Chapter 288 Battle for the Cape 31

Chapter 288 Battle for the Cape 31

Ratatatata...

"This is the Gotham Police. Lower your weapons and raise your hands."

A loud officer’s voice came from a helicopter. He used a loudspeaker to shout at Seven Kills and Feng Bujue. It had only been five minutes since they started the fight.

Actually, when they were talking, people had already arrived. The streets around Wayne Enterprise were full of police cars, and snipers were deployed on all the nearby buildings. Of course, since Wayne Enterprises was the tallest building around, combined with the wind and night, unless Seven Kills and Feng Bujue came down from the roof, the snipers were useless. Gotham Police sent two helicopters, and their search lights scanned the skyscrapers. This reminded Feng Bujue of the scene from King Kong. Even though the two helicopters did not have machine guns attached to them, they had gunners on them.

Quite a number of superheroes from the Network had arrived as well. Including Nightwing, Damian, and Catwoman, there were about seven of them. Not all the heroes were there. Since Gotham was still a crime city, they were needed elsewhere when most of the police force was gathered here.

Nightwing came to Captain Gordon and asked without preamble, "What is the plan, Captain?"

Gordon was standing beside a car and had a walkie talkie in one hand and binoculars in the other. He was busy deploying the units. When he saw Nightwing, he replied in his usual severe tone, "My people tell me that Batman and the Joker are fighting up there."

"No, they are not," Nightwing said.

"I know, but my people added that these two monsters move so fast that people can’t capture their shadow, and they can break cement with their bare hands," Gordon replied.

"So?" Nightwing wanted to hear what would come next.

"I think we should let them finish the fight. We will then capture the remaining one," Gordon said. "That is simpler than dealing with both of them at once."

"How can you be sure that the fight will end with the death of one?" Nightwing asked. Before he finished, there was an explosion on the rooftop, and the people gathered below gasped. A block of cement cracked from the rooftop and careened down the building.

"Oh God!" When Gordon was in shock, a powerful arm grabbed him and dragged him away. Several seconds later, the cement brick dropped on the roof of the police car that Gordon had been standing beside earlier. After some crashing sound, the car’s siren and horn sounded together. The dust settled, and Gordon realized that it was Nightwing who had saved him. He pushed the glasses on his nose and did not pause to thank Nightwing. Instead, he turned to yell, "Someone go and shut down that blasted siren! And check if anyone’s injured!"

Nightwing stood next to him and looked at the sky. "Fine... Looks like the two are serious. One of them will die."

...

"Impressive..." Seven Kills looked at the punch he did and the edge of the building that was shattered. He could not help but sigh. "When I put on the Batsuit, I just felt more agile and light and have more special power. But in actual battle, I finally understand the meaning of legendary equipment..."

He turned and saw that Feng Bujue had retreated about ten meters away.

Equip Requirement: Male with suitable body type

Can be taken out of the scenario: No

Remark: I’m Batman.

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Of course, there were tools like the omnibelt, cape, batarangs, small mines, and so on that were not counted. Seven Kills’ original fighting mastery was B. After putting on the Batsuit, it became the scariest A level. As mentioned before, the game’s understanding of Level A was—’Level A, masterful. Has a chance to automatically mastering skills from said school. When one reaches this level, the chance of activating the skills from said school will be one hundred percent.’

Feng Bujue had only raised his fighting mastery to level C during his fight with Shiva. If not for Soul’s Eye, he would have lost already.

"Can’t you see that I’m figuring out a solution?" Feng Bujue sounded calm, and there was no fear on his face. But his eyes were narrowed, and he looked like a dead fish. Still, Brother Jue’s brain had not stopped working.

Other than Death Poker, I currently have weapons... That includes the wrench and stool as cold weapons, but they won’t have a good effect. Unless the man stands there and lets me shoot him, Mad Moxxi’s Bad Touch and Freeze Ray Gun won’t work. His helmet is much better than mine, so I can’t rely on the goblin mask...

Hmm... the only thing that might break his defense is the anti-gravity gun and the two Mark II grenades. The former, I still haven’t found the perfect chance to use... The latter, he won’t stand there and let the grenade blow up next to him.

This Batsuit is flawless. If the man was a normal player, I might still have a chance, but this is someone who specializes in fighting.

With this in mind, Feng Bujue glanced at the two helicopters in the sky and mumbled, "Tsk... bunch of mobs. They didn’t even come with any heavy weapons. Why are they here anyway?"

The thought of grabbing the police’s weapons was abandoned.

Phew...

A batarang interrupted Feng Bujue’s thoughts, but he did not move... or make any evasion. The batarang made a straight line before making an arc and flying outward. Finally, the batarang brushed past Feng Bujue’s neck without harming him.

"Oh? What’s the meaning of this?" Feng Bujue turned his head to check. "It can come back?"

"I was just testing to see if you would evade it or not," Seven Kills said.

Feng Bujue understood it immediately. "Oh... So, you perfectly threw one batarang in a seemingly straight line, but it was actually going on an arc to test my prediction power, huh?"

"Indeed." There was a glint in Seven Kill’s eye as he scratched his chin. "Your predictive power is so strong that I’m confused. Is it some kind of future-predictive power?

"No, be it real life or the virtual world, that power can’t exist, but what is behind your accurate prediction of various attacks and practically flawless reaction to them..."