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Next to a black sedan, a black man opens his trunk and shows off the contents to two customers.

"I assure you, gentlemen." He said as he played with a black pistol, "They're good enough to replace any other gun on the market." ”

"But there is no semi-automatic one." One said with a frown.

The black man scoffed: "What are you going to do semi-automatically?" Is it worthy of an idiot like you? Semi-automatics can't turn you into a sharpshooter. The barrel is sawn short, the impact is increased, and then you will thank me, because we all know that your marksmanship is not flattering. ”

The man took a step forward: "What did you say?" ”

The black figure suddenly fell from the sky and landed heavily on the roof of the black sedan with a "bang". The winged knight half-crouched on the roof of the car, his eyes swept over the three people present, and people couldn't help but feel hairy in their hearts.

The black man was stunned and cursed in a low voice, "Hell! ”

As the two customers tried to draw their guns, Roy did a somersault over their heads, landed behind them, spun around, and swept his leg like a whirlwind, knocking one down in the cheek. The other man had just pulled out his pistol, but before he could open the safety bolt, Roy clamped his arm, fell to the ground over the shoulder, and fainted with a punch to the face.

In the end, only the black man remained. He was scrambling to find a new gun from the trunk that had not yet been sold, rummaging through the box for bullets and scrambling his fingers to try to reload them.

One tapped his shoulder lightly with his fingers.

When I turned around, I saw Kassandra standing silently by the side of the car, smiling at his actions. The black man was startled, and subconsciously turned his gun to Kassandra. The result was naturally no suspense, and the gun was snatched away within one move, and his head was in close contact with the trunk lid of his car, and he smashed his eyes.

Roy, who had dealt with the other two, walked over unhurriedly, grabbed him by the collar with one hand, lifted him up, and threw him violently by the car door.

The black man looked at him nervously, then squeezed out a stiff smile.

"Hi...... Hi. ”

"There's a massacre in Kingston tonight." Roy said lightly, "Several gang leaders were killed, and the Two-Faced escaped with injuries. ”

"Oh, is it? I'm sorry to hear that...... So did you catch the gunman? ”

"Don't try to play stupid, you can't fool it like that." Roy took a step closer and said, "That guy has very strong firepower, and I wonder who provided this level of weapon." ”

"What...... What the? The black man made a look of disbelief, "Wait, buddy, you don't think I should know, do you?" Are you kidding, how could I afford to buy it that expensive...... Yes~! ”

Roy grabbed one of his hands lightly and twisted its joint backhand.

"I'm telling the truth...... Don't believe it and see for yourself! The guy groaned, "The stuff in my box is pretty much the same as birding." But! But! I do know something...... Release it first and I'll tell you! ”

Roy sneered and increased his strength, causing a more violent howl.

"You have to know that you don't have a position to negotiate conditions right now."

"Okay, okay!" The black man exclaimed, "I say! I'm from another gang...... Some of my peers have inquired there! It's about the Penguin People...... You know, since Batman's death, the hell city has gone crazy and all the criminal organizations have done whatever they want like they've been hormones. If the penguin wants to stay at his strongest, he's going to have to show what he's capable of, right? I've heard that he's been buying military-grade firepower. ”

"Where?"

"Diamond District, 32nd Street, Chocolate Factory." "I swear I know so much!" he howled. Please, will you let me go? ”

Roy and Kassandra looked at each other, sneered, and slammed the back of his head against the car door, and the black man fainted.

The chocolate processing factory at 32 Diamond District was founded five years ago. The factory has changed hands three times so far, and legend has it that the founder eventually went crazy and died, so there are often rumors of hauntings. From time to time, some children come here to play haunted house adventure games, but other than that, people don't usually come to this kind of place.

It is for the same reason that the basement of the factory is isolated from the upper floors. The door to the basement was nailed, and the only way to get in was to take a detour through the door on the street outside, which was basically abandoned. This is also inevitable, this narrow, very poor lighting and always filled with humid air in the basement, staying in it for a second can't help but have the illusion of a ghost behind you, normal people will probably choose to abandon this basement when they take over this factory.

When Roy pulls the chain off the door and enters the basement, it doesn't look like an abandoned basement.

Two tables sit parallel to each other in the room, orderly filled with ammunition, pistols, and a listening to the police channel's announcements. Shelves on the wall lined up with a variety of guns, and perhaps spare black cloaks hung from the sides.

"Found you." Roy said softly.

Apartment.

Carbind paced back and forth in the room all the time, like an ant in a hot pot.

"What are you kidding!?" He yelled, "You think it's safe to leave me here?" Please, what kind of bullshit plan is this? A bullet could fly in from the window at any moment and kill me! ”

Barbara, whose attention was on the computer screen, said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, we can handle it." Now you just wait quietly. ”

"Quietly waiting? Please, someone's killing me right now! ”

"It's just a possibility." Barbara was a little impatient, "Please, you're a big man, okay?" It's just a little thing, like a crying little girl......"

"What did you say!?" Carbinsay stepped up to her, as if to take his anger out on her.

"I said, you can't just be quiet and let me concentrate......"

Barbara said this, and stopped abruptly.

Because it was at this moment that she noticed the red dot on Carbine's forehead.

Just opposite, on the roof, the pitch-black man was standing at the edge, the muzzle of the black hole pointed straight in this direction, the pitch-black cloak swinging in the wind.

From here, it really looks like Batman.

"Get down!"

Barbara screamed, jumped out of her seat like a rabbit, and threw Carbine to the floor.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out, windows shattered, bullets broke in. (To be continued.) )