"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! We're on tonight's special! ”

An unbridled voice rang out in the venue, and the Remington shotgun, which often appears in cop movies, roared.

The originally lively celebration banquet instantly lost its voice, as if someone had choked its neck.

From the beginning of the conversation and laughter, to a very abrupt and sudden quiet.

Six bandits wearing red hoods broke into the top floor of the Governor's Hotel, swaggering out of the elevator with the collars of the security guards downstairs.

The one who walked in front released an empty gun without saying a word.

"Rich tycoons, we're the city's rookie criminals, so it may seem a little strange to you...... I've heard that Gotham is Sin City, a paradise for villains! We want to finish a wonderful opening show on this stage tonight! ”

The red hood at the head raised the shotgun in his hand, pointed it at the guests around him and spun it around, and then pulled the trigger towards the crystal chandelier above.

The loud sound once again frightened all the guests into trembling, for fear that the cold muzzle of the gun would be aimed at them.

"Rest assured, even if someone calls the police now, it will take at least twenty minutes from the time the Gotham Police Department arrives here to surround us. The useless cops had to cross Old Gotham from Cape Triangle, past the Diamond District of Boutique High Street, then Robinson Park and Miller Bay...... And the police patrol recently took about ten minutes. ”

The group of robbers had apparently come prepared, having calculated in advance the route and time of the Gotham Police Department's police force.

"Until then—"

The red hood turned the muzzle of the gun in an easy tone, and pressed it against the security guard's chest.

Boom!

The bullet hits the body and sends out a cloud of blood mist!

"Until then, it's no problem to kill you all."

The brutal methods of the red hood shocked everyone in the venue.

The well-dressed celebrities and rich people, and the female companions in evening dresses, all huddled together.

The dead security guard collapsed limply on the marble tiles, and the bubbling blood soon meandered into a stream.

"We need 10 million in cash, so you Gotham celebrities, big guys, you have five minutes to pull the checkbook out of your pockets and sign your name."

Red Hood said loudly.

He paced the venue, not at all nervous about being a robber, and even had the leisure to pick up a glass of champagne from the table.

This fellow, who was clearly the leader, unlike the other companions, had his entire face obscured by a red hood.

He bared a thin chin and a beard that looked like sparse grass.

"I know that two blocks away from this hotel, there is a bank that gangsters use to launder money, and if you show a check, they will give you a suitcase full of cash without asking anything."

The Red Hood Leader glanced up at the time, then shot into the air again.

Boom!

The sparkling Schrowalski crystal chandelier was hit by the steel balls that shot into a thousand holes.

"Why are you still stunned? Now there are only three minutes left. ”

The crowd of guests gathered was in a commotion, all looking at each other, as if they didn't know what to do.

Some didn't carry a checkbook, some couldn't afford that much money, and some didn't want to be a bird.

In short, the scene was cold for a while.

Seeing that the leader of the red hood was starting to get impatient, he raised his hand and raised the shotgun in his hand.

A voice rang out—

"Sir, I am willing to pay you ten million, but please do not hurt anyone...... It's good for you not to cause any casualties, at least not to face the Gotham Police Department's wanted people in town. ”

As the CEO of Wayne Group, Mr. Earle showed a calm and calm demeanor at this time.

He stepped out of the crowd and walked over to the leader of the Red Hood.

He raised his hands in good interest, and then reached into his pockets very slowly, pulling out his checkbook.

"Finally a smart guy has stepped up."

Red Hood laughed, opened his hands to hug the stiff Mr. Earle, and put his hands on the other's shoulders after releasing them.

Like a good friend who has a very close relationship, he said word by word: "Wanted in the whole city? That's exactly what we wanted! ”

Feeling the excitement in Red Hood's tone, Mr. Earl couldn't help but regret it.

I knew that the robber was a madman with a sick brain, and he would never stand up as a hero!

"Why else do you think we're here? Just to snatch 10 million from you damn rich people? Instead of that, my brothers and I might as well go and rob the Gotham National Bank! ”

Red Hood holds Earl's neck with one hand, allowing the other to face him.

The wanton laughter was like a bullet, almost hitting the old face full of fear.

"There are so many criminals in Gotham, and we want to be 'stars'!"

He shook the signed check and shouted, "Five, take the check." Go back to the old place with the four with ten million. ”

Two red hooded men armed with assault rifles took the check, then turned away without saying a word.

There were still four people left in the room, two guarding the elevator door, one with a gun pointed at the crowded guests.

The last Red Hood, their leader, pushes Mr. Earl back into the crowd after a generous ransom of 10 million.

"Now, I need two more hostages to make sure my brothers get their hands on the money."

The Red Hooded Leader's gaze swept back and forth, and the crowd of guests kept backing away, like a herd of poor elk forced to the edge of a cliff.

"This time, didn't anyone take the initiative to nominate themselves? Because of Mr. Earl's generosity, I was willing to spare him, after all, he paid a large sum of money. ”

Earl, who had returned to the pile, had a hint of happiness on his face, and couldn't help but be satisfied with what he had just done.

Then, his eyes rolled, as if he had thought of something.

"Sir, I'm ...... I can give another 10 million, and I hope you can spare Bruce Wayne, who is the last heir to the Wayne family......"

Mr. Earl said tremblingly, in a sincere tone, as if he were begging sincerely.

"You rich people really have a lot of ideas."

The Red Hood Leader grinned strangely, as if he had read through Earl's true thoughts.

Carrying a shotgun, he violently pushed through the crowd and followed his gaze to two young men standing by the glass curtain wall.

"Which of you is Bruce Wayne? Wait, I know this face of yours! Rich people who make newspaper headlines every day! ”

The Red Hooded Leader pointed his gun at Bruce.

He glanced at the young man next to him with his eyes.

It looks like a very expensive suit and leather shoes, with a straight and upright shape, and a glass of champagne in his hand.

plus a good face that can seduce many women, with bearing, cultivation, and very young!

Happens to be the kind of guy he hates the most!

This kind of lucky people who are born with a golden key in their mouths think that they can settle everything with money, but when you pierce through that luxurious and dazzling cloak of power, they will reveal the true face of humility and insignificance!

High society? Elite?

The corners of the mouth of the leader of the red hood outlined a trace of hideousness.

He raised his shotgun, shook it slightly, and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Leo White. If you guys are just in it for the money, I can consider being a hostage. ”

The young man replied in a calm voice.

The leader of the Red Hood was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

He nodded and said, "Want to be a hero? Good! I love the way you look now! Number three, bring both of these to the car! ”

"That's right—"

The Red Hooded Leader paused as he walked towards the elevator, then turned back.

Boom!

"I hate you most of all when you are an old guy who plays tricks!"

The shotgun roared, mercilessly cutting a hole in Earl's chest.

"As an audience, you should applaud at the curtain call."

The leader of the red hood held up his gun and kindly reminded him.

Fragmentary applause rang out in the venue, as if to see off the departure of the robbers.