The journey to the airport went quite smoothly. Zhang San, who got on the plane home, didn't expect the gangsters in Gotham City to be so particular.

Let’s not talk about the hotel becoming a safe house. Even if you drive yourself away, why don’t you have a small explosion on the road? Or a sniper or something?

Is a hotel car also considered a safe house?

boom--

As the plane took off, the police officer who had killed a lot of people in Gotham in a few nights finally left the city.

In the Gotham Police Station, Gordon, who was sitting in his office, told Daniel in the distance about Zhang San:

"He did a good job, but he did it too well, so someone attacked him."

"Gordon, I told you your place is in chaos. Now that the ace police officer is back, Gotham will return to its original state."

At the Evergreen Police Station, Chief Daniel, who looked helpless, held the microphone and patiently persuaded his old friend.

Gotham is rotten to the core, and he is getting older. It's time to enjoy life.

The two chatted for a long time until Gordon hung up the phone because something happened.

well…

Director Daniel sighed, he thought Gotham City could never change.

It was that way twenty years ago, and it will still be the same twenty years later.

So what if it takes another twenty years?

It is nothing more than a transfer of power, from one person to another.

At night, Zhang San, who had just gotten off the plane, received a call from Director Daniel.

He first offered some words of comfort, and then talked about his experiences in Gotham.

After a lot of talking, Director Daniel finally decided to give Zhang San, who had worked so hard, half a month's leave.

Think of it as compensation for losing the presidential suite.

Zhang San accepted the holiday because he still had some unfinished business.

The time came to eleven o'clock in the evening.

An invisible alien spacecraft fell from the clouds into an open space in Gotham City.

Zhang San, wearing a keyboard warrior super camouflage hood, jumped out of the alien spacecraft with two metal squares holding a light bulb.

Armed with a new combination of machine gun sprayers and big keyboards, some powerful people in this city will have a bad night.

He put away the spaceship, took the gun and keyboard and dived into the night.

"Uh huh huh~"

In a bathroom, a woman who was humming a song and taking a shower seemed to hear something.

She immediately put on her bathrobe and picked up the pistol on the sink.

Holding the pistol, the woman first glanced at the living room, found nothing unusual, then turned and went to the bedroom.

"fk!"

In the bedroom, a bloody head was standing on the bed looking at her.

After confirming that someone had invaded her house, she was about to find the enemy when her vision suddenly went dark and she lost consciousness.

Just like the horror scene, Zhang San suddenly appeared behind the woman, wrapped her in a sack and gave her a brick.

The force was neither too strong nor too weak, just enough to make her faint.

When the woman woke up again, she was already tied to the chair.

A big keyboard who was very popular on the Internet stood in front of her holding a strange gun:

"I heard from my friends that you are a very rich gang boss. Is it true?"

"Friend? Did the mouse tell you?"

Snap!

The burning pain on the left side of her face didn't stop the woman from talking. If she hadn't been attacked by surprise, she wouldn't have been afraid of the keyboard person in front of her:

"Puxi! If you are brave enough, have a fight with me!"

"Okay, can I use this?"

The keyboard guy in front of me took out a steel pipe from nowhere. Judging from its thickness, if it had another meaning, it could kill someone.

"Fuck you!!"

"The people of Gotham are really incompetent in their speech. The last person was like this, and you are like this now."

The keyboard man's voice sounded like a strange sound mixed with electronic music. The woman grunted and then spat a ball of saliva at the strange thing in front of her.

Then the right side of her face also started to hurt.

"You are a little tougher than the last man, and I like it very much."

"It's really sad to be liked by a keyboard that doesn't even have a face."

"Ah-------!fk!!!"

With a click, one of the woman's fingers was broken. The pain caused sweat to appear on her forehead, and her big breasts rose and fell violently due to her rapid breathing.

Zhang San, who was holding a small book in his hand, rummaged through it and stopped on a page: "Weisi... a very strange-sounding name."

"Hehe...how weird is it to be weirder than you? Hehe...keyboard guy, hahahahaha!"

Click!

"fk-------!"

Seeing that her face was a little pale, Zhang San said to her with a notebook in hand: "Miss Weis, if the money is gone, you can still make more, but if your life is gone, there is nothing to do."

"It sounds like you will let me go. Hehe..."

"Why don't you give it a try? Maybe I can learn from Two-Face and throw a coin or something."

Seeing the keyboard man's black ball-like hand grabbing one of her fingers again, Weiss finally let go under the severe pain:

"Stop! Hehe...I said!"

She told the monster in front of her the locations of several warehouses and safes where the gang stored weapons, goods, and funds.

But when Weiss saw clearly that the coins thrown by the keyboard man only had heads, she immediately started to curse...

Snap!

The coin fell and the sound of gunfire made her shut her mouth forever.

As soon as he walked out of the house, Zhang San saw a black shadow flying over the roof not far away.

After taking a few steps, a batarang flew towards him.

Bang!

Zhang San didn't hide, he directly raised the machine gun in his hand and sprayed the batarang.

Just knock off one and there are more Batarangs.

Snap--------!

The machine gun in his hand rang out. After all, these things thrown out by human hands were no match for the dense bullets.

Suddenly, feeling someone falling behind him, Zhang San kicked Batman away from the roof behind him.

The two sides formally met face to face.

"Keyboard Man, when did you come to Gotham?"

"Batman, guess when I came."

Looking at the large, rude keyboard in front of him, Batman, who had seen this kind of thing for the first time, thought about its weaknesses.

The vertical keyboard has no eyes or mouth, and its four limbs are basically the same as described by people who have seen it on the Internet.

Can you see people on the back?

"Batman, you should go catch the Joker instead of looking for a good guy like me."

The Batman in front of Zhang San has several more signs of weakness, and the brightest spot is his lower body.

Batman's helmet is bulletproof, but the clothes he wears are tights that show off his figure. A punch to that weak point should cause him pain for a long time.

"The good people I know would not kill people like this."

"Then you get to know me now, I will."

As soon as Zhang San finished speaking, Batman came over with his fists without any morals.
Chapter completed!