Chapter 62: Your mission is to protect him, right?
Metropolis, the top floor of the Lex Group.
"What are you going to do?" Luthor jumped to the ground.
"Go home, read a book, sleep." Arthur casually said perfunctory and turned to leave.
Luthor looked at it for a long time, his mind merging, and his eyes finally became determined, and he entered the Lex Group.
……
In downtown Gotham City, one of the most floored buildings stands 52 stories in the air.
Bite!
The elevator stopped on this floor, and Falcone, dressed in a white suit, stepped inside, took a few steps forward, and opened the door.
This floor is his home.
Press the switch, incandescent lights up the house, change out of leather shoes, take off your blazer: "Honey, I'm back." ”
“……”
The lover who had come to greet him in the past, and if he didn't answer today, Falco chuckled in his heart, and an ominous premonition arose from the bottom of his heart.
Pull out the pistol in the leather bag hanging from the clothes rail, and release the insurance. Take a few steps back, lean against the door, and gently turn the doorknob to leave a gap.
After doing this, Falcone's white liner was already soaked with sweat, and he couldn't relax, and his wife still didn't know whether she was alive or dead.
With his right hand, he opened a shoebox on the shoe cabinet, took out the alarm inside, and fumbled into the house.
!!!
A man sat on a single couch and his wife sat across from him, facing the door, looking terrified, when he caught a glimpse of Falcone's head poking out from behind the wall, his body shaking slightly.
"Long time no see, Falcone." Arthur didn't look back.
Falcone's expression was solemn, no longer hidden, and went around to his side, aiming the pistol at Arthur's head: "What do you want to do." ”
Arthur: "Pray, may God bless you." ”
Falcone caught a glimpse of the Bible on the coffee table, was silent for a moment, and motioned for his wife to leave the couch and move closer to him.
He didn't believe Arthur's: "Did Paul tell you my address?" How did he know? ”
His position is kept in absolute secrecy.
"No, it was God who brought me here." Arthur said.
Indeed, Paul told him.
It is a mystery why Paul knew Falcone's address.
Seeing his wife back behind him, Falcone kindly reminded: "The price you paid for assassinating the mayor is beyond your imagination." ”
"Assassination?" Arthur smiled: "Just you? ”
"What is the purpose?" Falcone asked slowly.
"Not so long ago, the queens of the two countries were attacked by terrorists, you know what. Lord Falcone. ”
"Terrorist attack." He pondered it again and again and said with concern: "Is Her Majesty injured?" Or..."
"You can rest assured that Her Majesty is fine." Arthur interrupted, "That's not the point, the point is, the people behind them. ”
The idea hit him in the head.
"Behind," said Falcone, "I don't understand. ”
"No, you understand." Arthur turned his head to look, and the woman was startled, and shrank behind Falcone, not daring to look at him: "The dark side of Gotham City, there is a mysterious organization hidden, they think they are gods, the maintainers of order, in charge of everything. ”
Falcone's eyes narrowed slightly, clenched his pistol, and pretended to be confused: "You mean Batman?" He was indeed a threat. Rooted in Gotham, he secretly controls all the dark forces......"
Arthur retracted his gaze, his eyes calm: "Beware of the Owl Court, always keep an eye on your travels." Peeking into Gotham City in the dark, hidden in a low-walled attic..."
He paused: "This is what the terrorists who attacked Her Majesty not long ago got it. ”
"Tong ...... Nursery rhymes should not be taken seriously. Falcone's throat was dry: "The terrorists want this fake owl organization to divert the attention of the public. So as to achieve the purpose of getting out. ”
"I grew up in Gotham, and in all my years in politics, I've never heard of the so-called Owl Court."
"According to rumors, the Owl Court is made up of a number of rich people in Gotham who have nothing to do, I don't know..."Arthur said, "Mayor Falcone, is he a rich man, has he ever received an invitation from it." ”
"This guy insists he knows the Owl Court." A drop of sweat slid down Falcone's forehead, and he said secretly in his heart: "Damn, why hasn't the escort come yet." ”
He did receive an invitation to the Owl Court, but he did not opt in.
Rather, take the form of cooperation.
Falcone: "What are you talking about..."
Arthur: "That's it." ”
Falcone spoke extremely quickly, and his voice increased significantly: "I didn't receive it!" I don't even know what exactly you want to do, what mental illness do you have?! Delusion? Give me to leave my home! ”
Crash!
Several figures smashed into the glass, and they rushed straight towards Arthur, blades in their hands, glowing in the light.
Sa!
In the blink of an eye, the intruders were all wiped out, their necks were abnormally bent, and they were obviously hit by a huge force, and they fell to the ground along with the broken glass.
Falcone broke out in a cold sweat and subconsciously retreated half a step back to protect his wife, and the warrior he was proud of died in an instant.
Behind him, his wife's legs were weak, and she grabbed his arm tightly, wanting to scream but couldn't scream.
Crouching down, Arthur ripped off the owl mask of one of them: "Now, the evidence is conclusive, Fa R Ko Nei. ”
"You don't want to get from me..."
"No, no, no, don't be in a hurry to say big things just yet." Arthur dodged above him, looked down on him, and smirked, "I won't kill you yet." ”
"But your family, maybe."
Falcone swallowed and looked back at his wife, only to see her shaking her head and pleading eyes.
"I'm sorry." He turned around and hugged his wife, and after a few gunshots, a bloody hole appeared in her back, bullets piercing her body, and blood spilling across the white walls.
"Awesome." Arthur said subconsciously.
actually got rid of the troubles with his own hands, he is a ruthless person.
Falcone put his wife down, blood on his hands, tears in his eyes, turned his head sharply, raised his gun to shoot.
"Ahh
Screams echoed through the room, and Falcone's palms fit perfectly with the pistol. Arthur whispered like a demon, "Kill your own wife with your own hands, Falcone, you have shown me your determination."
Little Falcone, can you still do it? ”
"You killed my wife." He gasped, his eyes bloodshot, and he held back the pain: "You will pay!" ”
"Tut-tut-tut- ”
With a fixed gaze, he reached out and grabbed his cheek and lifted him off the ground: "Suicide? Only the cowardly will commit suicide. ”
"Oh." Arthur thought, "Are you trying to take revenge on me by borrowing the U.S. government?" ”
Falcone squeezed Arthur's arm with both hands and said with difficulty, "You won't succeed..."
"I actually have another very easy way to get you to say the truth." Arthur said, "But I don't want to." ”
Obey the lasso.
Boom!
The arm shattered with a sharp blade, and the owl court talon reacted quickly and threw a smoke bomb, which Arthur grabbed at random and tossed aside.
"Immortal? Or is it super healing? ”
"......" The man didn't say a word.
"Dumb." Arthur clamped Falcone, shifted direction, and stood between the two: "Your task is to protect him, right?" ”