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Chapter 183: The Abnormal Bicyclist and Batman
It's almost night in Gotham City.

Ma Zhaodi was wearing a black robe and riding a bicycle through the city.

In the past few days, he deeply felt that there were differences between master-level abilities. As he traveled around Gotham City on a bicycle, his familiarity with this skill was rapidly improving.

"quack--"

Suddenly, a pitch-black feather fell from the night sky accompanied by the cry of a crow. This was one of the spies that Ma Zhaodi had trained recently. The animals and plants in this universe seemed to be connected in their own elemental networks. Ma Zhaodi, relying on his proficiency in natural language, could easily communicate and train them.

"Are there a large number of people carrying guns on the streets?"

Ma Zhaodi's nerves immediately tensed up when he heard the crow's cry. He turned the front of the bicycle and pedaled hard, and the engine of the modified bicycle immediately started to generate power.

Swah——

The figure on the bicycle flew out from the rooftop, slid in a long arc in the air, and then landed on the top of the rooftop of another building, then flew out again and landed on another roof.

It was clearly a means of transportation used on the ground, but at this moment it was flying over the entire city.

At the same time, another black figure appeared in the sky. Unlike Ma Zhaodi, he flew with wings.

Batman was patrolling Gotham City as usual. The city had been quite restless recently, and he was very worried about it—not that any murders had occurred. In fact, according to his investigations over the past few days, quite a few murders had probably been prevented.

However, the method used by the person who stopped the murder was very cruel.

Very cruel.

"The Perverted Bicyclist"

He silently pondered the guy's name and remembered the host's report on him on TV.

"Recently, Gotham City has seen a spate of murders, all of which were attempted. According to victims and witnesses, after being stopped, the suspects are invariably stripped of all their clothing and hung from streetlights or balconies with their clothes facing outward. Although the hangings don't cause any actual harm, the practice is incredibly perverted. A significant number of suspects have reported experiencing significant psychological damage and a complete social demise."

It's cruel anyway.

Very cruel.

And tonight, Alfu told him that the police found that Falcone's members and a group of armed thugs from the East District were gathering on the street, and it seemed that a fight was about to happen, so he immediately rushed to the scene, and as expected, he saw the figure on the bicycle.

It’s him, Batman thought to himself. He had failed to catch him several times before, and he must not let him go this time.

In a place like Gotham City, at this point in time, doing something like this is extremely dangerous. The job of a vigilante is not a game.

So, when the bicycle landed, he also caught up with the other party on the bat bike. He turned his head and saw that the other party was wearing a black robe and a distorted ghost mask on his face.

"No matter who you are or what you want to do, don't go any further." His voice was serious and low: "Go back, this is not a game, you might die."

"If you could cover it up, I certainly wouldn't show up."

An unexpected voice came from under the mask, causing Batman's pupils to tremble. When saying this, the other party did not disguise his voice and deliberately let him know his identity.

That was the new officer at the Gotham Police Department, Ma Zhaodi. Batman knew that he had given the life-saving candy to Chuck, but he didn't expect that he was the pervert who had recently appeared in Gotham and liked to hang people.

When Ma Zhaodi said the second sentence, his voice had become strange and shrill, like the perverted voice often seen in horror movies.

"Nearly a hundred cases have occurred in recent days, and nearly fifty or sixty of them ended with Batman's belated arrival. This shows that you are stretched thin and isolated."

"If I don't rush over tonight, with this kind of large-scale gunfight about to break out, can you guarantee that no Gotham citizens will be affected by it alone?"

Batman was silent for a moment. He couldn't answer Ma Zhaodi's question.

A whole year has passed since he officially flew into the night sky of Gotham to fight criminals. During this year, he has stopped many crimes; but now is different from the past. The clash between the Joker and the Riddler is not called a crime, but a war.

With his current abilities, it is impossible for him to save every victim on the battlefield.

"There are two murders happening in the city right now. I have animal friends who can help, but you still have to stop the shooting first, right?"

Animal friends?

Batman immediately thought of the intelligence related to the cases in the past few days. In addition to the "criminals with bare feet being hung on street lights", there is another point worth noting, that is, a few of these criminals suddenly felt dizzy and fainted; while the others first heard the birds singing and then suffered severe frostbite.

The victims all said that when the criminals were about to attack, their movements suddenly became slow and weak, giving them ample time to escape and opportunities to resist.

He originally thought that this was done by Mr. Freeze, but now he realized that this was still one of Ma Zhaodi's special abilities.

At this moment, the sound of an eagle's cry was heard again in the sky.

Two huge eagles flew down and threw two flower pots to Ma Zhaodi. In the flower pots were two strange ice-blue peas. Batman had never seen such peas before. He was almost certain that these were not plants on Earth - in order to deal with Poison Ivy, he had learned a lot of plant-related knowledge during this period.

Ma Zhaodi casually stuffed the two flower pots under his black robe. Batman didn't see where he stuffed those things. Then he saw him take out two flower pots from his pocket, still filled with ice blue peas.

"Go, go, this is the pea that was buffed at noon (the ice pea shooter with the "I didn't kill anyone" skill). The night is still long."

Ma Zhaodi threw the flowerpots to the two eagles and threw two candies into their mouths. The two big guys made clear cries and then disappeared into the night.

"You can use your identity as a police officer to uphold justice, Ma Zhaodi." Batman continued to persuade, but his tone had softened: "Daytime is your working time."

"During the day? I wouldn't dare to work so blatantly during the day," Ma Zhaodi replied. "Criminals can tolerate a righteous sheriff with high moral character, but they can't tolerate a legal killer with exceptional combat effectiveness. If I let loose during the day, the police station would be bombed within a week. So I save people during the day and beat them up at night."

While they were talking, the two had already arrived at the scene. Seeing that time was running out, Batman thought briefly and finally made a decision.

"I can cooperate with you, but you have to act according to the plan. This cooperation will help us coordinate and control the situation."

"It's a deal," Ma Zhaodi replied. "But not today. You don't know how I fight, and we don't have time to communicate further. Today, we'll play freely. I'll control the situation, and you can perform as you see fit."

After thinking for a moment, the bat nodded and added the last sentence.

"Don't kill anyone."

(End of this chapter)