Thankfully, the child kidnapped by the killer crocodile was finally confirmed to be safe. Sure enough, he was locked in the innermost room, one hand handcuffed to a fence. He was still wearing the pajamas he had been robbed of, and he looked a little cold and frightened, but there were no skin injuries.

An agent with short red hair put away his submachine gun and strode towards the three vigilantes.

"Batman, Winged Knight, Batgirl." She greeted, "Hello. Although we can deal with this matter ......"

"This is my city." Batman interrupted coldly.

"Let me finish." The agent continued, "But you guys did a better job than me @ pig @ pig @ island @ novel ww.zzhdo.om. Now that the child is safe and the money has been saved, you couldn't have done better. ”

Behind her, another agent said cautiously, "Sir, money...... It's gone. ”

"What!?"

The red-haired agent was taken aback: "How is that possible?" ”

Batman activates the infrared imaging function of the helmet, and his eyes switch to a demonic fiery red.

"Someone took it while we were fighting." He said.

"No way, we've tracked the killer crocodile all the way here." The red-haired agent was sure, "We've completely sealed off this place, and no one can pass through our cordon. ”

"I can." Batman's tone was unemotional, striding out of the room, "And she can do it easily." ”

"She?" Puzzled but helpless to watch Batman leave,

The red-haired agent turned his head helplessly and asked the remaining two, "Do you know who he's talking about......"

Halfway through her words, she swallowed back, because she found that the other two people around her had disappeared.

Roy stepped onto the batmobile, and Barbara followed him, asking, "What's going on?" ”

"What else could it be? She? Roy replied casually. Started the engine of the batmobile.

"Selena?" Barbara also stepped into her locomotive and asked, "She's back to Gotham?" Then why don't you go ......"

Roy rolled his eyes, "What am I going to do?" It's just chasing someone, and this kind of laborious and mindless work is left to our Dark Knight. ”

"Uh...... Reasonable. ”

In the middle of Gotham, two black figures shuttled between the buildings, as if flying.

Catwoman carries that little suitcase full of bills on her back. Reach out and bounce nimbly between the buildings, dashing. Batman followed closely behind her, his cloak spreading like a black batwing in the wind as he jumped, making a flapping sound like wings flapping in the night wind.

"Catwoman!" He shouted.

Catwoman pinched the soft whip, her slender arms pulled hard, her body rolled softly, and she threw herself on the edge of the eaves of a tall building like a gymnast, and jumped on the roof lightly.

"Why are you so slow?" She asked, mockingly, as she ran.

Batman spreads his cape. The wind turned his cloak into a glider, carrying him like a real bat. As soon as he retracted his wings, he rolled over and jumped onto the roof, and chased after him quickly.

"I heard you're back in Gotham City."

"Your, observation......" Catwoman jumped from the other end, threw out her soft whip again, hooked the stone statue on the side of the tall building directly opposite, and jumped to the opposite building. …… It's really sharp. ”

Batman frowned.

Catwoman's interests are jewelry, museum collections, and heirlooms from the wealthy. That's her style. And stealing the ransom for the kidnapping? It's so unlike her that it's hard not to be suspicious.

The two of them grabbed the stone statue and jumped up to the outer edge of the previous floor, running along the outer edge that was not much wider than a foot, and then jumped again, repeating the pursuit.

"Do you like the view?" Catwoman giggled, "Hurry up and enjoy." You're only going to have to look at me tonight. ”

She's enjoying the chase, it's like a game. And although the Dark Knight will definitely not want to admit it, he actually enjoys it in his heart. It's an extremely rare pleasure in life as a Dark Knight, and Gotham is now their playground, with adrenaline as their fuel. It's a unique way of carnival for people like them. Running and chasing between the forests.

"Don't be so confident just yet." Batman's voice-changer voice is still hoarse and cold, but those who know him well enough can hear that this is already his relatively "sunny" voice.

The hook of the rope gun hung on the iron railing of a family's balcony, and Batman's rope contracted rapidly, and his figure ran straight towards Catwoman, who was throwing her soft whip again in mid-air and preparing to volley into position. He straightened his arms, his black gloves spread, and his five fingers looked like he was about to catch the slender legs of Catwoman's bodysuit.

However, in this instant, the fibers shot from the rope gun made a slight abnormal sound.

For a moment, even Batman had no idea that his special rope had been cut by someone.

Catwoman somersaulted gracefully and beautifully, half-crouched down to the top eaves of another house, and said, "Why don't you speak?" Batman? ”

And when she turned around, there was no one behind her.

In the night sky, a bat with folded wings falls.

Batman let go of the broken bat cord and struggled to adjust his body as he tried to turn around. With a "hula" in midair, the black cloak suddenly opened, fully bearing the buoyancy brought by the falling gale, significantly slowing down Batman's falling speed.

As long as it continues like this, it should be possible to land safely.

But that's not the end of the story. From a rooftop, at an angle, from someone's hand, a gun with a silencer shot a bullet silently, spinning at high speed and rushing towards the Dark Knight as he fell.

Hit!

Bullets came one after another, and Batman, who was powerless to dodge in mid-air, ate four or five shots in a row in an instant. While bulletproof armor prevented bullets from entering, the impact caused Batman to lose his balance like a fallen leaf in mid-air. U Reading Books (#46; uushucom) cloak was blown around the body by a strong wind, and it also lost its function of slowing down resistance.

There were still about four floors to go from the ground, and it was obviously too late to rebalance and use the cloak to slow down.

One last chance!

Almost without thinking, he grabbed the sculpture's head with precision and speed as he passed the demon sculpture along the fourth floor of the building next to him.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and it was the sound of his dislocated arm.

And then there was a louder sound, the scream of the sculpture being overwhelmed and torn off from the base.

His body betrayed him first, and then his city immediately after.

Smashing through a layer of wood, Batman fell hard into the icy alley.

We're all too old...

That was his last thought. (To be continued.) )