[Comprehensive British and American] Justice Passerby

They overwhelmed all the bodyguards in the warehouse with great efficiency, without saying a word during this time.

"There's something on board." After the last bodyguard fell to the ground, Red Hood suddenly said, "The rest of the goods are shipped to Gotham, but there's one thing that's destined for Metropolis."

The four felt abnormal at the same time.

"No matter what it is, we have to find it." For some reason, Ye Yi said worriedly.

Freya stood still, looking at the moored boat not far away.

"Don't fly," Batman said.

Freya was startled, but she looked at him calmly.

"Gotham is not New York, nor Metropolis." Batman didn't care about her scrutiny, "In Gotham, we have our rules, and the last thing you want to do is break the rules."

Red Hood made a little noise.

The bat turned a deaf ear.

"Since it is an important item, the metropolis will definitely send someone over after getting the news. If this item belongs to the person I guess, his subordinates may have arrived around. I need you to stay here and stop those people .”

Freya was convinced, she nodded. "It sounds like you know something about this, then I'll stop them."

Batman glanced at Nightwing, and nodded slightly after getting the latter's response.The hook gun in his hand shot towards the window lattice of the warehouse, and disappeared from there in an instant.

"It's still the same, rules, bullshit rules." Red Hood finally couldn't control his anger after he left, "How could he, after everything that happened, how could he..."

"Little Wing." Ye Yi pressed his shoulder, "Not now, please."

A deep breath came from under the mask.

Freya took a few steps back and left from a corner of the warehouse first.

It's a moment that's all too personal, and there's clearly some deep connection between the three temporary teammates, and she's never meant to delve into anyone's secrets.

Tonight, she just wanted to prevent the origin of the ruined family from flowing into an innocent city.

A few minutes later, she waited for her temporary partner.The three of them sneaked to the place where the container was placed in the port and waited quietly.

Freya had never concentrated like this before, so when the sound of footsteps sounded, her ears immediately caught the direction.

"Three o'clock, about 20 or so." She said in a low voice.

Nightwing and Red Hood gestured to her to follow.

They made a detour in the container, and a group of heavily armed mercenaries walked past.

"Guns," Freya said.

"Looks like something special." Big Blue Bird squinted. "I'm worried about B—Batman."

"Better worry about yourself and don't tell me your suits are resistant to special bullets," said Red Hood. "I hope they're not made of Kevlar at least."

"Kevlar has long been outdated, who still wears Kevlar." Ye Yi retorted.

"Okay, boys." Freya sighed, "I'll take care of this."

Before the two could react, she climbed onto a container and jumped off high.

Hearing the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the squad leader among the mercenaries looked back, only to see a figure flashing in front of him, a fist constantly enlarged in front of him.

It was too fast, and before he had time to react, this blow with tremendous force hit his cheek.The air whipped sharply in his ears, and the last thing the captain realized was that he had hit something on his back.

All the guns were aimed at Freya.

In the next second, the bullets poured out.

"Pretty!" "Don't kill anyone!" Two voices sounded behind her at the same time.

"I can't die." Freya turned her head and gave them a warning look amidst the hail of bullets, "Bullets don't have eyes."

These bullets seem to be specially designed to penetrate armor, with violent rotation when fired at high speed.The double bonus of speed and rotation makes the bullet feel painful even if it hits her body, let alone a human body. I am afraid that even if it is protected, it will not help.

Nightwing and Red Hood quickly dodged stray bullets after jumping a few containers.

After losing sight of the picture, the sound of physical collision and short screams became more obvious.They looked at each other and saw the same message in each other's eyes.

When the gunfire faded, two men who had prepared themselves out of the alley, just in time for the last tragedy.

The mercenary emptied all the magazines, and he pulled out the high-speed vibrating saber from his waist, preparing to fight the superhuman in front of him.

Freya didn't even look at it, and kicked the man in heavy armor from one end of the open space to the other with a flying kick. The man made a big hole in the container, and fell headlong into it without making a sound.

"Jesus fucking Christ," Red Hood twitched, "please tell me Batman is dating this woman."

The big blue bird looked at the direction in which the mercenaries flew away, and shuddered.

Freya's gaze turned to the corner door of the port again.

"A small team, a dozen people." She said, and she heard other voices in her ears——

The sound of bullets penetrating armor and penetrating into the body.

Freya stopped in her tracks.

She hesitated.

"We can handle this," Nightwing said. "That's our job."

Red Hood's hand was on the gun.

"You deal with them, be careful with your guns, I'll go see Batman." Freya finally nodded and ran straight to the harbor.

On the deck of the Florence, Batman was fighting a squad, and five or six hors d'oeuvres fell to the ground moaning/groaning.

When Freya arrived, she smelled blood.

She jumped through the hole in the upper deck and knocked out the few remaining men.

Batman nodded at her.His footsteps were heavy, whether it was due to the heavy pressure of the battle armor itself, or due to blood loss.Freya wanted to give him a hand, but was quickly swung away.

Only the cries of pain from the crew and bodyguards remained in this space.

Batman grabs a crew member by the throat with one hand, pulling him closer to his face.

"What are you shipping?" he growled.

Freya had no way of knowing the look in that visor, but she could feel the crew trembling.He was shivering, trembling, hanging in Batman's hand like a leaf in the wind.

"I don't know...I don't know anything..." the crew member yelled, "Please, don't kill me, please!"

"A name," Batman said, "I need a name."

There was a searing pain in the shoulder where the bullet had hit them. These men were carrying special guns, and they probably expected Batman to come.But he still gripped the crewman's collar tightly and punched hard.The severe pain from the wound pierced through his body, he ignored it, and just growled fiercely: "Speak, while you can still speak."

"There's a... a box!" The crew member finally broke down. "It's in the second room from the left in the warehouse on the ground floor, and a team is guarding it."

"What's in the box?" Batman asked.

"I don't know! I don't know!" screamed the crew. "We just do what we're told!"

He convulsed like a maniac, and Batman knocked him out with a hand knife.

"I can go and get the things out." Freya suggested, "There must be someone to deal with the dangerous goods on these two ships. They said that there are chemicals here, so the ship can't simply sink."

Batman looks at her for a long time, as if evaluating whether she's trustworthy.

"If I want that, I've got it," Freya said.

Batman's pupils tightened, and he stared at Freya with dark eyes.

This is not the first time he has seen inhuman power.

It wasn't the first time the world came into contact with aliens that day, but it was the first time the world was awed by its power.

The crimson ray cut everything in front of it like a blazing blade, flames rose from the sky, tall buildings collapsed, and creatures that could crush the earth with one finger fought wantonly in the city.Batman never thought that one day he would lose in the confrontation of power, but this time he understood that there are people with unstoppable strategies and will, and there are unstoppable things.

He screamed in hatred and cursed angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

The god of heaven descended here, sending thunder and lightning for punishment, and his red cloak was like an oracle unfolding slowly, like a battle flag flying fiercely.

And mortals can only look up.

Batman gritted his teeth, not now, not now.The mercenaries are being reinforced, and the police may have gotten wind of it. He must figure out what exactly has entered his city.

His voice was hoarse and his tone was firm.

"Go get it. I'll take care of both ships."

Freya nodded.

She hurried to the lower floor quickly.

Ten minutes later, a huge burst of sparks exploded on the Nossa, which was leaving the port. Freya, holding the box in her hand, soared into the sky from the cabin that was shaken by the waves.I don't know what method Batman used to get between the two freighters so quickly, or why he was in a hurry, but he was indeed waiting on the deck of the Florence.

Freya handed him the box without hesitation, and met his complicated eyes.

Batman turned his gaze from her mask to the box in his hand, and finally said: "The police are coming, I know Gotham's police force, they don't have enough capacity to keep these weapons, maybe one day in the future it will fall into criminals hands."

"Then destroy them." Freya said without hesitation, "Whether guns or explosives will be destroyed in the water. I have inspected the entire ship, and I am afraid that the chemical weapons they refer to are the boxes in your hands, nothing else .”

"This ship," Batman continued, "has to sink in two minutes, maybe we can use something."

Freya smiled for the first time tonight.

She knew she had received something precious, the approval of a human being, the trust of a worthy warrior.Whether it is temporarily or long-term, she feels sincere joy in this.

She grabbed Batman's stiff arm, and brought him ashore while muttering "I hope you don't get airsick", and then easily and almost joyfully separated the still stiff bat and the two little ones who came to join him. Bird left behind, accelerated a few steps and jumped onto the boat.She quickly moved all the personnel to the shore, and immediately ran to the center of the harbor square.

There stood the tallest signal tower in Gotham Harbor. Freya moved a bit, and pressed her hands firmly on the base of the signal tower.The towering signal tower made a tooth-piercing creaking sound, but after all, it couldn't resist this inhuman force, and was gradually broken by the roots.Freya held it up in her hand and flew into the air.

Like a broad sword slashing down from top to bottom, the iron tower infused with great force slammed heavily on the deck of the Florence, and the entire freighter was sunken from the middle.

The rattling sound of metal clashing can be heard endlessly.

"I don't think I want to date anymore anytime soon." Ye Yi's words came from afar.

Freya raised the remaining part of the iron tower, and struck again—the big ship let out a final cry, and broke in two from the middle.

The hull capsized, and the waves rolled.

The perpetrator gracefully patted the ashes off his hands, and it fell on the breakwater.

"Are you an alien?" Ye Yi couldn't hold back, and asked, "You know how much you look like Superman, don't you?"

Freya smiled: "I'm not a Kryptonian. Well, boys, now that the matter is settled, it's time to see our spoils."

She stared anxiously at the box Batman was holding, wondering what kind of chemical weapon it was that made such a big fuss.

Batman knocked on the box in his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "It can't be opened here."

"So, what's this?" Nightwing asked.

They all looked at the box in Batman's hand. It looked leaden and heavy.

Batman didn't speak, but from his demeanor he seemed to have figured out what it was.

"A weapon," he said at last, after a moment's hesitation.

Freya clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction under the mask, but she still accepted the statement. "Since the drugs and weapons have not flowed into the city, and you said that the police can't guarantee that the things are in their hands, then it belongs to you. The only thing is, can you guarantee that you will not use the things inside to hurt others?"

Batman looks at her, making a promise. "Only when necessary."

Freya nodded.

She'd like to trust Gotham's protectors to handle these things themselves, just as much as she trusted everyone else.

The sound of the siren has been clearly heard, and the battle has come to an end.

They had already walked a few steps apart, and Freya was the last one. She hesitated for a moment, but she still spoke.

"What?" Red Hood looked back.

"What about the losses here? I still have some money left," she said.

"Don't worry about it," Ye Yi said, "We've dealt with those criminals. As for the port, Wayne Group will restore it to its original state in a few days."

The tall figure of Batman stood there quietly, as if acquiescing to this statement.

"Is this also the rule of your Gotham?" Freya asked with a face full of question marks. She pointed to Red Hood and Nightwing, "You two destroyed half of the warehouse", and then pointed to Batman, "You bombed a boat," and finally pointing to himself, "I pulled up the signal tower in Gotham Harbor, and we made Wayne lose money?"

"Technically, yes," said Red Hood sarcastically. "That's how Gotham works. Bats cause trouble, and Wayne loses money. We're incidental."

Freya seemed to suddenly understand why Wayne said Gotham didn't need Batman.

"Oh." She said dryly, "Then should I send him something, does he like a fruit basket or a thank you note?"

Batman glanced at her unemotionally.