[Comprehensive] Happy to be a father

"Gotham Gazette" reported that Maroni Salvatore, the leader of Falcon's gang, was cut to death in his office last night. Along with the death of his black boss, there were also several guards. The confidant subordinate outside his room, the murderer's method of attack was cruel and cold, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation... Su Ye saw the end of this article, and the reporter who wrote this report showed him in front of the camera. The murderer who left a face is called "the faceless man".

The picture that occupies the entire page is also the reason why he was able to get such a nickname - a very scary white mask appeared in the camera, except that two black masks were left on the eyes Hollow, other places are completely flat and blank.Judging from the only remaining image, the murderer didn't deliberately render himself so frightening, he just stripped away all the things that could express his emotions from this mask... ...But who knows, it is precisely because of this that it adds another kind of inhuman horror to him.

Langston stopped behind him, and his sight seemed to be attracted by such an image, but soon, his attention was taken away by the bold title of this article, and he was a little surprised Doubt asked: "Salvatore was killed?"

After the accident happened at Gotham Central Hospital last night, Langston took Su Ye and fled with other personnel through the back door of that building. Because the night was dark, they didn't stay there for too long, but directly Fled back to Hicks' manor.Although it is impossible for the old butler to go out to welcome the two masters of the Hicks family back, this is still their only home.

Su Ye put the newspaper in his hand on the table in front of him, he turned his head and asked Langston, "Do you really not need to go back to the hospital?"

"Things like that have happened," Langston sighed, "For a while, the hospital must have not recovered, and all I need is a period of recuperation. Besides, who Do you know if the danger is really far from that place at all?"

He frowned and said, "Didn't TV and newspapers report what happened at Gotham Central Hospital last night?"

"There were no casualties." Su Ye turned over the newspaper on the desk, allowing another piece of news to be displayed: "The report was not detailed, and obviously, neither the newspaper nor the police probably had more information. More useful news."

"Even so," Langston sneered, "The safety of a public place is not as important as Salvator's death..."

He didn't say any more.That's not a great review.

Su Ye didn't continue.Although the media and the police didn't have any more specific information about what happened in the hospital, apart from Joker and Batman, no one knew what happened that night better than Su Ye.

On the other side, in Wayne Manor, the shirtless Bruce was changing his body. Although he successfully stopped the explosion of the explosive car last night, he was still fighting with the clown. Injured in the collision.Alfred looked at his master's actions with some concern. Although he could have guessed before that becoming a black bat in Gotham night would inevitably bear many pressures and dangers that ordinary people could not bear, but when he really After seeing this scene, he was still a little hard to accept.

On the side of his hand are the medicine he just brought and the newspaper that was just delivered this morning. After Bruce finished his entanglement, Alfred gestured to the headline of today's newspaper. After Bruce finished reading it , He opened his mouth and said: "If the information you told me before is not wrong, the clown you fought against last night, the most recent employer is Mr. Maloney Salvatore from the Falcon Gang. "

Bruce stared at the pale mask that occupied the entire page, his face turned cold.

Alfred said with a heavy tone: "Although he killed a gangster, I don't think this guy is like you, sir. He has the spirit of a 'Zorro'-like knight, and he is also exuding fear. His tactics Cruel and ruthless, and deliberately left his own image, I am afraid that he is facing everyone in Gotham."

Bruce ignored Alfred's teasing, he put down the newspaper, put on loose clothes for himself and said, "There is too little news about this 'faceless man', he chose to kill Thrall Watto, there is a high probability that it is out of personal revenge, and these can be investigated slowly, but..."

But unlike him, Bruce's eyes were heavy, and he had fully understood the threat posed by the clown from the short exchange with him last night.

When he flew out from the compartment of the truck, he used the visual illusion brought by the cloak, but all this fooled the clown's subordinates, but he failed to fool the clown. He unloaded the guns in everyone's hands , but he was threatened by the shot that the clown raised his hand - he rolled a somersault, only to narrowly avoid the copper-yellow bullet that grazed his waist.

The bullet hit the ground, sparking brightly.

"You know what's inside," the clown put his finger in the circle of the trigger, and let the black firearm spin in his hand. He turned his head and glanced at the wooden box behind him, " Bang!" He deliberately spat out a sound similar to a gunshot, and he said with a smile: "As long as I shoot one shot at it, the entire Central Hospital of Gotham City will be blown up to the sky, including everything in it. shivering fellows."

He looked around at the other people who squatted down and covered their heads, not daring to move.

"Then you will die too." Batman said in a low and hoarse voice, like a group of chiropteran creatures flying past in the dark. He used the previous roll to hide behind the tall service desk of the hospital, and He made a silent gesture to another medical staff who hid under the counter.

"Bang!!" This time, the shot was fired for real. The bullet bounced off the upper iron plate of the carriage and fell into the body of the gangster guard who hadn't woken up. He twitched, with blood It flowed out from under his body, and there was no movement after a while.

Batman was almost unable to grasp the bat dart in his hand, and he began to increase the danger level of this clown in his heart. Sometimes, a person's madness is not only determined by how he treats others, but also by how he treats others. How to treat yourself, dying together is the ultimate means for ordinary people, but for some people, it is a routine practice.

"I believe you won't let yourself end up here." Batman slowed down his tone. Although his voice was still so indifferent and hoarse, he quietly added an imperceptible Inducing, he said slowly: "The reason why you drove this car to this place is not because you really have too much intention for this place. In fact, it doesn't matter which place you choose at random, as long as you can It’s enough to cause the maximum amount of chaos, but you suddenly realized that there is another mission target in this place that you failed to get rid of before, so you just determined the place to be destroyed this time, am I right?”

The clown's eyes lit up, the smile on his face became weirder, and his laughter became sharper: "That's right, that's right, originally I was just planning to use the things I got this time to complete this time as quickly as possible. The feast of this car is directly driven in to set off the most violent 'fireworks' for Gotham, but now..."

"Suddenly I began to look forward to the confrontation with you." He clapped his hands and said.

Unlike his chaos, what the Joker feels in Batman is just the exact opposite of self-discipline.

Batman's face remained motionless, he never felt the joy of being looked up to by this madman, he was like a black and cold rock, which was tainted by wind and rain, and never wavered at all.

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