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"Huh"

The black sword of the demon head that was swung swung slashed in an elegant and deadly arc in front of him, and with Damian's assassination roar, it stabbed at the retreating figure in black in front of him.

The little madman, though young but experienced in combat, attacked the moment he caught up with the assassin.

With a sword in one hand and a gun in hand, the League of Assassins' combat skills are useful for the most part, as they get close to each other with their longsword and disrupt their rhythm with short-range precision waist shots.

It's hard for a normal enemy to deal with this multi-layered attack at the same time, but sadly, he hasn't faced a "normal" enemy since Damien's "debut".

The same goes for the space-time heterotope of Batman in front of him.

People deal with Damian's onslaught very easily, and even have a feeling of flowing water.

Quickly dodging bullets at close range, he dropped the spear behind him for sniping, and pulled out two black pistols from his waist while dodging the blade while dodging the blade.

The appearance of this thing sent a chill down the back of Damian's neck.

The person in front of him did not retreat, but advanced, and as soon as he crashed into Damian's attack range, he opened fire with two guns, just like two barrels showing an upgraded version of "gun fighting".

But the old guy in front of him is obviously more skilled and ruthless than the second bucket in this regard.

The left pistol swept like a war hammer and forced Damian to put his sword in defense, and the right pistol aimed at the little maniac's hand and fired two shots, knocking the kinetic pistol out of his hand and kicking him with a flying body.

There was a bang, and Damian, who was not dominant in height and weight at all, was kicked out, spun around twice in the air and landed firmly behind.

"Stop!"

Assassin: Batman throws a batrang to stop Damian from picking up the gun.

He didn't seem to be interested in the encounter, but he just moved his neck, looked the crazy child up and down, and said in a dumb and indifferent voice:

"If you continue to fight, it will be difficult to stop."

"That makes sense, but I don't want to stop."

The little madman smiled wickedly under Domino's blindfold, and instead of using a gun, he held his sword in both hands, striking a League of Assassins assassination swordplay.

He felt that the Batman in front of him was more to his liking, at least more in line with the image of the "Dark Knight" in his mind than the nervous "Daddy" hiding in Wayne Manor.

But before Damian could attack again, a shrill gunfire rang out from the roof of another building beside the two men.

Batman reacted quickly, waving his cloak to cover himself.

But he underestimated the super penetration of the kinetic bullet when fully charged, the first bullet was blocked by the cloak, and the second shot pierced directly, if it wasn't for the fact that he was still wearing a suit, the blow would have been enough to break his leg.

"Bang"

Smoke grenades were dropped on the ground, obscuring the vicinity with a pungent smoke.

This is the lord is going to "tactical retreat".

It's still the same old thing.

But on the other side of the building, Mason, with the widowmaker's rifle at the top, didn't care about the little smoke.

There was not even a need for a combat-aided aiming frame to interfere with the vision, and the eagle-eye perception of Isu origin alone was enough to lock the old man's body on, and after closing the distance, the shooter Mason could finally give it a go.

The technology rifle in his hand was almost accelerated by the energy storage of "second charge" after being transformed by Isu technology, and as Mason pulled the trigger, two more bullets rushed out of the chamber.

This time it was more accurate.

The old man, who was about to leap off the roof, was stumbled in the air, and the steel cable of the claw gun was broken, causing him to roll and hide behind the wall on the roof of the building.

This is exactly what Mason wants.

He didn't even adjust the trajectory, he slightly deflected the muzzle and fired again.

The penetrating bullet easily pierced the wall where Batman was hiding, and the bullet passed by, but the subsequent "ricochet" hit the old man's neck right after accurate calculation.

The full-coverage suit saved his life again, but it also sent a chill through Batman's heart.

In front of that sniper's eyes, all obstacles are useless.

The most important thing is that this is the encounter he hates the most, facing an enemy who doesn't know much information and hasn't collected information, but the other party seems to know him very well, there is really not much room left for the master to play temporarily.

However, the old man did not panic at all.

He quickly rolled to dodge bullets as he pulled a remote control from his belt.

The opponent has chosen a not-so-good sniper spot!

The place where he is is is also his own industry, and it is impossible not to prepare on his own territory with the character of Batman, so while being hit in the back by the third bullet, the lord of this world pressed the button without hesitation.

There was a loud "boom", and the roof area where Mason was located was completely blown up by the bomb hidden under the floor slab.

Caught off guard, Mason was thrown down the floor in the shaking of the ground, and the obvious electromagnetic impact mixed in the bomb made the charging technology rifle in his hand also "stuck" the shell.

"Damian, stop him, I'll be there in a minute."

Mason's staccato voice rang through the communicator in the little madman's ear.

In fact, he didn't need to command, and the moment he saw Batman fall into the downwind, Damian had already grabbed his grandfather's sword and rushed forward.

The old man, who was shot three times by Mason's shameless sneak attack, was still injured despite the protection of his battle suit, and his combat effectiveness as an ordinary person in this situation has been weakened.

It's just that in the face of Damian's "father and son" charge, this old man with a gun still didn't panic.

He dragged his bleeding body and rolled around to dodge the blade of the little madman, and opened up in the continuous shooting, but was soon bullied by the little madman and kicked the gun in his hand.

The two immediately entered the most dangerous hand-to-hand combat.

The black sword, the head of the demon in Damien's hand, was a genuine magic sword, and its sharp blade was as smooth as cutting butter when it cut through the armor, and in just a dozen seconds of fighting, the lord fell into disadvantage again.

Seeing that he was about to win the battle against Batman, Damian's mood became better and better, and the little madman's attack became more rapid and deadly.

After all, this is what he wants to do most in the twelve years of his life, and this bear child is only one step away from fulfilling his dream.

"Poof"

The sharp black blade was staggered by the shark tooth knife that the old man threw out of the fighting gauntlet, and he wanted to break the blade but found that the sword was so tough that it could not be cut at all, so he could only restrain the blade and pull it out.

However, Damian decisively let go of the hilt.

The little madman clenched his hands into fists and stepped forward to slam his fist on the old man's face armor, and then put his right hand together to use the deadly ancient martial arts he had learned from Lei Xiaogu.

His fingers poked like a sword into the tubes of his lungs.

This attack with special power made the old man fall into an instant dilemma of not being able to breathe, and under the severe pain, his whole body was lying on the ground, and the torn jagged cloak behind him was also ripped off by Damian.

The little madman picked up the black sword and looked at the blood-stained broken cloak in his hand, a little dazed for a while, but soon a wave of ecstasy surged into his heart.

He defeated Batman!

He did it!

At the beginning of his life, he was already at the extreme, as if he had no regrets.

Damian took the tattered cloak and shouted to the trembling old man lying on the ground in front of him:

"I beat you! Batman, I proved that I was better than you! I'm better than you! ”

"You little madman, I don't know you at all."

The old man lying on the ground was dumb in pain, and just as Damian was about to stun him, the old man suddenly plunged a small syringe into his neck.

The injection of a gloomy substance into his body instantly freed him from the dilemma of difficulty breathing, and even the bleeding wounds on his body no longer affected the battle.

This made Damian feel dangerous, and he stepped back quickly, but his leg was entangled in the claw gun fired by the master, and he was carried into the air again in a tug.

Bang.

The black handarmor and Damien's head came into close contact.

The little madman's roar stopped abruptly, and he was slashed in the back of the neck with a palm in the moment he was restrained, and then a bat tranquilizer was plunged into his neck.

Damian was desperate to see that the victory he had already won had spread his wings and flew away like a boiled duck.

This result was unacceptable to him.

However, the old man would not explain this, and seeing that the little crazy child in his arms was quiet, the old man gasped and put him on the ground in a mess and took out his handcuffs to restrain him, and at the same time picked up Damien's sword and kinetic pistol.

He coughed violently.

Looking back at Mason, who had landed behind him as he flew out of the crater with the same jetpack as the Riddler, who held a silver pistol and a black penguin umbrella in his hand, a ray of yellow lightning dancing on the umbrella.

"Why did you kill me?"

Mason didn't attack, he asked:

"Should we be innocent, or is it that the Batman of this world is a madman who kills innocents indiscriminately? Just like the sadistic god Diana and the shameless dog thief Arthur Curry? ”

"I don't have any reason to conflict with you."

The old man shook the blade of his sword, raised his pistol and aimed it at Mason, and said:

"But for the sake of the future and present of this world, you and your companions must die!"

"It's so familiar, so it's because of who we are?"

Mason was stunned.

He pulled back the sleeve of his left arm to reveal his star tattoo and said:

"All the people who have this tattoo are your target? The pioneer team that was sent into this world some time ago was also wiped out by you?

And the booster you just used, was it captured from them? ”

"You have too many questions, but I don't have anything for you other than bullets."

The old man pulled the trigger without hesitation.

But the very ferocious kinetic pistol in Damian's hands did not shoot a bullet at the moment, as if it were jammed, and it was apparently Mason who made a recognition modification to this gun.

So that the enemy will not be able to pick it up, and he will be able to shoot evil bullets at himself with his own gun.

The dazzling lightning was thrown right in the old man's body, and the golden apple on the handle of the umbrella was activated as he was paralyzed.

Mason didn't expect to rewrite the man's iron will, he just needed to interfere with his thinking so that Batman couldn't fight back, and then he was kicked down by Mason.

As if by magic, he pulled out his freeze gun from his bag and aimed it at the old man and fired a shot, freezing most of his body and kicking all the weapons around him fly.

Only then did he carry the cold freezing gun and say to the old man in front of him:

"I made all this weapon, and you use my work against me? It's worthy of you, even looking for death is so creative. ”

"Dididi"

A shrill siren sounded from the old man's chest.

Mason glanced at it and knew that it was probably the lord of this world who activated some kind of self-destruct device when he saw that he had no hope of winning.

In Batman's strategy, the self-destruct device would most likely raze everything around it, but there are still thousands of people playing in the casino underneath.

He really doesn't care at all?

"You'd better stop that thing!"

Mason picked up the knocked unconscious Damian and did not come forward to defuse the bomb, but took a step back and said to the determined old man in front of him:

"Otherwise you'll regret it! It's like the kind of regret that even if you go to hell, you'll slap yourself twice, I'm not kidding. ”

Batman doesn't care about that.

The indifferent eyes under the half-covered bat helmet just stared at Mason, and then he saw Mason pick up the silver legendary pistol and hold it against Damien's head in his arms.

He threatened:

"Stop it! Otherwise, I'll kill this kid! ”

"Are you sick?"

Mason's actions made the old man finally can't help but scold:

"You are holding your teammate hostage, you arrested him, why do you want me to be obedient?"

"That's a good question."

Mason's finger rests on the trigger.

He stared at Batman in front of him and said:

"Because this child's name is Damien! Damian Wayne. You've been fighting him for so long, haven't you noticed that this kid's eyes are similar to someone you remember?

If my calculations are correct, he will be four years younger than Damian is now when he dies in your arms.

Batman, you think there is nothing in this world that is worth your nostalgia for, but this is not the case, and what I have in my hands is the only blood of the Wayne family.

If my hands shake or the bomb on your body explodes, you'll miss the opportunity you've been longing for forever.

What do you think?

Want to stop thinking about it? ”

"Smack"

Three seconds into the countdown to the explosion, the old man ripped open the connecting wire on his suit, and he stared at Mason and Damian in his arms for a moment not knowing what to say.

But when Mason removed the domino mask from the little madman's face, revealing a cheek that was similar to that of Bruce Wayne as a child, the frozen lower half of his body trembled almost immediately.

Then Mason stepped forward and took off the old man's mask.

Under the mask, it is not Bruce Wayne's middle-aged but still dashing and handsome face that all the men in Gotham hate.

Far from it.

Although the face in front of him is also very masculine of a tough guy, it is covered with cruel traces left by the years.

The short gray hairends and the embarrassing stubble on the chin made the man in front of him look very depressed and full of twilight looks.

It's like the shell of a walking dead.

But from this wrinkled face, you can still see a cold as iron, never bow your head temperament, especially with those eyes that have no light but are full of fierceness.

Like a dying old man who still roams his territory, it is true that it is no longer young, and it is long covered in bruises, but its fangs are still deadly.

"Thomas Wayne"

Mason took a step back and said his name.

"Vengeful knights in the apocalyptic world! Sure enough, every man in the Wayne family is a guy who is not willing to be ordinary, look at what a terrible appearance this twisted world has made you.

My friend Bruce Wayne will be heartbroken to see you like this, but he may not be ecstatic until then.

And now that you know about the existence of the Stellar Society, I'm curious, haven't you ever thought of joining them and going to the other world to meet your son?

You know, there are countless parallel worlds where you can always find countless Bruce Wayne if you want to find them.

Then there's definitely one for you. ”

He looked the silent "old lady" in front of him up and down, and then took out an alchemy bomb that could continue to burn and threw it at his feet to help him melt the ice.

In the white steam surge, Mason put away his gun and said:

"So, can we find a place to talk now?"

He patted the little madman Damian, who was already unconscious in his arms and didn't know that he had been used by Mason as an "anti-Batman tactic" again, and squeezed his eyes at the old man in front of him and said:

"Just for the sake of me just letting go of your good grandson? Give me a chance to shake hands and make peace, old lady, and don't touch the knife in your boot.

I really don't have the strength to fight you again. ”

(End of chapter)