Battle Paradise: Starting from the night of the Uchiha Genocide

Chapter 30 - The Rescue

"Boom~"

Violent flames rose up in the building, the clown did indeed bring a lot of trouble to the rescue team.

"Report, report to the captain, the entrances in other directions are also full of bombs."

"We've lost several brothers for this, and..."

"And the brothers started complaining..."

The team members ran back to the team to report in panic, their faces full of panic.

The team leader listened to the report with a gloomy face, but he wasn't too surprised in his heart.

Originally, everyone didn't have a good opinion of the newly appointed director general, after all, the reputation of this new director was not very good before he took office.

And in all fairness, what does your Bruce's safety matter to us?

In order to save you, we have to risk our lives, what credit?

It's not the director of that shit.

And to save Gordon, at least it can be said to be for Gotham, for this city, at least, there is some comfort in my heart.

Long before arriving at the positioning location, the team leader had considered whether he wanted to do foreign work, just put on a show.

Perhaps because he saw the vacillation of the team leader, or had planned to do so long ago, the new director specifically asked the team leader to talk.

"For the rescue, you must pay more attention." (You better give me a good obedience to save people, kid)
"I've already sent someone over to Director Gordon, you just need to rest assured to rescue our Master Bruce~" (Let that fellow Gordon die.)
Facing the chief's conversation, the captain just remained silent, while the chief walked up to the captain's side, patted his shoulder lightly and said, "I heard that you just got married a few days ago?" (Don't you still have a wife? )

"Be careful, the world in Gotham is a bit uneasy recently, and you are also an old policeman, and you have a lot of enemies..." (In Gotham, it is normal for a thug to kidnap a policeman's family, isn't it? ?)

"Such a beautiful wife, if it is taken away by thugs... that would be bad." (I think those thugs have been imprisoned for so long, and they need some channels to soothe their emotions, such as...your Wife.)
"And those brothers under your command, the family conditions are not very good~" (Aren't you poor ghosts without money?)

"Maybe it will be affected by those robbers..." (As long as I think about it, I can catch you in a minute, you better be obedient.)
Hearing the director's threat, the captain just clenched his fists tightly. Although he was a little dull, but after so many years in Gotham, the implication of this bastard's words could not be more obvious.

But the situation is stronger than others, the captain can only nod helplessly and agree: "I will definitely do my best to rescue Bruce, please rest assured, Chief."

"That's the best, don't worry, if something goes wrong, their family police station will be responsible."

In this regard, the director's performance was a bit intriguing, and he patted the captain on the shoulder again.

"Captain, Captain~ What should I do next?"

The shouts of the team members brought the captain back to reality.

The gloomy face became cold and severe, and he ordered: "There is not enough time, proceed according to the original plan..."

"But……"

The team members wanted to say something, but were stopped directly by the captain.

"This is an order!!!"

"And... that motherless thing, our family threatened us..."

"what?!!!"

"He, he... bastard!!!"

The team members couldn't believe it, but they thought of their captain's dull personality...

Although his heart was full of anger, it was useless, so he nodded in agreement and left with anger.

Looking at the figure going away, the captain closed his eyes in some pain.

This is the sorrow of the weak, he has no choice.

……

Among the abandoned factories in the west.

Yang Jing led more than a dozen members and finally arrived at the destination.

Panting heavily, as soon as he stepped into the gate, Yang Jing saw a small dark house in the distance, and the logo of the Gotham Police Department was graffitied on the top of the house, which was particularly conspicuous.

At this time, the teammates on the side looked at the results of the tracking at the eastern factory.

"Boss Yang Jing, according to what the people over there said, there is a trap in front of the little black house, it seems to be a mine!!!"

"The police have already died several times, and there is no good way to do it. Now they are taking human lives to fill..."

"what?!!!"

"Crazy at the police station???"

Yang Jing couldn't believe it, he grabbed his younger brother's cell phone and looked through it.

"Hey, boss, be careful, I just bought this phone not long ago..."

The younger brother looked at Yang Jing worriedly, for fear that he would drop the phone in a flash of his head.

On the other hand, after watching the video sent by the other side, Yang Jing was really dazed.

Did they take the wrong medicine?How much benefit did Wayne Group give them?

Are you dying?
Facts have proved that although Yang Jing has some ideas, after all, the structure limits his imagination. The worst thing in his impression of ordinary people is murder and robbery, but in fact...

Some things are really not that simple...

Of course, Yang Jing didn't need these either.

On the contrary, after carefully comparing the traps in the video with the scene in front of him, Yang Jing was a little surprised to find that this seems a little different...

Lifting his right hand slightly upwards, he stopped the younger brother who was following him, suppressing the fear in his heart, and under the panicked eyes of the younger brother, Yang Jing walked towards the front of the small black room.

After getting closer and comparing them carefully, Yang Jing confirmed his thoughts again.

On the concrete floor in front of the house, there was no clown's flag erected, and there was no clown's message anywhere.

A bold idea rose in Yang Jing's heart, he turned his head and made a gesture to let his companion leave here, then turned his head and walked towards the small black room.

One step, two steps, until he reached the door of the small black room, nothing happened, and Yang Jing's face was already covered with cold sweat.

But fortunately, he won the bet. The clown acted perversely. If he set up a trap, he would definitely mark it like the Eastern Factory.

He stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, but Yang Jing hesitated at the moment.

If it is said that Yang Jing's behavior was influenced by the black cloud of negative emotions before, but at this time, Yang Jing calmed down instead.

According to the clown's style, at least for now, the rescue work is really progressing too smoothly, which is a bit outrageous, and there are even no traps at all.

So there was no guarantee that he wouldn't tamper with the hut, and there might be an explosion when the door was opened.

And...he's not alone.

He has a wife and children, and he has a happy family, which is not big, but very cozy and warm.

And next, as long as he opened the door, even if the clown didn't do anything, he would still be involved in the whirlpool.

Saving Gordon would mean Bruce's death, and whether the Wayne Group would blame themselves... the result is self-evident.

"DiDi~DiDi~"

The sudden sound made Yang Jing shudder, thinking that he was going to be cold for a while, but in a short moment, Yang Jing even thought about his last words.

But after a while, Yang Jing regained his composure and realized that it was the ringtone of his younger brother's cell phone.

Taking a long breath, Yang Jing turned on his phone and looked at the message sent by his companion, but his face gradually became gloomy.

[The police force is almost close to the destination, although they have suffered heavy losses. *On-site photo.jpg]

【Yang Jing, how is your progress? 】

From this point of view, time does not seem to have given Yang Jing much chance to hesitate.

Putting the phone into his pocket, looking at the rusty iron door, he took a deep breath, and then Yang Jing pulled it violently.

"Crack~~"

The door, which had been in disrepair, made a harsh friction sound.

Yang Jing looked at the people in the room, um, and the explosives glowing red beside him. In the dark room, no one knew what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)