American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

The bus was very quiet as it sped forward. The robbers wearing red hoods all squatted down in unison.

There were six or seven bullet holes on the right side of the bus glass. Red Hood No. 7 lay motionless on the money bag. The pervasive smell of blood stunned these daring robbers.

The excited look just now was like being poured with a bucket of cold water. How dare those useless Gotham policemen do that?

"asshole!"

The Red Hood member with a necklace around his neck, rings on his hands and the number 1 painted on his chest stood up holding an AK rifle and pulled the trigger at the police car behind the right window.

"Go to hell!!!"

The sound of gunfire concealed their inner fear, and the glass of the bus was shattered.

As soon as Naegi sat back in the driver's seat, the hood of the police car was hit by several bullets, which scared him so much that he quickly slowed down and kept his distance.

Even so, two bullets hit the windshield.

"Fuck! How cruel!"

Miaomu looked at the shattered windshield, cursed with some fear, and rushed forward again with his foot on the accelerator.

Jerry, who was standing next to him, turned frighteningly pale and kept muttering "God bless you". Just now, a bullet pierced the glass and flew over his head, and he almost died.

Chichi————A sharp radio wave sound came from the car communication platform, followed by a loud male voice:

"I'm Captain Ferras of the Gotham Police Department's Special Operations Team! Where are you from?"

Miaomu picked up the pager, looked at the bus making a sharp turn in front of him, and quickly turned the steering wheel and did a tailspin to follow.

"We are from the Arkham Police Department. I'm Naegi, and my partner is Jerry Caberson. We are following behind the bus, and they turned a corner!"

"Arkham? Naegi?"

Ferras hesitated. Someone from the Arkham Branch appeared here? And with such a strange name.

But he reacted immediately and shouted in a commanding tone: "Don't let them escape, hold on to them tightly, we will be there soon!"

The black explosion-proof vehicle driven by the special operations team could not increase its speed at all. It was not known whether it was because the driver could not step on the accelerator or because his mentality for pursuit was not good enough.

The bus threw me half a street away, and I couldn't even see the taillights of the car when it turned a corner.

Miaomu thought for a moment and hung up the phone, looking at the bus accelerating in front of him. Fortunately, there were not many cars on the road here at night, so no car accident happened.

Otherwise it would be a disaster.

"Mumu, aren't you afraid?"

Jerry leaned on the passenger seat, tightly gripping the Law Enforcer revolver. His nervousness had not yet subsided. This was indeed too exciting for him.

"Jerry, people's fear comes from the unknown. Don't be afraid. There is nothing to be afraid of. We still have to climb up. Just like the steak tonight, we can eat it every day in the future!"

"If you're scared, just think about what we eat in the Lower East Side! Do you still want to live that kind of life? I don't want to! What's more terrible than death is dying in poverty! I don't want to die in such a miserable way! I want to climb up!"

With a flame of ambition in his eyes, Miaomu stepped on the accelerator again to speed up, and directly turned to the left side of the bus at the intersection ahead.

"Shit, fuck!"

Jerry's timid heart disappeared without a trace after hearing what Miaomu said. Asking him to go back to live in the slums was like making a person blind after seeing colors.

"Lower the window! Beat him!" Miaomu shouted harshly.

"Go to hell!"

Jerry gritted his teeth and punched the car window, breaking it. He raised the revolver in his hand and fired at the bus window above.

bang bang bang bang bang...

After six rounds, the revolver stopped firing.

The Red Hood members on the bus also took this opportunity to stick out their guns and start shooting through the broken windows.

Miaomu released the accelerator and moved directly behind the bus. Looking at the situation of the bus, the police car slowed down again.

"Jerry, you drive! I'll hit the horn!"

Miaomu gritted his teeth and shouted, reached out to pull down the driver's seat, and flipped directly to the back seat.

Jerry, who was loading his revolver, saw this and rushed over to steady the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator.

Miaomu, who was sitting in the back seat, opened the door, and the bus in front suddenly turned and headed west.

Jerry also quickly turned the steering wheel, and the sharp turn almost threw Miaomu out of the car.

"Fuck it, get out of here!"

Miaomu was lying on the back seat and kicked the door hard, opening it. Then he kicked it again with a bang, pushing the door down.

The door that fell from the police car flew out and landed on the ground, creating a series of sparks.

Miao Mu took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed the golden hexagram hanging around his neck, and his vision suddenly opened up.

"Jerry! Overtake them! Blow up their tires and step on the accelerator! It's time to fight!"

Naegi shouted with a ferocious look on his face, and the Glock 17 in his hand was replaced with the extended magazine he carried with him, which contained 19 bullets.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Jerry also shouted angrily, turned the steering wheel sharply, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and smoke came out of the front hood.

The engine of the police car roared and rushed directly to the left front of the bus. The Red Hood members on the bus also picked up guns to intercept.

bang bang bang bang...

The gun in Naegi's hand fired, and it shot directly at the bus window like pouring water. The Red Hood members who wanted to intercept were silenced by this burst of fire.

In just a few seconds, Miaomu emptied the magazine at the rear wheel of the bus, and the sound of gunfire continued.

With a dull bang, the rear wheel exploded.

The bus tilted, and its wheels produced sparks as they rubbed against the ground. The accelerating police car was also pushed off the road by the bus that tilted to the left.

"It's over, oh my god!!!"

Jerry screamed, and the police car crashed through the guardrail and plunged into the water. This was the Gotham River.

The police car was soaked in water. Jerry struggled to get out of the car door, but he couldn't push it open! Miaomu, who was in the back, was choked by the water.

The bus on the road also stopped barely, almost falling into the Gotham River, and the door opened.

Red Hood No. 1 rushed down, holding an AK rifle, and fired at the quiet surface of the Gotham River. The bullets hit the water, splashing a series of water.

"Alright! Let's retreat before those bastards catch up with us!"

Red Hood No. 10 said in a deep voice, with a laptop tucked under his arm, looking at the Gotham River shrouded in darkness.

I cursed in my heart: When did Gotham have such a reckless policeman? Damn it.

"Ah! I'm hurt."

A scream was heard on the bus. Red Hood No. 3 was sitting on it, covering his thigh. He was hit by a ricochet bullet. He was very unlucky.

"..."

Red Hood No. 10 was silent for a moment and looked at the people around him. There were 8 of them in total. One person was killed when they were retreating, plus the one who was shot in the head on the way.

They now have 6 people left, and one more is injured.

At this moment, the sound of a police car was heard on the road behind them, which made them as nervous as a frightened bird.

"Retreat first! Go!"

Red Hood No. 10 is about to escape with the notebook in his arms.

When Red Hood No. 3 heard this in the bus, he shouted: "You can't leave me behind!"

"Get rid of him!" Red Hood No. 10 ordered No. 1 who was holding an AK rifle, and then fled with his men.

Only Red Hood No. 3 is left in the car, and Red Hood No. 1 and Red Hood No. 9 are under the car.

Red Hood No. 1 took out a magazine from his bulletproof vest stuffed with banknotes and replaced it with his AK rifle. He glanced at the river surface vigilantly, but it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

He got on the bus with an AK rifle.