What's wrong with Superman's brother wanting to be Homelander?

Chapter 88 Gordon's Frustration

Bruce Wayne silently assumed an offensive stance.

"Take off!"

Without any hesitation, he took action.

With his left foot planted firmly on the ground and his right arm slightly bent, he struck David's Adam's apple hard with his elbow.

This is a sure-kill move.

Once it hits.

Not only will the other person's Adam's apple shatter on the spot, but the broken bones will also sever the trachea in an instant.

Faced with Bruce's powerful attack.

This top elder of the Assassin's Guild made no unnecessary movements from beginning to end. He simply turned slightly to the side and moved out in a strange posture, easily dismantling Bruce's killing move.

Then, to Bruce's astonishment...

The sprightly old man vanished right under his nose.

No.

It didn't disappear.

Instead, it blended perfectly with the surrounding darkness and shadows.

This is a visual deception.

Even though Bruce immediately guessed this, he still couldn't pinpoint the other party's location.

People are afraid of what they cannot see.

"Bruce, if you want to be the shadow, then you have to make people fear you!"

"Clang!"

A deep voice echoed from the empty cave, and David Cain appeared out of nowhere behind Bruce.

With just a light slap, Bruce was sent flying.

"You still have fear in your heart!"

David Cain bluntly pointed out Batman's greatest weakness.

Bruce rubbed his sore muscles and got up from the ground.

"Again. Remember, you must confront your fear and become fear itself. Otherwise, you will never be able to glimpse the true secrets of Shadow Martial Arts."

David Cain said with a serious expression.

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Gotham.

The rain showed no signs of abating; on the contrary, it became increasingly torrential.

It was raining heavily.

The flashing neon lights blurred into a jumble of colors under the rain.

Under the cover of night, Plastic Bomb and Shark King headed one after the other to the locations marked as temporary strongholds of the Assassin's Guild.

This was their first battle to make amends for their past mistakes.

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Both the person and the shark are highly valued.

And the outermost edge.

They were Penguin Gang henchmen who had secretly infiltrated the area, tasked with shooting down any ninjas who might try to escape.

In the last half hour before dawn.

After a brief silence, the abandoned factory in the East District and the safe house at the dock warehouse erupted like ignited gas, bursting into flames and making violent explosions.

The commotion quickly attracted the attention of the police.

Red and blue police lights stretched along the coastline, and the piercing sirens pierced through the gray-white dawn.

Gordon got out of the car, his face serious.

He was still wearing his signature white shirt, but his usually meticulous hair looked quite messy.

His eyes were bloodshot, his body was leaning slightly forward, and he exuded an overwhelming sense of fatigue and despondency.

During this period, Gordon felt that nothing he did went smoothly.

First, his girlfriend suffered a mental breakdown and killed her parents, forcing him to be confined to Arkham Asylum.

Then there's the Penguin Gang.

After Falcone permanently retired from the scene, the Penguin Gang took control of all the docks, casinos, underground taverns, loan sharks, and smuggling routes in the city.

As a result, the chaos in the underground forces has decreased significantly, but a behemoth-like black gang is developing at an unstoppable pace.

Besides.

Unlike Falcone.

Oswald was extremely keen on bribing police officers and lower-level municipal officials.

Although these people do not wield much power, their sheer number and ubiquity make them a force to be reckoned with. They are present in every corner of this chaotic city and wield seemingly minor but crucial powers such as street patrols, document approvals, district inspections, and temporary lockdowns.

Often, all it takes is the right offer to successfully turn them against their cause.

The result is that small-scale surprise inspections of shops to allow them to ventilate in advance, and large-scale arrest operations are deliberately delayed, with informants and spies being let go.

Countless intricate intelligence networks intertwined, forming a surveillance network covering the entire city, allowing the Penguin Gang to have a clear understanding of every move in Gotham's streets and alleys.

Even the police need to inform the Penguin people in advance when handling cases, conducting searches, and making arrests.

This made Gordon's work extremely difficult and restrictive.

"We found Penguin Gang henchmen in the surrounding area."

Gordon's partner, Harvey Block, quietly approached.

The other person was wearing a distressed motorcycle trench coat, a dark black vintage tweed fedora hat that he almost never took off, and messy brown hair mixed with a lot of gray and white. He was also chewing on a toothpick.

He appears to be of medium build, but is actually quite robust, possessing a rugged and tough physique.

The other person is one of the few police officers in the entire Gotham Police Department who did not choose to fall into corruption, and is also Gordon's most important partner at present.

"It's the Penguin Gang again!"

Gordon said indignantly, with a sense of helplessness and powerlessness.

"With such a massive explosion, what exactly is the Penguin Gang up to this time? Have there been any casualties?" Gordon frowned deeply.

"The fire is too big, no one wants to go in. Let's wait for the fire department to arrive."

Harvey Block shrugged.

"Besides, you know, even if we did find some charred corpse here, there's nothing we can do. Gotham is officially their territory now, so it's perfectly normal for them to set fire to their own property."

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Gordon looked somber and remained silent.

After nearly an hour of delays, and after both locations were completely reduced to ruins, the fire department, located less than ten miles away, finally arrived.

Gordon was so angry he almost lost it on the spot!

That's Gotham speed!

Why didn't you take a nap before coming over?!

Taking a deep breath, Gordon suppressed his urge to explode and looked at the one-way train that stretched across the complex of Gothic buildings in the distance.

It was built by Thomas Wayne and his wife to address the transportation needs of Gotham's lower-class residents.

At that time, despite the false prosperity of Gotham, a large number of people were living in poverty, but at least there was a powerful force doing everything it could to save the city.

But after the Wayne couple were secretly assassinated, the chaos in Gotham could no longer be concealed.

Two hours later.

As the fire was completely extinguished, Gordon and Harvey quickly walked towards the scene.

After searching, Gordon found several pieces of human tissue that were clearly carbonized.

"What is this?"

Meanwhile, in a corner, Gordon found an iron plaque shaped like a ram's head scimitar. The material seemed unusual, and it looked brand new.

The logo seemed strangely familiar to him.

After a while, he suddenly remembered.

He saw the same sign on the day his girlfriend went crazy.

This logo does not belong to the Penguin Gang.

Those already arrogant guys have long since made the penguin mark the only one and don't bother with confusing the issue.

He just couldn't figure out what the mark represented for the time being.

Regardless, Gordon believes it is necessary to curb the Penguin Gang's recent surge in popularity.

Otherwise, Gotham will only sink deeper and deeper into the quagmire.