At Gordon's house, Barbara was by the window of her room, and the red-haired gentle girl was holding a silver-gray fighting stick in her hand.

The thing had bat-like emblems at both ends of the head, and blue high-voltage electricity pulsed on it.

She looked through the window into the backyard.

In the darkness, she pressed the frames of her black-rimmed glasses, causing the lenses to shake like night vision devices, reflecting several men in black with weapons on their backs climbing over the wall, and in the courtyard next to them, there were also men in black moving fast like ninjas.

There were quite a few people coming, at least thirty!

"They're really haunted by Mason, and the ghost is still lingering."

Barbara's gentle face showed a hint of disgust, then she picked up a silver-gray earphone and stuffed it into her left ear, and whispered:

"Bat Network Security Access Code 0274, codenamed 'Oracle' requests communication to the Bat Cave, which reads as follows: Alfred, Gordon's House has been hacked.

Please support immediately! ”

But Barbara was only answered by a busy sound in her headphones.

This made the former bat girl's face change slightly, and this group blocked the signal in advance?

It's so professional.

It is worthy of being the source of all Assasin legends.

But this is not a problem for a former superhero, Barbara retreats to the side of the bed, opens the drawer of the bedside table, and takes out a portable bat flare gun and carries it in her arms.

Since communication can't be used, let's set off a big firework.

Barbara took a deep breath, took the stick apart and shrunk it up and hid it in her wheelchair, took out a few batdars and pinched them in her hand, and quietly opened the door to the room.

At the same moment, several smoke bombs broke through the window and threw them into the room, mixed with a flashbang, and the experienced Barbara immediately pushed the wheelchair around.

But his ears still hurt from the shock flashbang that erupted.

In the pungent smoke, several figures burst in, and rushed towards the girl in the wheelchair with neat movements, but in the muffled gunshots that followed, the fastest one fell to the ground as if he had been hit by an invisible punch.

A large wound in the heart meant that the stealthy gunslinger had begun to harvest, and the reason for not hitting the head was that Mason didn't want to splash dirt on Barbara.

Although the headshot is cool, it is too cumbersome to clean up in the follow-up.

The black-clad men who were attacked immediately dispersed, but to no avail.

Mason, hidden in his invisibility cloak, stood idly in the smoke, shooting them one by one with a slender crit shotgun less than ten meters away.

By the time Barbara's senses recovered, all that was left of the room was a corpse except for her.

This surprised the former bat girl, who had thought it was just an exaggerated description when she had heard her father say that Mason was good at marksmanship.

But tonight can be regarded as seeing "real kung fu".

"I seriously suspect that my dad is blind, and this is not something that can be summed up by just three words of 'good marksmanship'."

Barbara covered her mouth and nose and pushed the wheelchair out of the front door and rushed out of the house, glancing back at the body of the man in black and the very rhythmic gunfire that rang out in the backyard.

Unhurried.

Just from the rhythm, you can imagine a 17-year-old young man hiding in the shadows and pulling the bolt of a gun, harvesting these black-clad killers one by one in an indifferent and merciless gaze.

"Bang"

The former bat girl raised her hand and shot the flare in her arms into the sky, like a firework, red light flew into the sky and exploded, converging a bat sign under the dark clouds.

At the moment when this thing lit up, the members of the Penguin Gang who were hiding at the front street also screamed and rushed over again.

But three of them were knocked over head-on by Barbara's batarts.

With her wheelchair to move, she may not be able to deal with the assassins of the League of Assassins, but it is not a big problem to bully these gangsters.

"Huh"

Barbara held the stick and twisted her hands.

The silver-gray stick swirled and pulsed with blue electricity, illuminating the eager eyes of the hidden hero, now codenamed "The Oracle."

As for the pistols in their hands ...

No kidding!

After she was shot by the Joker, Batman custom-made her a wheelchair and a set of bulletproof underwear.

The small-caliber bullet was no deterrent to her.

After all, it's an exaggeration to say that this sister's underwear is bulletproof!

While Barbara fights in the front yard, the battle in the backyard invaded by the Assassin League's Men in Black is even more intense, with bullets flying and Men in Black falling to the ground at all times, but these killers are completely unable to catch traces of the enemy.

They could neither see who was shooting nor have difficulty capturing the trajectory of the bullet.

Even with smoke grenades, he couldn't block the other party's aiming, like a ghost shuttling through the night, and the person he was targeting didn't even want to leave this ordinary courtyard.

Mason was shooting on the move, firing a shot to change places so as not to be caught ballistic counterattack.

Wearing an invisibility cloak, he walked a meter in front of a vigilant black-clothed killer hiding by the courtyard wall, and gave him another shot.

In this way, another unlucky guy died in Huangquan.

Losing a third of his men in just a few minutes made the captain of the man in black feel bad.

He immediately gave the order to retreat.

A large number of smoke grenades were thrown out to cover the guys' rapid retreat, but the Combat Assist's free aiming frame still accurately locked onto every target in Mason's vision.

He didn't chase it.

Instead, he bent down and took a few grenades from the waist of the headless corpse next to him, adjusted the throwing curve in front of him, pulled the latches and threw them out one by one, and with a few explosions, he blocked the way for the men in black to retreat, and then picked up an assault rifle and knocked down several with a shuttle of bullets.

Shooting to Lv3 has made Mason's skills begin to change qualitatively, and coupled with his incredible hands in any situation, the hit rate even in consecutive shots has been greatly improved.

He didn't intend to let go of these men in black, and he ran away to cause trouble for himself.

However, after firing three times in a row in the backyard, while Mason was reloading the critical shotgun, the invisibility cloak he was wearing suddenly fluctuated slightly, and the magic wrapped around it began to fade rapidly.

The blood-stained curse effect of the invisibility cloak was triggered at this point, causing Mason to frown, and in the next moment, he was exposed to the eyes of the men in black who were already a little flustered.

"He's there!"

A man shouted, and then bullets whizzed.

The young man hid in the corner of the wall with a sliding shovel and did not panic at all. He knew it wasn't reliable when he got his hands on the cloak, and his experience at Hogwarts had taught him how to fight.

He hid there and did not attack blindly, but held the double-barreled crit cannon on his waist, breathing steadily while waiting patiently.

A few seconds later, several figures rushed out from both directions at the same time.

They raised their guns and wanted to shoot, but Mason moved faster.

Triggering [Quick Draw Gun] at close range made the young man's shooting speed lightning fast, and the two gunshots exploded almost at the same time, and the four men in black who rushed out in two directions were sieveed by the 16 scorching steel balls of the two deer bullets.

"They're almost thirty people here, and now not counting the four, they're up to six people."

Mason squatted back to his hiding place like a senior sixth, took off the invisibility cloak and stuffed it into a bag, folded the hand cannon and filled it with a large deer bullet, and calculated in his mind:

"If you're lucky, trigger another wave of quick draws to end the fight. Old K's 'special training' that took me to the wizarding world really worked, look how good I am now.

Well, by the way, there's this goodie! ”

The young man pulled out two small gray vials from his bag, containing a viscous liquid like mercury, potions he and the Kite Man had found in the ruins of Hogwarts, which had never been useful.

Mason stared at it, and a label quickly popped up on the light curtain:

Petrochemical potion

Quality: Excellent alchemy items, standard craftsmanship

Effect: Causes all living creatures that come into contact with the potion to quickly petrify for a short period of time, and the effect lasts for 120 minutes.

Status: Drawings have been included

Item description: The secret to boiling the soup is to add a little poisonous mushrooms and an old heel...

Mason smiled and tossed the bottle up and down in his hand.

After waiting for a few seconds, he didn't see the man in black attacking, so he glanced back, and the free aiming frame in the field of vision accurately marked the location of the remaining six people through the wall.

They huddled together as if they were discussing how to make a surprise move.

The young man took a deep breath and jerked out of his hiding place, smashing the petrified potion into the heads of the men in black along the throwing curve in his vision, and then raised his sniper as he fell to the ground.

Sniper mode locks aim in one go.

There was a thud of gunshots, and the parabolic gray vial exploded in the air.

Crystals splashed everywhere and rained down on the sticky potion like mercury.

The six men in black who gathered together were suddenly spilled by the splashing potion, they thought it was poison but there was no pain, but the "ghost boy" who had been hiding took the initiative to rush out, which made the captain of the men in black happy, grabbed the pistol and was about to shoot.

As soon as he raised his hand, he saw a layer of gray material spread up his arms and legs like a spreading shadow.

Everywhere it went, it was losing all sense of sensation.

Five of his subordinates, like him, were petrified into anthropomorphic "sculptures" in a panicked blink of an eye.

Mason got up from the ground with his gun, patted the grass clippings on his body, and walked out of the backyard of the Gordon House to smash the stone statues one by one.

As he walked, he pulled out the Eagle of Sujie behind him and said:

"I swear, when I'm free, I'll make hundreds of petrified potions for self-defense, it's not much better than a noisy and dangerous grenade?"

"Huh"

A dark shadow streaked across the night sky behind Mason, not affecting the young man's movements, and he walked up to several stone statues of various shapes, staring at their expressions of surprise and fear.

Shaking his head, he swung his sword with the hilt of a gorgeous golden eagle.

At this moment, a prompt lit up:

"Into combat mode..."

"Ding"

Mason turned around and slashed the hidden weapon thrown behind him with the blade of his sword, and the thing landed on the ground that was stuck in front of the young man's eyes, causing him to frown.

A standard batrang.

In the darkness of the night in front of him, the familiar figure leaped from the eaves of Gordon's house.

Shroud the cool, understated black armor in the swaying and sliding of the black cloak, revealing only the bat logo on the chest and the golden combat belt.

The man strolled towards Mason in a very oppressive manner, his majestic chin beneath the bat's helmet that seemed to reveal dissatisfaction with the corpse-strewn battlefield beside him.

"Barbara has asked for help, you should wait for help."

Batman stood ten paces away from Mason and said in his trademark husky voice:

"You're just a kid."

"So what?"

Mason frowned and looked at the Batman in front of him.

He always felt that the person in front of him was a little weird, so he retorted to Batman's words:

"You didn't come until ten minutes after they stormed Gordon's house, and if I hid, who was going to fend off these horrible creatures?

That little cutie in a wheelchair? ”

Batman fell silent.

Unable to refute Mason's words, he skipped the topic and looked at the six "stone sculptures" behind him, and a few seconds later, he added:

"You have a way to capture them alive, but you have to harvest them with bullets... You remind me of a familiar man, determined, decisive and ruthless. ”

"I'm not you, I don't have a set of invulnerable armor and a super martial art that knocks over a hundred people empty-handed without breathing, all I have is this gun in my hand and some gadgets I snatched from the wizard."

Mason lowered his head and lowered his sword again.

He didn't seem to have any intention of arguing with Batman, so he took off his side gun and made a "please" gesture to Batman.

It means that since you are here, it is up to you to wrap it up.

Batman didn't care about that, he stepped forward to the six stone sculptures, and as he passed Mason, the young man's eyes glanced behind him.

"This looks like some kind of magic..."

Batman stood in front of the stone statue to take a closer look, and behind him, Mason quietly raised Sujay's Eagle and slashed at his neck in the next second.

"Bell"

Batman reacted quickly, waved his left arm and ejected the shark tooth knife on the brawling gauntlet, accurately jamming the sword that Mason had chopped off, and he scolded:

"You're crazy!"

"You're not Batman at all! Who are you! ”

The young man scolded, took a step back and drew his sword, and at the moment when the guy in front of him swung his fist, he learned the movements of Old K and flipped the blade of the sword when he swung the sword.

A dazzling light refracted from the blade of Su Jie's Eagle and exploded, and such a short distance of surprise made the "Batman" in front of him instantly enter a state of blindness and vertigo.

He also reacted quickly, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the three batarang in different directions, but the next moment, he was kicked down by Mason.

The guy is still fighting back.

Even when he was blind, he didn't wander around, relying on his extremely good blind fighting skills to knock the cold blade away, but then the second bottle of petrified potion was mercilessly slapped at the guy's feet.

The crystal bottle shattered with a thud.

The fake Batman was petrified in place in a comical posture that looked like he was about to jump, and before he could be fully petrified, Mason pulled the Bat's helmet off his face.

What catches your eye is a handsome face, chic black bangs and a pair of gentle blue eyes.

Quite a little white-faced temperament.

He looked at Mason as if trying to explain something.

But before he could say anything, a layer of gray rock covered his handsome face, turning him into a "charming" male statue.

"Mason! No, what did you do? ”

Barbara Gordon, who had been teaching the Penguin gangsters in the front yard, also rushed into the backyard in a wheelchair, startled by the sight of corpses strewn in front of her, and then looked at the petrified fake Batman across the street.

Now the gentle big sister is not gentle at all.

She angrily pushed the wheelchair over, stared at Mason and said:

"Why did you turn my boyfriend like this? Are you a wizard besides a gunslinger? ”

"Is this your boyfriend?"

Mason grinned, and hurriedly reassured:

"Don't worry, Barbara, I can make an antidote, I just need some ingredients. But I don't blame me, who made this guy pretend to be Batman and teach me a lesson? ”

"How did you find out?"

Barbara, who was in a wheelchair, breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that petrification could be lifted, and then she curiously pushed her black-rimmed glasses and said:

"It's not once or twice that Grayson replaced Batman's night watch, but it's not been revealed so quickly."

"First of all, Batman doesn't talk so much nonsense!"

Mason snorted and played with the bat helmet in his hand, looked at the petrified handsome guy in front of him, and said faintly:

"Secondly, the master's ass is not so warped..."