I, V, Gotham Legend

Oliver also seized the opportunity. He pulled out a few more arrows and accurately shot through the shoulders and chests of several enemies.

Seeing how Oliver killed without hesitation, Valerie couldn't help but look at him differently.

Helena destroyed a shield with one punch. Moreover, she was so close before their eyes and looked even more ferocious than King Kong. The thugs, who were already gradually collapsing, finally couldn't stand the psychological pressure anymore. They dropped their shields and retreated to escape.

However, Valerie had been waiting here. She just flashed and the fleeing thugs fell to the ground with their heads separated.

Valerie appeared on the other side of the room as if she had teleported and shook off the blood on her samurai sword. It all happened so quickly that it seemed as if a part of time had been cut off.

Helena punched through another shield, and the person hiding behind it had his head hammered into the chest.

Since then, all the thugs have fallen to the ground. It has only been five minutes since the stun grenade exploded.

"This should be the last one." Valerie walked back to the pile of teddy bears while examining her gloves.

Suddenly, a man jumped out from behind the pile of teddy bears, screamed to encourage himself, and rushed towards Valerie with a bag of flour.

However, Valerie was prepared. She raised her hand and a pistol appeared in her hand.

The bullet was fired, piercing through the packaging bag of white powder and hitting the thug right between his eyebrows.

The thug fell down helplessly, and white flour fluttered in the air like snowflakes.

Valerie stayed away from these things and didn't want to have anything to do with them.

Oliver walked behind Valerie, looking at the slowly falling white powder, with a gleam of hatred remaining in his eyes.

"You look like you're still not satisfied." Valerie looked at Oliver. "I didn't expect that. I thought superheroes wouldn't kill people."

"Compared to me, you are superheroes." Oliver said to Valerie very seriously, "I don't like taking people's lives, but that doesn't mean I can't do it."

"Really..." Valerie looked at Oliver's mask thoughtfully, "You are very different from him."

Although Batman's principle of not killing is difficult for anyone other than himself to understand, Valerie still admires him very much.

After so many events, Valerie deeply understood that when facing the darkness, it is more difficult to insist on not killing than to impose direct sanctions.

"Destroy them. I don't want to see these things exist in this world for even one more second." Oliver suggested, looking at the pile of teddy bears.

Valerie nodded. She had prepared enough chemicals before coming to evaporate the stolen goods.

But just as Valerie took a few steps forward and was about to clean up, she suddenly paused, and then jumped back as if frightened.

Helena ran over to Valerie and noticed that the hair on her body stood on end.

"What's wrong? V?" Helena asked with concern.

"Nothing... nothing." Valerie calmed herself down and then said in a defiant manner.

Just now, she saw several huge cockroaches crawling out from the pile of teddy bears! She was so scared that she almost screamed.

But now that she had refocused her attention, Valerie saw nothing. The pile of teddy bears was clean and tidy, and there didn't look like any bugs had crawled out of them.

"Is it an illusion..." Valerie frowned, she felt something was unusual.

However, it doesn't matter whether there are cockroaches in the teddy bears or not, as long as these things are destroyed.

Valerie calmed herself down, then walked back to the pile of teddy bears under Helena's concerned look and Oliver's strange gaze.

……

At the edge of the metropolitan Xidao Port, vans stopped one after another in an orderly manner.

They waited for the arrival of big customers, accompanied by the sound of steamship whistles in the distance.

The regent, who was famous only in the underground world, sat in a black car. He lit a cigarette and looked at the sea in silence.

They have been working hard for a week for this big order, and today is the rare day to receive the goods. Even if the Kryptonians really destroyed the earth, they would still deliver the goods to the customer.

Disguising such a large quantity of goods so as not to attract attention is no easy task, and the longer they wait, the greater the risk of being exposed.

The gangsters were eagerly awaiting the arrival of their customers, and no one noticed that on a billboard not far from them, a man who blended into the night was also observing them.

Batman did not rush to take action. He certainly did not go to so much trouble just to catch a criminal leader across provinces.

The drug dealers in Metropolis are just his bait, and his real target is the people in Gotham who are about to order the white powder.

No. 12. Trading

An ordinary-looking fishing boat was slowly approaching the harbor, its streamlined hull painted with blue dye.

After receiving a convincing report from his subordinates, the Regent stepped out of the car, a Rubik's Cube tightly grasped in his hand.

The person in the transaction called himself White. Although his real name and identity could not be verified, he was generous and had already paid a large deposit.

For the sake of the US dollar, the Regent and his staff gave up tracking down White's identity after confirming that it was not a sting operation.

The fishing boat finally docked at the seaside. The people from the Bolon Group did not greet it immediately. After a period of silence, the people on the fishing boat took the lead in lowering the rope ladder.

A group of people wearing gas masks climbed down from the fishing boat. They were dressed in black and wrapped up like they were in a sterile chamber.

The Regent twisted the Rubik's Cube as if to calm down his nervousness. He took a deep breath and then stepped forward: "Is Gotham built in the universe?"

"Those things are very dangerous. Even if they just evaporate into the air, they can affect people." Because of the mask, the person who spoke had a muffled voice.

"This doesn't sound like a normal medicine." The Regent had also seen the effects of these white flours. "Why did your boss buy this stuff?"

"We have no right to manage these matters." The man in the gas mask skipped the topic. "What about the cargo? You said you could provide transportation services."

They drove such a fishing boat that was difficult to board because the Bolon Group took the initiative to provide cargo transportation services to the big moneybags. Therefore, they were very unethical and made secrecy their first goal, and had no intention of sharing the worries of the other party.

The Regent chuckled and gestured to his men beside him.

The subordinate nodded as he was ordered. He spoke a few words into the phone, and then the vans lined up in a row turned around and opened their trunks to the bigwigs.

Every car was filled with crudely made teddy bears, and one of the gangsters picked up a bear and trotted over to the Regent.

The Regent took the teddy bear, pulled off the bear's head, took out a plastic bag filled with white powder, and handed it to the person opposite.

After taking the plastic bag, the man in the gas mask did not tear it open to inspect the contents. Instead, he took out a device that looked like a mobile phone from his pocket and pressed it to the bottom of the plastic bag.

With a shrill beeping sound, the pointer on the instrument dial soared to a dangerous position.

The masked man nodded: "It's what we want."

"This is..." The Regent frowned. This method of testing made him very uneasy.

What has your group been in contact with in the past few months?

"Don't worry, normally, it's harmless to the human body if it's just a slight contact." The masked man seemed to know this stuff very well, and he handed the bag of powder back to the regent. "So how do you plan to load these goods onto the ship? If it's just moving, it will take us until dawn with this amount of manpower."

The Regent smiled with ease, handed the white flour to his younger brother beside him, and then took out the Rubik's Cube that he had hidden in his hand from the beginning.

As if to show off, he lifted the Rubik's Cube to the level of his eye and simply flipped it twice.

It was as if a switch was turned on, and the toys in the van behind him sank into space as if they were thrown into the sea.

Then he twisted the cube twice more, and this time no strange phenomena occurred. The Regent showed a relieved expression: "It's over, the goods are now on your ship."

The masked man was greatly surprised. He had never seen such a scene before.

"Is this some kind of alien technology?"

"Not entirely." The Regent put away the Rubik's Cube and skipped the topic. He himself didn't know where the Rubik's Cube came from.

Back then, he was just a small fisherman doing odd jobs at the bottom of the fishermen's fishing boat. During a fishing trip, he accidentally caught this Rubik's Cube.

Relying on the magical spatial ability of this Rubik's Cube and his own talent in power struggles, he was finally promoted all the way and became the current regent.

"Come on board with me." The masked man did not immediately believe the regent's words. "After I confirm that the goods have arrived, I will settle the payment for you."

The Regent nodded with a relaxed smile, and climbed up the rope ladder at the masked man's inviting gesture.

The bodyguards behind him looked at each other and quickly followed the Regent's pace.

"It's amazing that you can endure a ship in such conditions." The Regent said jokingly as he climbed up.

The masked man had also climbed up the rope ladder and in three or two steps he was at the same position as the Regent.

"Someone has been targeting us, so this time the operation will be as low-key as possible...but we have brought enough manpower."

There was a hint of threat in the masked man's words, implying that he was not afraid of being robbed by another gangster.

The Regent pretended not to hear. He had no intention of breaking the contract. "Then I really want to see how many people are hiding on this ship..."

He stopped talking mid-sentence, for they had already climbed aboard.

On the deck rusted by the erosion of the sea breeze, more than a dozen people wearing tight protective clothing fell to the ground, their masks all in tatters.

"What's wrong with you?" The masked man climbed onto the deck. He ran to his men in panic and squatted down to check them.

He was relieved to find that his men were just unconscious, but then fear consumed him.

Just now, he was having a pleasant conversation with the Regent at the port, but in just a short while, several of his men were all knocked down, and he didn't even hear a sound.

"Is it time for you to take a break?" The Regent was still clinging to the rope ladder. The strange scene made him afraid to get on board.

"He...he is coming..." The masked man stood up with a trembling voice. He took off the submachine gun from his back and looked around nervously.

"Do you need help?" the Regent asked from a distance, but his hand was signaling his men to retreat.

The Regent achieved his current position, not only by using magic cubes and political tactics, but also by relying on the word "survive".

The masked man turned his head and looked at the Regent. He was about to say something but stopped. The Regent could imagine his frozen expression.

The Regent felt something was wrong and he looked back in the direction the masked man was looking.

Behind him was a pitch-black night sky with no visible stars, but the Regent vaguely saw a huge bat spreading its wings and flying towards him.

"That is……"

He was still immersed in shock when several shiny darts brushed past his face with a whistling sound and pierced the pillar connecting the rope ladder below him to the deck.

The Regent finally saw clearly that those were bat-shaped darts with a slight bulge in the middle. The red light on the darts was flashing at high speed like an alarm.

"bong!!!"

With the sound of an explosion, the rope ladder was blown off, and the Regent fell off the boat with several of his men with a look of despair in his eyes.

NO13.Meet

Bat rushed to the deck with the wind, kicked the masked man in the chest with both feet, and pressed him to the ground. The submachine gun was knocked aside like an ice skate.

Batman then punched the masked man in the head, shattering one of his lenses.

"Who are you working for?!" Bat's growl sounded like the roar of a devil.

"I won't tell! He will kill me!" The masked man's exposed eyes were already filled with fear.

"I can kill you right now!" Batman's white eyes came close to the masked man.

"No... stop joking, we all know that you don't kill people!" The masked man's voice trembled, and he grinned as if to cheer himself up.

Batman was silent for a moment. As he became more active, Batman's principles became more and more famous, which actually provided little trouble for his violent investigation.

But it was just a little trouble. Batman took out a bag of flour and said, "You should know the effect of this thing. Do you want me to tell you what is the most terrible one?"

"No..." The masked man looked at Baimian who was so close to him, his eyes full of resistance.

He had seen it too many times, and even experienced personally the consequences of being infected by this type of drug. The struggling and miserable appearance was totally undignified.

"I don't know... I, the boss is just giving us orders from the asylum as a transit station. Please, this is all I dare to know!"

Batman didn't say anything. He still stared at the masked man's face and pretended to tear open the bag.

"No! No matter who the boss is, he must be working with Scarecrow! There must be some conspiracy!" The masked man finally couldn't help but reveal an important clue.

However, this was of no use to Batman, as he already knew that Scarecrow was one of the masterminds behind the deal.

But since this is all the masked man can say so far, it proves that this is all he knows, and Batman will no longer embarrass him.

After throwing the white flour aside, Batman grabbed the masked man by the collar and hit him hard with the head, knocking him unconscious.

……

The Regent felt himself extremely lucky as there was shallow water beneath the rope ladder so he would not fall to his death or drown.

He and several of his men broke free from the rope ladder and swam towards the shore, splashing water and making splashing sounds.

After he could step on solid land, the Regent finally had the leisure to check his precious Rubik's Cube.

Although this Rubik's Cube is very powerful, it is still difficult to operate. It can store objects for a short period of time, but if you keep things in it for too long, they will mysteriously disappear.