Chapter 812

"It's not a shame squad."

Standing in the cold rain, Batman comes to the used car where he stops and joins up with the windbreaker fighter. When he arrives here, he can vaguely see the light of a flashlight flickering in the lane ahead.

Even though the shame team was in such a hurry to escape from Arkham, sharis had more footholds in Gotham than Batman. All of her team had night vision devices in their masks, so they didn't need flashlights.

The heavy rain covered up the sound of the car, and the cold water splashed on the hood.

The windbreaker pulled up his clothes to keep out the rain and took out his notebook to have a look. His tone seemed to be very helpless.

"There is nothing wrong with the place, but my little book is not a timely updated information terminal. I was here before humiliating them, but now it seems that someone else has changed here."

Batman is just talking. Through the sound of the rain, he collects the sound of smashing the door, smashing the glass, and screaming. Anyway, the crime is going on and must be stopped.

At the corner in front of you, there are at least a dozen circles of flashlight, and the identity of the other party is not good. Generally, such groups are either gangs or cults.

However, cults only kill people but not rob them. They need to spend the time that other criminals spend searching and arranging various rituals.

So hearing the sound of smashing and robbing, Batman judges that the other party is a robbery gang.

In Gotham, group robbery is usually a small gangster's business. Who has seen penguins or double faced people taking people to rob outside?

Batman walks to the corner of the street, sticks to the wet building, and looks at the situation in a short time.

It was a group of people who were ransacking a small jewelry store, but the shop did not know whether it was the security guard or the owner. At this time, they had fallen outside the door, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead.

The thugs, dressed in suits and shirts, looked like they were planning their actions. There were about a dozen of them. They were all younger brothers, but Batman still knew the man who was leaning against the door in a coquettish manner.

The blue suit, red and black flower Hawaiian shirt is worn inside, with a big gold chain on the neck, and the mask is like mercury, which can reflect the reflection of others.

"It's the facade and his men, the flare."

As he spoke, Batman took out a batdart from his belt, pressed the button on it, swung it with his hook, picked up the building on the side and disappeared in the dark.

The windbreaker put away his notebook and shrugged helplessly. Batman didn't seem to cooperate at all. He just explained that he wanted to avoid Flashbombs, but he didn't say a word about how to cooperate.

For Batman, more than a dozen people still don't need to cooperate with others. Although his appearance is good, his younger brother's quality is generally very poor.

"Facade" is a man who can show off very well. He likes to hire vagabonds to support his work. He just puts on a suit when he comes. He looks at many people, but he is not a professional gangster at all.

In Gotham this kind of place, disguised as the black boss, sometimes can take advantage of a lot of money, but if the bottom line is found out, the end will be very miserable.

The front door is Eric Hansen. It was originally a double faced nightclub. Parking boy.

Every day, he watched the rich gangsters dangle in front of him. They were luxury cars and beautiful women, and they always swaggered through the market with a group of uniformed younger brothers. People were afraid of others and were very popular.

He suddenly had a flash of light. As long as he put on his mask, he pretended to be a little neurotic. In Gotham madman, no one was willing to provoke him.

He took out the tips that he had been rewarded over the years, and all his accumulated wealth was tens of thousands of dollars. He went to buy dozens of sets of inferior suits, and paid 20 dollars a day for meals to hire tramps on the street.

He soon pulled out a team, drove the tramps to the sea to have a bath, cut their hair and beard, and put on a uniform suit.

Come on, he's a gangster, too.

Although the people hired in this way are silver like wax spears, which can't be seen and used, others don't know. Each one has a brick in his arms and pretends to have a gun.

Then he took people to eat black.

When others rob or rob others, he takes these dozens of people around him:

"Oh, we have been staring at this family for a long time. Since you have robbed me first, I can't say anything, but I can't let my hundred brothers go for nothing. How about half of them?"

They are numerous and powerful. It seems that everyone has a guy in his arms. They can't see clearly at night. They can almost bluff 99% of the people.

Besides, appearance is not all you want. Only half of it. When have gangsters seen such a nice talking gangster? They are surrounded by hundreds of armed men, and half of them can be left. It's really a clean stream in the underworld.

Other people rob jewelry stores, banks, or steal things, all need to plan. It takes a lot of brains. Just buy intelligence on the street and stop others. Other criminals will send money to him.So the appearance quickly created a reputation and made a lot of money.

If you have money, you can stabilize your subordinates. Those who were originally just vagabonds have relatively low requirements and low labor costs.

Some people think that he likes to get something for nothing, just like hyenas taking other people's prey; others think that he has the bearing of an old-fashioned gangster and keeps the bottom line for everything.

No matter it is pink or black, the appearance has become popular, and more and more people are willing to work with him, which really makes him a success.

After several large-scale battles and cases, he came into Batman's sight. The gang scale of thousands of people is bigger than penguins.

Before he was arrested, even Batman couldn't figure out the details of him. He didn't know which Gotham family was taking the lead again? Or have you come from other cities?

However, with the deepening contact, Batman finally discovers the fact that he is speechless. His appearance is actually just a parking boy. Last time he went to the nightclub of double faced people with Bruce's identity, he gave him a tip...

those gang members, in fact, are vagabonds who are paid for their money, and they are just full of appearances.

Therefore, when Batman appeared to grasp the facade, those tramps did not even have the will to resist when facing Gotham's symbol. When they saw a few broken bones, they scattered.

The gang of thousands of people suddenly disintegrated and turned into a situation of Batman and face to face.

It has to be said that as a parking boy, he is very good at fighting in the street, chasing Jason with red hood.

Unfortunately for Batman, that's it.

In view of the cunning and insidious appearance, he also sent Akam to him. As a liar, he was the bottom of society. Big brother like clown or Scarecrow escaped from prison. He was not willing to pick him up on the way, and his popularity was even worse.

However, it seems that I have learned a lot from the experience of escaping from prison this time. This is not the case. I have summoned people to rob in person. I also let my subordinates see more blood as exercise.

If you don't know each other, you need to explore. As long as you recognize the other party, Batman already has a plan....

when the windbreaker turns his head to avoid the flash bomb, when he turns back, all the thugs have fallen to the ground. Batman dives from the roof of the house, and the flash bomb and surprise attack directly knock down the front door, and the others are all knocked down with three punches and two feet 。

Batman stands up with his stomach on his side, and Bain's injury is still a little inconvenient, but there is no need for complicated tactics to deal with such a role as facade.

These so-called thugs, in fact, did not even eat dinner. Their hands were soft and their feet were soft. One of their sweeping legs collapsed. The rest of them were just lying and rolling with their eyes covered. They had no intention of resisting.

In the heavy rain, the windbreaker tiptoed from the fallen crowd to Batman with a low tone.

"The owner is dead."

"....

" some vagrants and beggars become extremely crazy after seeing blood. " The windbreaker kicked the door with his toe again, and this one seems to have a severe concussion.

Batman has nothing to say. Gotham is like this. The owner of a jewelry store may despise vagabonds during the day and die at night.

Gotham is like this, anyone can die suddenly, social status and wealth will not bring any guarantee.

"Find the next target."

He just stood still and let the rain fall down his shoulder, and the sound of the rain drowned everything again.

And the windbreaker didn't let him down. The little notebook, which looked very humble, helped Batman find a lot of fugitives.

But I don't know whether it's a coincidence or something. Those who are found often have a tragic fate, or they are not the kind of vicious people.

Again and again, Batman knocks down the enemy again and again, and the windbreaker simply becomes an intelligence station without any sense of existence.

He just needs to lead the way, wait, lead the way, and repeat the process infinitely.

And the rain was getting heavier and the night was getting darker and darker, but people hired by clowns, such as nymphs and Bain, did not reappear.

After going back and forth in the city for some time, Ah Fu finally brought good news. Gotham's monitoring network has been rebuilt, and Batman can now check all the conditions on the ground of the city through the bat terminal.

Batman nods slightly, and tells the windbreaker that he can go home and see the strength of the other side. Then some opponents are not the windbreaker people can deal with.

The windbreaker didn't have any opinions, as if he was already very tired: "well, I'm glad to be able to fight with Batman, but I still have an intelligence here. I think it's very important."

"Say it."

"My informant saw the cat girl in the city before. She seemed to be going to steal the Gotham Museum." The windbreaker opened the door and sat in, only to find that the car broke down this time and had to walk down.And the Batman who hears this is lost in thought.

Why did Serena steal the museum? Isn't the reason why you don't marry yourself or to steal? But even if she wanted the whole museum, Batman could buy it for her. Why did she steal it?

"Well, my car is broken. Can you give me a ride in a bat cart?" Although he can't help but walk on the face of the fighter, he can still hear the expression.

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