American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

Miaomu, who fell into the water, frowned as he was choked by the water. Jerry, who climbed out from the driver's seat, pushed him to the surface.

Before they could catch their breath, a series of bullets fell nearby. Fortunately, the place where they emerged from the water was far away, otherwise they would have been shot into a sieve.

Miaomu looked at the people standing on the shore, and quickly pulled Jerry, who was trying to struggle, into the water again.

[Ding! Encounter treasure - discover obtainable items! ]

Miaomu, who had just dived into the water, almost choked again. There was something in the water! Push Jerry to the edge of the water and let him calm down.

Miaomu observed the people on the shore, quietly leaned forward, took a deep breath, and dived into the water.

He felt in his heart that the thing was in the mud near the river beach. The feeling was very clear, exactly the same as the last time he found the Eye of True Vision.

With the wide field of view of the Eye of True Vision, even the seedlings in the water can clearly see the things in the mud on the river beach.

Approaching the place in his mind, Miaomu reached out and started digging in the mud. The breath he was holding was no longer enough.

Miaomu anxiously reached his hand in. The soft mud did not pose much of a hindrance, and he touched a hard object that looked like a stick.

But there was no explanation like the Eye of True Vision.

I can’t stay down here anymore!

Miaomu felt like he was about to suffocate, so he gritted his teeth, grabbed the hard object, and rushed to the surface of the water. He poked his head out of the water and took two deep breaths.

Under the cover of night, Miaomu took two breaths and found that what he was holding was a bony arm with a black arm armor on it.

There was only the forearm part, like a metal sleeve. Naegi reached out and pulled the arm armor off the bone. As soon as he touched it, he knew what it was.

[Shark Tooth Arm Guard: Metal armor, three sharp shark tooth blades can pop out from the arm guard, unlimited.]

Jerry, who was floating in the water nearby, saw Miaomu and came over here by kicking the water with his feet.

Naegi put on the arm armor on his right hand and clenched his fist

Three sharp blades with barbs popped out from the raised gap on the side of the arm armor, like saws, and this thing was very strong, although it didn't feel heavy.

"Mumu, what should I do?"

Jerry asked with a trembling voice. The water in the Gotham River was really cold at that time. It was only because they were strong that they would have sunk to the bottom of the river otherwise.

Miaomu looked towards the bus. Why were there only two people there?

Red Hood No. 1 seemed to sense something and turned his head to look at the river. After making sure there was nothing, he walked onto the bus with his AK rifle.

"Two to one! Get rid of him!"

Miao Mu looked at Red Hood No. 16, who was standing under the bus, holding an M9 automatic rifle in his hand, and dragging Jerry towards the shore.

"I still have this! It's loaded with a few rounds of bullets!"

Jerry pulled the revolver out of his pants and raised it out of the water. Water kept flowing out of the gun, so it should be possible to fire.

"Three...two...one!"

Miaomu leaned against the water and waved his hands violently, pushing Jerry forward. Jerry, holding the gun with both hands, pulled the trigger with a ferocious look on his face.

Click, click, two consecutive shots fired empty chamber.

Red Hood No. 9 under the bus also spotted Jerry in the water and raised his M16 rifle to shoot.

Bang! The gun went off.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...gunshots were also heard in the bus.

The gunshots from both sides overlapped, and Jerry's revolver fired twice again, hitting Red Hood No. 9.

It was like being hit by a hammer, two snowflakes exploded from his body and he fell backwards. He was shot in the face and his nose was broken.

He fell to the back and sat under the bus.

Jerry lay on the shore, gasping for breath. There were no bullets left in his gun. It was really thrilling just now.

Miaomu swam over, climbed up the river bank, and rushed directly towards the bus.

In the bus, Red Hood No. 3, who had just helped Red Hood No. 1 solve his pain, was packing up the bags of money and jewelry on the ground, planning to leave.

The sound of footsteps came from behind. Red Hood No. 1 thought it was No. 9 outside coming in. He was about to turn around and ask if he could bring a few more bags of money.

Naegi rushed over, swung his arm, and punched Red Hood No. 1 in the face, knocking him to the ground.

Without any pause, Naegi raised his right arm and smashed it down like a hammer. The hard arm armor hit Red Hood No. 1's head heavily, and the heavy force made him see stars.

"Ah, ah! Ah!!!"

Miaomu raised his arm and hit it down again and again. After seven hits in a row, he pulled Red Hood No. 1 by the collar, raised his arm, clenched his fist and hit him in the face.

He kept hitting him until his head was bleeding and he passed out, but Miaomu didn't stop. He clenched his fists and the three sharp blades on his arm armor popped out.

Just when Red Hood No. 1 was about to beheaded, Naegi came to his senses and fell on the chair next to him.

With a loud bang, the chair was smashed to pieces.

Miaomu sat on the ground and gasped for breath, and the strength boosted by adrenaline suddenly disappeared.

This evening was a bit too exciting.

"Mumu?!" Jerry walked in carefully holding the M16 rifle he picked up from the corpse.

On the road outside, a police car was whizzing after them, and several searchlights were shining on the bus.

Naegi slumped on the ground and looked at the gold, silver, jewelry, necklaces and rings on Red Hood No. 1. He quickly reached out and grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his pants.

"Listen up, people inside! You are surrounded!"

The members of the Gotham Special Operations Team were all wearing black combat uniforms, bulletproof vests, holding MP5 tactical submachine guns in their arms, and carrying tactical flashlights and flash suppressors in front of them.

A series of footsteps were heard, and several flashlights shone in the bus.

"Put your hands up! Get down on the ground!"

"We're the same people! The police! We're from Arkham!"

Jerry quickly threw away the rifle in his hand. If it was shot by his own people, it would be really unfair.

Even so, the gun was pointed at his head.

Miaomu, who was slumped on the ground, took this opportunity to grab another stack of bills and stuffed them into his pants. What a blessing!

When he changed into his suit, he wore long johns and socks so he wouldn't be exposed when he stood up.

Under the bus, a burly man with a walkie-talkie in his hand was arranging people to surround the place.

Miaomu and the others were carried down from the bus.

"Hello, I'm Flas, the captain of the special operations team. Can you tell me what happened here?"

Flas saluted and looked at Naegi, who was soaking wet, and Jerry behind him.

"Hello! We are Naegi from Arkham Police Department, Jerry Cabson." Naegi stretched out his hand and gestured back.

Jerry also nodded, "Hello, Captain!"

Flas looked at Naegi in surprise, "Can you tell me what happened here? How did they die?"

"We did this. Jerry shot this person dead. There was another person on the bus who was still alive. They were killing each other and I sneaked up on him and knocked him unconscious."

"You mean, not only did you two catch up with them, but you also stopped them and killed one of them?"

Flas felt like he was hearing a fairy tale, something that was unreal.

But what he said did remind Naegi.

"Our car! Um... Um, our police car was knocked into the river when we were trying to stop the other party, this..."

Naegi rubbed his hands together, hoping to get this reimbursed.

Flas looked at the broken fence on the roadside and the car tracks on the shore, and nodded, "I understand!"

"You two are the heroes who saved this place, but you should take care of your body first and change into clean clothes. We will record you later."

Flas waved his hand and asked someone to take Naegi and the others back to change clothes, but the moment they left, the expression on Flas's face turned into sarcasm and disdain.

Hero? Are you worthy of it?

Miaomu and the others didn't notice this. Miaomu was very willing to leave here, so he had to move the things in his pants quickly.

Moreover, Naegi reached out and touched the arm armor on his right hand. The solid touch made him smile unconsciously.

A police car drove over, the door was pushed open and a man in a brown windbreaker walked over hurriedly. He was wearing a pair of glasses and had a beard on his lips.

"Sheriff Gordon?"

Naegi stopped and called out.

James Gordon stopped when he heard someone calling him. Naegi smiled and made a "yeah" sign to him.

They were taken away by the special operations team members behind them, who put them in a police car and took them to the nearest police station.

Sheriff Gordon looked at their backs, shook his head in confusion, and walked towards the bus.