After leaving the amusement park, Raven was in a state of despair all day, with a pale face. She returned to the hotel as if she had lost her soul. After she returned, she fell asleep without saying a word. Although it was very distressing to see, Eric was still happy that she would not propose heroic decisions such as "taking a roller coaster" in the future.

However, her situation was even more exaggerated than Eric thought. She vomited again in the middle of the night. Eric had to run out to buy some medicine for her if she was not closed. Unfortunately, it was not easy to find a store in a city like Gotham that was not closed in the middle of the night. He almost ran all over the entire area before finally finding a pharmacy with the words "all night".

Although most cities are silent at this point, it always makes people feel a little different. Eric moved forward on the empty sidewalk, and the darkness followed like a shadow. The sky was a strange dark red. The light provided by the street lights along the way did not seem to dispel the darkness, but instead highlighted the terrifying shadows, like countless covetous demons staring at every pedestrian in the light and shadow.

Gotham has the highest crime rate in the United States. It is said that at least 90% of people walking in such a deserted place in the middle of the night may encounter gangsters. The crime is hidden in every shadow of Gotham, and Gotham is everywhere.

It seems that statisticians are not completely savory either. After coming out of the pharmacy, Eric really encountered some trouble.

The pale street lights cast black shadows, covering the sky like dark clouds. Eric stopped and turned around calmly. He saw a three-meter-high big guy panting. The twisted muscles on his face squeezed their facial features into distortion, and his muscular body blocked him like a hill.

Although it was his first time to come to Gotham, he also knew that not every robber encountered by pedestrians at night would be a big guy with a swelling and strengthening muscles. It was obvious that this guy came for himself. He threw the bait at the Wayne Group this morning, and now someone is biting the hook.

Eric saw in the latest Gotham Gazette this morning that a large riot occurred in the Arkham Asylum last night, with more than 300 mentally ill patients involved. Batman led the way and rushed into the interior. After resolving the riot, he found that the source of the riot was the double-faced man who strengthened the body with unknown drugs. To this day, the source of the drug and the detailed ingredients are still being analyzed.

Now it seems that the drug enhancement of the two-faced man in Arkham last night may also be related to the group of people Eric wants to investigate. He went to Wayne Group to ask some questions that should not be asked, so someone sent this guy who seemed to have used the same drug enhancement to cause trouble for him.

"Wow, I really found a guy who can fight." Eric looked at this big guy for a moment. It was not like a catched prey, but more like a hunter looking at the little white rabbit that fell into his trap.

The big guy shouted, and his fist was falling like a huge rock. Eric hurriedly rolled sideways, and the strong wind blew down, and a huge pit was smashed on the ground.

"What an irritable guy. It seems that he has no intention of talking."

While speaking, he had activated the armor on his back and had finished his dress the moment he got up again.

The big guy was stunned, his distorted facial features seemed to have a look of surprise, and subconsciously asked, "What are you?"

So that's it. Don't you know that the person in Gotham's side is me? Eric thought to himself.

"Then why not have a deal." Eric smiled, "Tell me who sent you, and I'll tell you who I am."

The big guy seemed to snort from his nose, expressing his disdain, and also expressed his absolute confidence in his strength - no matter what you are, just smash it with brute force!

"Wearing a layer of iron can't save you!"

He shouted, and his huge fist hit him again.

Why do people nowadays always like to speak violently?

Eric turned sideways to avoid the punch, bent his knees and squatted, and a punch was blasted out like thunder. The black fist embedded with dark red stripes penetrated into the other party's abdomen. The latter was so embarrassed that he regressed repeatedly, as if he was incredible that this guy with a figure that was not as big as his waist could burst out with such punching power.

He stepped forward again without believing in evil, but the result did not change at all. He had only brute force and was strengthened at the speed, but his IQ was very limited, and he had no rules when fighting, and he almost had a mess of punches. If he had to say which way he used the boxing technique, he would probably be a way to fight on the street.

The Yamozhuo armor also has the enhancement of speed and strength, and even the dynamic vision of the auxiliary operator. In addition, although Eric is not professional, he has also learned fighting skills in his amateurs and has won awards in competitions. He is still very good at dealing with street gangsters.

Eric punched him again and his nose was bleeding. This time, the bridge of his big nose seemed to collapse.

"We can keep going like this, or you can choose to speak now." Eric walked up, rubbing his fists, "I just want to know one thing-who do you work for? Wayne Enterprise?"

The guy half-beared his body and wiped away the blood marks on his face. A mouthful of blood stains spit out like a hidden weapon, and hit the helmet's face, which is in front of the monitor.

Eric subconsciously blinked, and the tall body as a hill flashed in front of him in that moment, his fists were like a gust of wind, and his roar shook the sky.

With brute force running across the breastplate, Eric smashed over a car parked on the road behind. The door of the car was shrunk and the glass slag splashed all over the floor.

However, it seems very fierce now, but in fact it does not penetrate the armor at all. After the shock absorption system is buffered, Eric himself is not injured at all.

It was not over yet. The guy chased Eric tightly, flew out, and his running steps were as heavy as a rhino, just like a starting chariot.

He thought he still had a chance to reverse, and that was just his illusion. Not only did he have a disadvantage in hardware conditions with the Amo Zhuo armor, but his combat ability was also completely suppressed and he had no chance of winning at all.

Eric has at least five ways to resolve the battle in one blow.

However, he didn't have time to take action.

The dark shadow was like a part of the night, suddenly falling from the sky, and fell to the head and shoulders of the big guy in the sprint. He pinched something with his hands and pressed his temples on both sides of the big guy. The electric current ran around like countless spiritual snakes, making the big guy howl tragically, and the sound resounded throughout the sky.

He fell to the ground with a "thump" sound, and there was no movement, just like a beast in the mountain with excessive blood loss, with black smoke rising from the swelling muscles of his naked upper body.

The black shadow was a light flip, holding the pure black cloak in both hands, falling lightly to the ground, and when he got up, he was as elegant as an artist who had finished his curtain call on the stage.

That's Batman.
Chapter completed!