The Winged Knight was the first to rush forward and fight the mirror. Nightwing took two steps back and whispered to Bruce, "Are you okay?" ”

Bruce nodded, "I'm fine, but this young man needs medical attention." I've already called and emergency services are on the way. ”

Nightwing said, "You take him to a safe place first, Mr. Wayne." We'll take care of it here. ”

Apparently he wasn't used to being called that way, and "Mr. Wayne" was rather awkwardly called.

Bruce didn't say much, and left the battlefield first with the young man on his shoulders.

One thing that must be admitted, this guy called "Mirror" is very strong. His fighting skills are naturally excellent, but that alone isn't enough. His physical strength and durability and amazing strength must be a talent to reach this point, and people with poor natural conditions may not be able to reach his level no matter how much they exercise.

The winged rider cautiously dodged the mirror's attack, seizing the opportunity to counterattack. But his fists and feet landed on the thick armor of this mirror, and people can basically say that they are not moving, unless it is a vital attack, there is no harm at all. But the key point is carefully protected by the mirror, and there is almost no space to break through.

However, the winged knight had to be forced to parry an unavoidable punch from the opponent, and the arm that was blocking was so sore and numb that he lost consciousness for a while.

This guy is simply too strong to be human.

Suffering from an all-round disadvantage, Nightwing pulled out his twin sticks in time to join the battle, and the situation suddenly reversed.

Nightwing was one of Batman's earliest disciples, and he was already extremely proficient in the techniques that Batman had taught him, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he had obtained the true biography of Batman. In addition, he was originally born in the family of the circus "Flying Grayson", and he is also very accomplished in the juggling skills of flying cornices and walls. So Nightwing blended juggling skills into the fighting skills that Batman taught him, and derived his unique set of playing styles that pay more attention to flexibility and agility, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Nightwing and Winged Knight's flanking attack made the Mirror's defenses suddenly a little stretched. Of course, the cooperation between the winged knight and the nightwing is not skillful and tacit, but after all, it is two against one, even if the mirror can resist a few more times with its rough skin and thick flesh, it will eventually be exhausted when it falls.

If nothing else, the mirror will be subdued in less than a minute. Nightwing and Wing ride clearly, and the mirror itself knows this better.

But suddenly, he snatched a hard-won gap and freed his hand to pull open his wide cloak.

The golden light instantly occupied the retina of the winged rider, like a ball of fire piercing the eyeball. His eyes suddenly flickered, his sense of direction suddenly confused, and his movements involuntarily stopped.

But he had realized what was going on in his electric effort.

It's a mirror. This guy who calls himself a mirror hides a variety of mirrors with different angles and materials hidden in his cloak. The Bentley that Bruce Wayne had just ridden in was still on, even though it had fallen to the ground. The mirror had just focused the light on the enemy's face with the help of a pile of mirrors hidden in his cloak, causing a momentary near-blindness.

In the fast-paced offense and defense, such a moment of visual paralysis can be fatal. The wingrider felt the worst knee in his stomach in his life, almost causing him to churn out the only food he had in his stomach today.

The wingrider was hit hard and slid several meters away. After a few seconds, he got up and noticed that Nightwing was worse than him in those few seconds.

It seems that because of the brief encounter that Nightwing was a greater threat, the mirror took advantage of the moment he couldn't see to chase Nightwing after creating a momentary opportunity to do so. Hit several times by his strange fist, Nightwing felt like his bones were about to fall apart in just a few seconds.

The winged rider quickly caught up with the rescue. Of course, the mirror would not ignore him, and immediately left a weak-tempered Nightwing to turn back to him.

As soon as the Winged Knight raised his hand, three small balls were thrown in front of the opponent, and the lotus flower that exploded the three smoke screens in a "poof" way, the same equipment used in the last time the two of them fought, and had the effect of confusing and intimidating the opponent and causing visual obscuration.

Then, with the help of the moment when the opponent's vision was obscured by fireworks, the Winged Knight rolled sideways and then jumped up, swooped on the back of the mirror, grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and pressed the miniature thruster that had been pinched in his hand with the other hand towards the other party.

No matter how stable the opponent is and how strong his physique is, it is impossible to resist the horsepower of the thrusters.

But halfway through his hand, the mirror gripped his wrist with terrible precision, and pulled him over his shoulder from behind to the ground in front of him with brute force. Then, without waiting for a second of panting, the mirror jerked him up again, and the powerful arm locked on his throat, and the tremendous force tried to squeeze his throat like pincers.

"Who do you think I am!? Do you think the same move will work for me a second time!! The mirror roared in Wingrider's ear, a gruff sound that nearly shattered his eardrums through the mask.

As the first anti-narcotics agent, Mirror's ability to learn and adapt is also very fast. The last time in the hospital, the Winged Knight successfully covered his attack with a blindfolded firework bomb, and this time the opponent learned to deal with this trick.

"Of course I know who you are." The deep voice, which had been processed by the voice changer, was released from the squeezed throat at the moment, and it was even more hoarse, "Jonathan Mills, we've been to your house and know what happened to you. ”

"You know? Did you know? Self-righteous guys, how can you possibly know what it's like to see your family scorched in front of you! Mirror's emotions seemed to be ignited by the words of the winged rider, and roared angrily, "The most painful thing is that after all this, I can't even die with my family!" Since then, I have understood that it is a curse that God has given me this miracle, and that people long for miracles to happen to them, but they do not know that the miracle is simply God's negligence, the most terrible torture for mankind, so I have to correct God's mistake! ”

The strength on the mirror's hand became a little heavier: "Since you are going to stand in the way of my execution of the mandate of heaven, then I have to get rid of you." God will understand my actions. ”

"Sounds convincing." The Winged Knight said in a hoarse voice, "But who told you I didn't have a Plan B?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his right foot slammed on the nightwing's electric baton lying quietly on the ground, and the short stick jumped into his hand as if it were spiritual. In an instant, the power is turned on to the maximum power, and without looking at it, it is like a stab in the head behind him.

"Ahhh!!h

The mirror screamed, and the blue electricity released from the stick, swimming all over his body like a snake, and of course, inevitably spreading to the winged knight's black armor.

In an instant, the mirror fell, and black smoke was still emitting from all over the body.

The Winged Knight fell to his knees a little exhausted, threw his stick aside, and greedily gulped for oxygen to his lungs.

"What a brilliant plan." Nightwing finally regained the strength to get up, and when he stood up, his steps were still vague, "How did you use my weapon?" I don't think I've ever shown it to you, have I? ”

"It's not a complicated thing, I'm just observing." The wingrider gasped and replied, "During the battle just now, I noticed that the usual power of your electric baton had no effect on this big man's armor, so I increased the power. My armor manual told me that the maximum current it could handle was 50,000 volts, and I was glad it was of excellent quality. ”

"Of course, Wayne's products must be high-quality." Nightwing smiled, paused, and added, "You're good. ”

"Thank you." The Wingrider accepted unceremoniously, and then replied, "You too." ”