"Looks like someone has the same idea as us."

Su Ming stepped on the pedals of the wheelbarrow wildly, held the two guns in his hands, and opened the insurance.

Cindy does the same thing as him, and the two pistols are more reliable than the shotgun on the back when the distance of engagement is not guaranteed:

"At least we can get Hallie out of the suspects, she and Poison Ivy are both drunk cats and can't possibly get here before us."

"There's not much point in finding out who did it, just go in and get rid of all these business robbers."

In Gotham, there is a sea of people who like to play with bats, and it is difficult to guarantee who is acting at this time.

After the previous fight with the circus, Su Ming has fully accepted that he is the death knell, the death knell is himself, if this body is a house, then Slade is just the occupant of the predecessor, and now the house belongs to Su Ming, and he wants to rewrite a legend with his own name.

He will use his own mind to drive it, and use the previous name, that is because he knows that he can never go back, using the previous name, it is a habit, and it can be regarded as a little thought of the Celestial Empire.

Cindy didn't know what kind of mental journey Su Ming had gone through, but she keenly felt that the men around her had undergone some changes, and the people who originally seemed to be separated from this world were completely integrated at this time.

She was a little curious, but didn't say anything, just put the guns back away, and she felt that she shouldn't have to shoot.

The two soon reached a small park, where Deathknell's eyesight allowed him to see the police station completely.

It is a very old building, it is estimated that it was built in Gotham at the beginning, and although it has undergone countless repairs and expansions since then, it still reflects the original idea of its designer.

It was built like a fortress, with solid walls around it, every window as small as possible, a wide roof with wide spaces and protective fences, a bunch of independent water supplies and air conditioning, and of course, the bat lamp on its top platform.

On the front of the police station, there is a large GCPD sign, which looks a little shabby, but it is still quite intact.

At this time, the parking lot in front of the police station was occupied by a pile of black vans, which were placed there in a haphazard manner, looking like a black reef on the coast in the heavy rain.

There were the bodies of police officers scattered in front of the police station, and the rain was washing their blood down the steps.

Next to the dilapidated gate, there were several black-clad men armed with submachine guns, vigilantly patrolling back and forth, and from time to time they looked inside the police station, as if they were waiting for someone.

"Black suits, black felt hats, white silk scarves and Chicago typewriters, their boss seems to be a 'godfather' fan."

The two hid behind a few bushes in the park, their figures obscured by heavy rain, and the asymmetry of their physical fitness allowed him to see the other side clearly, while the other side could not see anything.

Cindy didn't quite understand what Su Ming meant, the gangsters in Gotham had been dressed like this since decades ago, and they couldn't tell whose person it was from what they were wearing.

She glanced at the distance from the gate of the police station, and then looked at the sky:

"The weather and time are in our favor, and it's okay to storm and sneak in the dark."

"They are also planning to use Gordon to lure the bats, and we will attack them to distract them from attacking the inside of the police station with all their might. Otherwise, if Gordon is pinched by them, we will be in trouble. ”

After Su Ming answered her, he immediately made a decision, raised his two guns and rushed out of the bunker, shooting as he ran.

His brain gives him a very precise sense of space, and calculating ballistics is not the preserve of the Death Shooter, and Knell can do the same, even replacing aiming with calculations altogether.

The distance of more than a hundred meters is somewhat beyond the effective range of the pistol, but after accepting his new identity, Su Ming will no longer have doubts about his talent, and after the unity of body and mind, he really exerts the horror of this body.

In the dark of the night, it was pouring rain, and the wind swept the rain against anything on the ground, but it had no effect on him, or all the effects of the outside world had been counted by him.

Wind speed, angle, refraction, gravitational pull, energy loss...... The conclusions of the calculations immediately appear in the mind and are translated into the basis for action.

He missed, and all the black suits in the upper positions on the doorstep fell to the ground.

He sprinted with all his might, and the splashes on the ground were crushed, colliding with the rain falling from the sky.

When the black suits found out where the attack was coming from in the night, Su Ming had already rushed across the road and the courtyard wall to the location of the police parking lot, which was blocked by a black van, he grabbed the edge of a carriage, and pulled himself up directly with his arms.

His speed was far beyond the imagination of these people, and Su Ming seemed to be able to see their expressions of disbelief, but he didn't intend to appreciate the despair he had brought to others.

Standing on the roof of the car, he raised his hands and withstood the fire of the opponent's return fire, allowing the bullets to spark on the armor, still maintaining a terrible hit rate one by one, and only a few seconds later, the scene was quiet.

"Tut-tut......" Cindy also jumped on the roof of the car from behind, looked at the corpse that fell to the ground not far away, and sighed in her mouth: "You ran fast enough, I haven't answered just now." ”

"It's nothing, it just looks like they want to fight, so I gave them an opponent." Su Ming shrugged his shoulders and agreed with Cindy's words.

"You gave them a massacre, what opponent?" Cindy jumped out of the carriage and walked to the police station: "No one will be reimbursed for this mission, we have to pay out of our own pockets, can't you use a knife?" ”

"You don't need to calculate it so clearly, do you?" Su Ming also jumped down, picked up a submachine gun from the ground, dismantled the drum and looked at it: "Look, their bullets are also 45 pistol bullets, one for forty-five, this time it is considered to be earned." ”

The two of them chatted a few words, as if they had just killed more than a dozen people, but snapped up a bargain at a supermarket sale.

Continuing to walk towards the police station, he suddenly found that there was a person at the gate who was not dead, although Su Ming's every shot was right in the heart, but the one in front of him may be on the right side of the heart.

Su Ming had heard in the past that there was one heart on the right side for every thousand people, and this time he really let him meet it.

"Who sent you?"

Su Ming kicked her gun away, crouched beside her, and asked questions in a deep voice, the scarlet one-eyed on the mask like a ghost fire in the middle of the night.

Although the gangster was not killed instantly, the shot also pierced her left lung, and she was convulsing in pain.

But when she heard Su Ming's question, she actually laughed, and said fiercely while vomiting blood:

"The boss... Won't let you go, Death Knell. ”

Su Ming under the mask raised his eyebrows, this guy's mind seems to be unclear, now everyone present is dead, who knows that he has been here? This is clearly the perfect assassination.

"It seems that you are still a person of faith, then your boss should have told you something......" Su Ming pulled out the katana behind his back like lightning, and inserted his backhand into the right chest of the woman on the ground, nailing her firmly to the ground: "Don't!" Provoke! Death knell! ”

With that, he drew his knife, and the blood in his heart spurted out of the wound like a fountain and sprinkled through the pores of the chain mail.

The warm blood dispelled some of the cold from the rain, but it was only for a moment, and it was gone. He had the urge to get more blood to warm himself, but soon he shook his head, and reason told him it wasn't right.

Cindy walked over with a wicked smile, she misunderstood the reason why Su Ming shook her head, and said:

"Look, I told you it's better with a knife."

This time, the two of them were thinking about the same thing, Su Ming was thinking about his own bloodthirsty problem, while Cindy was talking about the problem of a larger wound and a more reliable lethality rate of cold weapons.

"Okay, then you will deal with it after you go in, and when you finish your work, I will evaluate the way you handle the problem?"

Su Ming stretched out the knife angrily, watched the rain wash away the blood stains on it, and returned the knife into the sheath.

Cindy raised her hands in surrender: "Forget it, I'm not interested in the little minions, just leave their boss to me." ”

It seems that what this guy on the ground said before he died just now made Cindy very unhappy, and no one has ever dared to threaten the world's deadliest killer like this.

Without saying much to her, Su Ming entered the police station first, and when he arrived here, he didn't need to know the way, just follow the gunshots.

The hall of the police station was in a mess, most of them were the corpses of police officers, and there were only a few men in black, indicating that it should have been a raid.

Unexpectedly, however, the gunshots were not heard on the third floor, where the director's office was located, but in the basement.

"What's underground?" Su Ming asked Cindy.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the autopsy room, the power distribution room, and the communication room." Cindy looked up at the stairs leading upstairs, where there were no bodies of the men in black at all, indicating that they had no intention of going upstairs, but had a clear goal of going underground.

"Strange ......"

Although Su Ming said strangely, his feet were not slow at all, and he still stepped over the corpses and furniture remains on the ground and headed to the place where the noise was made.

It was not only the policemen and the men in black who died in the hall, but also some of the bodies that were clearly other criminals or homeless people.

No matter who they were when they were alive, they were piled up like sacks when they died.

Rainwater poured in through the broken gate, and blood flowed everywhere, making the beautiful wooden floor filthy, and if viewed from above, it looked like a hideous ghost scroll.

Both of them probably didn't have any artistic cells, but they easily found the entrance to the basement, and at the staircase down, they could still smell the heavy smell of gunsmoke, as if they were standing next to a volcanic crater.

Descending the stairs, in front of them was a broken magnetic card door, and behind it was a long deep corridor, Su Ming and Cindy glanced outside the door, remembering the location and distance of the two sides.

In the hallway, which was whitened by fluorescent lights, men in black and police officers were shooting at each other, both of them hiding in various offices along the corridor, coming and going like whack-a-mole, but every now and then someone would be shot and fall.

Because of the equipment problem, the police are now at a clear disadvantage.

"At the end of the hallway is the communications room, where the police are guarding it, and Gordon may be in it calling for help."

Cindy tightened her helmet and flicked her wrist to make a guess.

And Su Ming disagrees with this, he doesn't think Gordon will be the kind of person who lets his subordinates resist outside and shrink in the house to make a phone call, but Cindy knows more about Earth Negative 11, so it's not good:

"I don't think it's Gordon, but it should be important, get these people done first, open the door and see."

"The black suit was all killed, and the police kept alive?" Cindy touched the small box around her waist, took out a cigar, and shook it in her hand: "Bet on a cigar, it's Gordon inside." ”

"Well, I'll just come to the police." Su Ming under the mask also smiled, and also took out his cigar, and the two put the bet together on the door frame, and the winner took it away after a while: "Bet, I bet that it is not him." ”

After the two exchanged words in a low voice, Cindy rushed out first, although they were both death knells, but as she said, she was more fond of cold weapon combat.

The katana was swung tightly in her hand, and by the time the man in black reacted, she had already set off a bloody storm in each room like a wolf into a flock.

Not to mention, there are really unusual guys among these men in black, one of the women actually used her own gun to withstand the attack when Cindy slashed at her with a knife, and also planned to call the people around her to besiege Cindy.

But this is just a combination of enemies, such small bosses are in the thousands of various gangs in Gotham, and Knell is known as the greatest mercenary in the world, so naturally he is not on the same level as them.

Cindy slashed through and parried, but before the crunch was over, she pulled out her shotgun from her back and fired it.

The sound of metal and gunfire almost coincided, and the little leader could be seen flying out with an incredible face, a large hole in his chest, and even the wall behind her could be seen flying with rubble under the shotgun.

Cindy's killing continues, she is like a hard-working bee, constantly flying in the blood flowers, but the black and yellow armor only makes the people in black extremely afraid.

And Su Ming's target is those policemen, he uses electric shock batons, the police don't have insulated gloves and shoes like Batman, and the fighting skills are far worse.

So he was like the boilermaker of an old steamer, and the long stick was the shovel, and as soon as he sent it forward, with a flash of lightning, a policeman fell; Then, as soon as the stick was collected, the policeman was shoveled into the house to avoid being killed by stray bullets.

In this way, the two have a clear division of labor and strong strength, about a little more than two minutes, about forty people in black, and more than a dozen policemen have all been dealt with.

They completed the task almost at the same time, and Cindy was a little proud:

"It seems that I am stronger, you see that my side is more than twice as large as yours."

Su Ming didn't speak, just shrugged his shoulders, who told him that the work here was too troublesome, he always had to pay attention to saving some strength, these policemen are ordinary people, don't stab them to death with a stick, the electric shock can't be too long, and you have to use softness to throw it into the room.

Some people may say, how can it be possible to stab someone to death without a spear? However, when the strength has reached his level, who said that he can't stab people without a gun?

At the same time, he also had to suppress his bloodthirsty desires that bubbled up with adrenaline secretion, like a tug-of-war between reason and instinct.

Cindy was even more proud when she saw him behaving as if she had a tail, and if she had a tail, she would have gone to the sky at this time, and she walked around in a circle, and finally came to the door of the communication room:

"Okay, it's time to open the gift, let me see what's inside the gift bag."

As she spoke, she began to pull out the plastic explosives from the bag on her lap, and hummed an unknown song in her mouth, as if she was looking forward to it.

The door to the communication room was very solid, and the thick steel was almost like the front armor of a tank.

"Use less, don't scare the people inside."

Su Ming reminded that looking at this situation, the people hiding inside should not be combatants at all, and the C4 explosive exploding in a narrow environment like a corridor will produce a huge noise and directional shock wave.

It's not an exaggeration, but it's possible to burst the eardrum or cause a coma.

Cindy didn't answer, just made an 'OK' gesture, took a small piece, stuck it to the door lock, and plugged in the timing detonator.