I, V, Gotham Legend

The leading woman waved to the other ninjas, and they nodded. Then they immediately ran around the room, searching indiscriminately as if no one was around.

The Penguin was very unhappy about being ignored. Normally, if someone dared to look down on him like this, he would have shot him long ago.

But there were too many people dressed as ninjas in front of him.

You shouldn't have separated your men.

The woman approached Cobert with a knife in her hand. Although she said nothing, her eyes were full of murderous intent.

Cobert finally saw the woman's face, which she had deliberately exposed.

She had short chestnut hair with a few strands of white in it, and was wearing a tight black uniform. Her lively eyes looked very young through the veil.

Cobert realized that this woman was different from the ones who came to him the last few times, and she seemed to really intend to kill him.

"Wait a minute!" Penguin made the right decision based on his years of street experience. He put down his umbrella and said, "We have no grudges against each other. You don't have to do this."

"I can't think of any reason to let you live." The woman's knife was already close to Cobert's neck.

"Wait... wait!" Cobert's brain was spinning at high speed. "You sneaked in here, right? I didn't hear any of my men reporting your presence to me."

The woman stopped moving. She wanted to hear what Capote would say next.

"What are you hiding from? Come to my side! Everyone knows that I am the de facto king of Gotham!" The Penguin felt that there was something going on, so he spoke out faster.

"That's not tempting." The woman drew her sword again, and Cobert was scared out of his wits.

"Ms. Nisha, we have received news from the inside that Shiva already knows our location."

Just when Cobert thought it was all over, a male ninja suddenly jumped out from somewhere Cobert had no idea about.

"Damn... that guy actually reacted so quickly!" The woman called Nisha gritted her teeth.

The ninjas who were searching around couldn't help but stop and look at the black-haired woman.

"Miss?"

"Go on, you must find clues about that thing." Nisha waved her hand and put away the knife.

Since there were outsiders present, Nisha didn't explain it too clearly.

The surrounding ninjas began to sweep again.

"It seems you need to reconsider..." Seeing Nisha put away her weapon, Cobert smiled.

……

"Buzzing..."

With the propellers roaring, a black helicopter with an umbrella logo printed on it landed on the helipad on the rooftop of Gotham Corporation.

Greeted by a group of flag-waving Penguin thugs, Mr. Freeze carried Boyle off the plane.

He knew the destination, and all he needed from Boyle was the necessary part of the code.

"You can let me go now, Victor."

Boyle said seriously that although he had left the helicopter, the feeling of his feet still off the ground made him uncomfortable.

Mr. Freeze put Boyle down, allowing the guy to stand on the concrete floor as he wished.

Although there was an unprecedented heavy snowstorm a few days ago, the rooftop helipad of Gotham Corporation was still specially cleaned.

Boyle shook his head to loosen his stiff joints.

After knowing that Victor needed his help and didn't dare to kill him, Boyle put away his humble attitude, bent down, and elegantly brushed the dust off his trouser legs.

"Your paralyzed wife should really teach you manners before she dies," Boyle sneered unhappily.

"..."

Seeing Victor being as sullen as usual, Boyle felt that he was a joke for being afraid of this guy not long ago.

He sneered disdainfully, then turned around and walked forward.

Gotham Corporation is his territory. When he returns, he will have plenty of ways to deal with this waste.

But before he could take a few steps, a large hand covered in metal suddenly covered his head.

Having felt the same touch not long ago, Boyle turned back in dissatisfaction.

"What? What do you want to do, Victor? I said I'm sorry, okay?" Boyle shouted at Mr. Freeze.

"Boom!"

Mr. Freeze pressed his head to the ground like a hoe, raising a cloud of dust, and then stepped on Boyle's back.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The pampered capitalist had never been beaten like this before.

Victor was furious from the bottom of his heart. This idiot didn't even understand the situation.

What made him even angrier was that when his wife was insulted just now, he didn't immediately go up and hit him.

"Do you think I'm still the hardworking employee under you who only asks for some money from you?" Victor lifted Boyle's head and then smashed it on the ground again.

The voice coming from under the glass cover sounded like a machine, but anyone could hear the anger in it.

"There is no Victor anymore. Now there is only Mr. Freeze, the monster you created with your own hands!" Mr. Freeze lifted Boyle's head in front of him.

Boyle's face was covered with tears and blood, and he finally realized the reality.

"Give Nora back to me, and then I will kill you." Mr. Freeze's five-ton grip squeezed Boyle's head, making him feel cold.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Boyle repeated between sobs like a child, sounding incredibly sincere.

Mr. Freeze removed his foot, pressed Boyle's head forward and threw him forward, with the barrel of the gun extending from his arm, pressing against Boyle's back.

"Come on, you know where to go."

“Yes…yes…” This time, he was extremely well-behaved.

NO41. Miss V is a big success

The bat wings drew an arc in the air, and in just a few minutes, the landmark building of Miganya Island appeared before their eyes.

Batman pressed a few buttons on the console, allowing the Batwing to hover in the air.

Batman turned back to the woman who was still studying the internal structure of the plane, "Are there any means of landing?"

"Uh...what?" Valerie was confused.

"Batwing is too big a target and will attract the attention of Penguin's intelligence network," the superhero explained.

The Batwing usually does not land directly, Batman always enters the scene like parachuting above the target.

"Uh... um... yes, yes..."

Batman said nothing. Although he had prepared parachutes for the expected passengers, he felt that Valerie would be better prepared in terms of combat and equipment.

"Follow me."

With that, Batman pulled a handle on the seat.

Then, the superhero shot out, and the metal cape propped up in mid-air, turning into bat wings.

"Really...really just jump..." Valerie was a little panicked.

She hurriedly pulled out an orange backpack from her pocket, took a deep breath, prepared herself mentally, and then pressed the handle.

Valerie was catapulted into the air, her body dancing in the convection as the moonlight filtered through the dark clouds into the night.

After the Royal Hotel incident, Valerie has been looking for a landing method that suits her, but she has not yet put it into practice.

In addition to being unsure whether it would succeed, the main reason was that Miss V was a little afraid of heights.

She could vaguely recall her earliest childhood memory, when she was less than four years old and was playing with a maze in an early education book, but was suddenly picked up by her mother.

The mother quarreled with her father over a trivial matter, and just to hurt the father, she threw her own son out of the sixth-floor window.

Perhaps the mother just wanted to scare her father at the time, but this incident still left a psychological trauma on young Valerie that lasted for half her life.

She still remembers the dusty air between the tall buildings.

I still remember the gray flower beds beside the asphalt road that had not yet grown grass.

The moss clinging to the cracks in the old and cracked walls,

The green potted plants that the neighbor next door keeps on the windowsill,

My mother held my ribs tightly with her hands, and my mind was blank at that time, with no idea what was going on.

Even though nearly twenty years have passed, these memories seem like they happened yesterday.

Fortunately, her father grabbed her and prevented Valerie from crossing over early.

From that day on, Valerie in her previous life suffered from severe fear of heights. Even when she later rode the Ferris wheel with her classmates, she curled up into a ball as if she was watching a horror movie.

When shopping in a mall and taking an escalator, she dared not lower her head. The height of a four-story mall alone would make her scared.

Fortunately, Valerie grew up to be a very active person. After becoming financially independent, she bought a house on the 16th floor and listened to music on the balcony every day.

I also found a job working by the window on the top floor of a building. In my spare time, I would stick my head out of the window to breathe in the fresh air.

Even when he goes on business trips, he only chooses to take a plane.

By forcing herself to live in a high-rise environment, Valerie got used to heights again.

During the annual holiday in her previous life, Valerie did not go back to her hometown for reunion. Instead, she went alone to the largest amusement park in the city and rode the tallest Ferris wheel in the area.

Back then, she just looked at the tiny mountains and people in the distance, as well as the sparse stars in the night sky.

Then he calmly took a very ordinary selfie.

The sky that day was bright with moonlight and few dark clouds, in stark contrast to tonight.

Valerie floated high in the sky, her delicate body dancing in the raging wind.

There are no protection measures, and the effectiveness of the plug-ins inherited from the game has not been verified. Everything seems to have returned to the old days.

She felt an illusion in her ribs, just like her mother's hand holding her back then.

The strong wind blew on Valerie's face, her hair fluttered in disarray, and the pressure made it impossible to open her eyes, just like in the Royal Hotel a few days ago.

No, this is jumping from a height of 3000 meters, which is much higher than a mere building.

Valerie tried hard to open her jewel-like eyes, but the strong wind was like a sharp arrow, piercing her metal eyeballs and causing pain.

But she did it. She pulled her eyelids open hard and Valerie saw the world again.

The sky above Gotham at night is exactly as imagined. Looking down from the layers of dark clouds, you can see a city with a cluttered layout but flashing lights.

At this height, people were no bigger than ants, and Valerie couldn't even see their figures.

Although she actually knew that she was falling at a high speed, she felt more like she was floating.

Even if I really was cheated, I wouldn't die from falling from this height. That's not normal no matter how you think about it, right?

Valerie opened her arms and let her body move with the current.

The wind whistled in my ears as usual, and there was no contact under my feet, so the feeling of weightlessness naturally filled my body.

"That's all..."

The blue-haired woman smiled.

Valerie pressed the button on the shoulder strap with her right hand, and the orange backpack on her back started to work like a Transformer.

Blade-like wings popped out from the backpack, and in the hollow wingspan were high-speed rotating propellers.

A rocket-like cylinder emerged from the back of the backpack, with flames spewing out of the tail.

This is a jet pack that Valerie created by gathering inspiration from fireflies and adding some elements of her own ideas.

Very ordinary equipment, but also has quality assurance.

Originally, Valerie wanted to make the jet pack into a prosthetic body that could be hidden inside the body like the Mantis Blade, but since she really couldn't figure out how to make a prosthetic body, she had to settle for the next best thing.

Although the jet pack was also affected by the strong wind, Valerie managed to hover smoothly and she adjusted her body posture.

The woman opened her arms, as if relaxing every pore in her body, delicately feeling this moment.

The exquisite person stands between heaven and earth like a jewel in the middle of the horizon.