I, V, Gotham Legend

The blade pierced through Siva's palm, and blood flowed along the blade.

"Madam!" Shiva's sudden action shocked the assassins around him.

"I apologize to you. That thing that resembles the Holy Spring has influenced me and made me violent." Shiva endured the severe pain and signaled his men around him to put down their weapons.

Shiva expressed his sincerity in the negotiation through self-abuse, and Valerie finally put away her samurai sword.

"What on earth are you trying to do?"

Shiva took another deep breath.

The liquid suspected to be the water of Lazarus was very unsafe, but it could not be allowed to fall into the hands of the rebels, not to mention that these were only a few pools of spring water.

The resurrection of the Demon Chief is more important. Before that, she needs to get away from V's clutches.

"A traitor appeared in Gotham Corporation. We were going to clean up the mess and were attacked by you on the way. That's why I suspected you." Shiva explained the whole story as simply as possible.

"Gotham Corporation...your traitor is the Gotham gang?" Valerie had a fairly accurate grasp of the current situation.

"..." Siwa was silent for a moment, "Maybe they have teamed up with the gang..."

……

Although it made money by selling daily necessities for a long time, Gotham Corporation is generally a high-tech company.

Batman broke into the company's control center and took some effort to knock down all the Penguin thugs stationed there.

Something weird.

Batman looked at the ceiling. The hall was large, but the room was filled with white fog which shouldn't be there.

Batman tested it and found that unlike Scarecrow's toxin, these were just ordinary water vapor.

The temperature he felt on his body was much lower than when he was outside.

Would a super company like Gotham have such poor heating facilities?

Is it because Mr. Freeze occupied this place and deliberately released a lot of cold air? Or is it because the temperature is too low, so Mr. Freeze noticed this place?

[Is there something wrong with this guy Boyle?]

Batman suddenly remembered what V said.

Perhaps Mr. Freeze is an insider of Gotham Corporation?

If he had enough time, he could investigate slowly, but now, he had to arrest Mr. Freeze first.

Batman walked from the control center to the big ice storage. He had interrogated the Penguin thug not long ago, and according to him, Boyle led Mr. Freeze over there.

……

Boyle walked tremblingly in the corridor leading to the ice storage. Although he was wearing a lot of clothes, the extremely low indoor temperature still made him very cold.

Mr. Freeze followed slowly. Although the armor on his body allowed him to live in a comfortable environment colder than room temperature, its disadvantage was that it was too heavy, making it difficult to move.

But perhaps he was walking too slowly, and more of the Penguin's men caught up with him.

"Boss, I still want to ask you, when will you give us the things you promised?"

This is the third time I've asked.

Mr. Freeze's expression was tense. He hired Penguin's army in exchange for at least a hundred freezing weapons, but in reality, he couldn't do much in a short period of time.

The five guns he's given Penguin so far are all he has.

"Don't be anxious." Mr. Freeze spoke, his voice sounding mechanical and emotionless.

NO44. Black eats black!

Seeing that Mr. Freeze didn't seem to be in a good mood, the Penguin Thugs didn't leave, but just followed them quietly.

Through the long corridor, you can reach the big ice storage, which is where Mr. Freeze's most important treasure is located.

Boyle opened the door at the end of the corridor. Behind the door was a spacious metal warehouse. The door of the ice storage room, which looked like a bank vault, was right in front of him.

But Mr. Freeze stopped because he saw someone he didn't want to see in front of the ice storage door.

The short, fat man, holding an umbrella, stood among a group of heavily armed thugs.

"What are you doing here? Cobblepot." Mr. Freeze's tone turned cold.

"Click."

The sound of bullets being loaded was heard, and the messenger thug who had been following Mr. Freeze before held his rifle and distanced himself from Mr. Freeze.

"I have always been sincere to those who are willing to cooperate with me." Penguin lit a cigar and smiled sinisterly. "But you don't seem to be sincere, Mr. Freeze."

"I will give you the agreed weapons." Mr. Freeze emphasized.

"No, no, no, do you think I can't see your perfunctory attitude?" Penguin knocked hard on the door of the ice storage behind him with the handle of his umbrella. "The weapon is here, right?"

"No, there's nothing there." Mr. Freeze finally denied in panic.

"Oh, do you think I'm stupid? Why did you go to so much trouble to kidnap Brother Boyle?" The Penguin was disdainful of Mr. Freeze's performance.

"Calm down, Mr. Cobblepot, I testify that there is really nothing there." Boyle was very panicked. He was now under the gun of Mr. Freeze.

"Listen up! Idiots!" Penguin leaned his umbrella on the ground, "I'm an honest businessman. I will definitely do what I promised, but that doesn't mean you can play tricks on me!"

The thugs behind Cobblepot raised their guns and pointed them at Mr. Freeze who was standing outside the door.

"Give me Brother Boyle. I want to take what belongs to me personally."

In response, Mr. Freeze raised his arm: "I told you, there are no weapons here."

There's nothing more to say, the Penguin pulls the trigger and the tip of the umbrella tilts the bullet.

The penguin thugs also scattered in all directions, with flames spurting from their guns.

Mr. Freeze picked up Boyle and threw him into a pile of cargo boxes nearby.

He can't die yet.

Mr. Freeze raised his arms, and two freezing guns as thick as water pipes were raised from the machine, with energy gathering at the muzzles.

The Penguin was right in front of the door of the ice storage. He couldn't freeze the ice storage, so Mr. Freeze lowered the power, and a column-like thick stream of water sprayed out of his freezing gun.

After the Penguin Man hid in the metal shelter that had been set up long ago, the water flow hit the shelter and formed ice on it.

They moved along the arranged cover, quickly switching positions and occasionally getting up to fire a few shots.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

The sound of bullets hitting Mr. Freeze's armor was endless, and most of these deadly bullets were bounced off.

"Snapped!"

But luckily one bullet hit Victor's bulletproof glass hood. Although it did not break, the bullet was still embedded in the glass, and there was a white bullet mark in front of Mr. Freeze's eyes.

Victor's vision and movements were limited, and being surrounded by a group of thugs greatly restricted him.

He could feel someone shooting at him from his right, but when he turned to the right, he was also under fire from his left.

The warehouse was large, and filled with lots of things suitable for hiding and moving around, and from time to time someone would pop out from behind a pile of groceries and open fire.

Victor couldn't imagine how many people the Penguin had ambushed here.

"when!"

Another bullet hit Victor's back. Mr. Freeze immediately turned around and fired. The person behind him was instantly frozen into ice.

At least there's no need to worry about enemies in the long and narrow corridor at the back.

Boyle was so frightened by the hail of bullets that he was afraid that a bullet would hit him.

The old man twisted on the ground like a maggot, trying to escape. Fortunately, he remembered that there was a secret passage in the warehouse that only he knew about.

Boyle dared not stand up for fear of being discovered.

Let's let Victor and Penguin fight each other! I'm going to run!

Boyle climbed out of the cargo, fell to the ground, and then continued to climb while holding back tears.

Damn it, Boyle had never suffered so much in his life.

He climbed to the wall with difficulty. There was a floor tile of a different color. If he peeled it apart, he would find a secret room underneath.

This was his preparation for possible underground arms smuggling in the future. He once funded a smuggling gang and built a similar secret room under the Gotham City Hospital.

This secret room leads to the ice storage, which even Victor doesn't know.

Enter the ice storage and take the "Sleeping Beauty" hostage. In this way, Victor will definitely behave himself.

It’s so easy to deal with people with weak spots!

Boyle fumbled on the floor for a while and finally felt something different in the place he remembered.

While there was still gunfire and noise coming from Mr. Freeze's side, Boyle forcefully moved the floor tiles away, revealing an escalator leading down to the vertical tunnel.

Boyle crawled into the tunnel like a mouse, not forgetting to close the floor again.

Boyle climbed down the ladder at a speed that was not consistent with his age.

Feeling that the sound of gunfire was blocked out and getting farther and farther away, Boyle's heart was once again enveloped by a sense of security.

No one knew he was here! He felt that he was very clever, and he had fooled these monsters.

Boyle slid down the ladder, turned around, and tried to go to the ice cellar.

But the moment he turned around, he saw a group of people who shouldn't be here.

The group was all wearing tight clothing and had veils covering their faces.

They gathered around the ladder, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

"What's going on...you are..." Boyle's face turned pale. These people were dressed the same as the ones who were fighting with him for the Tower of Miracles.

"That dwarf was right. You would hide in this place."

Among the group of people, a woman with short black hair said with cold eyes.

Is the shorty... the Penguin?

Boyle realizes that he has been tricked and Mr. Freeze is now stuck on the ground.

"What are you doing here! I've clearly given up!" Boyle leaned against the wall and shouted in a restrained voice.

"I want something in the freezer. You know what it is." Nisha walked forward and said in an unquestionable manner.

After hearing the details of the transaction between Penguin and Mr. Freeze, Nisha felt that Mr. Freeze was just a liar and it was impossible for him to come up with so many high-tech weapons.

Even if it was behind the ice storage, it wouldn't be possible, and who would lock high-tech weapons in an ice storage?

But Mr. Freeze was willing to offend Gotham celebrities and kidnap Boyle to open the ice storage, so the things inside must be very important.

Nisha felt that she had guessed the truth.

The water in the ice storage must be the water of Lazarus!

NO45. Be able to bend and stretch

Bullets and gunfire were still flying in the warehouse. Mr. Freeze realized that standing still would not change anything, so he moved forward in the rain of bullets.

He had noticed Boyle's sneaking away, and he was sure that Cobblepot had noticed it too, but he didn't have the time to catch mice.

The first thing we need to do now is to keep the Penguin away from the door of the ice storage.

Mr. Freeze would also shoot around, but his eyes and footsteps were directed towards the ice storage.

"It is just as I expected..." The Penguin Man, who was hiding behind the bunker like a mole, smiled with a look of success.

When Mr. Freeze was finally about to reach the door of the ice storage, his foot suddenly stepped on a piece of floor and it collapsed.

The floor collapsed like broken ice, and Mr. Freeze's feet, wrapped in layers of metal, were directly entangled in the fragments.

This is where the Penguin was standing before, and he even used his umbrella to support himself on the ground.

"Hahahaha! You fell into my trap!" The Penguin Man laughed triumphantly.