"Ladies and gentlemen of Gotham," said Farrell in a mask appeared on every television and channel in Gotham City, "and scum and criminals who take up a few minutes of your time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"As you all already know, our beloved city has endured so much suffering, too much pain, the flames of war scorching her bone marrow, evil eating away at her nerves. Our shattered Gotham is on the verge of collapse. ”

"But at the same time, there is hope. I know that many of you are unwilling to join in the evil stream, but justice is weak after all. The city had been hollowed out, the center of her soul, the hope of the city, had passed, so now the good people were oppressed by the evil that had temporarily become arrogant. ”

"But that's the end of it!" His tone suddenly mentioned, and the red light in his eyes seemed to break through the limitations of the lens, "Today, I am here to promise that the nightmare is over!" Just tonight, Batman is back, and the deepest fears of the lawless criminals who thought they could sit back and relax have returned! ”

Immediately, his voice lowered slightly, but it was even more gloomy and terrifying: "I know, maybe you don't think so. Many of you might think -- that's not Batman, it's just an impostor, and Batman is dead. No, a person can die, but what he represents is not something that can be easily erased. Batman is immortal, he has long been a part of the soul of the city, living forever. If there are still some of you who don't believe in evil, then welcome to try, I am short of people to open the knife. But before you can try it, I have to make one thing clear......"

He flashed his pistol and pointed at the camera: "Friendly reminder, I won't be as gentle as the one in the past, you'd better think about it first......"

As he spoke, a thud erupted from the ceiling of the studio, a hole was pierced, and a black shadow jumped down like a water snake between the rubble bricks. The cameramen's cameras were instantly focused on the magnificent Winged Knight, whose armor was shattered in many places, blood stained on the dark shell, and the mask was shattered to reveal a blue, bloodshot eye.

"Let's save yourself a long speech." Royce said abruptly, exuding an invisible aura all over his body, "Our accounts are not finished yet. ”

Farrell frowned and snorted: "The guy who didn't die, then let me personally send you on your way!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Farrell flew up and pulled the trigger as if the pistol had not been aimed at all. The gunshots frightened everyone in the room and fled, except for two dedicated photographers who were obsessed with the scoop that came to the door.

The pistol bullet hit Roy right in the waist and abdomen, and the bullet was embedded in the armor, and although it didn't penetrate through, the impact rushed into him domineeringly. But he didn't stop at all, and continued to rush head-on.

Approaching in front of Farrell, less than half a meter from the tip of his nose, the trigger was pulled, the gun shell whistled, and the fire flashed. Almost just before the trigger was pulled, Roy's head flashed away, and he grabbed the barrel with one hand while staggering the bullet, and grabbed the gun with a grappling technique.

Farrell's left foot lifted as if he was about to kick, but the intention was seen through before he could do so. As soon as his left foot left the ground, Roy stepped him back with a predetermined kick, and at the same time completed the action of grabbing the gun without stopping, snatching the gun with his hand, and skillfully unloading the magazine.

Farrell took advantage of this gap to take a step backwards, making room to raise his gun and shoot again, but unexpectedly, Roy raised his hand and threw out the magazine he had just unloaded as a dart. The magazine swirled in the air and approached, and Farrell reflexively dodged the opening of the film in shock, and the sound of the magazine rubbing against the air almost passed by his ears.

The moment Farrell dodged sideways, Roy strode on, swinging his fist towards the left side of his face. Farrell's pupils contracted rapidly, and in a hurry, he raised another gun and shot Roy away. But Roy lunged up headlong and struck the bullet with the armor on his shoulder. The near-zero distance shot, the bullet could pierce the armor, half of it was submerged in the body, the severe pain made him can't help but bare his teeth, and his entire left arm was cold and numb.

But his hand movements remained the same, and his right fist slammed into Farrell's cheek.

"You think wearing this stuff will turn you into Batman?" Roy yelled, his knee hit the opponent in the abdomen after the punch, "You think you even have a chance to replace him?" Let me tell you......"

"That's never going to happen!"

As he shouted, he threw a punch into Farrell's face with all his might, and under the effect of his strengthened arm, he flew upside down in the air, smashing through the glass window behind him, and the cloak spread out like two huge wings.

Farrell rolled on the outer roof several times before he could stop, the armor on his mouth was cracked, half of it had fallen off into countless iron slags, and the blood in that mouthful could be seen through the cracks.

Farrell fell to the ground and struggled for a moment, as if he had finally lost his strength completely.

Roy stood in front of the broken window, gasping for a moment.

After a long time, a reporter boldly came up and asked, "The ...... Winged Knight...... Mr? Can you tell us about what happened tonight...... Well...... The following statement was issued...... Something like that? ”

Roy stared at him, thinking for a moment.

"Cameras ready." Unexpectedly, he said, "I have something to say." ”

A minute later, the Imperioss appeared on all the TV screens in the city.

"A short time ago, the knights who belonged to our city fell." Roy looked at the camera and said, "It's bad news for the city, for everyone in it." We were lost and grieved by it, but we can't let it stop us. ”

"Batman had hoped that I would take his cape, but I didn't think that would be a wise thing to do. During this time, many people have also tried to be him, but that can't be. Because he's Batman, unique, and irreplaceable, I can't, and neither can anyone else. ”

"But people can be killed, but thoughts cannot, and hope cannot. I'm not going to try to usurp that cloak, it's his glory. But at the same time, I will not disappoint him, or the rest of the city who are willing to believe in the light and still hold on. So today, on behalf of myself, the Winged Knights, I want to tell all the citizens that your days of fear at work and school are over! And as for the self-righteous criminals, if you think Batman is dead and can't find anything to fear, then fear me! ”

Gotham Police Department, by the time this passage was spoken, Chief Gordon had silently walked to the top floor and pulled back the curtain on the searchlight.

Fire-red beams are projected into the sky, and the winged knight's marker becomes the center of the Gotham night sky.

What the city needs is a symbol, like this one hanging in the sky. (To be continued.) )