I, V, Gotham Legend

Dantes cried bitterly. If he could survive this time, he swore to retire and never get involved in gangster affairs again.

The people around me were in similar situations, and everyone was crying like babies in despair.

"Click." There was a sound of metal colliding. Although he didn't know what it was, Dantes' heart still rose to his throat.

However, the feeling of the electric current running through my body was not felt for a long time, and the only sounds I could hear were my own sobbing and the sobbing of my colleagues.

A familiar blue-haired figure pushed open the door and walked into the room. She was holding a metal cabinet in her hand, and it was impossible to tell what it was.

"I don't know how to crack it, so I took this thing apart." As she said this, she threw the thing in her hand into the water.

Dantes finally saw that it was part of a generator.

"Anyway, you're safe. Bye." With that, the blue-haired woman walked across the room. She seemed very busy.

Dantes stared blankly at the generator soaked in water. The sound of sniffing continued in his ears. It was obvious that everyone had not yet recovered from the shock.

After a long time, the whispering voice sounded again: "I seemed to see an angel just now. Do you know who she is?"

Colleagues looked at each other in bewilderment.

"V." Dantes suddenly spoke, his voice full of reverence, "The hero's name is V."

……

The Joker has been transforming this hotel since he replaced Black Mask about a week ago. Although it was done secretly, the time was short and there were not many performance art installations.

But it is extremely scattered.

A man in a black suit was tied to a cross with a circle of balloons tied around his feet.

Batman needs to pop the correct balloon to successfully rescue the person, otherwise the balloon will release poisonous gas.

Fortunately, Batman found the solution after just one glance, and threw out three bat darts, successfully rescuing the person tied to the cross.

"Oh my God, you did it! Oh my God..." The rescued gangster knelt on the ground, sighing constantly.

Batman ignored him. He was extremely efficient and there was only one target left on the map Valerie had sent him.

I wish she hadn't hidden it.

Thinking of this, Batman ran towards his final goal.

The last room was surprisingly empty, the windows were wide open, and the storm had piled thick snow on the carpet.

There were piled up snowmen all around, and on each snowman's head there was a TV series with a black screen. An electric wire extended from under the snowman, connecting along the floor to a host computer in the middle of the room.

Batman felt uneasy and turned on his detective vision to scan the room.

Detective vision is one of the Wayne Group’s most core high-tech technologies. By imitating the principle of bat sonar, it can grasp the situation in the entire room and even achieve perspective.

It looked a lot like Valerie's scan, but much better.

Batman clearly saw that hidden under these snowmen was a huge amount of explosives.

There is an electronic counting board above the main unit, which shows a countdown of four days.

Batman calmed down and wanted to defuse the bomb quickly.

Take out the PDA and synchronize the electromagnetic frequency with the host computer. As long as the password of the host computer is cracked, its connection with the explosives can be cut off.

Batman calmly turned the knob and watched the letters rotate on the screen.

It was quiet all around, except for the mechanical sounds of the handheld computer and the whistling sound of the wind outside the window.

Batman watched as the messy code on the PDA screen gradually formed into a group of words.

"happy new year"

The electronic counter suddenly shortened from four days to ten seconds. The televisions above the snowmen's heads lit up at the same time, and the clown's face appeared on the screen.

"You just can't wait until New Year, right? Hahahahahaha!"

Time was running out, Batman had no time to care about anything else and could only jump out of the window.

"Bomm!!!" Large amounts of explosives exploded at the same time, and the impact force blew Batman higher into the air.

The swirling blizzard slapped Batman in the face, and the shock of the concussion made him dizzy.

But he quickly calmed himself down, and his sensitive ears heard the sound of helicopter propellers.

The pointed ears on Batman's head are certainly not decorations. In addition to receiving sound waves, they can also amplify hearing, send messages remotely, etc., with incredibly comprehensive functions.

In the blizzard, Batman stabilized his position, took out his grappling gun, and used the grappling hook to grab the landing gear of the helicopter.

Using the grappling claws to pull his body forward, Batman stretched out his hand and grasped the landing gear, like a bat hanging upside down on a tree branch.

"Hey! Jack! Did you get that?" A familiar voice rang out. It was Gotham's most popular media personality, Vicki Weir.

"Yes! I got it! There's no mistake!" That was Jack Ryder's voice, and the camera in his hand was almost against Batman's face.

This was a historic moment, as the legendary Batman, who had been circulating in Gotham for nearly two years, was exposed to the media for the first time.

It seems that Valerie's previous battle with Bane attracted the attention of the Gotham media, and they arrived at the scene in a helicopter in the snowstorm.

The helicopter rose higher and higher, and a terrace gradually emerged in Batman's eyes.

It's less than three floors away from the top floor.

Batman let go and flew towards the terrace.

There, Bain's mercenaries were already ready for battle.

……

As Valerie was finishing up the last piece of performance art, a loud explosion caught her attention.

She leaned over to the window and saw Batman flying to the rooftop in a helicopter.

This kid actually ran away!

Valerie was shocked.

NO35. Christmas Gift

After a fierce battle, Batman defeated all of Bane's mercenaries waiting on the terrace.

Vickiville's helicopter left at the beginning of Batman's battle to avoid missiles, but tonight was ultimately a night that would go down in Gotham history.

After defeating all the enemies, Batman finally walked from the terrace into the top floor of the Royal Hotel, where the culprit of all this was.

Batman first walked into a corridor, which was still decorated luxuriously as usual in the hotel. The difference was that the walls and floors of the corridor were covered with pictures of the Joker from playing cards.

There is only one door at the end of the corridor, just like the demon king's room in an RPG game.

Batman kicked the door open and saw a figure in a purple suit not far away.

The clown was sitting on the table, looking at the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him. Beside him were rows of purple gift boxes with things like pull rods inserted on the gift boxes.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the Joker turned around with a smile on his face.

"Welcome, Bat-head, you're later than I thought."

"You have nowhere to escape. Give up resistance, Joker." Batman said coldly.

"Oh, don't be so anxious, let's open the gifts first, today is Christmas." The clown picked up a gift box from the table next to him.

Batman has a bad feeling and rushes towards the Joker, but the Joker has already pressed the lever.

Through the floor-to-ceiling window behind the Joker, Batman saw a building not far away being engulfed by the explosion, and the building collapsed like a block of ice shattered on the ground.

He thought about the black-masked thugs he had seen underneath the Gotham Police Department building, and the explosives they had been setting up.

After figuring out the whole story, Batman angrily rushed to the Joker and grabbed him by the collar: "Do you know how many people you just killed?!"

The clown who was lifted into the air did not seem to be panicked at all: "0? At least that's what I thought. I saw a construction site that was getting in my way, so I destroyed it..."

Before the Joker could finish his words, Batman slammed him onto the table like a fish.

The wooden table was smashed to pieces and the purple gift box fell to the ground.

The clown picked up the gift box closest to him at random: "But this is not necessarily the case."

Batman stood in front of the Joker, snatched the thing from his hand, broke the lever with his hands, and then smashed the gift box on the Joker's face like a brick.

“Pfft…Hehehe…”

The pain made the Joker laugh, and hearing the Joker's laughter, Batman became even angrier. He remembered the scenes he had seen along the way, the employees who suffocated to death in the ruins of the bank, and the black-masked men who were tortured to death with various torture instruments.

He almost forgot his principles. He grabbed the clown's neck with his left hand and hit the clown's head hard with his right fist, as if to vent all his anger.

But he had only thrown two punches when a thick thigh kicked Batman's waist from the side.

Batman was kicked away by the huge force. Bane stood beside the Joker and twisted his neck as if warming up: "You are mine, Bat."

Batman stood up and glared at Bane.

Bain unbuttoned his tightly wrapped coat.

What was revealed under the coat was not bare chest muscles, but a set of metal leather clothes. Tubes were inserted in the gaps of the clothes, and a strange green liquid was flowing through them.

Bane has been using the T-1 virus to strengthen his body to the point where he now exceeds human limits.

He once used his body strengthened by these venoms to tear a tank apart with his bare hands.

"I'm looking forward to an exciting battle." As he said that, Bane pressed the button on his arm. The speed of the venom flowing in the tube increased significantly, veins on his skin burst out, and even his body seemed to have grown bigger.

Bane rushed towards Batman, ramming him straight into the chest and pushing him against the wall, which cracked under the impact.

Then, Bane pulled back his right fist and punched Batman in the abdomen with a heavy punch. The terrifying force shattered the wall behind Batman, sending him flying out.

The pain from the heavy blow to his internal organs almost made Batman faint, but he relied on his willpower to force himself to wake up.

He held up his cloak in the air, forced himself to stabilize his body, and landed on the terrace again.

Bane burst out from the crack in the wall and jumped directly across from Batman.

The two looked at each other.

Batman's vision was a little blurry. It had been nearly four hours since he started fighting in Blackgate Prison. He had hardly stopped, and the continuous fighting had exhausted him.

But he still stared at Bane.

The blizzard was still raging. Two men who were beyond human mortal power were circling in the wind and snow. Their eyes were fixed on each other, like two venomous snakes facing each other, waiting for the moment when the other would relax.

The clown poked his head out from the crack, looked around, and then sat directly on the edge of the crack: "The Christmas party is about to begin! Hahahahaha!"

The Joker's laughter was like a signal to start the race, and Bane rushed towards Batman again.

Batman threw a batarang, which flew in an arc and hit Bane's eyes accurately.

Bane raised his hands to cover his eyes in pain, but his feet did not stop moving, and he continued to charge towards the edge of the terrace.

Batman rolled over and got behind Bane. He reached out and grabbed the pipe behind Bane, pulling him back and preventing him from jumping off the building.

Bane knew Batman was behind him, and he swung his thick arms to grab the guy behind him.

Batman jumped back and avoided Bane's attack.

Just now, he tried to pull out the tube that was injecting venom into Bane with his hands, but failed.

Bane realized that this level was not enough to defeat the bat, so he increased the amount of venom injected. This time, even the capillaries on his face glowed green.

The venom mixed with blood and flowed through his body. This was the limit of what Bane could endure.

It was with this level of venom that he blocked the shotgun blast she fired at the Joker during his previous fight with Valerie.

Bane rushed in front of the bat and raised his hand for another heavy punch.

This time, Bane was so fast that Batman could only barely keep up. He rolled again and barely avoided the attack, but Bane immediately turned around and this time, he grabbed Batman's cape.

Then he grabbed Batman's cape and threw him to the ground like a punch.

Batman struggled to stand up, but Bane was already at his side. This time, he lifted Batman with both hands and raised him high above his head.

Then, he slammed his back hard onto his knees.

Then he threw Batman to the ground like trash.

Batman groaned, endured the severe pain, and climbed up tremblingly.