Gotham.

The city courthouse, which has been attacked by a demonic presence, is in chaos, a large number of police cars are roaring wildly in Gotham, and military helicopters are even patrolling the sky, trying to find the mysterious murderer who has flown away.

Rachel Doug, an American girl with wavy blond hair and a suit and skirt as a trainee prosecutor at the City Court, finds a dazed Bruce in the panicked crowd and drags him into her car.

Starting the car and driving down the street, Rachel looked at the police car speeding by, and couldn't help but look at Bruce Wayne in the co-pilot with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

Bruce shook his head in silence, but his state was hard to convince.

"It is clear that the judge was bribed by Falcone, making the hearing completely public. Falcone's goal should be to expose Joe Zill to the public, so as to facilitate the assassination of Zil, who will be a tainted witness in the future. ”

Rachel remembered the terrifying assassination scene just now, and calmly gave a judgment: "The mysterious person just now should be the killer hired by Falcone." Now that Zil is dead, we have no more witnesses to charge Falcone with the crime. ”

Bruce smiled relievedly, "But I might have to thank him a little bit more, thanks to Falcone, and that ...... Mysterious Killer. ”

"It's not what you're talking about, you're not that kind of person." Rachel shook her head, slammed the steering wheel, turned the front of the car, and pulled out of the main road of Gotham City and into the underground alleyway.

Compared to the open, shiny main road, the underground lanes here are simply dark, full of garbage, cockroaches, rats, and ragged homeless people squatting on the streets.

This is the real Gotham, a city that is decaying and stinking.

"People think the Great Depression is gone, but in fact, everything is worse than before, and crime is everywhere. Falcone, in particular, is recklessly destroying our cities with crime and drugs. Maybe he didn't kill your parents with his own hands, but he is destroying all the beauty and faith that your parents are trying to build. ”

Rachel said as she parked her car in front of the bar in the underground alleyway and motioned to the door of the bar where two bodyguards were standing, "Bruce, don't you want to thank Falcone?" Then go for it. Everyone knows how to find him, as long as he continues to make the bad guys profitable. ”

……

After a detailed body search by four bodyguards, Bruce meets Falcone.

Instead of the chaos of the outside world, the Gotham Gangster Empire boss is sitting comfortably on the soft leather seat by the window of the speakeasy, leisurely reading the newspaper.

"Oh, look who's coming." Falcone was wearing a white luxury suit, his eyes were cold in his slightly sunken eyes, and he looked like a shrewd businessman, and he looked at Bruce who came to him indifferently: "Mr. Wayne, in fact, you can just write a thank you letter, you don't need to come in person." ”

Falcone seemed to think of something, his words paused, and his eyebrows raised: "However, it wasn't my people who killed Zil, and before the killer I sent over did it, Zil was killed by the mysterious madman who broke into the courthouse." ”

"That killer isn't you?" Bruce didn't believe it, and sat down in the seat opposite: "It doesn't matter, I'm not here to thank you, but to show that not all Gotham people are afraid of you." ”

"Only those who know me are afraid of me, boy." Falcone smiled cruelly, pulled out a loaded pistol directly from the jacket compartment, and pointed it at Bruce, who was sitting opposite: "Look around you, the speakeasy here is populated by city councillors, judges, district attorneys, and two police officers who have just left work. I can kill you with one shot, it's a power you can't buy with money, and it's the power of fear that I control! ”

"I'm not afraid of you." Bruce's gaze remained calm.

"That's because you think you have nothing to lose." Falcone smiled: "You didn't think it through, you didn't think about your girlfriend who works in the prosecutor's office, you didn't think about your old housekeeper, and your brother, I remember it was called 'Loya Wayne'?" I can take them out at any time, a headshot with a bang! ”

"If you dare to touch them......" Bruce's fists clenched, no longer as calm as before.

"Haha!" Falcone was full of disdain: "Bruce Wayne, the Grand Prince of Gotham, in fact you don't know Gotham at all, you don't know about despair, fear, power, you are blindly lost in the so-called justice and revenge, and you are angry and want to prove something to me. ”

Falcone put away his large-caliber pistol and laughed insolently: "You are like your parents, you think you can save Gotham, but you can't even save yourself. When I was in prison, I heard Zil say that your parents begged him like dogs for mercy! ”

"That's it, get him out!" With a wave of Falcone's hand, two bodyguards immediately stepped forward and drove Bruce out of the speakeasy.

A bodyguard stepped forward and lowered his body and asked Falcone: "Boss, do you want to investigate the mysterious person who killed Zil?" ”

"There's no need to deal with such a madman. But I really want to thank him for helping me get rid of a witness, cheers! ”

Falcone smiled and raised his glass, but before he could take a sip, the door to the bar was pushed open again, and the contents of the glass swayed.

"Who?" Falcone was looking up in disgust, thinking that it was the boy from the Wayne family who didn't know the height of the sky, but what caught his eye was a strange figure wearing a dark suit.

The eyes are narrow and cold, and the silver-white lightning on the strong chest marks the pattern of spider webs, exuding an oppressive momentum.

As soon as Loya stepped into the speakeasy, all the people in the speakeasy were stunned, and the sound of wine glasses falling to the ground kept ringing in the dead silence.

Fear spreads in this speakeasy that fills the streets of Gotham.

"Yes, it's him!"

"The mysterious man who just broke into the city courthouse and killed Zil, and is being wanted by the whole city?"

"Oh my God, he really looks like a demon!"

Even the judges and prosecutors couldn't stop trembling when they saw the venom liquefied Loya, and many people collapsed from their seats and crawled to the back door.

The elite and powerful gangster bodyguards brought by Falcone by his side, although they also had a lot of lives on their hands, faced the demonic Loya at this time, they were also like great enemies.

Falcone was the leader of the Gotham gang after all, and he sat down in his chair calmly and gracefully, and clapped his hands: "Friend, what do you call it?" ”

Loya didn't respond, ignoring the gun-wielding bodyguards and walking into the bar.

Falcone's eyebrows furrowed, he pondered a little, and continued to speak: "You help me kill Zil, and I will give you a mercenary fee, which is 10 million dollars!" But if you keep getting closer to me, that's an unpleasant start! ”

This is his usual method of the Tao, lure and warning, and he has always been invincible in Gotham.

This time, however, Falcone's method apparently failed. Facing the muzzles of the bodyguards, Venom Loya continued to pace towards Falcone.

"Kill him!"

Falcone finally couldn't help it, got up from his chair, and threw the glass to the ground!

Drop the cup for the number.

In the next moment, under the screams of customers and girls, four bodyguards, together with two policemen who were off duty in the bar, and six of them all shot Loya who broke into the bar!

The dense bullets formed a steel rain curtain, sealing the movement, making it impossible for Loya to avoid it!

Luo Ya raised his hand violently, and the force of ten tons up lifted the four-person wine table next to him directly, and raised the thick wooden table as a shield with his bare hands to block the first wave of bullets, and at the same time, he continued to slap down fiercely, and flew the four bodyguards out of the sky like flies!

The power was so great that the thick wooden table also shattered into several pieces!

Seeing this, the two policemen who were far away wanted to continue shooting, but they were each stuck to their arms by the dark spider silk that was shot, and Luo Ya gently tugged at the dark spider silk with both hands, and the two policemen immediately flew off the ground to the other end of the bar.

In fact, the ability of the Gwen spider does not come with native spider silk, spider silk is just a product of science and technology, and it needs to be cooperated with a spider silk launcher.

However, Loya liquefied part of his venomized body as a temporary spider silk, so he had the effect of firing the original spider silk at the moment, but it needed to be recovered immediately.

Cleanly dealing with the bodyguards and police officers at the speakeasy, Loya looked at Falcone's seat again, the spider's premonition of danger flashed like an electric shock, and a brass bullet shot at his eyebrows with the sound of gunfire!

Loya continued to walk forward, without any dodging movements, allowing the bullet to hit the center of his eyebrows and pass through the back of his head.

Under Falcone's incredulous gaze.

The almost entire dark center of Loya's eyebrows, including the piercing bullet holes in the hood of the suit, healed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

It seems to have hit, but it didn't.

Luo Ya's face was expressionless, his body was just a twelve-year-old child, and now his tall body, which seemed to be one meter and eight meters tall, was actually a camouflage suit held up by Venom's natural ability.

The bullet seemed to hit the center of his eyebrows just now, but in fact it just wiped his hair and missed.

Loya continued forward, walking in front of Falcone, reaching out and holding the other man's right hand, which was holding a pistol and trembling.

As Loya's hand grasped firmly, there was a click, and Falcone's forehead continued to break out in a cold sweat, and he sat back in his seat with a pale face, and the pistol fell off his twisted hand.

"You...... Who is it? Is it still human? ”

Falcone looked at the black demon who had sat down in the opposite seat and crossed his legs, and asked in fear.