"Bang!"

"The fourth!"

Bring the killer crocodile down, tie him up with a special restraint device of his own, and notify the nearby police to take him away.

Bruce gasped, tonight, for six hours, he didn't stop for a moment, even the Batmobile had refueled it several times, but he hadn't even drunk saliva.

Even though the physical indicators have reached the pinnacle of human beings, Bruce is still a little unbearable in such a high-intensity battle.

"Lord Wayne, you have to rest quickly, you can't continue like this, all the villains in this city are out, you can't catch them alone, hand them over to the police."

Alfred's eager voice echoed in Bruce's ears over the communicator, and he didn't answer, just looked at the empty street, and said with a low lean.

"Where's the next place?"

There are still a large number of civilians on the bridge now, and even if the Wayne Group has expanded the life and death passages of these two Gotham Cities many times, at this moment, its transportation capacity still seems to be somewhat insufficient.

The subway shuttled back and forth, taking away batch after batch of people, the cars and horses on the bridge were like dragons, fleeing frantically towards the outside of the city, Bruce shuttled through the streets and alleys, his tired body made his old wounds a little faintly painful, he was not a superman, he was not a god, he was just a person, a mortal.

Arduous training can make him strong-willed, but it can't let his body ignore the damage; Strong financial resources and technology allow him to have countless black technologies, but they can't get him out of birth, old age, sickness and death.

"Master Wayne, you need to rest, you need help, you can't fight alone."

"Don't I still have you, Ah Fu!"

The Batmobile came to a halt abruptly, and rubber bullets were sprayed from the blast guns on both sides to knock everyone back, but the two tanks suddenly appeared, and the shells were already discharged, and the direction of the aim was the Batmobile.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

The Batmobile's sturdy armor didn't make the shells of these two tanks work, no, these two shells didn't hit the Batmobile at all, they shot at the back of the Batmobile.

Bruce looked at the screen, and in the back shot, the collapsed masonry blocked his back road, and the two tanks were slowly approaching him, one left and one right.

"Innocent!"

The roar of the engine has always been one of the sounds that can arouse the blood of men's hearts the most, and the Batmobile's military-level super engine is as earth-shattering as an ancient beast.

"Hold on!"

A deep voice suddenly sounded, a tall figure walked out from behind the building, Bruce's pupils shrank sharply, if among his many enemies, who impressed him the most, except for the face that was always smiling, I'm afraid, it was the man in front of him.

"Bane, it turned out to be you."

The Batmobile's strong power continued to work, and at the first moment he saw Bane appear, Bruce knew that he could only retreat now, and Bane's strength, even in his prime, needed to be dealt with carefully, not to mention that he was tired now.

"Boom!"

The powerful power ejected by the flying engine made the Batmobile rush forward in an instant, and the momentum of the two tanks had just formed, and the passage had not been completely blocked.

"Hmph, run, Batman, run, soon you will find that your city no longer belongs to you."

The Batmobile, with the lights off, sped towards the Bat Cave under the navigation, and the evacuation was at the last moment, and the last bus full of passengers had already driven on the Sanmen Bridge.

The sky is getting brighter, and the long dark night seems to be over, but, as the saying goes, the darkest night is often before dawn, and the end of Gotham is just about to begin!

Looking at Bruce, who drove the scarred Batmobile into the cave, Wang Hao only glanced at it slightly and continued to focus on the screen in front of him.

He has long passed the stage of this kind of street vigilante, and under his processing, New York in Universe One has become a model of urban security on a global scale, not to mention that he has really unified the earth in Universe 2, and various urban management issues he is familiar with can no longer be familiar.

In Gotham, there is only one way to go to the light, but that method is one that Bruce Wayne will never use.

Ah Fu had been waiting in front of the car with all kinds of food and water, but the first time Bruce got out of the car was not to touch those things, but to walk towards the console where Wang Hao was.

"Don't look at it, they've already withdrawn, besides, you're right, the city's surveillance system has been hacked into by them, but, if you need it, I'll be ready to help you take control over, and besides, I found at least three military satellites overhead locking on to Gotham, well, if you can open up the Wayne Group's satellite access to me, I should be able to find more."

Wang Hao turned around, looked at Bruce who was stunned in place, and spread his hands.

"As I said, I'm very knowledgeable!"

Behind Bruce, who was stunned, was Alfred with a smile on his face, but soon, he was also shocked by Wang Hao.

"Just now, even if it's a resume, well, five million, help you solve this crisis, five hundred thousand, help you get a program that can monitor the city's monitoring system in real time if it has been hacked, one million, help you upgrade your suit, five million, sell you the technology of the suit, oh, one million to upgrade your tank, one million, help you upgrade your fighter."

Wang Hao pointed to the drawings of the fighter on the screen, this world is not without technology that he can't match, but obviously, at this stage, Wayne Group does not have this kind of technology.

And to be honest, Wang Hao feels that his offer is too conscientious, you know, he is purely a friendship price, in exchange for someone else, just a set of suit technology, it has to sell for hundreds of millions, that is a good thing that can rewrite the pattern of the suit.

"You think it's a deal?"

Bruce looked at Wang Hao after being silent for a while, he was still wearing a mask, his voice was not quite the same as usual, but Wang Hao could still hear the anger in it.

"The city is in danger, the people have lost their homes, and you, while you, are talking to me about the deal? Human life, in your eyes, is it just a monetary number? ”

Bruce's tired voice was full of anger, and this anger came inexplicably, it seemed that it really came from Wang Hao's request for a trade, and it seemed that Wang Hao's age and appearance made him think of something, or perhaps, because of his powerlessness.