"Ding"

The elevator to the lowest underground level of Arkham Asylum opened, and a flood of well-trained black-clad warriors poured out, led by a bunch of keys.

The thing was still dripping blood.

It seems that the way he got it was not so peaceful.

The empty elevator behind him quietly closed without attracting the attention of the black warriors of the League of Assassins, and Mason in the elevator saw an iron door being opened under the cover of the invisibility cloak.

In a strange roar, a "humanoid crocodile" with its tail dragged its tail and walked out of it with a halter.

As the elevator doors closed completely and began to ascend, Dr. Hallie, who was covering his mouth, whispered in horror:

"That's a killer crocodile... Oh my God, what are they going to do?"

"Hasn't the Joker already revealed the answer?"

Mason watched the rising elevator floors as he pulled out his critical shotgun and pressed a specially marked magazine into the magazine at the rear.

In this troubled moment, his voice remained calm, and after pouring himself a soothing pill to keep himself in the calmest state, he said to Dr. Hallie in a tone of imminent concern:

"The Assasins, who want to destroy Gotham, are recruiting "temporary members" to use these dangerous cannon fodder to attract the attention of Gotham City's superheroes while carrying out their own damn Advent plan.

It seems that even after the definite abolition of Batman, they are still very jealous of the Bat family and the rest of the city.

Looks like I'm wrong about them.

It's not that they're not gutsy, they're just too steady.

Not bad.

Just do it, and finally I didn't make that kind of "next time"."

The young man drew his double-barreled hand cannon and fired a shot at the control panel of the elevator in front of him.

As Dr. Halle screamed, the rising elevator stopped immediately, and the emergency stop that popped up on all sides jammed in the elevator aisle, making a screeching sound, and the elevator finally came to a stop after several vibrations.

Mason took out his captain's suit from his bag, glanced at Harley Quezel, who was wrapped in an invisibility cloak like a quilt, and said to her:

"Turn around! Don't look, I'm going to change my clothes."

"Oh."

This will be the female doctor who has no master of the six gods and turned around obediently.

In this relatively wide medical elevator, Mason methodically took off his coat and shirt, folded it and put it in his bag, and said to Harley while putting on his gray suit:

"I'll send you out in a moment, you drive out of here and go to the Iceberg Bar to find a guy called Kite Man, and I'll contact him in advance to settle you.

Call the police by the way.

It's on the outskirts of the city, and Director Gordon doesn't necessarily get the news right away."

"Oh, what about you?"

Dr. Hallie struggled to calm herself down.

She would also be very pragmatic Mason took out a bottle of palliative in her pocket and took a sip, the fear quickly dissipating to calm her down.

She was very obedient and didn't look back.

But the smooth bulkhead of the elevator was like a mirror, allowing her to watch the whole process of Mason's change of clothes almost completely, and the young man's angular abdominal muscles and the astonishing muscle contours of his back made the female doctor swallow.

She suddenly felt a little hot.

Especially when you are alone in this confined space with a very reassuring boy.

"I've got my way out of here, so you don't have to worry about it."

Mason didn't notice Dr. Hallie's "peeping", and he put the overlay helmet on his head, activating the filtering mask and respirator in his mouth out of caution.

With a muffled breath, he picked up his gun and put a black silencer in front of him, taking out two bottles of petrified potion and stuffing them into Dr. Hallie's hands.

Say:

"If you are unfortunate enough to hit it, there is a high probability that this dress will be invalid, and you will meet a bad person

Throw them out."

"How can I tell who's bad?"

Hallie was on the verge of crying.

After Mason accidentally interrupts Harley Quinquin's career path, she returns to the role of a rational but delicate psychiatrist.

Although practicing gymnastics since she was a child has made her extremely flexible and not lacking in physical fitness, the first time she encountered this kind of Batman, she felt that it was tricky, and it still made the female doctor a little at a loss.

"Quite simply, the one who shoots you is the bad guy."

Mason said quietly, stepping forward and clasping the closed elevator door with both hands.

The "employee benefits" he got from upgrading in the Stars Club made him no longer a weak chicken high school student, and the experience of several fights also gave Mason the confidence to fight.

With both hands, he made the elevator door stuck between the first and negative floors, and first let Dr. Hallie climb out in his invisibility cloak, and then followed the open gap to the surface.

He had heard all sorts of grotesque screams and noisy gunfire echoing through the building he was in.

He had to get Harley out of here before things got any more trouble.

But the journey wasn't destined to be so smooth.

And almost at the same time as the chaos in Arkham Asylum, where Mason is located, there is also terrible chaos in Gotham City, starting with the city's iconic Wayne Building.

Several black SVs and three trucks rampaged down the street in front of the building, and heavily armed black-clad samurai streamed out of them.

The leaders and the rest of the group opened fire on both sides of the road, and the out-of-control vehicles quickly collided and were detonated by dropped bombs, and the flames set the streets chaotic.

The elite of the Assassin League moved quickly, leaving a group of men to stand guard outside the building to block the entrance, while the remaining armed men burst into the building in four groups, followed by gunfire.

Not only on the ground, but also in the sky, two black helicopters landed on the tarmac at the top of the Wayne Tower.

The hatch opened, and the Scarlet Knight, with his red helmet and mechanical suit, jumped out of it.

Holding a modular, high-tech rifle with four pistols and a row of multi-functional grenades in his combat belt, two straight-edged swords staggered behind his back, and two short knives for melee combat at the waist.

The group of black-clad warriors wasted no time.

They spread out like a stream of water as if they had been rehearsed countless times, and the group entered the top floor of the building from three directions.

The two helicopters took off again but did not go away, but circled around the Wayne Building, and the heavy machine guns mounted on the helicopters were aimed at the building and were ready to provide fire support.

Screams and explosions rang out in the building from time to time, and the headquarters of Wayne Industries was soon overrun by this group of uninvited guests.

But instead of hurting people too much, they gathered all the employees in the building in the middle of the building and detained them in a centralized manner.

As for the Scarlet Knight, who was the leader, he led the two team members to the office of the chairman of the board of directors of Wayne Industries in a rappelling manner, and rushed into it with the sound of broken glass from gunfire.

Standard tactics are to roll up and raise his hand to shoot a bullet right at the feet of Mr. Lucius Fox, who is about to flee with his blonde assistant.

This close comrade-in-arms of Batman, the supernumerary genius engineer old man of the Bat family, immediately raised the gun in his hand to return fire, but in the next moment, a black alien dart flew over and pierced his palm accurately.

Mr. Lucius, who was bleeding like pain, immediately dropped the pistol in his hand.

But the blonde assistant, who looked delicate and weak like a vase, clenched his fists and rushed forward to meet the Scarlet Knight, knocking the high-tech rifle in his hand away.

The standard of the movements and the swiftness of the fists are real combat at a glance, which is completely inconsistent with the delicate appearance of her dressed like an urban OL.

Think about it too.

To be the secretary of a world-class business owner like Wayne Group, it is not enough to have rich work experience and outstanding ability.

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The family can get this high salary or take on the position of bodyguard.

But alas, she tried her best and couldn't get a favor in front of the Scarlet Knight.

The sharp attacks were all dodged and blocked, and when the guy stepped back to the third step, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the female assistant's leg kicked out like a knife when he turned sideways, and lifted the assistant's whole person and slammed it to his side in the burst of power, casually raised his combat boots and kicked the girl in the head without mercy.

She immediately fell unconscious, and blood flowed out.

"Stop!"

Lucius, who was covering his palms, immediately shouted when he saw this scene, and the fingers of the Scarlet Knight, who had already pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the forehead of the female assistant, moved his fingers away from the trigger.

The red helmet, which had no eyes or features, raised and stared at Mr. Lucius, and after a moment, a hoarse voice came from it:

"Give me your ID card! Don't play tricks."

Mr. Lucius endured the pain, took out his ID card and threw it over, got up in the aiming of several guns, and took out a first-aid kit in the office to treat his unconscious and injured female assistant.

The Scarlet Knight stood up, handed Lucius's ID card to the lieutenant behind him, and instructed:

"Seven floors underground, Batman's secret research lab! There's the heavy equipment we need the most at the moment, and there's a data mainframe system that can monitor the entire city.

Open it now!

Use that as Second Command!"

The black-clad knight turned away without saying a word of nonsense, and Mr. Lucius, who was giving first aid to his assistant, looked up at the Scarlet Knight in front of him with a shocked face.

He whispered:

"Who the hell are you? Even the backup monitoring system knows... You must be someone close to him!"

"I'm a ghost crawling out of hell."

The Scarlet Knight replied faintly:

"I'm here to turn Gotham into the hell I've seen."

"You're just wishful thinking!"

Mr. Lucius was filled with shock and fear, gritted his teeth, and said:

"A lot of people have thought so, but no one has ever succeeded! You're just another loser!"

"But who can make me fail?"

The Scarlet Knight paused for several seconds before replying sarcastically:

"Was it the distress button you secretly pressed when you picked up the first aid kit just now? Batman has been defeated by me, the Batfamily has fallen apart, and now all that can come to your rescue is a "semi-retired" lady.

That's just another lamb sent into the jaws of a tiger!"

As the words fell, the guy turned around and shot backwards with the rifle in his hand, catching a slender figure that had descended from the roof of the building off guard.

The latter crashed into the office wrapped in a red bulletproof cloak, and after a swift roll, threw a batrang in an attempt to stop the Crimson Knight, but was flipped out with a rifle in his hand.

In an instant, the red figure rushed up, and the two of them fought hand-to-hand on the ground covered with glass slag.

The person in the red cloak is obviously a lady, but she is also wearing a bat-family-style suit, except that the bat logo on her chest is not black but red.

"Bang"

The Scarlet Knight dodged the attack of the Bat Lady in front of him with excellent reflexes, drew his large-caliber pistol at his waist as he retreated, and kept looking for opportunities to fire in the middle of the battle with his twin guns, or used the barrel of the gun as a "warhammer" to sweep and block.

It's like the legendary "gun fighting".

This peculiar fighting style blends the essence of the Bat Family's fighting skills with the assassination techniques of the Assassin Alliance, and in less than twenty seconds, the Batlady, who rushed to the rescue of Mr. Lucius, fell to the disadvantage.

She tried to flee but was shot three times by the Scarlet Knight in the same spot in the left leg, tearing her suit and being pushed back into the office with a savage dash and a takedown from close quarters.

Her panting staggered arms popped out of the Grappling Sharktooth Knife, but the Scarlet Knight stopped attacking at that point.

He sneered in a dumb voice:

"Cathy"

Auntie!" When people are old, they should retire honestly, instead of learning from young people to fight and kill. Batwoman has been gone for seven years, and you've regressed too much after seven years as a teacher."

"You!"

Batwoman's identity was shocked, and Scarlet Knight took the opportunity to fire three shots in a row to hit Batwoman's distinctive red mask helmet.

The bullet was blocked by the metal helmet, but the force of the impact caused the no longer young lady to stagger backwards, and was slapped in the neck by the Scarlet Knight.

Seeing the only Batwoman who could come to support her defeat with a crisp defeat, the fear in Mr. Lucius's heart was indescribable.

He could now confirm that the Scarlet Knight was definitely someone from the Bat family, otherwise he couldn't explain why he knew so much about these unknown secrets.

"Commander! There's nothing on the seventh floor underground!"

Just as the Scarlet Knight had defeated Batwoman neatly, his lieutenant had a very bad news for him, causing the star to frown.

He asked:

"What do you mean by 'nothing'? It's Batman's weapons research center! How can there be nothing?"

"Hahaha"

Mr. Lucius finally couldn't help but laugh at this moment.

Before, he was still annoyed that his lab had been emptied, but now he was relieved to see the terrible results of these murderous League of Assassin freaks rushing into here with such great effort.

I even began to thank the "mystery man" in my heart.

As a gifted designer, Lucius Fox knew exactly how much trouble the city could have for the weapons and systems in his lab falling into the hands of this mob.

Rather than this result, he would rather give those painstaking weapons to a strange thief with his own hands.

"Are you prepared?"

Lucius's laughter caused the angry Scarlet Knight to jerk back, and he reached out to lift the aged Mr. Lucius from the ground, and asked in a loud voice:

"How could you possibly move that large lab ahead of schedule? Who warned you?"

"Hehe, young man."

Lucius will also be out of the way.

The old black man grinned, and said mysteriously:

"You know that no matter what the crisis is, the Bat Family is always prepared! Don't think that bullying a retired lady will show your martial virtues, I just said that your failure is inevitable!

And I've already guessed who you are."

The old man looked up and down at the round red helmet in front of him, which covered all the faces of the attacker, and he whispered:

"The Avengers who crawled out of hell... Jason! It's you, right? Deliberately torture Bruce like that without killing him, you just want to kill Batman and still have feelings for Bruce.

Look at you!

You've been turned into a monster by them!

But you still have your own feelings."

"Perhaps."

The Scarlet Knight, whose identity was guessed, did not care, and although the Wayne Mansion operation ended in complete failure, it did not affect the Assassins' actions in the city.

He left Lucius on the ground and ignored him, activated the communicator with his backhand and said to the other side:

"The Bat Family has prepared in advance, the weapons and monitoring systems in the laboratory have been transferred, and the Advent Day plan may have been leaked!

Prevent being attacked by the Bat Family and send someone to take over the Bat Cave.

I'll rush over at once."

"No, Scarlet Knight."

A magnetic but indifferent woman's voice responded:

"Back to Arkham, there's a mission for you here, and the Batcave is for Bane, they're already on their way."

The Scarlet Knight did not contradict the order.

Like an indifferent war machine, he strode over to the shattered window and grabbed the air

Hanging down the gangway, as he was about to leave, Mr. Lucius, who was being pointed at three guns, fell to the ground and shouted:

"Jason! You can still turn back, don't do anything stupid!"

"I can indeed turn back..."

Jason Todd grabbed onto the gangway and let the helicopter take him into the air, and at the moment of leaving, he said to Lucius without looking back:

"But I don't want to do that."

"Enjoy your last days, Your Excellency, for the destruction of all good and evil, good and evil, is at hand."