"He deserves to die, but not now."

Batman said indifferently, "If I were you, I'd look at the back of my clothes now." ”

Li Angyi raised his eyebrows, quietly put his hand on the back hem of the raincoat, and took off a pitch-black plastic button about the size of an AA battery, and a bean-sized red indicator light was placed in the center of the button, which was flashing brightly.

His complexion changed slightly, and he pressed the plastic button on the transparent raincoat, only to see that as the button approached, the remaining water stains on the raincoat began to vibrate gradually.

"Ultrasonic generators?"

Leon said firmly in questioning: "There is adhesive glue on the back of this device, and you glued it to my clothes while we were fighting just now." ”

He twisted his fingertips lightly, crushed the ultrasonic generator into powder, stared at the statue of Batman and said coldly: "The frequency of sound waves that the human ear can distinguish is between 20 and 20,000 hertz, and the ultrasonic frequency usually used for medical diagnosis is 10 megahertz. What's more, the size of this device is so small, and the concussive effect caused by it is absolutely impossible to cause damage to the human body. ”

“..... You're right. ”

Batman's hoarse voice was as dull as a steel knife scraping through a boulder, and as he spoke, he jerked his body back, "This device itself has no lethal power, and more precisely, it is not designed for people.....

Leon's face sank, and he threw the broken button hard, but it was too late, and the colorless and odorless smoke that erupted from the center of the button still splashed on his body.

The torrential rain outside the manor did not stop, the sky and the earth were obscured by the extremely thick water vapor, and as far as the eye could see, the neon lights of the downtown area of the city in the distance were diluted into colorful patches, the high-rise buildings were hidden in the clouds and mist, and the brilliant thunder that took over the view of the sky was furious, roaring and proclaiming the power of the dark to all living beings.

From far and near, the sound of countless flapping wings came, and the huge humming sound that overlapped pierced through the cover of the thunderbolt and quickly approached the manor.

That's bats, mammals, subclasses of eumatria, and pterocoda, and the number needs to be measured and calculated in units of 100,000.

They shouted and flew in the midst of the tumultuous rain, their tribes forming black lightning bolts that pierced through the clouds like arrows, their thin, soft, translucent wings skimming the mist that had accumulated in the canopy of the dense forest.

They rushed to the manor, screaming and driving towards Leon like night dissipating day.

The ultrasonic generator attracts a colony of bats, and the droplets that splash on Leon are pheromones that cause the bats to attack strongly.

In the Dark Knight's sight, Leon has been completely enveloped in a dense swarm of bats, and before the pheromones are gone, Leon will be entangled by these herbivores that love rotting fruits, and cannot stop him from taking Richard away.

Batman breathed a sigh of relief, he turned and walked over to the mafia leader who had fallen to the ground, grabbed him by the collar and dragged him towards the batmobile that had been parked outside the manor, while Richard's wife and children gave him grateful glances behind him.

survived,

Richard's hands trembled, and his fat belly glided against the dry river of blood on the ground, occasionally with a solid stone or two that cut open the greasy white flesh of his belly, leaving a blood groove or two.

But none of this matters, as long as you live, everything is good.

Richard buried his head deeply, he didn't dare to let Batman see the irrepressible resentment in his pupils, he hated Leon, even though he didn't know who this faceless man was.

But Richard swore in his heart that as long as he waited until the day he was released from prison, no matter what means he used, he would find out who the people under his face were, and kill everyone around him in the most cruel and tyrannical way!

scold

The sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air.

His thoughts were interrupted, and Richard lowered his head in confusion, the armor-piercing knife that had slit his brother's throat was now stuck under his side, and blood was gushing from the wound.

The bat colony swelled and cracked, and the bats with sharp teeth scattered in all directions, crashing into solid walls or the ground and passing out, revealing the calm and calm Leon in the encirclement.

He still maintained the posture of throwing a quick knife, and the transparent raincoat on his body was torn, draped into strips, but there was not a single trace of damage to his skin.

"I said it, damn it."

Leon straightened up, calmly looked at the stunned Batman and said, "It seems that your little pets are not very reliable?" ”

It would indeed be quite thrilling when he was surrounded by bats just now, but Li Ang remembered a martial arts allusion in his predicament.

When he taught his disciple Li Zhongxuan "Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound" skills, he used the sound of the muscles and bones vibrating around the body when the little milk cat was in a daze and snoring as a metaphor, describing the practice of martial arts to a certain extent, the bones and muscles were sharp and solid, and then the strength from the outside to the inside, the five internal organs were penetrated, and the punching force was coordinated together with the organs.

The tiger and leopard thunder sound is not the so-called lion roar skill, but a force technique, Li Ang runs the "Human Immortal Refining Method", the muscles, bones, skin and flesh together with the sea of qi tremble and roar, the dull roar produced makes the bat dizzy, it is difficult to distinguish the direction, and the encirclement will naturally collapse.

Without waiting for Batman to make a move, Leon kicked his heel on the floor hard, and pounced on his body against the dignity, and the hand axe formed a semicircle in mid-air, cutting off Richard's head directly in a sharp arc.

A generation of gang leaders was put to death, and Leon laughed maniacally and picked up Richard's hair, throwing his dead head to the boy cowering in the corner.

Richard's son looked utterly stunned, holding his father's head and muttering speechlessly, tears streaming down his dull face.

"No!"

Batman roared and fought with Leon, and he roared hoarsely, "You shouldn't kill his father in front of a child!" ”

All the Dark Knight wanted to do was slam countless punches into Leon's face so hard that he could no longer smile so arrogantly.

"You can beat me, but you're running out of time."

Leon, who was on the verge of the limit of his body, retreated, and he barely managed to reach Batman's attack, and said with a smile: "Or, Rachel Dawes is running out of time." ”