American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander

Two days later, around three in the morning.

Senator Lawrence instinctively opened his eyes.

In front of his bed, the fully armed Death Shooter was looking at him with the scarlet electronic eyes on his mask.

"Ah?!!"

Senator Lawrence sat up from the bed suddenly, and then rolled towards the window.

Only after he fell to the ground did he kneel tremblingly to the Death Shooter and said.

"Did the Revenant send you?

Damn it!

There have been rumors that the Revenant is hunting Gotham dignitaries, but I didn't expect that even I would be a hunting target!"

At this point, Senator Lawrence quickly put his hands together and begged the Death Shooter desperately.

"Please, I shouldn't be on the list, I'm not the enemy of the Revenant!

The Revenant also fucked my daughter, just when they were on the news. They are a natural match. The Revenant and I are not enemies!!!"

As he spoke, Senator Lawrence knelt there and moved towards the Death Shooter.

Looking at the embarrassed Congressman Lawrence, Death Shooter was silent for a moment, then sighed softly.

"I don't know how to deal with you either, after all, what you said is true.

Although Tang seems to have forgotten the existence of you and your daughter, what if he suddenly remembers one day?

I don't want to cause trouble for myself."

After the voice fell, Death Shooter gently swung the muzzle of the gun hanging on the arm guard at Congressman Lawrence twice.

Congressman Lawrence's eyes immediately swayed with Death Shooter's movements.

After a brief thought, Death Shooter continued to speak softly.

"Well, there are still more than half of the names on my list, so it's okay to put you at the end.

However, I hope you can hurry up and let me feel the importance of the dead soul to you before I hunt you again.

As for how you should do those, I won't interfere, but if you can't do it, then you will have no way out.

Don't expect to leave Gotham during this period, because no one can dodge my bullets, not even you."

After the voice fell, the Death Shooter reached out and gently patted the face of Congressman Lawrence.

Just as Congressman Lawrence nodded hurriedly, the Death Shooter suddenly knocked him out and then sent him back to bed.

After covering him with a quilt, the Death Shooter left the congressman's home and prepared to go to the next target location.

At this moment, the screen on his arm guard suddenly flashed a series of red lights.

Seeing this, the Death Shooter snorted coldly and then pressed several buttons.

Then, the screen showed the surveillance picture, and one of his targets had arrived near the Kane Memorial Bridge by car.

Seeing this scene, Death Shooter grinned.

"If they always hide in a well-protected bunker, it will be really troublesome for me to deal with them.

But once they decide to escape, do they think the road will be safe?"

After muttering to himself, Death Shooter gently pressed another button.

The next moment, the car that was speeding on the Kane Bridge exploded suddenly.

Through the screen, Death Shooter clearly saw that the car had been blown to pieces.

This picture made him breathe a sigh of relief.

It feels good to work for the dead, at least there is no limit on equipment or ammunition.

For example, the guy who just died, the famous host of Gotham TV, although he has many cars, Death Shooter has placed the same amount of explosives in each of his cars.

Adequate logistical supply has turned Death Shooter's assassination from an accidental event into a kind of inevitable event.

In short, everyone likes the taste of being rich and powerful.

Deadshot couldn't help but grin. Although he was forced to join the Revenant Party, the result seemed to be okay.

Although the Revenant was cruel, he was pretty good to his own people. He fulfilled his promises very well. His daughter had already transferred to the Gotham Aristocratic Childcare Institution to start preschool enlightenment.

He worked hard to kill people and make money, not just to make his daughter live a better life. From this point of view, his daughter can walk sideways in Gotham.

As for the entire United States outside Gotham.

At least they would not attack an insignificant killer like him before they solved the Revenant.

After all, the teleportation ability of the Revenant was too frightening. Even the President of the United States would tremble in the White House when he thought of the Revenant...

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Deadshot flashed to the left.

Just as he flashed past, a flying knife flew past his previous position!

Seeing the flying knife, Floyd snorted coldly and looked at the source of the flying knife at the same time.

On the lamp posts near him, there were clearly seven guys standing very straight, but dressed in a slightly retro style!

Looking at the armor they were wearing, especially the knife belts tied on their shoulders, and the silver claws on their hands hanging at their sides.

Floyd took a deep breath.

Those claws... and their owl-like masks...

"Haha!"

Floyd sneered.

"I killed according to the list for two whole days, and finally forced you legends out!"

As soon as the voice fell, Floyd grabbed an AR15 from behind, and then ran and fired briskly.

Obviously, he only used the waist shooting method, and he even used the shooting method.

But his bullets were accurately nailed on each claw!

Facing Floyd's bullets, the claws moved, some used steel claws to block the incoming bullets, and some simply cut them off with samurai swords.

But Floyd's bullets were not simply direct shots. The bullets he fired would actually collide in a chain in the air, causing additional scattering, causing more unpredictable attacks on the claws.

Even though the claws were agile enough to block many bullets, some bullets still avoided their defenses and shot straight into their vital points!

After Floyd ran more than 60 steps in a row and changed four magazines.

Looking at the seven claws who were still chasing him quickly even though they were bleeding, their movements were not affected at all, and Floyd cursed heavily.

"Fuck!"

While cursing, he threw two grenades, then opened his communication channel and said.

"I am being hunted by the legendary claws. There are only seven enemies at the moment. They seem to have no vital points and can continue to move even if their brains are pierced!

If you meet them, you'd better try to chop off their heads!"

"What about you?"

In a blink of an eye, Victor's voice came from the communication channel.

"Floyd, you don't have a knife with you, do you?"

"I have a dagger, or I can shoot their heads off alive!"

After Floyd responded, he turned around and blocked his rifle above his head.

Clang!

After a crisp sound, the claw blade of a claw directly tore Floyd's gun body!

"You are awesome!"

Floyd praised exaggeratedly, and then continued to talk to the communication.

"Their weapons are very sharp and can cut through metal easily.

Be careful, I have to send my daughter to school tomorrow, so I don't have time to attend your funeral!"

"Haha, fuck you, how could I die in the hands of the claws!

Damn, the claws really came after me, but why do I only have three claws here?

These damn owls actually look down on me!!!"

While yelling at Floyd, Victor on the other side of Gotham simply drew out his samurai sword.

Since even a shooter like Floyd has summed up the experience of using a knife more suitable in the battle with the claws, Victor is naturally a person who listens to advice.

At the same time, Floyd also threw away his gun and used the dagger in his left hand and the arm armor gun on his right arm to entangle with the claws.

While entangled, he couldn't help but say to Victor.

"Why do I feel more and more that these bastards are a bit like the death knell?"

"Don't ask me...!!!"

Victor blocked the blade of a claw with difficulty, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.

His right hand had just been connected for a few days, and he couldn't use it at all. If he only relied on his left hand, let alone three claws, he might not even be able to block one claw.

So, he suspected that the bastards of Owl sent people according to his heyday!

"Damn it!"

He cursed loudly and raised the knife in his hand again.

After barely blocking the blade that almost chopped his head, Victor despairedly found that his knife was actually chopped off by the claws!

At the same time, Floyd's words were still coming from the communication channel.

"Victor, you sound very embarrassed, are you going to die?"

"It's not a big problem. Tang will talk to Satan for me. I believe him!"

While responding, Victor rolled on the ground again and again, hastily dodging the slashes again and again.

But even so, after he finished speaking, he was eventually forced to the door of a bicycle shop on the street by the sharp claws.