When Lin En was thinking about whether he should forcibly remove the green light ring, he also thought about "strengthening" the old bat.
Although the subsequent result was that Old Bat was "approved" by the Green Light Ring without any help from Lin En, Lin En still believed that being able to use the Green Light and being recognized by the Green Light did not mean that Old Bat was suitable for use. Green light.
His willpower is indeed strong, ridiculously strong, but when it comes to choosing a light ring for Old Bat to use, the second choice is a white light, and the best choice must be an orange light.
Batman is synonymous with fear.
Just imagine, a man who uses the bat he fears as a totem, a man who dresses up as a bat day and night, will certainly be the one who "controls fear" rather than the one controlled by fear.
And now, Batman is fulfilling this "responsibility" of his.
Bringing fear to Gotham.
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Batman's weak combat power has always been a joke. No one wants their enemy to be Batman, because when he appears in front of you, you will always lose.
Batman at this time is not at all the ordinary person that Linn said, who can't even beat a dog.
His combat effectiveness is reflected in every move and style.
After ducking sideways to avoid the bricks thrown by a gangster, Batman lowered his body and rushed to his side. He pulled the opponent's shoulders and kneed him. The man's eyes were whiter than the eyes, and he fell down with no strength in his limbs.
As he turned around, the cloak fluttered and swept across the faces of the other two people, followed by two big black fists that suddenly appeared from under the cloak and hit two nose bones respectively.
The tiger enters the flock.
Batman said nothing, and rushed into the crowd calmly and almost indifferently. With every turn and every punch, he would take away a bastard with teeth and claws.
Gradually, someone finally realized something.
Batman really won't kill them, this is a bottom line he will never touch.
However, Batman will never let them go. It can range from losing arms and legs to being directly paralyzed or turning into a vegetative state. This is Batman's way of doing things.
At this moment, looking at Batman rushing left and right in the crowd, listening to the pitiful cries of pain from his companions and the sound of breaking bones from time to time, the little gangsters standing on the outermost edge holding up sticks and eager to try finally remembered They lost the fear of being dominated by Batman, and finally remembered who they were facing, and whose city this was.
This is Gotham, the Gotham with Batman.
The sound of sticks falling on the hard road made a ping-pong sound. After the first sound, it suddenly became louder.
Batman, who had been trapped in the crowd just now, with more than four fists against him, now used a joint-breaking roll over his shoulder, successfully wiping out the last bastard still standing.
Turning over and landing, Batman, who was kneeling on one knee, slowly stood up. Around him, the ground was full of grunting gangsters lying on the ground. They fell everywhere, as if they were performing some evil ritual. Same.
The clenched fist was loosened, and the outer shell of the armor that protected the fingers around the joints was covered with dark red blood, and even appeared slightly shriveled.
He raised his head and glanced at the moonlight above his head. There was no moon anywhere today. The sky above his head was completely pitch black.
Lifting his legs and walking towards the Batmobile, tonight is destined to be a long night, Batman, and he is not going to go back to bed very early.
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Gotham fell into chaos. Some people were sad and closed their doors and were cautious. Of course, some people were happy and cheering, celebrating the arrival of this news.
The former are considered ordinary people in Gotham. After all, no matter how hardcore the citizens are, they definitely don't want to go shopping in the face of constant gunfire on the streets.
The latter are, of course, the lawless elements of Gotham.
Living in a city with Batman and Lynn, it's certainly not easy for Gotham's criminals to be happy.
When their kindred spirits were killed one by one and sent to Arkham, they were happy for the vacated territory and profits, but they also couldn't help but lament that it was so difficult to commit crimes these days.
But today seems to be a little different. Batman seems to have been opposed and complained by "all Gotham people". What are you waiting for? These responsive criminals mobilized everyone almost immediately and pretended to be ordinary people. Likewise, they joined the "just" side and fished in troubled waters.
Don't you, Batman, claim to be the patron saint of Gotham? Don't you protect the citizens of Gotham from lawless people? You can't break everyone's bones and send them to prison this time!
However……
As the situation gradually developed, and as the night grew darker, they realized that they seemed to have thought wrong.
Batman, it seems like he really intends to break every bone in Gotham.
At this moment, many people suddenly felt a chill down their spines.
Batman has always been restrained and restrained. If, although it is a bit scary to say this, but if he really...has nothing to worry about...
Will there be another big-sized Lynn in Gotham? !
At this moment, many knowledgeable people feel that this cannot continue.
We can't drive Batman crazy.
In a building covered by a cabaret theater and a high-end restaurant, where various illegal activities are actually being carried out quietly, the Penguin is sitting on the most special chair in the auditorium, watching with a smile on his face. Several beautiful ballet dancers on stage.
This is his property. To be precise, it is someone else's property that he grabbed. However, Penguin prefers to use the term "inheritance".
"Mr. Cobot."
Although his famous name in Gotham City is Penguin, everyone in the underground world knows that this little man who shouts all day long that he wants to run for Gotham City's mayor hates people calling him Penguin, and he hates others even more. Look at his lame leg.
Mr. Cobot, this is a name that suits his status.
The tall, fat white man who walked in adjusted his red bow tie. This thing made him very uncomfortable and unaccustomed to it, but this was the "civilized dress" required by Mr. Cobot and he did not dare to disobey it.
Similarly, after calling the other person's name and waiting for the other person's response before speaking, this is also the rule ordered by Mr. Cobot.
"Gary, oh! You came just in time, look at those... huh? Gary, hehe, you seem to have something to say."
Although the name Penguin comes more from the broken leg, when he smiles, the way he tightens his mouth and squeezes the corners of his eyes really looks like that fat bird.
"Yes, Mr. Cobot."
Gary looked around, lowered his head, leaned a little closer to Penguin's ear, and told him everything that happened that night.
"You mean... haha, did I hear it wrong? Batman actually started attacking the ordinary people he protected? Hahahaha! This is really interesting!"
The Penguin is the same as every villain in Gotham. He really doesn't like the bat that always looks down on them from above.
"Mr. Cobot."
Gary laughed twice and continued to ask carefully: "So, do you think, now, we should... cooperate with those people to catch the bat, tie it up, and throw it at Gordon's door? .”
"Oh! This is a genius idea! Gary, be sure to tell me something before you leave Batman behind: the prison is full of acquaintances of yours."
With a smile, Gary nodded, turned around and left in a hurry.
"etc!"
After only a few steps out, Gary was stopped by the Penguin who suddenly gave a cold voice.
His voice becomes shrill and shrill every time he is urgent, really like a living penguin.
Gary stopped where he was, and even the dancers on the stage stopped, standing there confused and frightened.
Only the sound of the music continued, and the Penguin sat on the only special chair, gently stroking a knife mark on the chair with his hand.
Of course, Penguin will never forget where this chair came from, nor will he forget what happened when he sat on this chair.
Batman is willing to obey the law, so Batman has weaknesses, and Batman can be defeated.
But the guy who “gave” him the chair…
"Lynn..."
A Batman who is no longer willing to abide by the law, and who is free from restraints, will he still be the same Batman?
Penguin imagined it for a moment, and then he was frightened by what he imagined.
no! Absolutely not! Never let that happen!
"Gary!"
He whispered a few words to Gary, who was trotting over. Gary's expression gradually changed from shock to confusion, and finally froze there.
"...Sir, I'm not questioning it, it's just..."
"That's right. Gary. You heard it right. Oh, now I want you to go out and use all your strength and all your manpower to help Batman put order in order!
I want you to go and arrest all those idiots on the street! Tie them all up! They were beaten until they could no longer take care of themselves! Do you understand? "
"I understand! I understand!"
Gary no longer trotted, but ran out in long strides. While calling for his little brother, he also held the phone in his hand and called one after another.
"Huh...you keep dancing, why did you stop!"
Penguin sat on the chair, raised his hand and touched the knife mark on the chair again...
No, I have to make some calls too!
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Similar things are happening all over Gotham. After all, the criminals in Gotham are all characters who play high-intelligence crimes and play with people's hearts. The Penguin can feel the terrifying meaning behind this chaos. , other smart people can certainly see it too.
As a result, a rather interesting scene occurred in Gotham.
All kinds of rebellious people, all kinds of criminals, all kinds of people shouting "Batman Get Out of Gotham" on the streets are young people, ordinary people, people who have no criminal record and have always been protected. .
And those who suddenly rushed out, also in groups, appeared in every corner of the city. Inexplicably, they began to maintain order, began to police people's families, and began to fight crime. They were all gang members, carrying cases on their backs and tattoos. People with various types of gang tattoos.
They swarm into the streets, looking around. After seeing someone doing something criminal, they swarm in and fight against the crime even faster than they themselves commit the crime.
So much so that in some places, there was a fierce fight between the two gangs, fighting for territory, whether it was to default on debts, or to take revenge, and they were enjoying themselves. When the gunshots broke out, a series of phone calls suddenly rang. ring.
Any calls that can ring at this time are the kind of calls that have to be answered.
So, after both parties took the phone calls from each other, the two groups who had been fighting in full swing suddenly and inexplicably stopped fighting. You looked at me, I looked at you. You were hiding your gun. I put down the knife, smiled awkwardly, and met. Fight again tomorrow.
Then, half an hour later, on the way to the police station to present their performance, they met the other person who was helping the fire brigade. They smiled awkwardly again and pretended not to see each other.
The gangs that developed, and were led by top criminal masters, almost without exception instantly became enthusiastic citizens. Not only did they frantically maintain order in Gotham, but they also put aside their hatred for each other and unanimously Externally, he fights crime and helps Batman, who is killing everyone and attacking indiscriminately, maintain order in Gotham.
And those small gangs that are less powerful, more...local, less..."rebellious", and less calibrated, have all become victims of Gotham's unprecedented police-citizen cooperation.
On the one hand, they are coerced by ignorant young people, and they are dazzled by the interests. They are ready to seek wealth and wealth through danger, and they will do a big thing at a time. First, they will completely kill Batman, and then they will find an opportunity to kill Linn too... Another On the one hand, it was beaten from both ends and perished inexplicably.
Batman has never seen such a scene.
So much so that at this time, he really doubted himself.
Could it be that...what I did before was not cruel enough? !
"Not only must we kill the powerful, we must also kill civilians..."
The words Lin En once said to him suddenly had a different interpretation at a time like this.
At this moment, when Batman once again penetrated a battlefield, he saw Linn leaning against the corner with a strange smile on his face. Batman knew that Linn was not here to help him. .
"You came."
"Yes, I'm coming."
"Will you stop me?"
"Why am I not here to help you?"
Shaking his head slowly and adjusting his breathing, Batman sighed slightly: "I'm surprised that you can resist mocking me."
"Oh, how is that possible?"
Linn took out a loudspeaker from behind his back, shouted a few times, adjusted the volume, put the speaker to his mouth and shouted: "Down with Batman! Give me a clear sky in Gotham!!" !
Knock down the bat... Hahahaha, I can't shout anymore, you are so miserable, hahahaha! "
After saying that, Linn put down the loudspeaker in his hand and flexed his fingers: "As entrusted by a friend, I am here to help you."
Batman took a small step back, clenching his fingers into fists.
"I'll help you get home."
Before he finished speaking, Lin En rushed forward.
