In the night sky of Gotham, a group of large humanoid bats obscured the sky, and because of the height, no one could see their true faces, and Dick only saw their faces through the high-definition camera inside the Batmobile. The human bat, from the well-known zoologist Kurt Brown from Gotham. Langstone is a genetic product, because the scientist was born with an ear disease and hopes to cure himself by studying bats with extra-hearing sense, apparently, he cured his disease, but also turned himself into a half-human, half-bat thing.

When Dick was Robin, he and Bruce suffered a lot from this guy, but now, there is more than one human bat hovering in the sky. Seeing these hideous monsters under the high-definition camera gave Dick a headache, which was not in his plan.

"Damn, I remember that Rangstone seems to have destroyed the man-bat formula, how can there be so many things." Dick said in annoyance.

"But he's still alive, as long as he's alive, things like human bats can be mass-produced, and it's clear that our opponents have already calculated that someone will use this vaccine, so we arranged this unique welcome party." Bruce said without looking back.

"You always have a point, so what's next now? Looking for a quiet place to spank them? ”

"I don't know."

Ha? When Bruce said this, Dick even wondered if he was the scheming Bruce who had something wrong with his ears. Wayne, Batman didn't even know about it.

"First, this Batchariot is only camouflaged, and it does not carry weapons except for crash resistance and high mobility. Secondly, the Bat fighters cannot be dispatched, because too much movement will only attract the attention of our opponents, and if they are alert, the truth of this matter will be even more difficult to find. ”

"You really chose a good sandbag for them~"

Listening to Bruce's explanation, Dick reluctantly spat out, and the high-flying human bat also found its target, hissed, and swooped down towards the batmobile speeding below. "Sit tight," Bruce reminded him of the man-bats rushing towards him through the rearview mirror, and with a sharp turn, he turned directly into the dense forest, and the dense branches provided the best cover for the bat-chariot, so that they were not hit by the man-bats in the first place.

However, this is not the best solution, as there is always a time for the jungle to go out, and the man-bats can accurately locate Bruce's batcart through sound waves. There were even some man-bats that had already flown to the exit of the jungle in advance, ready to stop them there.

"OK, there is no hook gun, there is a hook gun." Dick looked at the human bats hovering overhead, searching for them on the on-board computer, but the whole Batmobile, as Bruce said, was just a camouflaged and rammed-proof Batmobile, with no weapons on it.

"We don't need this," Bruce said, lowering the window, holding three batrangs in his left hand, and throwing them straight out.

The batrang made a graceful arc in the air, piercing directly into the high mountain wall, and Bruce controlled the batmobile to stop at the exit near the jungle. The low-flying human bats saw that the target they were tracking had stopped, and they hissed and rushed directly towards the Batmobile. "Bang! Bang! Bang! "The man-bat's strengthened body slammed into the Batmobile, but the Batmobile was also crash-resistant, as Bruce said, so many man-bats hit it, and it didn't even break the windows at all.

"Please tell me you have a plan." Gripping the handlebars, Dick said as he looked at Bruce's throttle that he stepped on at any moment.

"Of course I have, just wait."

Bruce spoke, and waited silently, the Batmobile swayed left and right under the impact of the human bats, and Bruce waited quietly until the three batrangs stuck to the mountain wall exploded three times. The batrang with high explosives blasted a gap between the mountain walls, and the debris fell directly from the mountain wall and smashed down on the batmobile directly below.

The range of gravel was just right, just enough to envelop Bruce's Batmobile, and because of the distance, the rockfall fell very quickly, and before the human bats had time to dodge, they were all taken care of by the rockfall, including the batmobile underneath. The falling rocks fell, kicking up a puff of dust on the dense forest, and the human bats that were huddled together on the batmobile just now were all brought down by the falling rocks, while the batmobile at the bottom did not suffer too much damage because of the powerful meat shield of human bats.

The roar of the car sounded in the falling rocks, and the powerful horsepower of the Batmobile directly pushed through the boulder pressing on its head, and rushed out, and a simple crisis was easily solved by Bruce. The batmobile rushed out of the dense forest and drove on the mountain road, and the remnants of the human bats just now saw the target reappear and rushed over again, there were too many human bats, even if Bruce had knocked down half of them with falling rocks just now, and half of them were enough to overturn their car.

"Bang!" The approaching human bat crashed directly into the Batmobile, trying to use his size advantage to knock the iron lump over, while Bruce was trying to control the car and stabilize the body.

However, the situation began to become a little critical, and just then, a gunshot rang out in the air. "Whew!" A human bat approaching the Batmobile let out a scream, and its wings were punched with a large hole, and it lost its balance and rolled on the ground, tripping over two of its companions.

"We've got friends?" Dick pointed to his right, and saw a dirt bike on the hillside, the figure holding an apparently modified sniper rifle, and with each shot, a human bat fell to the ground.

Bruce looked in the direction Dick was pointing to, and with the help of the moonlight, Bruce could also see the motorcyclist doing all kinds of stunts on the hillside. The figure is a little burly, wearing a black jacket and tactical suit, with all kinds of guns and lethal weapons pinned to it, which can be called a mobile arsenal, and the head is a red hood, which envelops his face in all directions, making it impossible to see the real face, but I don't know why, Bruce always feels that this figure has some inexplicable familiarity.

"It always feels familiar." Dick on the side also said something, which made Bruce even more confused.

He doesn't know many friends, just a few, and he recognizes everyone, but the one in front of him is definitely not in the category of friends he knows. "Bell!" Just as the two of them were wondering who the man who had come to their aid was, a bullet made a sound on the hood of the Batmobile, and the ricochet also flipped an unlucky human bat.

"He's attacking us?!"

"No, he's showing us the way."

Sure enough, except for the first shot on the car, the next few shots were all fired in the direction of the front of the Batmobile, and according to the marksmanship just now, Bruce believed that if the opponent really wanted to deal with him, he could blow their tires with just one shot.

Without doubt, Bruce trusted his instincts, and as soon as the steering wheel turned, he drove in the direction that the mysterious man was directing. Following the direction of the gunshots, the Batmobile drove to a cliff.

"We're out of the road."

"No, the road ahead is our way!"

As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the tail flame behind the Batmobile sprayed, directly taking the Batmobile over the cliff, and Bruce also set up autopilot at this time, and greeted Dick: "Jump!" Without hesitation, the two of them jumped directly down when the huge size of the batmobile covered the field of vision of the human bat, and the batmobile jumped over the cliff, landed on the opposite side, and continued to drive forward, while the human bat without wisdom was still rushing towards the batmobile at this time.

"Poof!" With two crisp falling sounds, Bruce and Dick plunged directly into the water, and it took several seconds before they resurfaced.

"Bang!" The fire lit up overhead, and it was clear that the self-driving Batmobile didn't hold the human bat for long before it was dismantled, but the explosion of the Batmobile also caused damage to the human bat, at least Bruce and Dick couldn't see that there were still human bats hovering in the sky.

Looking up, the motorcyclist who was helping them, Red Hood, was looking down at them from the cliff and said something in a loud voice. "Bang!" The Batmobile, which had a secondary explosion, covered up what Red Hood said, and Dick didn't hear anything unusual, but Bruce, who vaguely felt that Red Hood said something he cared about. After glancing at Bruce and Dick, Red Hood turned around and left the cliff, while Bruce and Dick swam towards the shore.

"It's been a long night~" Lying on the shore, Dick took a breath, returning to Gotham is different, every day is not exciting.

"Hurry up and get on the road when you're done, we still have a lot to do." Without looking back at Dick, Bruce walked in the direction of the Batcave.

Dick glanced helplessly at his adoptive father and followed. [I don't know how you're doing in Naxino, Curwen, Damian, Claire.] After a muttering in his heart, Dick walked up to Bruce, and the two walked side by side.

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