American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

When dealing with the Assassin's League, what Naegi wants is to deal the final blow and directly hit the opponent so hard that it causes heartache.

Otherwise, with assassinations happening every few days, even the Transformers would not be able to withstand such calamity.

It is said that a thief can steal for a thousand days but you cannot guard against thieves for a thousand days, let alone these assassins and killers who want to take lives?

In order to prepare for this plan, Miaomu thought carefully for a long time. First of all, the bait must be big, otherwise these assassins will not act collectively.

Just Naegi by himself... he's not even qualified to be bait, but it's different with Batman.

Miaomu knew very well the grudges between Batman and the League of Assassins, and the League of Assassins would definitely not miss this opportunity.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it. Now the oriole has come out!

Da da da da da... The sound of the Thompson submachine gun, accompanied by flashes of gunfire in this dark night.

The bullets shot directly at the assassins. No matter how hard they dodged, they could only move their vital parts away. However, the bullets swept over and directly turned one of the assassins into a sieve.

"Kill them!"

Jerry, holding a submachine gun, roared, and the Arkham police in the car also gritted their teeth and rushed down, holding the submachine guns in their hands, pulling the trigger, and the recoil made their faces hideous.

The Thompson submachine gun, a standard weapon of the Mafia, has become famous in Chicago. Tonight, it also let the members of the Assassin's League know what the Chicago Typewriter is!

What is a welcome ceremony in Gotham!

At such a close distance, in a split second, several assassins were killed by bullets and fell to the ground. Blood kept gushing out from the wounds and flowed freely on the ground.

"you dare!"

The intense gunfire forced Talia to pay attention and look. This sight made her eyes bloodshot and she was in no mood to cover up her voice anymore.

Those elite warriors of the Assassin's League were harvested by bullets like wheat in the field.

Talia kicked Batman away and rushed towards the place where the gunfire was intensive like an agile cheetah.

The long knife in her hand slashed forward diagonally, cutting an oncoming bullet smoothly into two halves. The anger in Talia's eyes almost turned into tangible flames.

He swung his hand and chopped with a knife. A police officer had no time to dodge, or he didn't dodge at all.

He was frightened by Talia's amazing momentum and just stood there in a daze. The tightly pulled trigger and the vibrating muzzle of the gun made him unable to react.

Shua! It was like the sound of two knives cutting each other.

A line of blood spurted out from the police officer's left shoulder to the right abdomen, followed by a blood mist, and the submachine gun in his hand was cut into two pieces.

"Shulifu!"

Naegi, who had just shot and killed an assassin, looked at the police officer named Shuliff Yale with wide eyes. A blood-colored spray burst out of his body and he fell backwards weakly.

Miaomu raised his pistol and pulled the trigger at Talia. He still remembered the way that boy saluted him.

A stupid boy who came out of the slums, couldn't find anyone to rely on, stumbled around in the Gotham Police Department, and was thrown into Arkham to fend for himself.

Maybe in a few years, he will also be that despicable old-timer who takes bribes, but he is not, at least not now!

He also wanted to join the serious crime squad. He also wanted to be a policeman who fought against violence and protected justice. It was silly... but not a joke!

Three consecutive gunshots were heard. Talia turned around abruptly and swung the long knife in her hand continuously.

Ding ding ding, all the bullets were blocked by the long sword.

But the sharp edge of the long knife was also ripped open by the bullets, just like a vegetable leaf bitten by an insect.

Talia looked at Naegi fiercely. It was all because of this guy!

She had already figured it out. This place had become a trap, and they had stepped into it without even realizing it.

The most urgent thing is... retreat! We must not let the elite warriors of the Assassin's League be lost here in vain!

Thinking of this, Talia threw the long knife in her hand towards Naegi, and the sharp tip of the knife stabbed like a javelin.

Miaomu dodged to the side, raised his hand and blocked it with his arm armor, and directly knocked the flying long sword to the ground.

"Retreat! Disperse!"

Talia took the opportunity to shout loudly. The assassins who were running around under the suppression of firepower heard this and hurriedly ran towards the shops along the street in front, with no cover on the road.

With the sea behind, there is even less chance of escape, because there are dark reefs instead of soft sand under the road.

Only the shops along the street in front provided sufficient shelter, and they could hide immediately under the cover of darkness.

"Isn't it a bit late to escape now?"

Miao Mu sneered. When they stepped into the battlefield, they were already tied with a deadly rope.

The first assassin who rushed into the darkness let out a creepy scream as soon as he entered, and then stopped abruptly with a creepy sound.

The assassin who wanted to rush in from behind stopped in his tracks and dared not rush in rashly, because the smell of blood inside could be clearly smelled even through the mask.

Jerry and his men quickly took the opportunity to replace the magazines. Although the firepower just now was fierce, the firepower network formed by several submachine guns directly stunned the people of the Assassin's League.

There were six or seven bloody corpses left on the ground, and four or five seriously injured people who were twitching on the ground but not yet dead.

But there were still some people who directly avoided the fire network and launched a counterattack. There was a cross-shaped dart stuck in Jerry's bulletproof vest.

By choosing to come with Naegi, they have already thrown life and death on the scales, and life and death are treated equally.

This bloody and pungent battlefield with corpses everywhere suddenly fell into a tacit silence.

The crowd that had been fighting to the death just now all stopped.

Talia stood in front of the assassins, looking at the blood flowing out of the alley, and suddenly turned to look at Naegi.

After loading the M500 revolver with bullets and closing the cylinder, Naegi looked up and smiled, "Like I said, welcome to Gotham!"

"Roar!" A roar of a ferocious beast sounded from the dark alley, and two monsters like wild wolves crawled out from it under the light of the street lamps.

They could barely make out the appearance of these two monsters. They were rats! They were big rats that looked like wolves and dogs, with bloodstains on the corners of their mouths and their red eyes staring at them.

This is the work of Dr. Milo, a scientist who likes to hide his incompetence and will not surprise Naegi with anything he comes up with.

However, there were only two mice of this type, and they came in handy tonight. In addition to them, there were tens of thousands of mice gathered by Otis around.

"Are you really a police officer?" Talia suddenly asked. She did not conceal her voice, which was magnetic and sounded like an opera star's voice.

"Arkham Police Department, Chief of the Task Force, Naegi!"

After saying this, Naegi raised his pistol and pointed it at Talia, while Jerry and the others also raised their submachine guns loaded with bullets.

And those assassins were ready for their final gamble, with their sharp blades emitting a chilling chill.

In another place, they would be terrible killing weapons, but here... success or failure is not determined in this way.

Bang! Naegi fired first.

Da da da da...the unique sound of the Thompson submachine gun swept across again.

Talia spread her hands and several smoke bombs flew out of her hands, turning into gray smoke screens in an instant when they fell to the ground.

Those assassins also launched an attack, throwing flying knives, moving like the wind, and emitting cold light.

A loud whistle sounded from the corner of a shop along the street, like the vibration before a river embankment collapses, and countless rats rushed out of the alley like a surging wave.