The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

The Batmobile weaves through the streets and alleys of Gotham City.

The specially treated engine made almost no noise, and with the two people sprawled on the motorcycle, they looked like an incredibly swift black rat darting through the streets of Gotham.

Nightwing asked the question in a muffled voice.

"I have a question."

"speak."

Li Zhen quickly grasped the essence of Batman, speaking concisely, while the bat-shaped cape behind him fluttered in the wind as they sped along.

"Why am I riding the Batmobile?"

Nightwing gripped the handlebars, his tone laced with gritted teeth. He glanced at Li Zhen's eyes, hidden behind her bat helmet, through the rearview mirror, but couldn't discern any other expression.

"I've never ridden such a high-end thing before."

Yes.

Wearing bat armor, Li Zhen sat in the back seat, tightly hugging Ye Yi's waist, the cool metal armor pressed against Ye Yi's back.

It felt so strange, especially when Nightwing looked down and could see the barbed blades on his bat arm armor almost touching his abdominal muscles, the sharp edges gleaming coldly.

Swallowing hard, Nightwing slightly tightened his stomach.

"Then why did you reject my choice when I wanted to select a tank?"

"Combating criminals often involves urgent situations, and the enclosed structure of tanks makes it inconvenient to jump out."

Li Zhen's explanation was calm and even.

The Batmobile gradually slowed down, and the road ahead became increasingly desolate, with the already sparsely lit streets falling into complete darkness.

In the distance, towards the seaside pier, faint lights flickered.

The voice of a divine oracle came through the headset.

"Oracle is calling on the Bat Team to target the Gotham waterfront docks. A small-scale shootout has broken out between the Penguin and Black Mask gangs. The conflict is currently under control, but the number of people on both sides is still slowly increasing."

"receive."

Nightwing raised his hand and pressed the earpiece, unable to resist glancing at Li Zhen through the rearview mirror.

Aquaman had previously issued a decree prohibiting residents of Gotham Harbor from engaging in fishing and related maritime operations.

Gotham Pier, which was already prone to harboring filth and grime, is now even more deserted.

Ships stranded and warehouses vacant became ideal hideouts for gangsters to operate covertly.

Nightwing slammed on the brakes, stopping the motorcycle a hundred meters from the dock, and quickly gave Li Zhen some instructions.

"Let's divide the work. You deal with the Penguin; I'll deal with Black Mask. Let's finish this quickly."

Li Zhen nodded slightly and raised her hand to adjust the bat helmet.

"OK."

"And there's one more crucial point."

Nightwing leaned forward and raised his fingers once more.

"Killing is forbidden; you can only subdue, not kill."

"it is good."

Li Zhen nodded again, a barely perceptible hint of excitement flashing in her eyes.

He was just out looking for fun; in essence, Earthlings didn't have any interest in him fighting.

After confirming that everything was correct, Nightwing flashed and disappeared into the shadows of the container, his movements swift and agile.

Li Zhen glanced down at the bat grappling hook gun hanging at her waist, and after a brief moment of contemplation, decided to fly at low altitude.

With his feet less than half a centimeter off the ground, he could perform precise micro-operations at lightning speed.

The containers piled up at the dock were used as cover, and the Penguin's men were all dressed in white shirts, black vests, and iceberg badges pinned to their collars.

The black-masked henchmen were dressed in black suits and had black hoods over their faces.

Both sides suppressed their anger and cursed at each other while waiting for an opportunity to retaliate. They went back and forth, but neither dared to go all out. The gunshots from the silenced pistols were sparse, and the shouts were deliberately kept low.

After all, Batman only disappeared for one night, and his influence was still there. Making too much of a commotion might attract that old Batman.

"action!"

Suddenly, Nightwing's short call came through Li Zhen's earpiece, which she had been secretly rummaging through on the outer layer of the container at the edge of the battlefield.

As three smoke grenades landed and exploded, white smoke instantly filled the air, and two dark figures jumped into the battlefield from the left and right.

"It's Batman!"

The familiar opening scene triggered a reaction from some of the gang members, and someone exclaimed in surprise.

Nightwing flashed forward, using the smoke as cover, and rushed straight towards the Black Mask. He instantly unfolded the short stick in his hand and swung it at the Black Mask henchman who was closest to him, his movements as fast as lightning.

With a muffled groan, the henchman collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Without pausing for a moment, he maneuvered and dodged, using cover to constantly evade enemy fire, his movements as graceful as a circus act.

But with each swing of the short stick, the ruthless force caused the black-masked henchmen to fall to the ground one after another.

In just a few dozen seconds, seven people had already been taken down.

Meanwhile, Lee Jung, disguised as Batman, showed no intention of seeking cover and rushed straight towards the Penguin.

Even without seeing photos beforehand, the penguin's features are too obvious.

When the Penguin saw Batman silently rushing towards him, his heart skipped a beat, and he yelled at his subordinates.

"Shoot! Shoot him to stop him! Don't let him get any closer!"

But Batman's next move left them all dumbfounded.

This guy didn't dodge the gunfire at all, didn't seek cover, and just kept jumping and crouching, so the bullets aimed at him just missed the mark.

"Something's not right... Was he this agile before?"

One of the penguin's underlings asked the person next to him with a puzzled look on his face.

The other henchman was even more dumbfounded, and his gun barrel drooped instinctively.

"Bullshit! When have you ever seen Batman do a 720-degree spin in mid-air to dodge bullets?!"

Penguins don't have time to curse people now.

Because Batman was already very close to his face.

Just as the specially designed umbrella was unfolded, before the hidden weapon could be activated, Batman grabbed the edge of the umbrella and snatched it away with an irresistible force and speed.

The penguin was pale and his legs were weak, but he still managed to force a cold smile.

"Looks like you really got a good rest yesterday. You weren't this agile before."

Li Zhen remained silent, only raising her fist, her eyes filled with growing excitement.

"Batman, wait, let's talk this out, I surrender!"

The deep, death-sent voice vanished in a flash.

"650!"

With a "smack," it landed on the penguin's chubby face.

The penguin was knocked to the ground by a punch, blood gushing from his mouth and half a mouthful of broken teeth, his cheeks swelling up at a visible speed.

"You...you're insane!"

The penguin covered his cheeks, shouting in utter shock and fear.

"This is against the rules! We haven't even started the transaction tonight. It was just a minor argument that caused a little friction. You shouldn't have used such force!"

"850!"

A powerful sweeping kick slammed into the penguin's ribs.

With a few sharp cracks, half of the Penguin's ribs were instantly crushed. The intense pain made his vision go black, his body convulse, and more blood gushed from his mouth, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Li Zhen paused for a moment.

Was Nightwing's number correct? How come it's only the second hit, and the other side looks like they're about to kick the bucket?

The penguin coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and suddenly roared.

"Fire! Draw your rifles and shoot this madman!"

Huh~ It can still make noise.

Li Zhen quickly squatted down and raised her fist high.

"1500!"

After delivering a powerful punch that shattered the Penguin's shinbone, Li Zhen dodged the dense hail of bullets with lightning speed, pushing the limits of human visual perception, and ran relentlessly toward Black Mask.

At this moment, Nightwing had just taken down the last of Black Mask's men and was preparing to rush towards Black Mask himself when he noticed a black figure darting rapidly towards him.

The Oracle's barely suppressed voice broke through Nightwing's headset.

"This is outrageous!"

The oracle's call caused Li Zhen to pause for a mere tenth of a second.

He seemed to realize that he had indeed been a bit too indulgent and his style had gone astray—after all, he was there to impersonate Batman.

He pulled a smoke grenade from his waist and casually tossed it on the ground. White smoke instantly burst forth, completely enveloping him and the black mask he had been wearing.

"650!" "850!" "1500!"

After three muffled thuds, accompanied by the black-masked man's shrill scream, Li Zhen burst out of the smoke, calling out to Nightwing as she ran.

"Let's go, next place."