I, V, Gotham Legend

"Don't involve her!" Mr. Freeze roared.

Having been betrayed by Boyle and the Penguin successively, he is no longer willing to trust anyone.

Mr. Freeze made up his mind, and at the same time, a small gun barrel extended from his back and he fired diagonally upwards.

What came out of the barrel were small pieces of ice as big as bullets, hitting the cracks in the frost wall.

The frost wall is more like "ice" than "frost". The thick ice wall fell off like an avalanche, drowning the two people who were leaning against the wall and the ninjas who were trying to get closer.

The catastrophic collapse of the wall even attracted the attention of Batman and Nyssa who were still fighting, but then they collided again.

Nyssa was one step faster, she locked Batman's arms and pushed him against the pillar.

"Your hands are useless, Bruce." Nyssa looked down at him.

"You were careless." Batman simply responded.

Nisha noticed that a small bat-shaped device had been attached to both of her shoulders at some point.

The device spread out a large net, wrapping Nissa's body like a cabbage roll, and then sprayed steel cables into the sky, with the claws on the top piercing the ceiling.

Nisha was lifted up like a fish.

NO53. I also have this thing

Like a zombie coming out of a grave, Mr. Freeze pulled one of his hands out of the snow pile and pressed it to the ground.

He climbed up with difficulty. At this time, the armor on Mr. Freeze's left arm had disappeared. In order to get rid of Valerie's restraints, he took it off himself.

The blue-skinned palm pressed into the snow, but it wasn't too hot.

"Nora..." Mr. Freeze looked towards the ice anxiously.

But at this moment, a hand pressed on Victor's back, and the irresistible force made him turn around, and the blue-haired woman appeared in front of him unharmed.

The first time Valerie punched Mr. Freeze, the blow shattered the glass hood that even Mr. Freeze's rifle couldn't break, and hit him on the head.

Cold blood flowed down his nose, and Mr. Freeze's body, which had just gotten up with great difficulty, fell to the ground again.

"It's so cold..." Valerie rubbed her hands and looked into the ice storage.

You know, Valerie can wear very cool clothes even in the cold winter, which can make this body inherited from the game feel cold. The temperature here is really not good.

"Asshole! Put me down!" A shout came from the distance, and Valerie noticed that Nisha was hanging from the ceiling.

"Do you want to give her an injection?" Valerie asked Batman.

Just like Siva who should still be tied to the door.

Batman was about to refuse, but when he thought about how calm Shiva had never been before, he felt that it would be a good idea to get an injection.

"You do it yourself." Valerie threw a very ordinary syringe into Batman's hand, then looked at the Sleeping Beauty in the ice not far away, "What about her?"

"Can you save her?" Batman asked.

Valerie was silent for a moment, as if she was struggling in her heart, but finally shook her head and said, "Maybe I can't do it."

Valerie had heard from Batman that Nora suffered from a genetic disease that gradually caused her nervous system to lose function.

If the disease is caused by a virus, or if the patient has broken arms or legs, there is a chance that the patient can be saved after taking Valerie's medicine.

But for a disease like chorea, which is caused by the spontaneous deterioration of body functions, it is difficult to be effective and can only delay the disease at best.

"My middleman is already in his seventies. Although he looks strong, he is actually suffering from age-related diseases that have caused his body to deteriorate."

Valerie didn't say anything else, but Batman got the idea.

Valerie tried the medicine on Malone, but the effect was only average.

Having said that, Valerie still had a solution, but after thinking it over again, she still didn't tell Batman.

"I'll take her in first." Batman didn't make things difficult for Valerie.

Just then, they suddenly noticed that the ice smoothie under their feet was moving.

The air was flowing, as if there was an eye of a hurricane behind them. Valerie and Batman turned around at the same time and looked at Mr. Freeze lying on the ground.

"Don't get close to Nora!" Mr. Freeze's tattered armor was glowing blue. He turned his armor into a power storage device, greedily absorbing the air.

Just like what he did at the door of the ice storage, he wanted to freeze himself and all the people in front of him together.

The repeated losses, disappointments and betrayals had clouded his mind. He dared not trust anyone anymore. He even felt that these two people were just like Boyle and wanted to hold him hostage through Nora.

Mr. Freeze raised the half-broken gun barrel, and a horrible cold air gathered inside it, as if it could freeze time.

Batman immediately took out a thermal bat dart. He was sure that he could directly break Mr. Freeze's energy tube and make his gathered energy out of control.

But before he threw the dart, Valerie stepped forward. She had a backpack on her back and a familiar gun barrel in her hand.

Before Mr. Freeze's energy was fully gathered, water had already been sprayed out from Valerie's gun, freezing Mr. Freeze under the ice.

The hurricane stopped, and the ice chips that were swept away by the strong winds powered by Mr. Freeze fell like snowflakes, slowly covering the unconscious assassins on the ground below.

Batman looked seriously at Valerie's equipment.

"Where did you come from?"

This gun is very similar to the one used by the previous armored thugs, but it also looks a bit like the equipment worn by Mr. Freeze.

"Look at what their stuff is made of." Valerie shook the weapon in her hand, then stuffed the 1.5-meter-long gun barrel and the computer-sized backpack back into her pocket.

Batman was used to Valerie's unscientific pockets: "I don't remember you ever getting the blueprints for Mr. Freeze's weapon."

"So, [watch] it being made." Valerie said nothing more.

“Can you do it just by observation?”

"Of course I studied it carefully. I'm not a god." Valerie gave Batman a speechless look.

It had been less than two hours since the encounter, and Batman was curious to know the extent of her so-called research.

"Now, everything is over..."

Valerie walked up to Mr. Freeze who was already in the ice. He still kept holding the gun. Miss V's delicate face was reflected in the red broken lens.

The expression on his face was like he was afraid of losing something.

Valerie turned sideways, avoiding the view through the ice.

She saw that Mr. Freeze's frozen gaze was always fixed on the peaceful Sleeping Beauty on the platform.

Two crystal ice cubes sparkled like tears.

……

Shiva still ran away. Although the subordinates who had infiltrated Gotham Company in advance were killed by Valerie, the subordinates who had originally planned to act with her escaped because they were late.

The assassins dragged the paralyzed Siwa away from Gotham.

They have temporarily given up on the siege on the traitors. Now these people just want to quickly welcome the head of the devil to Gotham and leave this damn place as soon as possible after taking a bath in the pool.

Let the Demon Chief figure out how to destroy Gotham. Ms. Shiva doesn't want to come again anyway.

When Commissioner Gordon and his men arrived at Gotham Corporation, Batman and Valerie had already left.

This time they can be said to have a great harvest. In addition to Mr. Freeze and a group of assassins, there is also the infamous Penguin Cobblepot.

Nisha, who was hanging on the ceiling, did not escape either. She was taken to the police car drooling.

The next day, the news of Mr. Freeze's attack on Wayne Manor made headlines, but his purpose and experience were also exposed. Although Master Wayne, whose house was burned down, was pitiful, public opinion sympathized more with this tragic scientist than with the billionaire.

Boyle was sent to the hospital to thaw, but this great philanthropist was completely ruined because of various inside stories that were exposed.

But a few days after he was thawed, when the police wanted to take him away for a talk, they found that the window of the ward was wide open and Boyle was missing from the bed.

Nora was taken over by the Wayne Group, who gathered a group of the best experts to work hard to conquer the disease of chorea.

Master Wayne's act of repaying evil with kindness won him a lot of praise.

……

In the frozen cell of Arkham Asylum, Victor, wearing prison clothes, was lying on the floor writing and drawing.

Even though this place is far away from the laboratory environment, he still hasn't given up on researching ways to treat Nora.

“Snap…”

Just as Victor was still thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of something rolling on the ground.

Victor looked up and saw the familiar blue-haired woman, leaning against the cell door with her arms folded across her chest.

NO54. Open your eyes

The cell was specially donated by the Wayne Group. It was fully enclosed and very narrow. The distance between Victor, who was lying on the ground, and Valerie, who was leaning against the door, was less than two meters.

"Doesn't your hand hurt?" Valerie looked at Victor's fingers that were bleeding blue blood.

Since there was no paper or pen, Victor had to scratch at the base of the frosted wall with his fingernails.

"How did you get here?" Victor's voice was as emotionless as a machine.

"It's just a mental hospital. I feel like I'm back home." Valerie was proud.

Mr. Freeze didn't say anything. He looked at the floor again, trying to resume his interrupted thoughts.

"I say, do you need my help?" Valerie approached Victor and squatted beside him.

Victor ignored her.

Valerie sighed, her feet left Victor's sight, and then a black object rolled under Victor's eyes.

It was Boyle's head, his face frozen with fear.

Victor finally raised his head again and looked at Valerie in confusion.

"I'll help you kill him. You'll probably be eager to see that." Valerie leaned against the wall again.

"I'd rather do it myself." Victor stood up and looked Valerie in the eye. "What do you want from me?"

"Like we said before, let's talk about cooperation." Seeing that Victor was finally willing to talk, Valerie raised her lips. "I have a way to save your wife."

"I won't let anyone boss me around anymore. Besides, I don't trust you." Victor shook his head.

He had received so much hope that he learned to avoid disappointment in advance.

"..." Valerie lowered her head and hesitated for a moment, then raised her head again: "I'll show you something fun."

Valerie pulled a dagger from her pocket, and the sudden appearance of the weapon scared Victor.

Valerie plunged the dagger into her forearm.

This dagger is called "dining knife". There is nothing special about it. It's just that Valerie was bored and upgraded it to immortal.

Under Victor's surprised gaze, Valerie pulled the dagger with a distorted expression, like pulling a zipper.

This was a wound so deep that the bone could be seen. Victor looked at the river of blood and the sweat on Valerie's forehead, and his usually calm heart was filled with fear.

But what shocked him even more was what he saw beneath Valerie's wound.

It was a piece of bone that was shiny and looked like titanium alloy.

"You see... my body has been transformed..." Valerie said with a heavy breath.

Although directly ejecting the mantis blade could be used as a demonstration, she felt that for a suspicious and stubborn person like Victor, tearing open his flesh and blood herself would be more intimidating to the other party and would also better demonstrate her sincerity.

"What do you want to express..." Victor's genius brain stopped working for a moment.

"Choria is a neurological disease... the patient will gradually lose the ability to control the body... and eventually die of organ failure..." Valerie pulled out the dagger and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a smile, "So, wouldn't it be better if we just change the nervous system..."

"This is impossible." Victor sat on the bed.

"Of course it's possible." Valerie gave herself an injection. "I already have an artificial nervous system."

Victor watched in amazement as the wound, deep enough to see the bone, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Valerie's forearm was still white. If it weren't for the blood on the ground, he would have thought he was just dreaming.

But the next moment, Valerie disappeared from Victor's sight.

"My whole body is made of prosthetics, that's where my abilities come from."