Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

"Cough cough..."

Bruce coughed violently, and bright red blood dripped on the ground and mixed with the dust. But his hand also took out a batarang almost at the same time.

"Sure enough, we are really similar, brother." Little Thomas looked at Bruce, who was still trying to resist, and said with emotion, "Your posture, mask, equipment... they are screaming, angry, and full of despair and anxiety. .”

"The dark life has led you to this path, Bruce... You are using fear to dominate Gotham's criminals, and the Court of Owls is the same. There is no difference between us, but you don't agree with us, why..."

"I have to say, I've seen a lot of talkers..." Bruce responded expressionlessly, his figure slumped slightly, and he looked ready to go. "If you want to kill me with your words, then I can only say that you are far worse than the two talkative people in the Wilson family...brother."

“昘!!!”x2

A sharp sound broke through the air instantly!

“Boring, boring, boring, boring…!!!”

Thomas was obviously waiting for Bruce's attack to be used before intercepting it. The owl dart and batarang kept colliding in the air. And little Thomas rubbed his temples with a slight headache, seeming to be struggling with how to persuade him to surrender with a higher success rate.

The moment the batarang was shot down, Bruce rushed towards Thomas again, and Thomas sighed softly, flicked the owl feather cloak behind him, and attacked Bruce!

Bruce's moves suddenly changed, and the cloak behind him kept being thrown forward. Using the cloak to block his attacks was Batman's usual move, but he didn't think it would work. This approach only had one purpose...

Interfering with Thomas's judgment.

When Thomas punched to resist, Bruce jumped over Thomas in an instant and locked Thomas's throat with a chokehold from behind. In the hand raised in front of him, he was holding a bottle of spray.

"what……"

Little Thomas still let out a chuckle even though his throat was tightly locked.

As Bruce pressed the nozzle of the spray, colorless and odorless anesthetic sprayed out. However, Thomas, who had been prepared for it, instantly pulled down a transparent shielding layer from the mouth area of ​​the owl mask, blocking the gas, and then fired a backhand. He hit Bruce's waist with his elbow, then quickly turned around, grabbed Bruce's neck and slammed him to the ground!

"boom!"

"I won't kill you, my brother. I've already lost you once, and I won't allow that to happen again..." Thomas had a charming smile on his face at this moment. "In fact..."

"I just want you to have a good night's sleep."

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The sandbag-sized fist hit Bruce's nose again and again, making a muffled sound.

And in Bruce's hand, there is already an extra batarang with red light!

If this thing is detonated at close range, although the resulting explosion will not cause any serious harm to the two of them, it can buy Bruce some time.

Bruce wanted to take advantage of Thomas's opening to punch the Batarang in his face, but Thomas seemed to see through Bruce's thoughts and immediately threw away the hand holding the Batarang. open!

"BOOM!!!"

The explosion after the explosive batarang landed did not affect the two of them, and Thomas hit Bruce's neck hard again, hitting Bruce's head on the ground so hard that the floor cracked!

"What a pity." The dark gray figure stood up slowly, looked at Batman who was unable to move on the ground with an expressionless face, and said softly. "All your actions are so flawed in my eyes... But it's not that you are too weak, Bruce, you just... didn't foresee the future."

"The universe is diverse, Bruce, and I have seen more futures than you think..."

Bruce, who was stepped on by Thomas, held on to his spirit and asked with difficulty:

"You...what...are..."

Yes, when he asked this question, he was still doubting whether the person in front of him was his long-dead brother or the homologue of Thomas Wayne Jr. who belonged to Earth-3 as Chen Yan said.

The hero took a deep breath and looked down at his brother with a complicated expression: "Maybe you are the best detective in the world, Bruce, but your imagination is still too lacking..."

"Besides...I have never lied to you from beginning to end."

And this... was the last words Bruce heard before he fell into coma.

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"Today is destined to be an unforgettable day in Gotham."

"Tonight, Gotham is filled with snow."

"Tonight, many people cannot sleep peacefully. The occupied city, their homes destroyed, and the citizens of Gotham experienced a different kind of Christmas Eve and an unforgettable Christmas."

"A large number of citizens were infected by the fear of laughing gas, and most of the remaining police officers of the GCPD were also injured to varying degrees. The then chief of the GCPD, Mr. Jim Gordon, suffered serious gunshot wounds during a battle with gang members and has been transferred The emergency ward is still undergoing rescue operations.”

“But please rest assured, citizens. Mr. Lucius Fox, then member of the board of directors of Wayne Group, has made it clear that the medical department of Wayne Group will do its best to treat citizens affected by Scarecrow gas. Citizens are also asked to pay more attention to their relatives and friends around them. If you need help, call the hotline number XXXX-XXXX, and medical staff will go to your area to help."

"The news will be broadcast below."

"At 12:11 in the morning, some citizens heard unusual noises near an abandoned house near Crime Alley. After the GCPD went there, they found Dr. Leslie from the Crime Alley Clinic. Unfortunately, the overdose of laughing gas caused Ms. Leslie was tortured. According to reports from on-site reporters, GCPD patrol officers have now taken Ms. Leslie to the ambulance station established by the Wayne Group in Gotham Old City for treatment."

"A fierce battle broke out in Gotham City Hall. Reporters from the front discovered the masked vigilante Batman at the scene, but he refused to disclose any information and told this station that he hoped that all citizens would stay at home as much as possible in the near future and pay attention to personal safety when traveling."

"A serial murder occurred in the Boiler District. Please be alert to nearby residents. The GCPD police have intervened in the investigation. No key clues have been obtained yet..."

"Di."

The sound of the radio station was rudely turned off.

On top of the ruins of the GCPD police station, a figure stood solemnly, like a human bat.

Dick Grayson was in a terrible mood. He couldn't find any clues in the city hall. It seemed that someone deliberately cleaned up the traces of the scene. Now that Superman is missing and Batman's life or death is uncertain, everything is developing towards the worst case scenario...

He is Batman's best student, but he only has endless worries in his heart at the moment.

He didn't know if he was ready.

"Dick..."

Jason's voice suddenly sounded in the Bat communication channel. His mood seemed very wrong, his voice was trembling, as if he was suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Red Hood, report the situation."

Dick was also in a bad mood at this time, but he still responded to Jason immediately.

However, the next second, Jason's words completely chilled his already uneasy heart.

"We...were late..."