Marvel's Dark Knight

Chapter 153 I won’t be the last (please subscribe)
Bruce didn't even think of wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he just stood up again and looked at Kingpin who was now in a crazy state.

"Yes, I know."

Standing up straight, Bruce's eyes were calm. Even at this time, his expression did not change.

"You are Kingpin, but I think you should still remember."

Bruce suddenly got angry, and his own hook gun appeared in his hand and shot directly at the current Kingpin.

Jin Xiang dodged to the side and dodged Bruce's hook. Although his movements were a bit awkward, at least he didn't let Bruce shoot him directly.

But Kingpin wasn't Bruce's target from the beginning.

He instantly pulled the trigger of the hook gun and brought his body directly over.

The acceleration brought by the hook gun allowed Bruce to reach Jin Bin in an instant. When approaching Jin Bin, he released the hook gun and kicked Jin Bin's throat.

In response to such an attack, Kingpin immediately used his own hands to block Bruce's attack.

But he didn't feel Bruce's kick on his arm.

Bruce relied on his strong body control ability to forcefully withdraw his attack.

He changed the target of his attack and hit Jin Bin on the head with his elbow.

Even if Kingpin reacts now, he still has no way to control his defense, and his arm has not fully recovered.Not to mention that Bruce almost went to extreme lengths.

Under the heavy blow, Kingpin felt that his whole body was weak.

His eyes were bloodshot, but he was still conscious.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been killed by an elbow like Bruce's.

Jin Bin's body was strong enough for him to withstand this blow.

But it still makes him fall into a coma.

"I'm Batman."

Jin Bin could no longer hold on, and he finally passed out.

Falling to the ground, if he wasn't still breathing, people might really think that this guy was dead.

Bruce didn't stay here any longer.

He had other people to deal with.

At the same time, he also sent a message to Hill, who was currently besieging the Presbyterian Hospital.

"Now you can prepare to negotiate. They are not completely bad guys. You tell them that the bombs on them will not explode again."

When Bruce spoke, the cloak that had been ripped off by Kingpin returned to Bruce's body.

"Delay for time first, I will send you some coordinates, and you can arrange a team to go there to solve the problem."

Without giving Hill a chance to speak, he had already started his actions.

Hill looked at the extra coordinates on her phone. Although she didn't know what was in those places, it was definitely not a trivial matter to be specifically entrusted by the bat.

"Arrange for negotiators to come over."

Hill instructed the police officer beside him.

But the police officers obviously couldn't figure it out, because they had thought about using this method at first, but the situation of the robbers inside made them hesitate.

After all, those guys looked like desperadoes, and each one of them had it on them. They looked like they were fighting for their lives. As long as they didn't release Kingpin, the police officers felt that these guys wouldn't give up.

"Sir, I think negotiators are really useless."

The police officer tried to persuade Hill to give up this idea, but now Hill was very concerned about the coordinates sent by Russia.

"What if those guys jump over the wall and blow up their own bombs, we will..."

"You are the on-site commander and I am the on-site commander?" Hill turned to stare at the police officer who had been persuading him.

The officer shut his mouth.

Hill also took a deep breath and was on alert for a long time, which already gave her some stress reactions.

"Sorry, I overreacted a little. Now you take the SWAT team and go to these places I sent you."

The police officers also knew how much psychological pressure Hill was under as the scene commander.

Of course he can understand it.

But when he saw the coordinates Hill sent him, he was indeed a little confused.

Where did the on-site commander get these coordinates and let the special police go there?

"These are sent by bats."

This sentence has dispelled all the police officers' doubts. It turned out to be the message sent by the bat, so naturally it is accurate.

The police officer saluted Hill and said he would go immediately.

But before leaving, the officers tried to persuade Hill not to send in negotiators.

After all, those guys can only do a disservice sometimes.

"Since you said that negotiators are not good, then I will do it."

Hill took off his gun and put it in the car, then walked towards the gate of Presbyterian Hospital with his hands raised.

How could the police officer next to him imagine that it would unfold like this? As the on-site commander, Hill actually planned to go in on his own?

This is simply a test of their psychological quality.

The police officer wanted to call Hill back, but it was clear that he could no longer sway the on-scene commander's decision.

"Fuck!"

The police officer could only curse under his breath and then went about his work.

As for what will happen to Hill, they can only pray for her now.

"Get lost, we just need to see Wilson Fisk now."

When the kidnappers inside saw Hill approaching, they started shouting loudly to get the police officer in front of them to leave.

"Hey, I didn't bring anything. I came here to negotiate with you." Hill raised his hands and turned around to show that he had no weapons.

"We can have a good talk. I know the bomb you have on you. But now that thing can no longer explode."

Hill really didn't know the meaning of Bruce asking her to say this. After all, according to normal principles, how could the guy who tied a bomb on his body hand the detonator into the hands of others?
She regretted listening to the bat's words, but the next moment the kidnappers in the lobby of the Presbyterian Hospital looked at each other in confusion.

Obviously this news was a huge shock to them.

"This bat."

Hill probably guessed that the bat definitely knew something, but he didn't tell him.

But now the kidnappers inside are still very high-spirited. They dare not put down the guns in their hands, and will still pick up the guns and point them at the hostages inside.

"What are you talking about, we don't know, now we just need to get Wilson Fisk here!!"

One robber was so excited that he even started shaking his firearm, as if he was about to shoot and kill someone next moment.

But now Hill is convinced of all the news Bruce gave her. Before that, Hill was just doubtful about Bruce's existence.

She didn't believe that the bat was as magical as other police officers said, nor did she believe that that dark and chilling guy could really keep his true feelings.

But at least now Hill feels that the bat is really reliable.

After obviously telling everyone in the Presbyterian Hospital that their bomb would not explode.

The expressions of several kidnappers were obviously relaxed, but what did they think of quickly?He put on a straight face again and faced all the hostages with a fierce expression.

But this has given Hill hope.

What's more, those few coordinates that the bat sent to me before might actually be able to gain something.

"Can I come in and talk to you?"

Hill tried to walk towards the Presbyterian Hospital. This situation was not only inconvenient for communication between her and the kidnappers.

What's more important is that Hill can now see several guys who seem to be in serious condition and seem to be dying.

Kidnappers, look at me. I look at you. You don’t know for a moment whether it is good or bad to let this police officer in.

In the end, they could only grit their teeth, arrange for a hostage to go over, and open the door.

Hill raised his hands high and slowly walked into the door of Presbyterian Hospital step by step.When she entered the hospital and walked a few steps, the kidnappers directly pressed her to the ground and tied her hands.

He moved quickly and neatly, not like an amateur kidnapper, but more like a trained kidnapper.

But Hill didn't show any intention to resist. She just observed the surrounding situation.

Some of the timid guys at Presbyterian Hospital had apparently been so frightened by the kidnappers that they peed their pants.

As a result, there is an indescribable smell mixed in the entire lobby of Presbyterian Hospital, which makes people frown.

But what else can these people say now?

All I could do was tremble and hug each other for warmth, hoping that I would not die in this inexplicable incident.

"I know you want Wilson Fisk to come out, but we don't need to have a conflict like this, and you see there are already several hostages on the other side, and they are obviously dying. If possible, can you arrange for a doctor to let them do it first? Where’s the rescue?”

Hill tried to use his gentlest voice to speak to the suspected leader of the kidnappers.

"How do you know the explosives we carry are not under our control?"

The kidnapper leader was obviously quite vigilant.

"The bat told me."

After hearing these words, the leader paused, and then looked at the hostages in the hall who were obviously short of breath.

He frowned, but he agreed with what Hill said now.

He waved his hand to signal his men to let go of several doctors and go over to carry out rescue operations.

At this time, Hill finally understood what Bruce meant by what he said to her at the beginning.

What does it mean to not be a complete bad guy?

On the other side, the SWAT team that Hill had previously directed the police to command had arrived at the coordinates given by Hill and began operations.

The first coordinate point they came to was a private house.

All members of the SWAT team did not make any sound when they arrived, and they surrounded the place completely silently.

Following the order from the team leader, they rushed into the house instantly.

"Get down!"

"Get down!"

The sudden change obviously made no one in the room react. The next moment, a black gun muzzle was pressed against his head.

"Don't move!"

This did not affect the speed of the SWAT officers entering the house. They still started their own search of the entire room as quickly as possible.

There was no resistance at all, and the special police officers had completely controlled all locations on the grounds of this residential house.

The officers found the entrance to a basement, waved to the other SWAT officers, and prepared to go down.

They were also prepared for die-hards to resist them below.

When they rushed into the basement to start a routine search, they did not see the stubborn gangsters, only a mother and daughter tied to a chair.

After receiving all safety signals, the team leader also began to report to the top.

"Location 1, a mother and daughter."

While the team leader was reporting, he also noticed the photo frame placed in the living room.

It was a man, a man in a United States Army uniform.

Other locations have also been uncovered one after another, and almost all of them have one thing in common, that is, the male owners of this house are basically American soldiers.

It was obvious that this was a very targeted operation.

The police officer who received the news immediately took out his walkie-talkie and shouted in the direction of Presbyterian Hospital.

"Brothers inside, I know you may have difficulties. Now your family has been rescued. Put down your weapons and let us have a good talk."

In the hall, Hill, who was sitting among the hostages, heard the shouts coming from outside and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

That bat is really quite capable.

The kidnappers who heard this couldn't believe it.

They believe that this matter was not told by the police to trick them.

After all, none of them had told anyone about the kidnapping of their family members, and it was impossible for them to have the chance to tell anyone.

One of the kidnappers put down his weapon and took off his mask.

He walked to Hill's side and helped Hill untie him.

"Sorry we wasted so much of your time."

As one kidnapper disarmed himself, the other kidnappers also put down their weapons.

"Tell Bat to thank him."

They slowly walked out of the gate of Presbyterian Hospital with their hands raised, fell to their knees on the ground, held their heads in their hands, waiting for the police to bring them to justice.

Hill looked at these guys and didn't know what to say for a moment.

When encountering this kind of thing, you will always be filled with emotions. After all, these guys may have never thought that such a thing would happen one day.

Hill returned to his police car, took out his cell phone, and sent a message to Bat.

"We are safe here."

But now Bat will not pay attention to the message Hill sent to him. He has already arrived at the prison warden's office.

The warden lit a cigar for himself, took a deep breath, and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.

He didn't seem surprised at all that the bats were here.

Rather calm.

"Why do you want to help Kingpin?"

"Whoo~"

The warden blew out a long puff of smoke.

He squinted at the bat in front of him.

"The people like you very much, but I don't like you." The warden expressed his feelings about bats quite directly. "Maybe you think you are doing good things for the city, but have you ever thought about what you are doing? What happened also hurt other people?"

“Want to turn this city into a city under the sun?”

"Stop joking, bat!"

“Where there is sunshine, where can there be no shadows?”

"Aren't you living in the shadows?"

Bat didn't speak, just looked at the warden quietly.

"I need to eat too."

The warden may have realized that his previous words could not move the bat, so he slapped the table and stood up and shouted at the bat.

"You are eating the flesh and blood of New Yorkers."

"I've passed on what you did to the New York Police Department. You will be arrested."

Bruce's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The warden sat in his chair absentmindedly.

But the next moment he raised his head and stared at Bruce.

"I wouldn't be the first."

He took out a revolver directly from under his desk and pointed it at Bruce.

"It won't be the last either."

The next second he had turned the gun and shot himself in the head.

"Oh!"

(End of this chapter)