"A week ago, Chief Gordon had officially acknowledged his partnership with the Winged Knight on behalf of the Gotham Police. After the construction of the Biquge.infogcpd building was completed, the winged knight searchlight was moved to the top of the building. The crime rate in Gotham has steadily decreased since the beginning of the week, the army has withdrawn from Gotham, and the curfew has been officially lifted the night before. Does this mean that, after a long period of hell, Gotham has finally ushered in our own lamp of hope? ”

“...... Now we see the scene of the fire between the two major gangsters last night. It could have been much more serious, but according to one of them, the Winged Knight and his friends arrived at the scene before their fire spread, subdued them in the shortest possible time, and they were already behind when the police arrived at the scene, but the situation was fully controlled......"

"Turn off that damn TV." A thug unloading from a train complained about the tunnel.

Another thug put down the heavy crate in his hand and walked straight up and turned off the TV.

They were in an empty warehouse, unloading goods down from a truck. There were no lights on in the warehouse, so I couldn't see the number of people, but it looked like there were more than ten or twenty people.

"I say......" the thug hesitated for a moment, then said, "...... This guy seems to be playing for real, the city is like it has just experienced a carnival, but now the dream suddenly wakes up. ”

Another thug said: "It's not necessarily a bad thing, we had to fight in the streets almost every day a few days ago, and people were shot every day, who knows when the blood hole will be printed on your head?" At least now, we don't have to tie our heads to our belts every day, do we? ”

"Don't be so unproductive, you don't want to do something big or something? The other day the city was full of opportunities, and anyone had a chance to rise up and become king, but now? It's like going back to being controlled by that bat, shrinking your head every night to watch out for every shadow you pass. ”

"You know what? I've met winged knights once. One said with pride in his tone.

"Oh? Tell me, what is he like? ”

"I'm not sure, he looked ...... at the time It's jerky. That was a year ago, and I think maybe he just didn't have a long career in the industry. ”

"The result? You've got him? ”

“...... No, I had my femur shattered by him. ”

"Haha, I know."

"Hey, do you remember this little thing?" Another pulled out a small monitor with an electronic map of every detail of the streets and alleys of Gotham, "The device used to monitor where Batman is?" ”

"Remember, when someone finds Batman, they will upload the coordinates in time so that the whole city can know how far away the bat is. But he's dead, isn't he? ”

"I've heard some smart guys have tweaked it." The man laughed, "Now this thing doesn't monitor the position of the old bat, now it can be used to monitor the Winged Knight." As before, as soon as someone sees that damn red bat mark, upload it right away, and we'll be able to get hold of ......"

When he said this, he was stunned.

The ethereal infernal red bat sign on the screen was only half a street away from them, where the Winged Knight had just been seen.

"Uh...... I said it must be a coincidence. He had a bad premonition, and a cold sweat broke out on his back, "Maybe...... Maybe he just happened to be passing by? ”

A crisp, smiling female voice rang out from the darkness above them, "Or maybe he's hiding in the shadows of this warehouse, waiting to kick your ass." ”

Everyone was taken aback and hurried to follow the prestige. I saw that the winged knight was really standing on the top of the truck with such a blank face, the bat girl who had just spoken was squatting on the edge of the box with a shallow smile, and the black bat standing behind him pulled his five fingers "kala", as if preparing for activities.

"It's really him!" Someone was the first to shout, "Shoot!" ”

Everyone put down their work for the first time, and there was a burst of random sweeping in the direction of the three people when they lifted their guns.

While the three of them each flew to one side and jumped up, Roy waved his arm and threw out two smoke bombs, and the thick black smoke suddenly obscured the vision.

The smoke screen spread, and the three figures sank in different directions like stones thrown into the water. Soon the smoke was stirred into chaos, and the sound of blows and bones being smashed was sandwiched between the thinning of the gunfire, and the screams and shouts of killing merged into a stream.

"I said," said Barbara, as she put her legs together as she kicked down a thug who couldn't be found, "was it my delusion, or was it just me talking during the fight?" Shouldn't I feel embarrassed? ”

"Batman feels that talking can distract his enemies." Roy said as he dealt with enemies from three directions at once, "You can keep going." ”

On the edge of the smoke screen, a bandit quickly rushed out and fled.

"Somebody escaped over there." Barbara said, "He's got a good guy, I guess that's what we're targeting, right?" ”

"I'm chasing."

Kassandra, who had always been stingy with words, uttered the only word she had ever spoken, and flew over the heads of several thugs, chasing them.

The man who escaped was no small man, his name was Meksen Toth, a first-rate killer who had come for a business. He thought that after Batman's death, business on Gotham's side would be much better, and he would definitely be able to make a fortune with his skills, but this didn't seem to be the case. He arrived in Gotham only a day before the Winged Knight came to his door.

As far as he sprinted in the direction of the road, a black shadow flipped over his head. Kassandra landed in front of him, crouching and turning her head, her eyes as sharp as knives.

Not a winged knight, fine. At least this girl looks quite thin physically, so it shouldn't be too difficult to deal with...... At least it shouldn't be a problem to get out...... Right?

Meksen had one hand, and two sharp knives appeared in his hands like living creatures.

In any case, now he has no choice.

A minute later, Roy and Barbara, who had dealt with a warehouse mob, walked over unhurriedly. Not surprisingly, the "first-rate killer" had been tied up and sat on the ground like a dumpling, and Kassandra was leaning against the wall to one side, as if she hadn't even sweated a drop.

Roy walked straight up, "Meksen Toth, right?" Do you want to kill the drug dealer boss **** in this area? Who paid you? ”

"I don't know." Meksen said dryly, "I received the live through our dedicated website, and if you don't believe it, you can go to my browsing history." But do you really think that even if I knew, I would give you my employer information? Work ethic, bro. ”

"If you miss, who is likely to take this job again?"

"Who knows? Anyone who's noticed this single job on the site as much as I do. He said, looking Roy up and down, "I've heard that a kid named Wingknight has threatened to take over the old bat's class, and to be honest, I really want to see it when I come to Gotham this time." Well...... A little shorter than I expected. ”

"Really?" Roy chuckled and kicked him in the skull, knocking him unconscious. (To be continued.) )