Chapter 568: I, Clown (8)
The words are divided into two ends, and look at the other part of the city.
Bat castle, in a certain real yΓ n room.
At this moment, the display screen on the wall of the real yΓ n room is playing the battle in the parking lot of the police station.
When Ruoyu's move [Luoying Sanhua] appeared, every viewer showed an unbelievable look. Robin, who was assisting the_bruce in armor, simply stopped what he was doing, stared at the screen dumbfounded, and said, "Oh my God...... What the hell......"
After the six people in the footage jumped onto the rooftop of the police station and broke away from the surveillance camera, Dr. Clipper said to Bruce, "Five minutes ago, a surveillance probe near the police parking lot captured this set of images. The cause of the incident is...... Our undercover man, Mr. Dahl, contacted a nearby patrol without permission, claiming that he had created a plan for us that would allow us to 'wipe out the Resistance' and capture Joey alive. Collins' chance. β
The doctor shrugged his shoulders and said, "The result ...... In a matter of seconds, our soldiers were killed by a powerful energy that was difficult to parse. He lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose and shook his head, "With all due respect, this is beyond my knowledge, and I'm afraid I can't explain it further." β
Gordon shouted, "It's the end of the world...... It's a disaster! The prophet of the bat god was visibly alarmed, and he muttered somewhat incoherently, "she...... And that clown, they're all devils! β
"Shut your mouth! Gordon. Bruce shouted in a grim tone, "Even if they can do something beyond the norm." Nor does it mean that they are some kind of supernatural being. He paused, "They're human, it's just ...... ...... different"
Speaking of which. He had just finished putting on the "combat armor".
"Hmm...... It feels ......," Bruce muttered after activating the armor system, "...... Something different. His gaze focused on the lens in front of his right eye, and the number of armor was floating in front of him.
"I've made some improvements." Clipper quickly replied, "It's been too long since you last wore it to combat. In these days...... Every few years, I find time to do a technical innovation for it. So as not to disconnect the combat effectiveness of this armor from the times. β
"Good, Clipper." Bruce nodded, "That's exactly what I wanted." He tried to shake his fist. Superior defense, increased strength, and......" his eyes changed slightly, "all sorts of deadly weapons. β
"Huh...... Hehe......" Gordon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and squeezed out a smile, "That's the case...... That clown. And Hallie. Quinn. It's not a problem, right? β
Whewββ
Before the words fell, the wind began to rise.
At this moment, the_bruce came to Gordon like a black ghost; He grabbed Gordon by the 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 that Bruce would really kill him.
Fortunately......
"Give your god a little faith, Gordon." Bruce sneered. Slowly putting Gordon down, "I don't care what skills those four rats have gained from scurrying around the city......" he snorted. "But when I was prepared, they didn't even have the slightest chance."
"That'...... That's good......" Gordon, who landed on the ground with his feet again, breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed a trace of anger in his heart, and straightened his collar and said, "I knew that you were invincible. β
"Nope." the_bruce immediately dismissed the flattery, and replied, "As far as I know, there is indeed a guy in this cityβa very special fellow, and he may be capable of defeating me......" He said, turning around and picking up the cloak on the table, "Huh...... I was thrilled by this. A fanatical smile appeared on his face.
"One or two thugs or madmen don't pose much of a threat to me." Bruce continued, "The man who really threatens me is Joey. Collins. β
"The rebel kid?" "But," Gordon wondered, "......But," he gestured to the big screen, "the only team he has has been wiped out by us." Even Dahl, who secretly took refuge in us, has been killed by the Joker. β
"Numbers have never been an issue." "As long as he has the ability to recruit others and work for him...... That one is dead, and there will be the next......" he looked up and exhaled, "I brought that Dahl back to him just to keep an eye on him. I didn't expect ...... This bastard dared to take matters into his own hands, not only risking the lives of my men, but also completely losing control of Joey. β
Obviously, the_bruce's city government and resourcefulness are also quite remarkable. He already had a complete countermeasure against the rebels. If he has any weaknesses, it is that he is too arrogant in terms of force, after all, he has not faced a decent opponent in decades.
"Gordon." Bruce thought for a few seconds before ordering, "Send a team to take out the rebel's stronghold in the sewers." Dahl was exposed, and there was no point in keeping that place. β
"Understood." Gordon then gestured to one of the Robins next to him, who nodded knowingly and quickly left.
"......Right now," Bruce continued, "Joey has gotten mixed up with those four weird thugs, and even I don't know how tonight is going to end...... Scold...... It's getting more and more interesting......" there was a hint of anticipation in his voice, "I knew it...... He is not an ordinary person, because he is a real descendant of clowns. β
"How is this possible?" Gordon exclaimed, "You've killed 'them' in 'that war'!" β
"No, Gordon." Bruce flicked his cloak and turned towards the exit, "I left a ...... alive"
"He must be crazy...... Gordon took a few steps back, turned his face sideways, and whispered to Clipper.
"Hehe......" Clipper laughed and lit himself a cigarette, "uh-aren't we the same, man." β
While the two were talking, the_bruce had already stepped out of the door of the real yΓ n room. It wasn't that he didn't hear Gordon (the combat armor provided super hearing), he just didn't want to pay attention.
At this moment, Bruce's love is inexplicably high.
With a little excitement, he walked briskly through the corridors of the castle.
His blood, which had been cooled for many years, had boiled again, and the previous fears and hesitations had long been overcome by his powerful spiritual power. At this time, all he had in mind was a bloody battle to prove to the world that he was still the god of Gotham.
"Clown, Two-Face, Black Mask, Thunder Guy, Bane, Crocodile......" the_bruce walked for a while, then stopped and stood by the floor-to-ceiling window. He looked at the night view of the city and said, "My ancestor Bruce. Wayne, who has fought real supercriminals for many years. And I'm ...... But there has never been such an opportunity. β
He raised his head and looked up at the night sky.
Colorful light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and countless bat markings from searchlights were still slowly swaying in the air. That's the symbol of the the_bruce, the symbol of the ruler. It is a constant reminder to the citizens of Gotham - to believe in bats.
"If God really exists, then I have to thank Him for sending those four men to me." Bruce muttered to himself, "It's really tiresome and disgusting to put on a show in front of the mob out there and take on some shy challenges...... "Huh...... These four guys are the challengers I've been waiting for......" he said confidently, "and I'll prove with your blood that my strength is superior to one." β
Just as this old man raised his head forty-five degrees and issued the declaration of the second middle school.
Suddenly......
A white, extremely bright light appeared in his sight.
"That's ...... What ......" The smile on Bruce's face vanished, his eyes widened and his pupils contracted rapidly......
At this time, a huge cursor lit up in the night sky of Gotham. The brightness and scale of this searchlight far exceeded that of any other light fixture in the city.
A century ago, the real Chief Gordon used the giant searchlight on the roof of this police station to call out 'that hero'.
And tonight, someone once again lit this long-sealed light. But...... The logo he typed out was not a bat mark, but a hoarse grinning smile......
I can only see ...... That "smiley face" climbed all the way up to the clouds......
Its light overshadowed all the bat symbols around it, like a bright moon, ruling over the skies of Gotham. (To be continued......) RT