Every Saturday in the Gotham Times, there is a section called Gotham Impressions, which is dedicated to a few citizens who are drawn to form sentences using "Gotham", "yes", and a specific adjective.

In the beginning, it was common to say "Gotham is magnificent", "Gotham is magnificent", "Gotham is extravagant"

But soon, the layout went bad.

As time passed, the materialistic city gradually showed its dark and dirty side, "Gotham is rancid" and "Gotham is sinful"

The deadly, the cursed.

Immediately, some unconventional young people maverickly began to form words with the names of some famous villains,

"Gotham is two-faced" – the city is both good and dirty

"Gotham is a mud-faced man" - the city is sunk in the mud

"Gotham is a Joker" – madness, chaos, viciousness......

Hiss, hah.....

Scarface gasped as the man hidden in the cloak grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him in the air, his dangling toes struggling to step on the steering wheel of the vehicle, barely holding on to his balance.

Or, Gotham is Batman.

Resolute and profound, unyielding, and majestic, like a marble statue resting in a dark warehouse, or a dusty pile of dusty medieval armor.

The Dark Knight's pupils were unwavering, and he asked Scarface hoarsely, "Save you, what are you talking about?" ”

The crisp sound of gunfire rang out, copper bullets swirled and tore through the air, and the circular bottom groove was engraved with the digital logo left by the steel assembly line, filling the air with the cold smell of blood.

However, before Scarface could be pierced through his skull by the bullet, the Dark Knight had already swung his cloak, and the specially reinforced aramid fibers were indestructible when electrified, and the barrier generally blocked the shot.

Li Ang frowned slightly, slowly stopped, and shouted from afar: "Who are you?" ”

He had studied martial arts in his previous life, and even without using his spiritual sense, he could roughly sense how terrifying the power of this cloaked man's body was.

It was forged by a thousand hammers, and it was almost the limit of what a human body could reach.

"I can't imagine that there are still people who can reach the realm of grandmasters." Li Ang sighed and asked helplessly, "Are you in a group with him?" ”

The Dark Knight glanced at Scarface, who was skinny, and whispered, "No. ”

At this moment, the scanner in his Kevlar helmet is detecting Leon in all directions, including height, shortness, fatness, and thinness, body weight, body temperature, and even respiratory rate and sound wave band.

"All the Gotham Police Department's citizen files have been searched, and no matching information has been found."

The intelligent terminal casts a cold dark blue character onto the Dark Knight's retina, and he stands silently, standing in Leon's way to kill Scarface.

The Dark Knight asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Just a passerby." Li Ang pulled the cloth covering his face, lowered his voice and said, "Since you are not in the same group as him, then don't stop me from killing him." ”

"He's going to go to jail and get the punishment he deserves."

In the distance, there were bursts of sirens from the docks, and the red-blue lights flashed in a row, illuminating the deserted and decaying corners of the lower town.

"Heh, what punishment can you give? Lighting a sky lantern or cutting with a thousand knives? Li Ang turned his head and said with a sneer: "Anyway, they are all dirty scum, and after killing a hundred, they are still dry and clean in the world." ”

He lunged forward, two bullets flying towards Batman's eye socket with unmistaken accuracy, but the latter had already dodged the two shots half a second before Leon pulled the trigger.

Under the guise of this, Leon stepped on the ground and shot out, punching Batman in the chest, but the reinforced Kevlar armor did not even have the slightest sign of denting, and it made a dull sound in vain.

Batman silently grabbed Leon's wrist joints and smashed him against the roof of the truck.

The steel ceiling was directly smashed into a dent, and under the heavy blow, Li Ang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of turbid blood, and the pool of blood foam was still flooded with dense bubbles.

After all, the young man's body was still overwhelmed, and the battle under the strengthening of spiritual energy was already at the end of the crossbow, and he barely stood by relying on Leon's strong will.

"We don't have to be enemies, I want to talk to you...."

Before the Dark Knight finished speaking, he saw a smile on the corner of Leon's mouth, and smashed the butt of his pistol on his elbow without changing his face, the bones, muscles, and blood vessels were suddenly compressed, and the whole arm was as slender as firewood, breaking free from Batman's palm.

Leon kicked on Batman's ankle and slid out of the roof of the truck to hit the last bullet in the magazine's accelerator.

Suddenly the fire swept through the night, the gasoline burned, the air expanded, and the violent explosion directly engulfed Batman and the scarface on his hands.

The dust cleared, and Batman tumbled to the ground, his armor cloak crumbling and cracking, and a dozen sharp pieces of iron of different shapes dug deep into the flesh, and the blood slipped and slid in the light of the fire.

Scarface is far less fortunate without protection, and has long since turned into humanoid coke, which can barely be regarded as a happy ending for this scumbag.

Sheriff Gordon from the Gotham Police Department arrives in a car and lifts Batman up and leans him against the wheels of the police car.

"You're hurt."

"It's not serious." The Dark Knight silently took out pieces of iron and threw them on the ground, and then took out a cylindrical steel spray canister from his waist, and the raging flames that erupted from the top of the nozzle scorched the iron pieces and blood on the ground to gray-black.

Seeing this, Gordon sighed and said, "Are you worried that I will go for these blood stains to be tested?" You don't have to be so defensive about me. ”

"Not to guard against you, Gordon." The Dark Knight took out a spray canister from his waist and sprayed some dark green gel into his wound, enveloping it.

He looked up at the Gotham cops who had stormed into the warehouse, and muttered to himself, "The city is getting more and more chaotic, and I can feel the pervasive oppression in the air, like the evening before a storm." ”

Sergeant Gordon rubbed his brown beard, his eyes buried with determination and unease, "Who knows, we haven't been like this all these years..."

He turned around, only to find that there was no one around him.

"Sheriff, there are a couple of thugs in the warehouse who specialize in human trafficking at the Gotham Pier, all killed, as well as some stowaways of Southeast Asian descent, including a little girl with a gunshot wound, and the ambulance will be there soon."

The shouts of the police officers were heard over the intercom, and Sheriff Gordon sighed, lowered the brim of his police hat, and walked towards the warehouse.