I, V, Gotham Legend

The two exchanged contact information.

Just as Valerie took out her weapon and was about to rush directly towards the hostages, Batman suddenly called her again.

"Don't kill anyone." Batman looked Valerie in the eyes.

"This request is a bit difficult to fulfill. What if these thugs want to attack me? I can't just stand there and watch." Valerie said helplessly.

"You can do it without killing anyone." Batman offered his trump card: "Double the commission."

Valerie raised her eyebrows in dissatisfaction: "You think you can get me to do anything for money? You think I'm the kind of person who only cares about money? Why do you think I fell out with the clown?"

Even though she said this, she still put away her weapon: "But it is indeed easy for me to defeat all of them without taking anyone's life. This is the privilege of the strong, not to mention that it is the request of my employer."

As she said this, she took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned back and said, "Don't forget the doubling."

After saying that, he went forward at full speed. Looking at Valerie's receding back, Batman himself didn't even notice the corners of his mouth raised.

He found this mysterious woman unexpectedly easy to understand.

Using money to hire others to help you goes against what Batman wants to change in Gotham, and even Batman himself doesn't know why he does this.

But he did it anyway.

Without thinking about what he was thinking, Batman jumped out of the window, spread his glider, and flew towards the building opposite.

.........

Valerie soon arrived at a place where the hostages were gathered. They were locked in a suite and a group of thugs surrounded them and chatted.

Valerie thought about it and felt that if she rushed in directly, these thugs might kill the hostages. Even if they didn't react, it would be very dangerous for the hostages if the gun went off accidentally.

No matter if it's a hostage or a thug, if one of them dies, my double commission will be gone.

Let’s go for the assassination route…Since I bought Sianvistan, I haven’t performed any assassination in the game.

Valerie's body became transparent and the flow of time became viscous.

……

Kirk Rufeso feels old and miserable.

Cork is the department manager of the Royal Hotel. As a member of the management class, he is entitled to a holiday at Christmas.

However, because of the double salary for working during the holidays, he resolutely gave up the Christmas dinner with his family and worked overtime for a rare period of time.

As a result, on this day, which happened to be the only day he worked overtime in the year, a large group of gangsters broke in and kidnapped him.

Now he was squatting and shivering with three other employees.

"What do you think of the new boss?" A thug wearing a white clown mask was holding a submachine gun and talking to another thug beside him.

"The Joker? I don't trust him, but you've seen what happened to those who openly opposed him." The thug was swinging a knife in his hand.

Kirk knew what they were talking about. On the way to this room, he saw with his own eyes how these guys tortured the black-masked thugs who disobeyed them. The methods were so cruel that they made people doubt human nature.

When Kirk thought of that scene, he felt like acid rising up his throat, but for fear of angering the gangsters, he swallowed it down.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the thugs. The blizzard was still howling outside the house, and the violent wind sounded like the wailing of a soul being hooked away by the god of death.

Suddenly, he felt a soft little hand pressing on his head, and his head was lifted up. Kirk closed his eyes in fear.

"Hey, you're not dead, are you?" He heard a pleasant voice. Kirk slowly opened his eyes and saw a woman with blue hair and a delicate face.

Looking around, those vicious thugs were all lying on the ground, their bodies twitching constantly.

Did this woman knock down all the thugs the moment she lowered her head?

"You're still alive! That's great!" Seeing Kirk's bright eyes, Valerie shouted happily.

Kirk was very touched. He could see that this woman's happiness for him being safe was genuine. He had never been so cared about by a beauty of this level before.

Valerie stood up and clapped her hands. "I'm going to save others. You guys tie up these guys around here. They're still alive... Don't kill them. They should be punished by law."

Kirk nodded quickly, and he felt that the other hostages felt the same way.

Valerie took a few steps toward the door, then turned back and emphasized: "Remember, don't let them die. The same goes for you. Be careful!"

Cork nodded repeatedly.

What a kind person!

NO33. Instruments of torture

After launching Sianvistan, the world's flow slowed down. Valerie rushed into the hostage room in stealth mode and stabbed the neck of every thug she met with the needle in her hand.

This syringe is a non-lethal assassination item in the game, but since Valerie is usually invincible in frontal combat in stealth levels, she doesn't know much about this item.

Apogee S'Anvistan's duration is only eight seconds under normal circumstances, but it can be extended by killing people, and now it seems that non-lethal assassinations can also be used.

After Valerie defeats all enemies, the time reduction continues.

She closed Sianvistan and revealed her figure.

All the hostages who were still conscious were shocked.

Valerie counted the number of people and confirmed that no one was killed, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

This should be the last batch.

"You are safe now. Tie up these guys and don't kill them." Valerie felt that it was about time to meet with the client (Batman), so she gave simple instructions.

The hostages nodded blankly.

"Then I'm leaving. Remember, you must protect your own safety and don't kill them just to vent your anger. They are not worth sacrificing your life for." Valerie was still worried.

The hostages nodded suspiciously.

"Remember, your safety is the most important thing, don't get into any trouble!"

After reaching the door, Valerie turned back and gave the hostages many instructions, asking them to protect themselves and the gangsters.

Seeing the hostages nodding seriously, Valerie finally felt relieved.

It's time to go to the corridor connecting the two buildings. I don't know what the situation is on the customer's side.

……

The continuous blows rained down on his body, and the strong man who was nearly two meters tall was knocked away by the heavy punches.

His huge body directly knocked down his other accomplices, and all the clown thugs fell to the ground.

The hostages kneeling on the ground looked at Batman in horror. In the previous battle, he shuttled among a group of clown thugs like a piece of paper. The effect of each punch was like a hydraulic press. Until all the clown thugs were knocked down, no one touched him.

Batman twisted his neck, didn't even look at the hostage, and ran out of the room.

"Should we... tie these people up first..." After watching Batman run away, the hostages who had been stunned for a long time finally reacted.

After freeing the last of the hostages, Batman ran upstairs.

Although he had hired Valerie for some unknown reason, Batman decided to act alone after coming to his senses.

If you want to become a symbol that makes Gotham's villains tremble, you shouldn't team up with mercenaries who walk the lawless line.

Batman originally wanted to rush to the top floor and bring the Joker and Bane to justice, but just as he was rushing upstairs, he suddenly saw something outside the window.

Batman moved closer to the window. The blizzard blocked his view, but the foreign object was right in front of him so he could see it clearly.

That is, track.

It looked like a ride from an amusement park, built between the two buildings of the Royal Hotel.

The track extends from the top of the building where Batman is, and is built around the building downwards. It is impossible to tell where the end point is, but it should be on the opposite side.

The track Batman saw was the closest to the building, but it was still some distance away from him.

Batman was originally still thinking about the Joker's intention in building this track, but he soon got the answer.

The sound of rollers sliding on the track was heard, and a mine cart slid down at high speed from above, with a man tied on it. He was not wearing a mask, but was wearing a black suit. He should be the original black mask thug.

At this time, he was screaming like a girl, his body swinging and struggling, but he was still firmly fixed on the mine cart.

Then, right in front of Batman, his neck seemed to hit something and was cut in half. His head flew up and the remaining half of his neck spurted out blood like a fountain, splashing onto the glass in front of Batman.

Although it is not clear due to the blizzard, there should be a steel wire hanging there.

The mine cart disappeared along the rails, and only the blood on the tracks indicated what had just happened.

This was supposed to be an entertainment facility in the amusement park, but the clown turned it into a horrific torture device.

Batman clenched his fists tightly, anger burning inside him.

No one could remain indifferent after seeing this.

"V, how's the mission going?" Batman contacted Valerie, a rare move. "The plan has changed. The Joker has set up torture devices in the hotel to execute dissidents. I suspect there are more than one."

"That's good news. He's busy with internal strife, which gives us more breathing space." Valerie leaned against the window of the corridor. She was still waiting for Batman.

"I'm going to save those who are being executed." Batman said as he ran towards the starting point of the track.

"I really don't understand you. Those are criminals who kill without blinking an eye. They deserved to die at the hands of other criminals. There is no need for you to save even these scums." Valerie sighed.

"Use your hacking skills to connect to the camera and tell me all the places where torture instruments are." Batman ignored Valerie's advice and spoke to himself.

Valerie sighed deeply again. She hadn't shown Batman the process of looking for the surveillance footage before because she was afraid that he would be too concerned and waste his time.

I was crazy to have to work with this guy. I should have ditched him and gone find the Joker myself.

Even though she thought so, she still turned on the computer and reminded him, "It will cost more, boss."

Batman said nothing, money was not an issue.

But he still secretly vowed that this would be the last time he would cooperate with mercenaries.

Valerie quickly marked the locations of the Joker's performance art on the map, packaged it and sent it to Batman via the Internet.

Although she felt a little unhappy about wasting time saving these thugs, she still did her best since it was the client's request.

As expected, the Joker's performance art took place in both buildings at the same time, and Valerie was immediately assigned a task by Batman.

"If this operation doesn't cost at least $100 million, I'll never let you go." Knowing very well Batman's financial resources, Valerie asked for a huge sum.

Of course, this isn't a problem for Batman.

Valerie followed the principle of proximity and ran to the performance art on the same floor.

It was a wire fence built on a wall, which looked electrified, with rows of black-masked men tied to it with wire.

After easily defeating the clown thug in charge of the torture device, Valerie cut off the power grid, not bothering to confirm how many of the people tied to it were still alive.

Batman also rushed to the entrance of the track. He used gel explosives to blow up the rails, and the entire track collapsed and disintegrated.

No. 34. Hero

John Dantes was strapped to the electric chair, his feet in the water and a helmet on his head.

Looking around, there are many people who have experienced the same thing as me.

Dantes felt himself old and miserable.

During the day, I delivered letters to the mercenaries according to the boss's orders, and by the way, I found someone to test the woman's strength.

It turned out that the woman was a tough guy and she hit him on the head.

I saw that woman again when I was guarding the gate tonight. Fortunately, I didn't provoke her at that time, but my police colleagues who were with me were beaten badly.

He originally thought that his bad luck for the day would end here, but not long after, the new boss suddenly gave the order to kill the woman.

Actually, it’s nothing, and they may not really run into that guy, but the boss still asked them to wear new masks.

This made Dantes very dissatisfied. The new mask was white, had a hideous face, and a very long nose, just like a clown in a circus, not decent at all.

So Dantes publicly expressed his doubts about the new mask.

Then he was strapped to the electric chair.

The electric chair execution was carried out in batches, and the Joker deliberately lowered the power of the electric shock so that people could be tortured for longer.

Dantes had seen the last batch of people who were executed. They were trembling, screaming, drooling, and incontinent. They did not have the decency that Dantes had expected.

It's the worst way to die.