hehe……

There is also the fifth-generation Robin Damian kid. He was shot in the chest and survived. A few hours later, he was full of life and jumping up and down. Alfred's calm explanation of the matter was: "Your Kevlar tights saved your life."

, but you still lost a lot of blood and your lungs were severely bruised. Fortunately, my sewing skills are good, and it is not the first time for me to sew blood vessels severed by bullets."

It can be seen from this that for the heroes of this universe, tights are comparable to body armor. After being fatally injured, they can get up and continue fighting half an hour after the operation, and their combat effectiveness may be improved.

It's a pity that usually civilians and sidekicks don't get this kind of treatment. They are the real "ordinary people".

And if players treat superheroes and super criminals without superpowers as ordinary people wearing fancy clothes, they would be totally wrong...

"God is a just judge, venting his wrath on the villains day after day." The angel of death's stick nature showed up, and he began to quote scriptures in a mysterious way: "If anyone does not turn back, his sword will be sharpened, and his bow will be strung and drawn.

Ready to go..." Two swords burning with red and blue flames were deployed on both sides of the Angel of Death's body. His melee combat ability was flawless. Even though the assassins of the Shadow Alliance worked together to besiege him, they never took anything away from him.

It's been cheap.

Seven Kills has not yet had a direct confrontation with the opponent, but his body is soaked in cold sweat. His fighting expertise has reached B level for many years, and he has many fighting-type active and passive skills. It is rare in close combat.

The opponent, even facing Shiva, the second player in the combat power rankings, he felt that he had a 50% chance of winning. But he did not expect... Facing the pressure of the Angel of Death in front of him, he could not even fight.

Can't do it.

A master like Qisha, before attacking, would naturally have a prediction of what would happen next. But when facing the Angel of Death, all the assumptions that appeared in front of Qisha were that he would be destroyed by flames within two moves.

Sword-breaking limbs and body amputation...

"Wait a minute..." Seeing that the other party was about to take action, Qisha shouted quickly. He raised his hands: "I surrender too... You shouldn't kill people casually, right? Heroes."

…………

Dark night has fallen in Gotham City, and this night is destined to be uneventful.

Directly above the Gotham Police Station, the tower.

The glass of the bat lamp was smashed, and the black bat pattern was projected in the air, revealing the three words "rid", which seemed to announce something to the city.

Commissioner Gordon always wears a brown windbreaker, shirt and tie. He stands in the wind, his hair is not messy at all, and his resolute and sharp eyes are revealed under his glasses.

A young man wearing a red tights, a black cloak, and an eyepatch came to him, "The good news is... Nightwing and the others have found two of them, subdued them, and taken them to the police station.

Here we come." He paused: "The bad news is that there are four more...who are still missing. But the Divine Network will find them soon."

"To me, there is nothing good or bad about this news." Gordon said: "The families of three police officers lost their fathers, husbands, and sons today... New super criminals suddenly appeared during this sensitive period.

, it’s hard to imagine what will happen next..."

Tim Drake (the third generation of Robin) replied: "No matter what happens, the Divine Network can handle it."

"Kid, it's good that you have confidence." Gordon sighed: "It is undeniable that the Divine Network prevented Gotham from collapsing. But now Gotham City is like a dam full of holes. Whenever we make up for it,

From one hole, three new ones will pop up. It is only a matter of time before the dike breaks..." He glanced at Tim: "Yeyi knows this, we know it, and so do the criminals lurking in the darkness.

Know that... they are ready to destroy this city that is as fragile as paper."

"We won't let this become a reality." Tim said in a rather excited tone: "Batman... will stand up." He also knew very well in his heart that in the end it would be either him or Dick.

One person, put on that cloak.

"By the way, kid, I have a possible clue about those travelers from another world." Gordon changed the topic, "This evening, the police station received a tip, and someone provided us with Victor.

Professor Frith's hiding place."

"Mr. Freeze?" Tim's expression changed slightly: "Where is he?"

"In a corporate factory called 'Northern Pure Land', but that is no longer important." Gordon said: "About half an hour ago, there was a huge explosion that razed it to the ground. The specific cause of the explosion still needs to be investigated.

, but my intuition tells me that this is directly related to those 'travelers from other worlds'. Maybe you can go there to try your luck..."

When Gordon said this, he turned his head to Tim, but he only saw air, so he didn't finish his words.

In the wind, the director lit a cigarette for himself and smiled bitterly. He couldn't help but recall another man who often disappeared suddenly near the end of the conversation. Unfortunately, that old friend was already dead... (To be continued
Chapter completed!