Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 236 Deliberately Unleashed a Fist!

"So, that's it?"

The Riddler glanced at Batman and Catwoman, who were already locked in combat with several supervillains, and the Joker, who was being held down by Two-Face. He calmly walked toward Poison Ivy, intending to retrieve his hat and cane from her.

"The war is over? How boring."

"It's not over yet, you bastard."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing the kite flyer's voice, the riddle teller turned around in surprise to look behind him.

The man, who had been in a brief shock, finally woke up. He gritted his teeth and mustered all his strength to get up from the ground. Through his blood-blurred vision, he saw a blood-red world.

Blood was still flowing from his mouth and nose, his brain was buzzing, and at this moment, he felt that his limbs were extremely heavy, and he had to use all his willpower to get up again.

But Kite Man isn't afraid of being knocked down. While rescuing people in war zones, he's been shot and had his bones broken by soldiers ordered to capture him alive, only to be rescued by Batman who arrived late. But no matter how many injuries he sustains or how many punches he takes, he always eats a piece of candy, gets back up, and takes flight again the next day to rescue those who yearn for salvation.

Because he is a kite flyer, even if someone laughs at him, he will smile and laugh along with them. He can be used, defeated, and intimidated, but he also has his own principles.

Now, for the sake of his son who nearly died, Chuck is determined to smash the Riddler's face.

He stumbled forward, swinging his fist at the riddle-maker again. The riddle-maker smiled dismissively and punched him in the face once more.

boom!
Chuck was struck hard in the face again, the punch sending blood and teeth flying into his mouth. His mind went blank again, and he fell backward, feeling dizzy and unsteady.

If I fall this time, can I get back up?
Yes, Chuck answered his own question subconsciously. Of course I will stand up again, but I don't just want to stand up.

I'm going to beat the riddle-maker so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

"Fuck him! Chuck!"

Just then, the freak biker suddenly shouted at Chuck. Instantly, Zach, the firefly in mid-air, and the clown on the ground all looked at him, their eyes filled with astonishment.

The sound was almost deafening and jolted Chuck awake. His vision blurred for a moment before refocusing. In the instant his body leaned backward, he finally regained consciousness. He swiftly reached out and grabbed the Riddler's punching arm, locking it tightly with his left arm.

"Try do one more time and I'll see!"

Chuck roared and raised his right hand, punching the Riddler who was being held by his left arm. The Riddler was shocked by Ma Zhaodi's actions, but his eyes turned to disdain as he looked at Chuck. He tensed his abdominal muscles and raised his left fist, intending to exchange punches with Chuck.

You should fall to the ground, you bug.

boom!
boom!
Chuck's fist landed on the Riddler's stomach, and the Riddler's fist landed on Chuck's head.

But the moment Chuck hits himself, the Riddler realizes he was wrong.

"puff!"

A mouthful of bright red blood spurted from his mouth. The terrifying force of the punch raged through the Riddler's body like a whirlwind. In the instant he was hit, he felt as if he wasn't punching Chuck, but rather a large truck.

"Cough! Cough cough!" He looked at Chuck in disbelief, completely bewildered by what had just happened.

"Cough, cough, your fist, why—"

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Dizzy and disoriented, Chuck had no time to listen to him and punched him in the face again. Bang!
This punch was lighter than the previous one, but it was still terrifyingly powerful. Six or seven of the Riddler's teeth flew out of his mouth, and his jaw drooped down crookedly—his mouth had been dislocated.

The Riddler, his face covered in blood, now understood what Chuck felt. The punch had made him lose consciousness, and he stood there blankly, his body swaying a few times, about to fall down, but he was instantly pulled back up by Chuck.

"It's not over yet, you bastard," he cursed as he removed his gloves and a ring.

These two items are not his; the perverted cyclist had visited him last night.

The night before the decisive battle, in Chuck's living room.

“I know you’re not very good at hand-to-hand combat, Chuck.” The freakish biker in the black robe patted him on the shoulder: “So tomorrow, you have to leave the scene immediately after the fight starts and you can’t participate in the battle.”

Chuck looked at Ma Zhaodi, knowing his friend was worried about his safety, and smiled as he gave him a hug.

“I’m so grateful, my friend, really, I’ve never had any really close friends in my life,” Chuck replied. “You’re the only one.”

"But I can't agree to that, because I still need to find the Riddler."

He said earnestly to Ma Zhaodi, "I'm going to find him, beat his face so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him, and then tell him that he shouldn't have touched my family."

"Come on, you're not some big shot." Ma Zhaodi sighed, "You make such a big deal out of nothing, people who don't know you would think you're some kind of underworld boss."

He paused here, looking at Chuck's serious eyes, and thought to himself, "I probably can't persuade this guy."

So Ma Zhaodi took out a pair of gloves and a ring from his black robe and handed them to Chuck.

“Forget it,” he said. “When it comes to your family, you’re usually a stubborn person, so there’s no point in trying to persuade you—just take these two things.”

"What's this for?"

"Remember lollipops? These two things, like that thing, have some special effects."

Upon hearing this, Chuck subconsciously looked at the ring and gloves on his hand.

Boxer gloves

Price: $10,000 in assets
Note: Increases unarmed combat damage by ten points.

Note 2: Putting aside its strength, doesn't this equipment have any collectible value?

Wild Beast Ring

Price: $80,000 in assets
Note: Increases unarmed combat damage by 20 points and maximum health by 100 points.

Note 2: It's somewhat useful, but not much. You're sitting at the same table as the boxing gloves.

If we explain the effects of these two pieces of equipment using their numerical values, then an average person's unarmed damage would be around four points, and their health points would be several dozen. However, these two pieces combined can increase an average person's unarmed punching power to more than eight times and their health to more than twice its original value—which is why Chuck wasn't directly defeated by the Riddler.

“Chuck, I need to warn you,” Ma Zhaodi said seriously. “I know you’re just an average person, maybe even a bit weak, with only about 50 kilograms of strength in one hand, but you still need to understand that once you put on these two things, you’re no longer an average person.”

"To put it another way, when you hit someone, hold back a little. You can smash their face, but don't kill them."

(End of this chapter)