I want to have a date with Superman

"Harry, Maroney is leading people to besiege the United Hospital. Cobot has rescued the Romans. Can you come and pick us up?" Gordon asked urgently.

There was indeed gunfire downstairs. More than a dozen armed vans surrounded the front and rear entrances of the hospital, and more than a hundred gunmen fought fiercely between the second and third floors.

Cobot failed to fully gain Gordon's trust, but when Maroni brought someone over to ask for Falcone, Penguin did sternly refuse and even led his younger brother to fight with Maroni.

Seeing this, Gordon actually dialed Harley's cell phone.

"What does this have to do with you?" Harley asked.

"Falcone cannot die. If he dies, Gotham will inevitably fall into chaos for a long time." Gordon said excitedly.

"You wanted to arrest him before." Harley said strangely.

Gordon sighed: "I still want to arrest him, but accepting legal trial and being killed by black state elements have completely different meanings.

He is judged, the majesty of the law is revealed, and the city will be more peaceful.

He was shot dead. The conflict between the two families will inevitably lead to gun battles day and night, with people dying every day. The citizens who have suffered from it have lost even more confidence in the law and the GCPD. "

"I don't care about the law and GCPD. When I needed them that day, they didn't care about me either." Harley said lightly.

"That's why I have to work hard to let the law play its due role and prevent the same tragedy from happening to others."

"Keep working hard." Harley said.

Gordon was stunned and said: "I think you are quite moral and you should not give up on Falcone."

Harry pondered for a long time and said: "I really don't want to give up Kamai, but it's half an hour away, and I'm afraid that Cobot won't be able to hold on until I get there."

"Come as soon as possible, and we will try our best to withstand it," Gordon said.

"All right."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Cobot, who was holding a Remington shotgun, came over eagerly and asked, "How about it? Will she come?"

"She's on her way here," Gordon said.

"That's good," the joy in Cobot's eyes was not concealed, and he shouted loudly to his younger brother in the fierce battle: "Witch Harley is about to arrive with her people. Let's hold on, Maroni is finished!"

Half an hour later.

Both sides were dead and wounded. Cobot's face was pale, his hair was wet with sweat, and his black suit was stained with large amounts of blood.

"Has she arrived?"

He looked around blankly. Bullet holes and corpses could be seen in the corridor, at the top of the stairs, and in front of the ward door.

Of the more than fifty gunmen he brought, less than half could stand, and they began to lack ammunition. Some of them looked at him with unpredictable eyes, not knowing what they were thinking.

Finally, the Red Room Bar's snipers were powerful, and Maroni's losses were even more severe.

But there were more of his younger brothers, more than twenty cars, and more than two hundred gunmen coming in a steady stream.

Penguin is just a member of the Falcone family, but Maroni leads the entire Maroni family into the war. Just like two countries of the same size, with the lord of one against the entire kingdom of the other, Penguin certainly suffers.

"No one answered the phone." Gordon also looked pale, never expecting that the battle could be so brutal.

He seemed to have gone back to his days in the Marine Corps a few years ago. The Iraqis under the American artillery fire were nothing more than that.

"Damn it, she's not tricking us, is she?" Cobot's face was uncertain, and he quickly walked back to the old Camai's bedroom and dialed the number of the 'big shot' Catherine.

"Where is Witch Harley?" he yelled.

"We are crossing the bridge." The woman said calmly.

"It's been half an hour and you're still crossing the bridge?" Cobot said excitedly.

"There was an accident with a chemical truck that blocked the Williamsburg Bridge and she had to go back to the Manhattan Bridge."

The woman's voice was still calm.

As long as the witch is lured out, no matter who wins the final victory, Cobot or Maroni, it will make no difference to the big shot.

The winner has the obligation to deal with the witch, and the Penguin's main task - to lure out Harley, has been completed.

"Fuck, go around the Manhattan Bridge and wait at least another half hour." The penguin's face turned green.

"No one could have predicted such an accident."

The woman's calm demeanor finally angered the penguin.

"Before I get killed by Maroni, I will call the witch and tell her everything." He said viciously.

Obviously, he, who is the best at figuring out the thoughts of important people, can also guess what the woman is thinking at this time.

"I didn't let Maroni kill you." The woman said coldly.

"You can bypass the two major black families and directly order the GCPD. Don't deny it. Loeb has leaked the information. Let them all mobilize and cooperate with me to take down Maroni." Cobot shouted.

"Okay, you wait."

The woman hung up the phone, smiled sarcastically, and dialed another number: "Hey, Fish, it's me. You win, I accept your offer."

Fish said calmly: "You don't need to think about it for so long. From the moment I return, the sad ending of the little penguin has been doomed.

He stood on the second floor, proudly looking down at Maroni, Old Carmel and Witch Harley on the first floor, but he never expected that I had already set up a sniper rifle on the third floor and put his funny head in the crosshairs. "

"You are right." Catherine sighed, "Fish, welcome back!"

"Get the champagne ready and wait until I see you with the heads of Penguin, Kamai and the Witch." Fish said proudly.

"I am waiting."

After hanging up Fish's phone, Catherine picked up the coffee cup, took a sip gracefully, and made another call.

"From this moment on, the Red Room Bar (Gotham Assassin Organization) terminates the employment contract with Cobot."

"Should we evacuate, or should we listen to someone else?" the queen bee's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Fish Munitikopot, take your contract."

"Ma'am, I understand."

Gotham Union Hospital.

Loeb put down the phone, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"The four helicopters are all equipped with M134 Vulcan cannons and two snipers on the left and right," he said.

"Okay, great!" Penguin clapped his hands in excitement, "Four Vulcan cannons are shooting from the sky, let's see how many gunmen Maroni has to stop him!"

Gordon opened his mouth but hesitated, his expression very complicated.

This harmonious scene between the police and gangster family made him feel endless despair.

"BOSS, if there is helicopter support, we'd better go to the rooftop immediately. We can't defend this place." Butch, who fired repeatedly at the top of the stairs, turned around and shouted.

"Go to the rooftop and take Kamai with you." Cobot decided immediately.

Immediately, two GCPD officers stepped forward, lifted old Kamai onto the cart, and the group rushed towards the rooftop.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and snowflakes fell from the pale and dark sky. They fell on people's faces and immediately melted into ice water.

"Huhuhu——"

Four black spots flew from the southwest, approaching from far away, and quickly grew into roaring helicopters.

"Helicopters are coming, haha, GCPD reinforcements are finally here, Maroni is finished!" Cobot jumped up and down, his voice sounded like crying and laughing at the same time.

"Maroni is finished, we win! Long live Cobot, long live Penguin!"

The gunners who suffered heavy casualties were even more excited and raised their hands to say hello to the helicopter.

"Chi chi chi chi—bah bah bah!"

There were four muffled sounds, and four heads exploded like watermelons.

"what happened?"

Cobot touched the little brother's brain that splashed on his face, his expression was blank.

"Bang bang bang bang." More than a dozen GCPDs following Loeb drew their guns and fired at the same time, all targeting Copot's people.

Reagan, the Yellow Pages killer, also raised his sniper rifle and connected with the gunman who shot the head and drew the gun.

"Reagan, are you crazy!?" Copot roared.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

He was answered by more intense gunfire, coming from the stairs.

Another group of gunmen rushed out and wildly shot people without police badges on the rooftop.

"Damn it, we were betrayed by the GCPD and the Red Room."

Butch roared angrily, about to raise his machine gun and fight back.

"Butch!" The familiar female voice was like a restraining spell, making him freeze on the spot.

"Fish?" Butch couldn't believe it.

"Fish!!!" Cobot screamed at the top of his lungs.

Surrounded by more than a dozen gunmen, Sister Yu, dressed in black leather, strode over with an M16 rifle in her arms.

Next to her was Maroni, who was smiling.

"Bang bang bang!"

Fish fired several shots, killing the last few Cobot boys who were lying on the ground moaning and groaning, and then smiled and looked at the gnashing Penguin.

"Figured out?"

"You've been back a long time ago?" Penguin said bitterly.

"It's not early, it's only been a month." Fish smiled.

Penguin turned to Maroni, "You trust her?"

"Bang!" Maroni punched the penguin, breaking the bridge of his nose and causing blood to flow all over his face.

"Bah, you traitor, you dare to mention 'trust' to me!"

Fish squatted down, with a look of revenge on his face, and asked with a smile: "Cobot, do you know when you failed?"

Cobot wiped the blood from his face and sighed: "It was about ten days ago when Maroni was assassinated."

"Bah bang bang!" Fish lightly clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I found that we two are true confidants. After coming back, I have been waiting for you to show your flaws.

Don't doubt it, I'm absolutely sure that with your personality you will definitely cause trouble.

Sure enough, Maroney was assassinated, but the assassin's pistol jammed.

I immediately guessed it was your work, because it wasn't the old Camai style.

Harley Quinn is busy practicing dark magic, let alone her.

That's what I explained to Mr. Maroney. "

"Not only that!" Maroni laughed and said, "Fish also predicted all your next actions to me, and sure enough, all of them came true."

"Hehehe, really?" Penguin raised his head and looked at Maroni with a strange smile, "So, did she mention the 'big shot' to you?"

Fish's expression changed slightly, he pointed the gun at him and said coldly: "Now that things have happened, you still want to sow discord?"

"Fish, I want to hear what he has to say." Maroni approached Fish, pressed down the barrel of the gun, and said in a deep voice: "Last time at the scrapyard, Penguin was about to be killed by me, and he mentioned the big shot for the first time. "

"Maroni, big shots can't directly decide who is the emperor of Gotham City, but the emperor's business depends on them to continue smoothly.

Fish made a deal with the big shot, what about you?

I dare say that even the assassins in the Red Room Bar were instigated by the big shots, or were simply their people.

The assassin who killed the Waynes came from the Red Room.

But you know nothing. Are you relieved to win this victory by accident? Hahaha"

Maroni looked gloomy and turned to Fish, "Who is the big shot? What is your agreement?"

Fish said with a sincere expression: "Maroni, we'll talk about the big shot later. The top priority now is to rearrange the formation and prepare to meet the witch——"

"Bo!"

The big bald head in front of her suddenly exploded, and watermelon juice and tofu puffs sprayed all over her face.

Maroney, a great hero of a generation, passed away.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, and the people around him had not yet recovered from the shock.

"." Fish looked around blankly.

"Tsk-ouch-"

Another sniper round flew in and hit the kneecap of her right leg. The charming long leg was split into two, and Fish wailed miserably.

"Boo boo boo"

The attack did not stop, and one head after another was hit by bullets from unknown directions.

The Queen Bee (the leader of the Red Room Killers) who was hidden in the crowd looked at the opposite building in horror and shouted urgently into the microphone: "Kestrel, Kestrel, what's going on over there?"

"Haha, the kestrel is helping me lick the eagle. By the way, the person who killed you is Deadshot." A man's joking voice came from the earbuds.

Then, "Boom!"

The queen's head exploded like a watermelon.

"Who, who is it, come out!" Fish yelled crazily.