American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

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The police department was the first to clash with the Penguin Gang. Since the number of superpowered criminals has increased, the use of various highly lethal weapons is no longer prohibited.

Because some people are more dangerous than those weapons!

Neurotoxic needles, poison gas, viruses; extreme speed, flash, explosion.

This type of superpowered individual is extremely common within gangs.

The gang's drugs all come from the metropolis, so they are far more dangerous than the government-sold therapeutic super-powered drugs.

The unseen poison needle will always hurt you when you least expect it; every smoke bomb thrown at you cannot be ruled out as dangerous, whether it is filled with smoke or poison gas, only the person who is poisoned will know; the virus is the extreme case, you cannot take any of those who come to their deaths lightly, who knows how ferocious the virus in their body is.

They can dodge bullets with lightning speed and simultaneously deliver poison gas grenades behind the police car.

The guys at the police station are only able to hold on a little longer thanks to their healing superpowers.

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A huge black shadow flew across the sky, startling both sides below.

One side is fearful, the other is happy.

The wild, eccentric commentator, pointing in terror to the rooftop, explained to his companions:

"Batman is here! He's standing on the rooftop looking down, oh shit, and his sidekick, Robin."

"Hoo... I am Nightwing!"

Nightwing was furious; he'd been working independently for a long time! He wasn't Batman's sidekick!

The commentator was momentarily speechless. Nightwing? This was outside his area of ​​expertise! Damn it, wasn't Batman's sidekick named Robin? Why did he change his name?

"Your information is outdated. This Nightwing is just Robin with a different name. You don't even know that, you idiot."

"Huh? Really?"

"It's true, would I lie to you?"

"Too……"

Suddenly, the crowd started chatting like they were in a market, as if Batman's arrival had provided a pressure relief valve for both sides, preventing them from going straight into a fight.

"Give up! Batman is here! You're doomed!"

Harvey Block was the first to speak up. This job was originally supposed to be Gordon's, but unfortunately Gordon was having a bad day. Without the super-powered drug, he accidentally inhaled some toxic gas and was being treated in the back.

The Penguin Gang members weren't backing down either. One of them stood up and shouted, "Give back our boss, and the Bane Gang's boss too! If you don't, we'll keep making trouble!"

Harvey Block thought for a moment, "We don't think we captured the Penguin, do we?"

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"You guys need to calm down! We haven't captured the Penguin yet!"

And Bane, he'll be sent back to prison.

Batman is here, you'd better think carefully!

Harvey Bullock pulls Batman into the conversation, hoping to use Batman's fame to suppress the morale of the opposing gang.

Batman also jumped down from above and stood between the two groups of people at the opportune moment, while Nightwing observed from above to prevent the gangsters from launching a sneak attack.

The number of people involved in this riot was so large that basically everyone who had any interest in the super drug came out.

How many people are in their gang? They've already taken over several commercial streets, and while they're burning, killing, and looting, their ranks are still expanding. With just a little persuasion, some Gotham citizens might happily bring their guns and automatically join them.

How many police officers are there? At most twenty-five police cars, and that's all that's used in operations. Moreover, their equipment and weaponry are far inferior to the enemy's.

Without bringing in foreign aid, we simply can't win.

If you need support, should you contact the army?

If we contact them, they'd probably be happy to send a few more missiles; the military would be happy to wipe out these rioters in Gotham.

Gotham's new mayor is also a puppet of the Court of Owls, and they will not allow troops from other places to be stationed in Gotham. The claws of the Court of Owls are ready to go. These claws, which have been enhanced by superpowers, are no longer what they used to be, and solving this problem will be a piece of cake.

Inviting gods is easy, but sending them away is difficult. If we allow the army to move in, driving them away won't be as easy as letting them in.

In the eyes of the Court of Owls, the gangs may cause trouble, but in the end they will still run Gotham properly, and the Court of Owls will remain aloof and not afraid of the gangs that cause trouble.

But I digress. Let's get back to the topic.

"Disperse, everyone. Don't force me to take action."

Batman, suffering from terminal throat cancer, simply stared coldly at the group of gangsters. Although his voice was soft, it made the gangsters unconsciously take a few steps back.

"No! You must hand over our boss! Otherwise, we won't leave."

The leader was dressed in a suit and looked very much like the Penguin, but he was healthy and tall. He was the Penguin's number one underling.

Alfred's voice came from inside Batman's mask.

[Rock, the Ice Blade at the Iceberg Restaurant, is the Penguin's top henchman. Master, be careful of his ice superpowers.]

Batman didn't say anything, but simply made a fighting stance. His power armor started to operate, and the red energy bar looked incredibly imposing.

He's now keeping a close eye on Ice Blade Locke.

Locke's henchmen quickly dispersed. They had all heard about Batman's situation; it was said that he had been moved to the pharmaceutical factory by their boss a long time ago, but this guy not only didn't die, he escaped!

Moreover, judging from Batman's current mental state, he doesn't seem to have been abused for a long time at all. It's terrifying! Whether it's his temperament, luck, or fighting ability, this guy is too terrifying!

"I advise you, you stinky bat, don't think you can withstand my low temperatures just because you have an iron shell. Just hand over our boss and we'll let you go!"

The breath exhaled from Ice Blade Locke gradually turned white, and frost began to appear on his hands, face, and hair, indicating that he was about to use his superpowers.

"Do you need my help?"

Nightwing asked a question, not because he wanted to intervene, but subconsciously, asking the question he most often asked when he was Robin.

The familiar feeling startled Batman for a moment, then he immediately replied, "Stay put."

After saying that, he rushed forward without looking back.

"Tch, still the same old thing!"

Nightwing curled his lip in disdain. It was always the same. But he probably forgot that this was most likely Batman's subconscious behavior, or in short, he just said it offhand.

Ice Blade Locke conjured an ice blade with his bare hands and slashed at Batman.

If it were an ordinary citizen, they would definitely be stabbed to death by that sharp ice blade.

If a five-star good citizen is proficient in all kinds of weapons, they can indeed fight against Ice Blade Locke for a long time. However, the cold aura emitted by Ice Blade Locke will eventually put a five-star citizen at a disadvantage, and they will be stabbed to death by Ice Blade Locke.

However, the one now facing Ice Blade is the Dark Knight, Batman, a figure renowned throughout Gotham. With a swift and decisive combo, he knocked the blade from Ice Blade Locke's hand.

Before his opponent could conjure another ice blade, Batman swiftly pinned him to the ground with a chokehold and a grappling hook.

Ice Blade Locke immediately unleashed a chilling aura, causing Batman's armor to be covered in frost.

"Let me go, or you'll turn into an ice cube!"

Batman calmly opened the armor on his wrist, pressed a few buttons, and his power armor began to emit high temperatures. The frost hissed twice and turned into water vapor.

Ice Blade Locke, whose face was covered in hot steam

"You! You're targeting me on purpose!"

"No, it's just that you happen to be within my target range!"

Power armor itself is a combat suit specifically designed to deal with strange superpowered individuals. Temperature control is its most basic ability, allowing him to fight continuously in both cold and hot regions.

Low-temperature capabilities like ice blades are useless until the power armor runs out of energy!

Seeing that the leader was easily subdued by Batman, GCPD officers quickly moved forward, surrounded Batman, and pointed their guns at the mob to prevent them from rioting.

Batman skillfully stood up, allowing the GCPD officers to arrest Ice Blade Locke.

Give him a sedative; it'll keep him unconscious for 24 hours!

Gotham currently lacks a specific method to deal with these superpowered individuals, so the approach is rather simple and brutal: the police will lock superpowered criminals in a specially designed combined prison, wait 24 hours for the effects of the superpowered drugs to wear off, and then transfer them to a regular prison.

Batman watched them load the ice blades onto the police car and drive away, then turned to look at the group of gangsters who hadn't yet dispersed.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted:

"Fuck, we outnumber them, what are we afraid of! Let's fight them!"

Corey, don't forget your kids!

Rosa, your money!

Kalis, aren't you going to get revenge?!

You have no choice, go for it!

After this shout, three beast-like beings rushed out. Not only that, but with these three leading the way, the others injected themselves with the drug as if it were free!

Genetic mutations began, and a gigantic mutant creature thus appeared in the public eye.

"A generous crab! What a monster!" The terrified citizens frantically ran backward.

Even the fearless were running backwards, because these monsters were emitting all sorts of strange abilities, such as poison gas and poison needles.

The mutation on the street caused chaos, and Nightwing yelled, "Fuck!"

Then he pulled out a stick and bravely rushed forward to fight the gene-bearing monsters that were twisting and turning in agony.

"careful!"

Batdarts were fired, deflecting the genetically modified monster. Bone needles and grappling hooks were also fired. Batman quickly moved between skyscrapers, searching for a position to attack.

"Alfred, can you find their weaknesses? By the way, notify the research institute and ask how their reverse engineering is going."

Alfred manipulates the bat computer to analyze their physiological structure.

[Sir, the mutation is still ongoing. We suggest you use a tranquilizer gun, with a large dose, to immobilize them first, and then control them.]

The research institute responded that they have too many genes, and without their original gene sample, reverse engineering is extremely slow. In other words, they have no results.

Batman leaps over the "arm" that is being swung at him from the other side. That arm can no longer be called an arm; it has been transformed into an eight-meter-long fleshy whip that can shatter the load-bearing walls of concrete buildings with a single flick.

The buildings on both sides of the street had been basically leveled by these five monsters.

Nightwing was knocked away multiple times, and he only survived because of his power armor.