I, V, Gotham Legend

The few people who were still in the cabin, who had been beaten to death by the guys who rushed out, looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Humph." Shiva was the first to show a relaxed smile, "Our contract has ended. See you next time."

As she spoke, she also jumped to the large broken hole and ran out along the outer wall.

The big bird hiding behind the mercenary also sneered: "Women who are in a hurry to run away... Bain is out, let's go too!"

After receiving the order from their leader, the mercenaries dropped smoke bombs and evacuated in an orderly manner as if they had rehearsed it many times.

Gordon and the others were stunned for a moment as they watched the mercenaries disappear so cleanly before their eyes.

"Chief Gordon..." A policeman approached Gordon and spoke worriedly.

"Get out first." Gordon whispered, "Bane can't escape. She is that V."

“Do you want to leave everything to V?” The subordinate seemed relieved.

Gordon glared at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Let's go up first and support V as much as possible."

After receiving detailed instructions from Gordon, the police also started running outside.

On the other side, Bane jumped into the sea with Valerie, and Valerie was thrown out as Bane swung his arms.

But she only turned half a circle in the air and then hovered in the sky. The jet pack behind Valerie was already catching fire.

"Your weird strength is meaningless here." Bane floated on the sea as if he had an air bag in his body, mocking Valerie triumphantly.

"Idiot." Valerie couldn't help but swear, "You put yourself in a bad situation."

Bane's face immediately fell, and he found that he couldn't find a way to knock Valerie down from the sky for a moment.

"Are you a fly? Come down if you can." Bain shouted again.

Valerie was amused. It was a rare moment for her to feel that she had an IQ that was better than her opponent's. "You don't think the advantage I mentioned is that I can fly, do you?"

As she spoke, Valerie clapped her hands together and pulled out a thin thread that glowed orange like a twirling rope.

There were too many people just now, and we were very close to our teammates, so this kind of wide-area lethal weapon was not suitable for use.

But now the battlefield has moved to the vast sea, with only V and Bane, which is simply telling Valerie to play the game however she wants.

Bane was intimidated by Valerie's confidence, and he stared at Valerie's movements carefully.

Seeing V swinging the whip of light at him, Bane immediately held his breath and dived into the sea.

The whip of light shot into the sea and passed by Bane. The thin orange line came into contact with the sea water, causing a large number of bubbles to rise.

Bane was blown away by the stream of bubbles, and his dull brain could hardly even comprehend what was happening.

NO46. The trapped beast still fights

The whip of light smashed into the sea like a thunderclap, and the ripples in the sea water formed like a whirlpool.

The turbulent ocean current hit Bane's face, and he could even feel the heat blowing in his face.

Bane swung his inflated arms and adjusted his direction in the ocean. With his sharp eyes, he discovered a submarine not far away with the logo of his subordinates painted on it.

Valerie was suspended in the air, and she retracted the stretched single molecule thread.

Bane tried to hide in the seabed using the protective color of the ocean, but he was too big, like a dolphin, and Valerie's eyes were fixed on him.

Since he was assigned to escort Bane by the police, he absolutely could not die. But the situation was already very serious, and losing some limbs was inevitable.

For Valerie, as long as she didn't die on the spot, she could be saved.

Having said that, it is also a challenge to ensure that Bane does not die when using single-molecule wires. Valerie feels like she is playing a very technical game.

Bane climbed onto a submarine, which was an expensive machine that was only used as a torpedo and was not very far from the sea surface.

He compared his body with the size of the submarine in front of him and confirmed that he could not get in, so he had to climb to the top of the submarine where at least he had a place to stand.

Bane's body had swelled unnoticed, and he looked too big. Just standing up from the submarine was enough for him to float above the water above his shoulders.

Bane took a breath. Ever since he regained the ability to think, he felt dizzy. He was thinking about something the moment before, but the next moment he realized that he was in a daze and his consciousness was blank for a long time.

The injection that the Asian woman gave couldn't cure Bane's brain that was corroded by the venom. It was already the limit that he could still think.

Valerie retracted the single-molecule line. She knew very well that if the light whip hit the submarine under Bane's feet, it would cause a violent explosion.

She couldn't guarantee that Bane's physical ability could be strengthened to the point where he could survive a close-range torpedo explosion. Bane's choice unexpectedly made her hesitate.

But that doesn't mean Valerie just lets it go.

Bane's silly head floated to the surface of the water, like a moving target. Seeing his defenseless appearance, Valerie took out a brick from her pocket.

There was a violent sound of breaking through the air, and Valerie threw the brick out, like a cannonball fired from the muzzle.

The brick broke through the air with unstoppable force and hit Bane's head directly. The hard brick was shattered like tofu.

Bane groaned in pain, but unfortunately he was not knocked unconscious by the blow.

Seeing that the brick didn't work well, Valerie was not disappointed. If one hit didn't work, then she would try a few more.

Valerie pulled another metal baseball bat from her pocket and aimed it at Bane from a distance.

Bane frowned. He was still dizzy from being hit by a brick and for a moment he didn't even think of dodging.

The jet pack on her back increased its power, carrying her across dozens of meters in the air and directly catching up to Bane.

Bane also shook his head, his eyes widened with bloodshot, and he clenched his right fist and hit Valerie's head.

V was faster and climbed up before being hit in the face, dodging Bane's punch. Then she used her metal baseball bat to hit Bane's chin from bottom to top.

The metal baseball bat was knocked crooked and Bane's upper body was knocked backward, but he stood firm and immediately punched back.

Valerie changed direction again, nimbly dodged another attack from Bane, floated to the other side of his body, and swung out another blow.

"state!"

This time the sound was so heavy that it seemed to have an echo, and the baseball bat that had just been hit crooked was knocked back to normal.

Just at this moment, a group of Bain thugs were approaching on a motorboat. They saw from afar that the boss who had escaped from trouble was in crisis, and they did not dare to be negligent for a moment.

"Support!" The thugs yelled, raising all kinds of weapons in their hands and aiming at Valerie floating in the air, but they did not dare to shoot.

Bane was right next to Valerie, shaking his bleeding head, obviously badly injured.

Until someone shouted, "Big Bird said our guns can't hurt Bane, fire!"

The thugs then pulled the trigger, and bullets flew like rain amid the sound of firecrackers.

"You have a really good group of men." Valerie said to Bane sarcastically, then she grabbed Bane's head.

Logically speaking, Valerie's current physical condition allows her to take a shower under a hail of bullets, but that doesn't mean she would be willing to be shot.

She held Bane's head, passed it over his shoulders, and bent Bane backwards, forming an arched protective shield.

The bullet hit Bane hard, but was deflected by his thick skin.

"Sure enough..." Valerie put away the healing medicine in her hand that she had prepared just in case. She knew that since he could withstand so many attacks from her, he would not be shot to death.

Her metal bat had been thrown into the sea, and the jet pack on her back was turned off, falling onto the submarine at her feet along with Bane.

Bane was huge, and the depth of the water with half of his body exposed was enough to submerge Valerie's head. After stepping on solid ground, Valerie increased the strength of her arms and buried Bane's head in the water.

"Gululu..." Bane had trouble holding his breath as he leaned back with his neck strangled. Water was poured into him involuntarily, and his body twisted uncomfortably.

Bane was nearly three meters tall, with a body shaped like an inverted triangle of flesh. When he struggled, he was like a rising sheet thrown into the water, stirring up chaotic waves.

Bane's thugs have stopped shooting, not only because all the bullets hit Bane, but also because now the two of them are sinking into the sea together, they can't see the situation below clearly.

Some brave ones drove the motorboat to the side of the stirred waves, but the speed of this motorboat was much slower than the previous operation that rode the wind and waves.

Bane struggled hard, and at first he tried to pry open Valerie's arms, but after repeated unsuccessful attempts, he became confused and his arms flailing around randomly.

Valerie held Bane tightly down and turned on the scanner in her eyes to monitor his physical condition in case Bane pretended to faint or was actually drowned.

Everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion, as there was an insurmountable gap between the two sides in terms of lung capacity and strength.

Until Bane's waving hands grabbed a chain, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw and exerted all his strength.

The thugs who came to check the situation on the sea felt their motorboat shake, and then sank as if being pulled by a giant beast.

NO47.Why is it still like this?

Bane resisted the urge to scream. He tugged hard at the chain in his hand, hoping to get a chance of survival.

However, perhaps because he was too heavy or Valerie, who was holding him down, was too strong, Bane was unable to float up with the help of the chains, and the motorboat was instead being pulled deeper and deeper by him.

"Boss! I didn't shoot on purpose, please spare my life!" The thug had already climbed onto the front of the motorboat, completely losing his previous fearless temperament.

They were mentally prepared to die in battle, but dying in battle did not mean being killed in a cowardly way by their own people.

Bane could no longer hear any sound. He gritted his teeth and dragged the entire motorboat into the sea and pulled it in front of him.

The motorboat collided with the submarine under its feet, and the metal propeller hit the submarine hull, making a harsh hitting sound.

After sinking into the water, the mercenary thug desperately slapped the water to get away from the battlefield. He was lucky not to be involved in the battle.

The propeller of the motorboat was still colliding with the alloy shell of the submarine. Finally, it could not bear the pressure and broke. The blades burst open like popcorn and pierced into the fuel tank and rubber air cushion of the motorboat.

The fuel and air spread at the same time, and Valerie felt that the dancing bubbles in front of her eyes were quickly dyed black.

Bane concentrated all his attention on thinking, shaking the chain in his hand, and the steel cable hit the submarine under his feet, making a rhythmic clanging sound.

On the sea, the thugs who were still watching looked at each other in bewilderment. They saw the turbid fuel oil in the sea and heard the signal sent by Bane.

"The boss asked us to set a fire...what should we do?" Someone asked directly.

The struggling continued, and it was clear that Bane was also in the gas.

"Go! This is Bane's order. You know him. He never does stupid things." Finally, someone said something as if to encourage others. This sentence was recognized by others, and they finally threw the Molotov cocktails they had prepared for a long time into the sea.

The Molotov cocktail emitted a blazing flame that instantly engulfed the sea area flooded with fuel.

Black smoke rose up and flames ignited in the ocean. The fire at sea shot high into the sky like a firework display.

The thugs on the sea looked at the fierce flames with different expressions. Bane's struggle had stopped, and the flames were so raging in their faces that they didn't dare to go forward to check the situation.

"Is the boss still alive?" Someone directly asked the question that everyone was concerned about, which determined whether their trip was in vain.

Neither side in this war wants anything to happen to Bane.

The person closest to the fire squinted his eyes, but could not see anything. Just as he was about to return to the crowd, he suddenly felt the motorboat under his buttocks tremble.

The thug skipped a beat of anxiety, and before he could check the situation, a huge hand had already grabbed his leg.

Bane dragged the thug into the sea like a bug, then climbed aboard the jet ski like a sloth grabbing driftwood.

Bane's clothes had disappeared, leaving only the chains on his shoulders. He was naked, with burn marks all over his skin.

Bane first coughed twice forcefully, spraying out the water in his abdominal cavity, and then he breathed heavily as if he had survived a disaster, and stretched out his hand to scratch the burn marks on his body as if it were an itch.

The burn marks were scraped off like blood scabs, revealing the flesh and blood huddled together underneath. They squirmed like worms, forming new muscles and skin at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bane scratched his whole body in pain. This regenerative ability made him very painful.

He remembered that although his venom could speed up the healing of human wounds, it was far from being as exaggerated as it was now. Obviously, there was something wrong with the liquid that the Asian woman injected into him.

Just as he was scraping off the blood scab on the floor, the sound of waves breaking on the sea was heard again. Bane stopped and looked in the direction of the sound with a gloomy face.

Valerie emerged from the sea, where her clothes were stained with black, sticky fuel, but now her body was still as clean as if she had just been washed.

Bane's steps were erratic, as if he would fall down at any time. He stared at Valerie, whose body had not changed much, and was stunned for a long time. Then he gritted his teeth in anger, and at the same time, he felt a burning jealousy.

He gave up so much to become stronger, abandoning his sharp mind and healthy body, and even turning himself into a monster.

However, the woman in front of him, who clearly possessed strength no less than his own now, still maintained a beautiful figure, and was even always as clean as a gem that would never be tarnished by dust.

"Why!" Bane's brain trembled in pain. He pulled up the chain and swung it at Valerie.

The end of the chain pulled up red metal, which was the submarine they were standing on before. At the top of the submarine, the chain was embedded in it by brute force.

Bane turned the submarine into a meteor hammer, swung it exaggeratedly in his hand, and finally threw it at Valerie in the sky.

Valerie looked into the distance, as if she saw something, until the sound of breaking through the air was heard, and she turned her head as if she had just noticed that the submarine was approaching.

Valerie pulled out the single-molecule thread. She had this super-strong prosthesis in both of her wrists, but she only needed one.

The single-molecule line was swung out, and naturally split the submarine that rushed in front of him like splitting a watermelon. As expected, fire and thick smoke exploded in front of his eyes.

Valerie suddenly sighed, she put away the single molecule wire, and took out the Savage King's most handy hammer from her pocket.

As if it was pre-arranged, after Valerie got into position to play baseball, Bane's huge body broke through the smoke and rushed out.