The trajectory of the world king in the United States

"boom"

Miss Rachel, who had fallen into a state of unconsciousness, was thrown to the ground of the dark factory. The smell on the ground, which was full of stains and poison residue, was absolutely terrible, but Rachel could no longer resist.

Klein took off the scarecrow mask from his head. He looked at the men with special eyes flashing and cursed angrily,

"Work first, you bastards, move this place out. It's not safe here anymore. This girl will attract a bunch of stupid but troublesome police. Once things are delayed, we won't be able to survive."

The director of Arkham Asylum is well versed in human nature. After scolding his subordinates, he casually added,

"After you finish your work, you can have fun as you want, but now, go to work quickly."

This order immediately made these villains cheer. Three people armed with weapons escorted the workers who were coerced to make poison gas to other places, while the remaining people passed the finished and semi-finished liquid poison gas through the sewers. Cracks, all poured into the water pipes.

Several people came in carrying gasoline that exuded a pungent smell. They seemed to be preparing to burn the place down. To be honest, this was indeed the easiest way to eliminate all traces, but Klein's The guy would definitely not be so kind as to send away the "lunatics" imprisoned on the ground, so a massacre might break out here.

But it took some time to pack up the equipment for extracting liquids and compressing gases. These gadgets are the capital of Klein's livelihood. Their current work is not enough to pollute the entire Gotham with poisonous gas. They have to work in other places. Start anew.

The rough guys spent a lot of effort to send these instruments out of the hall. Klein looked at the mess with satisfaction. There were still some raw materials here, but it didn't matter. The flames would clear it all for him. After waving their hands, the two tall guys carried their firearms behind their backs and planned to pour the gasoline out.

But at the same moment, the lights in the hall went out, causing these guys to scream in surprise.

The next moment, in the darkness, a shadow fell silently from the sky. He took a step forward and hugged the head of the villain holding gasoline with one hand. A sharp knife flashed on his neck, but the guy couldn't. He let out a howl and fell to the ground, clutching his neck.

His companion panicked and took out the firearm from his back, but the dark red guy took a step forward, and another long knife pierced his heart at this moment.

It was crisp and clean, with almost no unnecessary movements. At the moment when the long knife was drawn out with blood, the attacker's body flashed outwards, raised his left foot, kicked out the corpse under his feet, and sheathed the two swords in his hands. , conveniently took off the black firearm from the corpse next to him, rolled on the spot, and dodged the first wave of incoming bullets.

This dark shadow flashed past, scaring Klein who was standing aside into a cold sweat. This shocking killing method reminded him of the carefully trained killing machines in the organization, and he turned around hurriedly. He ran back, put the rough scarecrow mask on his head, waved his hands, and yelled at the subordinates who held weapons in their hands but fired randomly.

"Only one person can kill him"

"That's Batman"

A frightened guy shouted loudly, "He can fly and is very powerful. He is a monster and we can't deal with him."

The Scarecrow turned to look at him, reached out to grab a gun, and pointed it at his head. The voice changed by the voice changer echoed in the hall,

"Who are you more afraid of, him or me?"

The guy with the red felt hat turned to look at Klein and swallowed hard. They had seen how Klein dealt with the guys who were sent to Arkham Asylum. Compared to those who had just appeared recently. Batman, they are indeed more afraid of Klein, who has "dominated" Arkham for two years.

However, Seb, who burst into the hall, would not give these guys time to breathe. He took off the flying claw gun from his waist, held the unconscious Rachel in his other hand, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the edge of the second floor, and clicked trigger.

"boom"

The chain was firmly grasped on the roof. The next moment, Seber's dark red figure flew diagonally upwards. In the darkness, the movement was extremely obvious. The roar of bullets sounded behind him. At the top, Seb's hand loosened, and Rachel was thrown into the stairs on the second floor. He himself also fell into the edge of the second floor. His body curled up into a ball, releasing his strength on the ground, and then Stand up and press against the wall.

"Wow, what a hot welcome."

Seb looked at the blood on his arm. He didn't feel any pain, so it was not his blood. He lowered his head and took a closer look and found that Rachel's arm was bleeding. This unlucky girl had been killed in the stray bullet just now. Bruised.

"You are so pitiful."

Seb knelt down and patted Rachel's face, which made Rachel wake up slightly. However, in the senses of the girl who had fallen into a deep coma, Seb's dark red ghost face looming in the darkness was distorted like Like a ghost, she subconsciously struggled to escape, but Seb hit her on the back of the neck with a palm, and she fainted as soon as her eyes rolled.

Rachel is not Bruce, and she cannot use her will to fight against the amplified fear. In this case, if she is allowed to scream and does not cooperate, Seb will definitely fall into a trap when faced with a dozen gun-wielding villains below. In an awkward situation.

He placed Rachel in the corner, and then lay on the edge of the second floor in a crawling posture. In the darkness, with the light from the window, he could barely see the guys milling around in the factory below, their guns raised vigilantly. , looking at everything around him, like a beast in a cage.

Sensitive and crazy, as long as he smells blood, he will go crazy, but darkness, Seb likes this kind of darkness, this will be his best helper. He quietly raised the pistol in his hand.

"boom"

The sudden sound of gunfire caused everyone's eyes to fall on the second floor, followed by a volley of firearms without any tacit understanding, and then chaotic shouting.

"Shit James got shot, come save him"

Three or four people turned on their flashlights and ran towards the place where the shouts came from. Others held the weapons in their hands tightly and looked at the darkness around them in horror, as if there was a giant beast with grinning teeth hidden in it. The darkness It can amplify fear, especially if you already have fear.

For a good hunter, darkness is the best hunting environment. In this chaos, Seb grabbed the flying claw gun that was still fixed on the roof of the building and slid quietly to the factory on the first floor. , he did not take out the long knife on his back. In this environment, a dagger is more useful, and Seber will never lack these things.

He suppressed his breathing and pressed his body close to the edge of the pillar. He listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer in the darkness. He closed his eyes and counted silently in his mind until the guy holding a pistol left. The moment he came over, his left hand reached out and covered his mouth, and his right hand held his neck from behind like a lover. The blade of the dagger grazed his skin. He could feel the body in his arm tremble suddenly, and then struggled. His struggles became more intense, but with the gloves covering his mouth and nose and his body restrained by his arms, his struggles became weaker and weaker, and he was finally dragged into the darkness by Seb.

"First"

Seb placed the pistol next to the corpse, licked his lips, and a gleam of light flashed under the lenses on the mask, then moved again and disappeared into the darkness.

"puff"

The dagger penetrated the spine from the back of the neck.

"the second"

"click"

Fix your hands on the skull, and then cross each other vigorously from left to right.

"The third"

The dagger in his hand pierced his heart accurately, and the pungent smell of blood bloomed slightly in the dark air. Seb frowned and looked at the surrounding environment. People around him began to run and start shooting at will. Stray bullets are the most terrifying death on the battlefield. No one can stop them from taking away a life.

Seb licked his lips.

"The fourth one is here to make some music for you."

He raised his pistol and squatted on the ground. When a tall black man came over, he shot him in the left leg, then rolled over and rolled to the side. The black man's wailing sound immediately resounded through the darkness of the factory. What rang out was a storm of bullets that exploded like fireworks.

"Ah come and save me, he shot him here. It hurts."

"Hell turn on the lights and he'll kill us"

"The wire was cut"

"Then go and fix it quickly"

"Old Bill, stop it, shut up."

The voice of rage mixed with fear made the whole factory noisy. Standing at the entrance, Klein knew exactly what Seber had planned. Like a cold killer, he was compressing these rabble step by step. There were not many of them in the first place. patience and will, when their will is destroyed, Arkham will be finished

This damn guy is so tough

Klein cursed in his mind, but he couldn't come up with a good solution. He had already seen the amazing skill of killing two people in a row just now. He didn't think he would be this madman's opponent, let alone Willing to rush in and die, that bastard has laid out his own hunting ground, and that's his appearance.

But soon, Klein thought of a good way. He shouted loudly,

"Idiot, burn this place with gasoline and burn him to death."

This sound immediately attracted a fatal attack for him. A bullet hit the wall next to Klein in the dark. He was only less than half a meter away from being able to inject him. The doctor was startled and subconsciously He turned around and ran away, but his method also provided those panicked guys with a very good idea.

They swarmed towards the place where the gasoline was stored, where there were two barrels of gasoline on the ground. But when they picked up the gasoline, Seber, who was almost behind them with a grim expression, also raised his hand at the same time. He picked up the pistol, and a small light source was turned on on the thick gauntlet on his left hand, just like a small searchlight, shining on the guys gathered together.

They raised their heads in surprise and saw the dark red figure standing in front of them, looking like an evil ghost running out of hell.

They didn't understand why he wanted to come forward, but that didn't stop them from raising their weapons and planning to kill the guy completely. However, Seber's gun pointed towards them first, and the moment the lights came on, his other hand burned. The lighter was also thrown out. Less than 15 meters away, the moment the lighter was thrown out, a gunshot rang out.

And that cold, sarcastic voice.

"Idiots who love to get together, remember to stay away from these "dangerous items" in the next life."

"boom"

"boom"

The two bullets pierced the gasoline barrel they lifted up, but failed to cause an explosion. However, the gasoline splashed out and was ignited by the lighter thrown by Seber almost in the air, instantly igniting the oil barrel in their hands. Burning, faint blue flames exploded at this moment, and the clothes of the dozen guys burned almost at the same time. They screamed and dispersed, and the guns in their hands fired wildly.

Seber's figure rushed into the second floor under the tug of the rapidly ascending flying claw gun. He carried the unconscious Rachel and rushed out of the room from the door. As a result, he saw another person wearing black armor and a black cloak. , a strong man wearing a bat mask hurried over.

"Great hero, you are finally here"

When Seb saw Bruce, he whistled loudly and threw Rachel on his shoulder to Bruce.

"Take her away she's hurt"

Bruce looked at the guy in dark red armor with a weird ghost face and blood stains on his body with a complicated expression. He held Rachel in his arms, looked at Seb's back as he hurriedly left, and shouted loudly road,

"What are you going to do? The police are outside."

"You go first, I want to cut the grass and root out the roots."

Seb said a word without looking back, took out the sword from behind with both hands, and quickly moved towards the interior of the asylum. It was too dangerous to leave Klein as a vanguard here. He had to kill this guy for both public and private reasons. Only then can you feel completely at ease.

"boom"

Behind the two of them, the flames ignited some raw materials, and the violent waves of air shattered all the surrounding glass. Bruce turned around and used his cloak to protect him and Rachel. He was pushed back several steps, and he shook his hand. Throwing something out of his hand.

"Take this and it will help you leave."

Seb turned around, caught the little thing, and rushed up the stairs,

"Thank you, great hero"