Chapter 855: 1st Swordsman

The cruel knight hid in the shadow under the tree, but the rain also covered his shoulders, and the flood flooded his thighs, but the cold external environment could not affect the flame in his heart.

He knew that he was a little bit paranoid, because although the death of his parents was related to the security environment of Gotham at the time, was it really related to Gordon, who had just taken office at the time?

Not really.

But now Gordon is the chief of the Gotham Police Department. He represents the decadent and backward order and legal system in this city. The opponent of Cruel Knights has never been a single person, but the established order of the entire world.

So Gordon must die, but as a good friend for many years, Cruel Knight will not kill him with a gun. He must explain everything clearly to Gordon, and then kill him with a dagger so that he understands what he did to Batman. How unforgivable betrayal is.

Even if he knew that this Gordon was not his Gordon, what about that? Every Gordon deserves to die, every Gordon in the world is on his kill list.

It just so happens that this kind of traitor should be killed a few more times to relieve his hatred.

Now that the police station is right in front of you, you just need to rush in and get Gordon out. The severance of communication really provides a lot of convenience.

The rain made the weapons behind him glow with a cold and deep luster. He took off the assault rifle behind him, pulled the bolt on with a click, and then quickly rushed towards the police station under the cover of heavy rain and dark clouds.

Because of the chaos in the city, very few officers remained in the police station. Even if they saw Batman, they were just stunned for the first time.

Why did Batman carry so many guns today?

Why does he look hideous?

Why did he fire here?

After thinking about these three questions, the police officer was already lying on the ground with doubts. Even if he was facing a head-on fight, they were not the opponents of the cruel knights, let alone being attacked and still wanting to think about things.

Batman represents the righteous police. It is not the situation where everyone wanted to catch him. Most police officers would greet him friendly when they saw Batman.

After all, here is not far from Washington, the Batman model and other heroes in the Hall of Justice are standing together.

However, it was these old views that killed them. The existence of the Dark Knights was kept secret by Zhenglian, which also caused ordinary police officers to know nothing.

When the former Gotham hero Batman changes, no one can react.

The cruel knight continued to fire while running at high speed, without any bullets, and every shot was a fatal blow. Without disturbing too many neighbors, Batman rushed into the police station building in less than ten seconds.

The automatic rifle was dropped at will, two mini submachine guns were pulled out from the waist, back against the top of the door, rolled into it, and directed at the police officers in the hall. It was a round of bursts, or super fast bursts.

These two new micro-impulses fire more than 5 bullets per second. It is not difficult to light 300 bullets in one minute. He can control such a high rate of fire weapon without wasting a bullet and hits within two seconds. All goals.

This made the gunshots sound like a single sound, and the corpses fell to the ground in different positions at almost the same time.

He played better this time than in the Iceberg Restaurant, where he played casually, and here, when facing Gordon, an old friend, he did all he could.

Smelling the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke, he once again dropped the two submachine guns that were still smoking at the muzzle, took the heavy machine gun from behind, and stuffed the bullet chain into the barrel.

He strode deep into the police station.

Although the exchange of fire just now was short, it was not silent. The reason why Gordon did not show up meant that he was not in a place such as an office or canteen upstairs, but in a place with better sound insulation, such as a basement.

In the basement, there are various archives, reference rooms, exhibit storage rooms, arsenals, morgues, and communication rooms.

In view of the previous laughter and leaving a different world of Bruce Wayne as a decoy in Gotham, the decoy was pulled away by the police station, now that counts the time, the dna report should come out.

Then Gordon is very likely to be in the morgue.

Countless possibilities were raised and eliminated. After a lot of thoughts, only the highest possible guess was left. This was only a short moment for Batman, and his pace did not even slow down for a moment.

Hesitate and lose.

The cruel knight had a map of the police station in his mind, and this building in every world was similar, and he rushed straight towards the morgue.

After walking down the stairs and entering the corridor, only his insignificant footsteps echoed in the long narrow passage, which was almost the same as he had guessed. There would be no people in the data room in the middle of the night.

But like a ghost fire, in the darkness around him, a ray of light suddenly burst into the archive room beside him.

Flash bomb!

The cruel knight turned his head to avoid him, and at the same time he rolled back at an unreasonable speed while holding his weapon.

The moment the strong light exploded, he heard a faint, crisp sound, a golden light passed over his head, and a pointed ear on his uniform helmet flew out in a whirlpool.

He also detonated a flash bomb during the tumbling process. When the enemy attacked, he must stare at the target. There was a time difference. At this time, using the flash bomb had miraculous effects.

If the opponent is flashed, then it's his chance.

This sword light is too fast, the opponent is a master of martial arts, encountering a strong hand-to-hand combat in such a narrow place is not good news, and it must be resolved as soon as possible.

Fortunately, he has a gun. This is the meaning of power...

However, after the other side flipped back and escaped the flash, the cruel knight couldn't help but pause, and the half of his face exposed under the mask also showed an incredible expression.

"Zorro?"

In the dark, the golden rapier was lifted against the brim of the hat, illuminating a handsome face, and the other's beautiful mustache moved, revealing an exotic smile.

"Don't be so polite, we are old friends, you can call me Dondia, Europa's No. 1 Swordsman." The other party replied with an accented Spanish tongue whirling.

"....... Pretending to be a god!"

The cruel knight's expression changed frantically, he immediately picked up the heavy machine gun and pulled the trigger at the opponent.

Zorro does not exist in history. He is just a character in film and television works. He represents chivalry and resistance to the old order. It is also one of the reasons why Bruce became Batman.

On the day their parents were killed, it was because they went to the theater to watch Zorro's movie and went home and walked the alleys before they encountered the gangster...

If the bat gave Bruce the excitement to become a masked man, then Zorro was his most original motivation.

Eliminating the violence, fighting against the colonial society at that time, and finally leading the masses to awaken their sense of resistance and win.

The image of Zorro means a lot to all Batman, especially when he stands opposite you with a rapier.

It was like a nightmare shone into reality again.

Zorro appears, so is the death of his relatives in the near future?

The gunshot and the sound of the pearl falling on the ground seemed to resound in the cruel knight's mind.

Is it because his actions deviated from the heroic path, so Zorro came to the door? Or is it simply hallucinations? Are you fighting something that doesn't exist?

Yes, the other party used a flash bomb, this must be fake, it must be an illusion.

Therefore, the cruel knight directly picked up the six-level revolver and pulled the trigger at the opponent. The electric engine rang, and the muzzle immediately spurted out flames.

However, Zorro didn't panic, he still displayed a fencing start style full of aristocratic demeanor. When the bullet flew in front of him, the golden z word suddenly lit up in the air.

The blade accurately divided each bullet in half, the sparks of the metal collision illuminating the ground between the two, and the sound of the bullet landing was like rain.

Zorro was walking in the open court, with a rapier defensively dripping water, and at the same time he still had room to take a brisk pace, approaching the cruel knight.

The cruel knight gritted his teeth in secret.

He began to step back quickly. If this guy came from his own fantasy, then when he was a child, Zorro represented omnipotence in the child's heart.

This person is better than laughing wildly...I can't beat him, so I have to find a way quickly.

However, the opponent did not intend to let him go. The sudden burst of speed was almost invisible to the afterimage. The golden rapier dragged the long afterglow, and the sword cut off the machine gun barrel like a carrot, and then backhanded. A sword came straight to his chest again, as if planning to make a z-shape.

With a low growl, the cruel knight smashed the broken Gatling machine gun at the opponent, leaned back and dodged instantly, took out two pistols from his thigh, and fired violently at the opponent.

This time Zorro stopped cutting bullets, because the distance was close enough, he dodges all the bullets like a ghost, and when the cruel knight raised his hand, he had already judged the line of the bullet.

Everything has been seen through...

"Don't go in a hurry. Go to my governor's mansion for a seafood risotto? Thomas and Martha are waiting for you." Spanish grunting came over.

"How dare you say that name!"

After the pistol bullet was shot, the cruel knight threw it to Zorro as a throwing weapon, and the opponent was dismantled into parts in the air.

At this time, he heard his mother's name, and couldn't help but remember the tragedy of the year.

I don’t know when this long and narrow passage has turned into the appearance of a crime alley. When he lowered his head, he happened to see his parents’ bodies lying on the side!

"Don't go, little Bruce, why are you holding a gun?" Zorro's smile gradually became weird, as if something gruesome was attached to his soul: "Is the sword bad? This is the strongest in the world. The power of oh!"

"No! An illusion! You are an illusion! You are all!" The cruel knight took off the smoke and sonic bombs from his chest. He must leave here. This is not right, really wrong.

He seemed to have a strong hallucination, and it also seemed to be turning back in time. He saw himself in his childhood. He just picked up the gangster's pistol from the ground and pointed it at the criminal who picked up the pearl from behind.

"Are you going to use smoke to cover up your ugliness? Yeah, UU reading www.uukanshu.com shot people to death from behind. It's really a cowardly act. You have never had the courage to face an enemy. Rapier treats you like this. Isn't it too dangerous for the soft guy?"

Zorro spit out a string of words quickly, and his rapier shook the cruel knight's eyes pale. The cruel knight seemed to have received a great insult, and veins broke out under the skin of his chin.

"No, I only fired when he faced me! Defeated him face-to-face, and I won!"

"Oh? Then let's see if it's true? Do you dare? Use your mother's name as a guarantee?"

"I am not a coward! Facts will prove everything!"

The cruel knight who was stimulated by the tragedy of his parents put away the smoke bomb and took a black dagger from his shoulder to fight Zorro. The material of this dagger was very good, but it was not cut off. It should be n metal.

The scene in the alley didn't say so. In that dark and damp alley, Little Bruce pointed a gun at the robber's back and pulled the trigger sullenly.

"boom!"