Black bat wings hovered in the night sky, like a lingering ominous shadow. The Guardian of Gotham City swooped down to the ground, and in the howling night wind, he landed steadily at the top of the TV Tower.

Gotham City's buildings are both old and new, and in addition to the high-rise buildings built in the modern era, there are more old buildings from the last century. In terms of personal aesthetics, Bruce. Wayne doesn't hate buildings that look a little outdated, but rather the old-fashioned elegance is more in line with his aesthetic. For countless nights he walked through the rooftops, crouched on gargoyles older than his grandfather, and unconsciously caressed the dripping spouts that had been smoothed by centuries of wind and rain, feeling like he had become a part of them.

On the coldest nights, Batman occasionally becomes suspicious of his motives. What did you do to get on the path of masked vigilantes? Hate of evil? Revenge for your own selfishness? In every morning dream, he wrestled with the bottomless darkness, saw his parents being killed over and over again, and only felt a fleeting, fleeting sense of pleasure when he poured out his violence on the perpetrators in the night.

Maybe all the reasons are just excuses for themselves, and they will embark on this path because they love this, love to fly in the night sky in a nocturnal bodysuit, put themselves on the brink of life and death with carefully polished techniques, and let the hellish world sculpt themselves into an incomparable murder weapon, the highest level that human beings can achieve, and people who have reached peerless perfection in mind and skill.

Sometimes, Bruce. Wayne would think when he was alone. Why would God have created a perfect hero like Clark? His best friend, Superman from Krypton. The one who can single-handedly change the world. What he couldn't do in a lifetime was as simple as looking at the lines for that person. More than once. He tells Superman that if he had that extraordinary strength, the criminals of Gotham City would have fallen into the abyss from which they will never recover.

It was as if the heavens had deliberately created imperfect mutilations, and he did not have the strength of Superman, who did not approve of his reign of terror. This kind reporter from the alien is willing to be ordinary and obscures himself in front of the little reporter in the newspaper - Bruce. Wayne used to joke that he could buy the entire Planet Journal and promote him to editor-in-chief, or something. But Superman says it's not bad to be a little reporter who runs the news all day, at least not in the office. Buried in countless documents. Fundamentally, he and Superman are two completely different types of people.

The only son of a billionaire family, and the child of an ordinary peasant family.

In his heart, he was jealous of the ever-glorious Superman, because he knew that Superman could help a kid on the side of the road fix his bicycle and carry him home. But the Dark Knight of Gotham City will never be able to do such a thing, and the only thing he will do is fight evil. Never ceaseless to fight sin with black fear.

He will never be honest with Superman about his jealousy and hope for him. He believes that Clark is the one who can truly change this world with his great heart, far better than himself who can only hide in the dark.

Because he's Batman.

Retracting his thoughts, it was about six hours before dawn.

Twenty minutes ago, "Solomon" entered Gotham City TV. Before that, there were more than thirty of Scarecrow's men. "Sage" has been patrolling Gotham City with a satellite on his behalf, and the other party has not concealed his whereabouts at all, but swaggers into the TV station. For this initiative of the other side. Batman wasn't surprised. Television stations have been at the top of the list of municipal buildings that have been targeted by terrorists. Issued a declaration of terror. Or even promote the crazy logic of his own set of confused thinking......

He entered the building through a maintenance passage at the top of the building.

In addition to the normal optical field of view and the infrared field of view for scanning, the reconnaissance field built into the Batman helmet is actually a combination of satellite imagery and the security cameras of Wayne Enterprises. Therefore, Batman, who integrates all the reconnaissance devices, can find out the entire personnel distribution in the entire building in an instant.

There were about forty people on night duty at the television station, who were confined to many places on four floors in batches, and the task of rescuing the hostages was still above the defeat of Solomon. With this in mind, he began to clean up the building floor by floor.

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"He's coming." Su Jing sat in what looked like a live broadcast room, spinning in circles on the swivel chair, and next to him stood the scarecrow, the guy who always had a sack on his head was now hanging his hands, facing Su Jing respectfully.

After hearing this, the scarecrow couldn't help but ask, "Boss, how do you know the way?" ”

"Because I know Batman's habitual strategy, I've got sensors on all the ventilation ducts, ceilings, etc."

"But...... None of the sensors are coming from a signal. ”

"That's the problem. Your subordinates are walking around, and they will inevitably produce a response signal from the sensor. But it's been three minutes since the last signal was passed and there has been no response, so we can only say ...... He's already here. ”

"Where?!" The scarecrow immediately jumped to the try, "I'm going to take someone to kill him!" ”

"The fourth floor." Su Jing muttered, "Then he came in from the top of the building, exactly as I expected." Since we had a full ten kilograms of trigger-type explosives and automatic machine guns at the main entrance, he would never have walked through the front gate in the open, let alone that it would not have matched his personality. Based on his aptitude for walking in the dark, I'm guessing he entered either from the roof of a building or through an underground drain. ”

Scarecrows don't show a high level of intelligence in terms of strategy, and ironically, in contrast to their ability to use fear to control others, the scarecrows themselves are not tenacious. After half-believing Su Jing's Demon Hunting Worm "Dead Water", this master of spying on the mind soon experienced an unprecedented amount of powerful psychic power. Driven by the desire brought by the high power of power, he immediately began to counterattack His Highness Solomon—Su Jing deliberately did not tell him that he could directly control the Demon Hunting Worm. It was to leave him with a profound lesson, after five minutes of rolling the scarecrow in the deepest hell of horrors. Su Jing retracted his strength. The scarecrow who escaped death was eager to lick his boots clean, and immediately became a loyal lackey under his graceful means.

"We'll wait for him to free these hostages." Su Jing used the computer in the live broadcast room to play card games. Several of Scarecrow's men were busy debugging the signal, and the arrangements on the Penguin and Black Mask's side were almost complete.

Batman rescued the hostages faster than Su Jing imagined, and it only took him fifteen minutes for more than forty hostages on the four floors, almost not a second was wasted, and all the actions were swift and powerful, and extremely determined. Under the thunderous martial arts blows, a large number of scarecrows' men were effectively brought down by the black knights. And defusing the bomb didn't cost Batman anything.

Just as he had eliminated all the bandits, the PA device in the building suddenly went off.

Good evening, dear Batman. Here is your new friend. Solomon. 】

As these words sounded, the electronic advertising screens and all the televisions that were still on all the streets of Gotham City lit up, and the black figure flashing on those screens was the heroic appearance of Batrider.

[Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to pay 100,000 tribute to you. I'm sorry to wake you up from a sweet dream at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, but the upcoming play here is bound to be much better than a boring sleep time, so you are welcome to tune in to "Batman and Solomon", a new choreographed play. One might ask, who was Solomon? Then I can tell you. I am Solomon, the ghost of the old times who has risen from the dust of history, and I am walking in this black city with only one purpose. That is to destroy another ghost that belongs to the old era - Batman. 】

Bruce. Wayne quickly destroyed the camera tracking him with a batrang, but he knew it was too late.

[Dear Gotham City Knights.] Why don't you show your true face to the people you are guarding? You are doing such a glorious thing, but why are you forever hidden behind the black curtain? Yes. I get it, that's because you're never going to face the sun. Because your intimidation strategy requires you to be a grim reaper walking in the shadows, rather than an entertainment star fighting on a TV screen...... So, come up. I'm waiting for you in the live broadcast room on the fourth floor. 】

[From my personal point of view, fighting such a respectable opponent is an indispensable part, please allow me to be willful, because I prefer the traditional dramatic climax, in the fierce battle, both sides do their best, exert the last bit of strength, the winner watches the loser pass in his arms, turned into ashes. Inheriting the grief of the dead, the living move on, this is an unchangeable obsession, a paranoia about the color of fate - then, before facing me, our black hero, accept my test. 】

When he opened the door to the live broadcast room, Batman saw only explosives piled up throughout the room, and an inflatable doll sitting on a swivel chair. Five or six cameras pointed at him, broadcasting the momentary astonishment to every corner of the city.

[Act I: Explosion.] 】

With a bang, the entire TV station building slowly collapsed, and a large amount of explosives distributed over four floors turned into destructive flames under the operation of the second initiating device, shattering the foundation of the building and the load-bearing walls. In a precise blast, the man once named Batman is buried under the bricks.

In an inconspicuous van that was temporarily converted into a live broadcast room opposite the TV station, Solomon and the scarecrow pushed the car door and walked out, enjoying the explosion scene planned by them, and the three scarecrows' subordinates carried the camera around them for multi-angle filming, which was also the first time that the citizens of Gotham City saw the true face of "Solomon", the young man's delicate face and slightly evil facial features were as heroic as a jade statue in the light of the fire in the dark night.

[And then there's the second act.] 】

Su Jing turned to the camera and said, the microphone turned his words into a clear signal and broadcast it to the entire Gotham City. (To be continued......)