[Comprehensive British and American] Capernaum

Not to mention how the Justice League dealt with the Goliath gap, at least this is something that the veterans of the alliance and the governments of various countries secretly worry about, and has nothing to do with the people living at the bottom.

People still eat, sleep, work, entertain, and fall in love... When people in the metropolis are bathed in the golden afterglow of the sunset, when they return to their homes and kiss their lovers, the night of Gotham falls again.

Only this time, there was a new member on the already lively stage before nightfall.

This muscular young man appeared from nowhere. It is said that he was wearing a jacket and a red hood that was unflattering in aesthetics. He used dual pistols as his weapon. His shots were vicious and cunning.

When he first appeared, he attacked the gang's cargo terminal, causing Maroney to lose hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of white powder, and the latter became furious and "wanted" the other party throughout the underground world.

You know, Maroni is the opponent of the gangster Falcone. Some time ago, Falcone had to rely on Cyril to take over the position. Fortunately, I heard that his place was ransacked by Catwoman yesterday, and even he himself was going to replace Mayor Jones. Cyril also announced his withdrawal from the mayoral race this morning.

Before his younger brother told him the bad news that night, Maroney still felt that today was a special Christmas that God had given him.

Fuck him. god damn it.

Maroni's face was gloomy, and the gangsters who came to report were all silent, feeling the breath around him became more and more depressed, and the boss's hands cutting the lobster meat were getting harder and harder, and the sound of chewing seemed to crush his teeth .

"What the hell is that!" Maroni couldn't bear it at last, and slammed the table violently, shaking the plates up a few centimeters, causing the younger brothers to tremble.

"I don't know where he came from, or how he got the news."

"I don't know?" Maroni stared at the other party, like a carnivorous vulture preying on prey. He said coldly: "So many goods have been robbed, and you don't know anything. Then what are you doing back?"

The other party attacked very fiercely. Half of the brothers at the dock were killed, and most of them were maimed. Only he and a few others escaped. He still has minor injuries from the bullets on his body.

The little boss swears to God, this person definitely let him go on purpose.When he was clutching his arms and running away like a rabbit in fright, he clearly saw the man standing on the container looking at him.

That's right, even if he couldn't see the other person's eyes, he knew the man was looking at him.

Maroni put his greasy hands on the shoulders of his subordinates, leaned his head close to each other and said: "This batch of goods is lost, I should tie you up and throw you into the Gotham sea to feed the fish... But who told me to still have it?" There are other things for you to do. You see, being shorthanded is so hard."

The lunatic wearing a red hood injured and killed more than 20 of his subordinates, and they were all responsible for escorting goods, not comparable to the gangsters on the street who collected protection fees.

After spending so many years in Gotham's underground world, Maroni has slowly understood that killing people is the easiest thing to do.Every gangster must learn to kill, but he can't just kill.

"Tomorrow, there will be a second batch of goods tomorrow, which will be ten times larger than this one. If you mess up again..." The words of the threat ended here, but the little boss seemed to understand what the boss meant.

"But..." If the opponent comes again, they may not be opponents.

"I'll find someone to help you." Maroni sat back in his seat, threw away the knife and fork, and directly picked up the huge lobster meat with his hands and bit it.

And Maroney's so-called looking for someone was to call Mayor Jones.So at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, Mayor Jones had to call his boss over to discuss countermeasures.

Ronika hadn't slept well for several nights, and her dark circles were very heavy. She looked at Mayor Jones and the secretary with, well, basically no expression, and her deep blue eyes were so deep that she could hardly see to the bottom.

"The general situation is like this." Mayor Jones wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his head, and politely said to the little girl in front of him: "I can't help calling you here in the middle of the night..."

Ronika played with her silver necklace and nodded to him: "You didn't do anything wrong, you must tell me as soon as possible, no matter how late it is."

"There will be a second batch of goods tomorrow, which will be several times larger than tonight's, and it cannot be postponed. Although Cyril announced his withdrawal on his own initiative, Falcone has not suffered any losses, and he will take action against me sooner or later. If immediately All the goods in Ronnie's hands were robbed, and no one can restrain Falcone in a short time."

Be it politics or gangsters, it's all about balance.

Maroni and Falcone are the two strongest gangsters in Gotham, and Falcone is slightly stronger than Maroni.If any one of them has the upper hand, then he, the mayor, has the upper hand.

"Originally, the bat monster would deal with this kind of sudden mental illness." Mayor Jones explained: "But there was so much movement at the pier last night, and there was no shadow of Bat and Robin. Who knows that monster Something happened, or something got stuck."

Gotham mental illness is a specialty, but the gangsters are not too worried, because even if they blame Batman for affecting the black business, at least Batman is the exclusive nemesis of madmen.

Madmen are much more dangerous than gangsters. The former can do anything, while the latter is at least for profit and territory. Batman's purpose is even clearer.

People with clear goals have traces to follow and can deal with people.

Tomorrow's shipment was too important, so Maroney offered an olive branch to Mayor Jones.After all, Mayor Jones is so capable that he can make Cyril "voluntarily" withdraw from the competition, there must be some trump card.

"If you can keep this batch of goods." Mayor Jones looked around, afraid that someone might be eavesdropping, and whispered in Ronika's ear: "He is willing to..."

"If he really does this, Falcone won't be able to care about anything for at least a year." Ronika understood and had a plan in mind.

Her threat to Cyril is limited, not to mention that Cyril is just a puppet on the surface.Weeding needs to be rooted out, and Falcone must be honest if he wants Jones to secure this position.

With a decision in mind, the black-haired girl nodded and said, "I'll follow to see at night."

Tim was a little worried about Bruce. After the other party came back from the watchtower meeting, he took some things and was going to go back to the Justice League. Before leaving, he told them: They don't have to go to watch the night these days.

If it really happened like Arkham's mass escape, the clown decided to destroy Gotham, or Lei Xiaogu brought the League of Assassins to fight... then go find Zatanna, Barbara and other foreign aid, if it doesn't work, let Green Arrow Come and take care of it, or notify the nearby Zhenglian members.

"How long is this going to last?" Tim asked cautiously.

Bruce was silent for a moment, and said, "Three days, it will return to normal in three days at the latest." Or the whole world is finished, and the clown will not need to worry about it by then.

"And Ronika..." Tim wanted to tell Bruce about his "accidental" falling asleep, but before he could speak, Batman's communicator rang.

"Are you ready, Batman?" It was Superman's voice, a little tighter than usual.

"Teleport immediately." Batman replied, then turned off the communicator, and said to his adopted son, "I will talk about Ronika when I come back. You don't have to conflict with her these days." Anything can wait No matter how hard his daughter struggled, it was impossible for her to turn the world upside down.

He couldn't even care about the clown, let alone a little girl.

"Okay." Tim thought for a while, agreed, and said, "Bruce, if there is anything, I can..."

"It's not necessary." Bruce switched directly to the Batman state, and then he saw the child's expression, and Ah Fu's disapproval expression standing beside him, he couldn't help but sighed in his heart, knelt down and put his hands on the Tim's shoulder, "I'll let you know if necessary."

"Okay, Bruce." Although the Justice League can't handle things, Robin probably can't handle them either.

Batman put on his helmet and was about to step into the teleportation hole to leave. At the moment when his figure was about to disappear in the halo, he heard the old butler behind him whisper: "Go home early, Master Bruce."

I will, Ah Fu, he answered silently in his heart.

Another calm day has passed, and there are still about 36 hours before the Gap of Goliath hits the earth. At present, it has entered the scope of the solar system and is moving at a high speed.

It is now 35:[-] in the evening, and the second batch of goods entered a certain port in Gotham under the darkness, where Maroney's men were waiting to pick up the goods.

The boss said that there were reinforcements, but the little boss said he didn't see it, and could only wait anxiously for the deal.Little did they know that Ronika was hiding on top of the container not far away, using the night as a protective color, quietly watching the transaction site.

Everything went very smoothly, from the jointing of the two parties, to the inspection of the goods, to the payment of the final payment, the little boss under Maroni was about to take over the two boxes——

Ronika raised her head abruptly, and saw a figure suddenly appearing on the container diagonally opposite.

Sure enough, as the rumors said, the man was tall and strong. He should be an adult male with this height and weight. He was wearing a very casual jacket. The only thing that caught the eye was the red hood on his face and the two guns in his hands. All he prepared on his waist were replacement clips.

The man raised his gun.

Ronika didn't have a hook gun or other tools in her hand, and the Force couldn't make people fly, so she could only reach out and grab the trigger in the man's hand, and then pulled it out, trying to grab the gun.

The other party was stunned suddenly, but his reaction was extremely fast. He immediately let go of his left hand holding the gun, took it out from his waist, and shot in the direction the gun was floating away without looking back.

The Eye of Goliath gave an early warning, and Ronika easily dodged the bullet.It was followed by the second and third rounds. The rate of fire was extremely fast and accurate, leaving no room for reaction.

But this is only for ordinary people. Ronika can avoid it by relying on her fighting instinct, not to mention being able to predict the enemy's movements at the next moment?

Goliath's eyes lighted up slightly, and a whisper sounded in her ear again, and this voice was particularly loud today, as if it was very close at hand, which greatly interfered with Ronika's ability to judge.

In the next second, she turned her body sideways, narrowly avoiding the man's fist.

The opponent has already swung over, and the first hand is a blow with a finger knife, the move is terrible, merciless, if you are hit, you will be killed or injured.

Ronika didn't dare to use the Eye of Goliath anymore. After forcibly suppressing the pupil power with force, she pulled out the lightsaber backhand and turned around to slash at the man's arm.

The opponent avoided it with agility that didn't match his size. The lightsaber only sliced ​​off the finger knife, and small pieces of metal fell on the container with a crisp crashing sound.

The lightsaber illuminated Ronika's face, as well as the murderous and fighting desire that was ignited in her at the moment.

But the other party stopped, and let out an uncontrollable exclamation from the hood: "Ronika?!"

The voice was unexpectedly young, not like a grown man at all, Ronika thought, but she was already angry, and she didn't want to know who it was or why she knew her.

She just wants to rub people against the container now!