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The words are divided into two ends, let’s look at the other part of the city.
Bat Castle, in a laboratory.
At this moment, the monitor on the wall of the laboratory is playing the battle in the parking lot of the police station.
When Ruoyu's trick [Luoying Sanhuayan] appeared, every observer showed an expression of disbelief. The Robin who was assisting the_bruce to put on the armor simply stopped, stared at the screen dumbfounded and read: "My God... this is so damn..."
After the six people in the picture collectively jumped onto the police station’s roof and got out of the surveillance cameras, Dr. Clipper spoke to Bruce, “Five minutes ago, the surveillance cameras near the police station’s parking lot captured this group of pictures. The truth of the matter The reason is... Our undercover Mr. Dahl contacted a nearby patrol team without authorization, and claimed that he created an opportunity for us to 'completely annihilate the rebel organization and capture Joey Collins alive'."
The doctor shrugged and said: "As a result...in just a few seconds, our soldiers were killed by a strong energy that is hard to analyze." He adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, shook his head and said, "With all due respect, this It's beyond my scope of cognition, and I'm afraid I can't explain it further."
Gordon shouted from the side: "This is the end... It's a disaster!" The prophet of the bat god has shown obvious panic, and he muttered incoherently, "She... and that clown, they are all devils !"
"Shut your mouth! Gordon." Bruce shouted in a sinister tone, "Even if they can do something beyond common sense. It doesn't mean they are some kind of supernatural existence." He paused, " They're human, just...different...'
Speaking of which. He just finished putting on the set of "combat armor".
"Hmm... It feels..." Bruce murmured after activating the armor's system, "... something different." His eyes focused on the lens in front of his right eye, and various data of the armor were floating in front of his eyes.
"I've made some improvements." Clipper quickly responded, "It's been too long since the last time you wore it in actual combat. During these days... every few years, I will find time to make a technical innovation for it ... lest the combat effectiveness of this armor is out of step with the times."
"Fine, Clipper." Bruce nodded. "That's exactly what I want." He tried to make a fist. "Super defense, strength enhancement, and..." His eyes changed slightly, "All kinds of deadly weapons."
"Heh... hehe..." Gordon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and squeezed out a smile, "In that case... that clown. And Harley Quinn. Isn't it a problem?"
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Before the words fell, the wind suddenly picked up.
At this moment, the_bruce came to Gordon in an instant like a black ghost; he grabbed Gordon's collar with one hand and lifted him up.
"Uh—no!" The sudden change made Gordon's expression change suddenly, and for a second or two, he thought Bruce would really kill him.
Fortunately...
"Give your god a little faith, Gordon." Bruce sneered. Slowly put Gordon down, "I don't care what kind of abilities those four mice running around in the city have acquired..." He snorted coldly. "But when I was prepared, they didn't even have a chance."
"Then...that's good..." Gordon heaved a sigh of relief when his feet were on the ground again. He suppressed the anger in his heart, straightened his collar and said, "I knew it, you are invincible."
"No." the_bruce actually denied the other party's flattery immediately, and replied, "as far as I know, there is indeed a guy in this city-a very special guy, he may have the ability to beat me..." he said As he spoke, he turned around and picked up the cloak that was on the table, "Hehe... this incident made me very excited." A fanatical smile appeared on his face.
"One or two thugs or lunatics are no threat to me." Bruce continued, "The man who really threatens me is Joey Collins."
"The boy who resisted the organization?" Gordon asked puzzledly, "But..." He pointed to the big screen, "The only team under him has been wiped out by us just now. Even the Dahl who secretly took refuge in us , has also been killed by the clown."
"The number of people has never been a problem." Bruce said, "As long as he has the ability to recruit others to his command and work for him... After this group dies, there will be another group..." He raised his head and exclaimed "I asked that Dahl to come back to him just to keep him under surveillance. Unexpectedly... this bastard dared to make his own claim, not only took the lives of my men, but also made me completely lose my respect for Joey." control."
Obviously, the_bruce's skill and resourcefulness are also quite remarkable. For the rebel organization, he already has a perfect countermeasure. If he had to say that he had any weakness, it would be that he was too arrogant in terms of force. After all, he hadn't encountered a decent opponent for decades.
"Gordon." Bruce thought for a few seconds before ordering, "Send a small team to take down the resistance organization's stronghold in the sewer. Dahl has been exposed, and there is no point in keeping that place."
"Understood." Gordon then gestured to a Robin beside him, who nodded knowingly and left quickly.
"Right now..." Bruce continued, "Joy has mixed up with those four strange thugs, and even I don't know how it will end tonight... Heh... The situation is getting more and more interesting..." His voice There was a hint of anticipation, "I knew...he is not an ordinary person, because he is a true descendant of clowns."
"How is this possible?" Gordon exclaimed, "You have already killed 'them' in 'that war'!"
"No, Gordon." Bruce flicked his cloak, turned and walked towards the exit, "I left a life alive..."
"He must be crazy..." Gordon stepped back a few steps, turned his face sideways, and whispered to Clipper.
"Hehe..." Clipper smiled and lit a cigarette for himself, "Fur—aren't we the same, buddy."
While the two were talking, the_bruce had already stepped out of the door of the laboratory. It's not that he didn't hear Gordon's words (the battle armor provides super hearing), he just didn't want to pay attention to it.
At this moment, Bruce's emotions were inexplicably high.
With a little excitement, he walked quickly in the promenade of the castle.
His blood that had been cooled for many years had boiled again, and his previous fear and hesitation had already been overcome by his powerful spiritual power. What he was thinking at this moment was a bloody battle to prove to the world that he was still the God of Gotham.
"Joker, Two-Faced Man, Black Mask, Lei Xiaogu, Bane, Crocodile Man..." the_bruce stopped after walking for a while, and stood by the French window. He looked at the night view of the city and said, "My ancestor Bruce Wayne fought those real super criminals for many years. But I... never had such a chance."
He raised his head and looked up at the night sky.
Colorful lights penetrated from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the countless bat marks shot out by the searchlights were still swaying slowly in the air. It was the symbol of the_bruce, the symbol of the ruler. It always reminds the citizens of Gotham to believe in bats.
"If God really exists, then I have to thank him—send those four people in front of me." Bruce said to himself, "It's really exciting to put on a show in front of the mob outside and accept some trivial challenges. I'm tired, it makes me sick..." He grinned grimly, "Heh... these four guys are the challengers I've been waiting for for a long time..." He read confidently, "I will use your blood to prove—I power above all else.”
Just when the old man raised his head at forty-five degrees, he made a declaration of the Second Second Class.
suddenly…
A white, extremely bright light appeared in its line of sight.
"That's... what..." The smile on Bruce's face disappeared, his eyes widened, and his pupils shrank rapidly...
At this time, a huge cursor lit up in the night sky of Gotham. The brightness and scale of this searchlight are far beyond other lamps in the city.
A century ago, the real Chief Gordon used the giant searchlight on the roof of the police station to call 'that hero'.
And tonight, someone lit up the dusty light again. But... the logo he typed out was not a bat mark, but a hoarse grinning smiley face logo...
I can only see... that "smiling face" climbed all the way to the clouds...
Its light overwhelmed all the bat signs around it, like a bright moon, dominating the sky of Gotham. (..) RT
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