American comics: Play as Kizaru and get off work in three seconds

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yang's figure transformed into a golden light and vanished from the room in an instant, leaving only a slight vibration in the air.

Oswald and Nigma exchanged a glance, a complex expression flashing in their eyes.

"This guy……"

Oswald muttered to himself, "It's terrifyingly troublesome."

Nigma pushed up his glasses and sneered, "Terrible? Hmph, he's our ace."

Penguins, get your resources ready, this game has only just begun.

Three days later, the night in Gotham Harbor was deeper than usual.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, blew through the abandoned warehouse area, and an invisible murderous aura permeated the air.

Qin Yang stood on the roof of a dilapidated warehouse, holding a communicator in his hand, listening to Friday's live report.

"Sir, Nigma's intelligence has confirmed that the members of the 'Dark Claw' team will be gathering at warehouse C-17 tonight."

Their equipment includes high-energy pulse weapons and stealth armor, making them far more powerful than ordinary mercenaries.

"Pulse weapon? Stealth armor?"

Qin Yang's lips curled up into a mocking smile. "Tsk, the Owl Court is quite willing to spend money."

Unfortunately, they ran into me.

"On Friday, pinpoint their location and give me the coordinates."

"Locked, coordinates sent to your watch."

Oswald's men are already in position on the perimeter, and Nigma is cracking their communication frequencies, expected to be completed in two minutes.

"Okay, tell Nigma to hurry up."

Qin Yang glanced down at his watch, and the coordinate data flashing on the screen made a cold glint appear in his eyes. "The Court of Owls wants to play assassination? Then I'll show them what a lightning-fast hunt looks like."

Meanwhile, inside warehouse C-17, a fully armed team was quietly assembling.

Their armor shimmered with a faint blue light, and their cloaking devices made them appear and disappear in the darkness.

The leader was a tall man wearing a tactical mask, with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Everyone, check your equipment."

The leader said in a low voice, which was transmitted to each team member through the communicator, "The target is Oswald Coppert. Intelligence indicates that he will personally come to the warehouse district tonight to make the deal."

Remember, act quickly and decisively, leaving no trace.

"Boss, what do we do with that guy named Qin Yang?"

One of the team members asked in a low voice, "I heard he's ridiculously fast, and Fish and Tabitha both fell for him."

"Qin Yang?"

The leader sneered, "He's just a guy who uses his speed to play tricks."

Our stealth armor can shield us from thermal imaging and radar, so no matter how fast he goes, he won't be able to find us.

As long as we follow the plan, he won't even be able to catch a glimpse of us.

"hope so……"

The team member muttered to himself, his tone tinged with unease.

Just then, a slight cracking sound came from outside the warehouse, followed by a dazzling golden light that fell from the sky and landed precisely in front of the leading man.

Qin Yang's figure slowly appeared, hands in his pockets, a familiar lazy smile on his face.

"Hey everyone, you've been keeping this well hidden."

Qin Yang tilted his head, his tone mocking, "Invisible armor? High-energy weapons? Tsk, the Court of Owls really has a big budget."

Unfortunately, you forgot to ask Fish and Tabitha: how useful are these things against the speed of light?

The leader's pupils contracted, and he abruptly raised the pulse rifle in his hand, roaring, "Fire! Take him down!"

Dozens of pulse beams instantly poured towards Qin Yang, distorting the air inside the warehouse with intense heat and producing a piercing explosion.

However, Qin Yang's figure had already transformed into golden light, easily dodging all attacks.

The next second, he appeared behind the leader, and with a light tap of his finger, a laser beam shot out, accurately piercing through the opponent's armor.

"too slow."

Qin Yang's voice rang in the man's ear, tinged with sarcasm, "I told you, three seconds is enough."

The leader didn't even have time to scream before his body went limp and he collapsed.

The other team members panicked and tried to activate their invisibility devices to escape, but Qin Yang's speed far exceeded their expectations.

Golden light flashed inside the warehouse, each flash accompanied by the fall of a team member, clean and swift, without the slightest hesitation.

In less than three seconds, only armor fragments and groaning wounded soldiers remained in the warehouse.

Qin Yang clapped his hands and nodded in satisfaction: "Tsk, I'm off work on time."

On Friday, inform Nigma and Oswald that C-17 is done and to come and finish things up.

"Yes, sir."

Friday's voice came through the communicator: "Nigma has cracked enemy communications and confirmed that the Court of Owls' headquarters is located in a covert facility in the Gotham Sewers."

Coordinates have been sent.

"Underground sewer?"

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes, "Great place, secluded enough, and... fun enough."

Tell Nigma and Oswald to get the guys ready; we're going to take a stroll through the Court of Owls' lair tonight.

Half an hour later, at the entrance to Gotham's underground sewers, Qin Yang, Nigma, and Oswald stood with a team of elite soldiers in front of the damp tunnel.

The air was thick with the stench of decay, and the distant sound of flowing water could be heard.

Nigma held a portable computer in his hand, the screen displaying complex maps and thermal imaging data.

"Your Excellency Qin Yang, according to my analysis, the headquarters of the Court of Owls is only three kilometers ahead."

Nigma pushed up his glasses, his tone tinged with excitement, "Their defense system is very advanced, including laser nets and automated turrets."

However, I've already hacked into their main control system, which can temporarily disable part of their defenses.

"Well done, Nigma."

Qin Yang patted him on the shoulder, his tone relaxed, "Laser net? Turret? Tsk, sounds pretty scary, too bad they ran into me."

Oswald, are your men ready?

Oswald nodded, tapping the ground lightly with the handle of his umbrella: "My men have sealed off all the exits. None of the Court of Owls will escape."

"But Qin Yang, are you sure you want to rush in alone? Their leader is not someone to be trifled with."

"one person?"

Qin Yang laughed heartily, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes, "Penguin Man, you underestimate me."

The words "can't beat" don't exist in Kizaru's dictionary.

You guys stay outside and provide backup; I'll go inside and drag their leader out.

Three seconds is enough.

Nigma frowned, his tone tinged with worry: "Lord Qin Yang, don't be too careless."

The head of the Court of Owls is said to be a guy called 'The Grand Councilor,' who is ruthless and has a group of modified assassins around him.

"A slip-up?"

Qin Yang waved his hand, his tone still confident, "Nigma, you should worry about your puzzle game."

Whether it's a high-ranking senator or an assassin, they're all just targets in the face of the speed of light.

Alright, enough talk, let's get started!

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yang's figure transformed into a golden light and instantly plunged into the depths of the underground waterway. Nigma and Oswald exchanged a glance, each revealing a complex expression.

"This guy……"

Oswald murmured, “It’s terrifyingly reassuring.”

Nigma pushed up his glasses and sneered, "Reassured? Hmph, Penguin, you'd better pray he can really finish in three seconds."

Deep within the underground waterways, the headquarters of the Court of Owls is hidden within a massive underground fortress.

The thick metal walls were inlaid with complex runes, emitting a faint blue light.

In the center of the fortress, an old man in a black robe stood on a high platform, holding a scepter carved with an owl pattern.

He wore a half-mask on his face, revealing eyes that were as cold and sinister as a snake.

"Grand Councilor, the Dark Claw Squad has been completely wiped out!"

A subordinate rushed over, his voice filled with panic, "That Qin Yang guy... he's too fast, our stealth armor is completely useless!"

"Qin Yang..."

The councilor's voice was deep and hoarse, carrying an invisible sense of oppression, "Just an arrogant fool who runs rampant because of his speed."

He thinks he can challenge the Court of Owls? Ha, how naive.

He turned around to face a group of black-clad assassins below the platform, his tone icy: "Activate the 'Shadow Guardian' program and release all the modified warriors."

"I want Qin Yang's head hung on the highest point in Gotham!"

"Yes, Grand Councilor!"

The men responded in unison, quickly dispersed, and activated the mechanisms deep within the fortress.

At the same time, Qin Yang's figure transformed into golden light, darting through the underground passage at high speed.

The attacks from the laser net and turrets were like slow motion to him, and he easily dodged them.

His watch kept flashing, displaying thermal imaging data of the fortress's interior.

"Tsk, the Court of Owls has really bad taste."

While dodging the attacks, Qin Yang jokingly said, "Hiding in the sewers, playing tricks? Today I'll show you what it means to demolish a house at the speed of light!"

He accelerated suddenly, transforming into a dazzling golden light, and crashed directly into the metal gate of the fortress.

With a deafening crash, the door was smashed to pieces by the terrifying impact, scattering fragments everywhere.

Qin Yang appeared in the center of the fortress, hands in his pockets, with that lazy smile still on his face.

"Hey, Congressman, are you home?"

Qin Yang's voice echoed in the empty fortress, carrying a hint of provocation, "I heard you really wanted to see me, so I came here specifically to pay you a visit."

Don't be shy, let's go outside and talk.

The senior councilor slowly turned around, a flash of anger in his eyes: "Qin Yang, you really have guts."

"You're the first to dare trespass on the headquarters of my Court of Owls."

"First?"

Qin Yang laughed heartily, his tone flippant, "Then I'm honored."

However, Congressman, your welcoming ceremony was rather meager.

Those laser nets and turrets aren't even worthy of tickling me.

"Insanity!"

The councilor roared and brandished his scepter.

The walls surrounding the fortress suddenly cracked open, and dozens of heavily armored modified warriors rushed out, their eyes flashing red, and their weapons radiating deadly energy fluctuations.

"Modified warrior?"

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes. "Tsk, the Owl Court is quite the player."

Come on, let me see how tough you guys are!

Before he could finish speaking, the modified warriors opened fire in unison, and energy beams rained down on Qin Yang like a storm.

However, Qin Yang's figure had already transformed into golden light, moving freely among the beams of light.

The entire battle was so fast it was dazzling, like a dance of light and shadow.

"too slow!"

Qin Yang's voice echoed through the fortress, tinged with mockery, "Grand Councilor, is this all you've got? Or are you planning to take matters into your own hands?"

The senator's face turned ashen. He suddenly raised his scepter and began chanting an incantation.

Suddenly, the floor in the center of the fortress cracked open, and a huge mechanical behemoth slowly rose up.

Its shape resembles an owl, with scarlet light flashing in its eyes and dozens of energy cannons embedded in its wings.

"Qin Yang, this is the Court of Owls' ultimate weapon—'Night Owl'!"

The councilor's voice carried a hint of madness, "No matter how fast you are, you can't stop its destructive power!"

"Nite Owl?"

Qin Yang tilted his head, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. "Tsk, that sounds pretty intimidating."

Unfortunately, the thing I'm least afraid of is big guys.

The mechanical behemoth suddenly spread its wings, and dozens of energy beams blasted towards Qin Yang, causing the entire fortress to tremble.

However, Qin Yang's figure transformed into golden light once again, easily dodging all attacks.

He accelerated suddenly, appearing instantly above the giant beast's head, a dazzling ball of light condensing in his palm.

"Try this!"

Qin Yang let out a low shout, and the ball of light suddenly exploded, transforming into countless laser beams that precisely struck the giant beast's joints and energy core.

With a deafening roar, the giant beast's armor was shattered, and it collapsed to the ground, billowing thick smoke.

The congressman's pupils contracted, his eyes filled with shock: "Impossible... Night Owl actually..."

"Nothing is impossible."

Qin Yang landed slowly, clapped his hands, and said in a relaxed tone, "I told you, three seconds is enough."

"Grand Councilor, your game is over."

The councilor staggered backward, trying to escape, but Qin Yang's figure had already transformed into golden light and appeared in front of him in an instant.

With a kick, the senator crashed heavily into the wall, his scepter flying out of his hand and shattering into pieces.

"Cough cough..."

The high-ranking senator collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest, his eyes filled with resentment. "Qin Yang... you think defeating me will end the Court of Owls? Our power far exceeds your imagination..."

"Far beyond my expectations?"

Qin Yang squatted down, looking down at the senior councilor, and said in a mocking tone, "Tsk, then you guys'd better step up your game."

The landscape of Gotham has changed.

"High Councilor, go to jail and reflect on your actions. And don't forget to pay your protection money."

Qin Yang stood in the center of the underground fortress of the Court of Owls, surrounded by scattered fragments of mechanical behemoths, the air thick with the smell of burnt metal and a faint scent of gunpowder.

He lazily clapped his hands, his gaze sweeping over the fallen congressman, a signature mocking smile playing on his lips.

The lights in the fortress flickered, and the owl runes on the walls had faded, as if foreshadowing the end of this mysterious organization.

The senior legislator clutched his chest, breathing heavily, his eyes filled with resentment and anger, but even more so with an unconcealable fear.

"Tsk, Congressman, that expression doesn't look like something a Gotham boss would have on his face."

Qin Yang crouched down, tilting his head to look him over, his tone flippant with a hint of mockery, "Tell me, what other tricks does the Court of Owls have up its sleeve? Don't tell me you're counting on this tin owl to turn the tide." (End of Chapter)