Anti-hero of a certain comic

Gotham as a whole is composed of multiple islands, and each island is connected to each other by bridges and underground tunnels.

Later, Bruce Wayne's father, Thomas Wayne, independently funded the construction of the rail train with the consent of the city hall.

Until now, this aerial rail transit system, which is used to care for the poor and only charges low fees as a maintenance fund, is still highly praised and respected by the citizens of Gotham.

"Those idiots have eight underground tunnels in the old city. They are connected to each other. They can't catch us just by guarding the entrance of Sullivan's Island."

The Red Hood leader said proudly.

There were six of them in total. Numbers 1000 and [-] went to the underground bank used by gangs to launder money and exchanged the [-] million check.

He and Number Two sat in a Dodge Challenger and took the Gotham Police Department for a ride, taking advantage of their familiarity with the terrain and roads.

Where did the remaining numbers [-] and [-] go?

The shotgun fired several times to the rear, shaking off the police car that was clinging to it. The Dodge Challenger crashed through the construction fence of the underground tunnel and rushed onto the road next to it.

"Tonight's opening show has concluded."

The leader of the red hood said so.

After briefly escaping the police car, the Dodge Challenger turned into Tunnel No. [-].

A large truck parked at the corner of the tunnel started up its ignition. Its back door was already open. It lowered the sloping landslide board and wiped out a trail of sparks on the ground.

The two vehicles maintained a constant speed, and then the Dodge Challenger smoothly drove from the slippery slope into the rear compartment.

The Red Hood leader and Number Two stepped out of the Dodge Challenger, closed the open rear door, turned on the overhead light bulb, and dragged Leo and Bruce Wayne out of the back seat of the car.

"No. [-], what code instructions are there on the Gotham Police Department's radio?"

The leader of the Red Hood pulled out a walkie-talkie.

"They set up a roadblock at the entrance to the Sullivan's Island bridge, they had four police cars searching the underground tunnels, and helicopters were circling the old town. It's always the same thing with the police."

The gruff voice of No. [-] came over the intercom. He seemed to be the truck driver.

"By the way, our idiot director also called swat, haha. He thought that calling those people here would solve everything."

"Okay, okay, let's drive up Tunnel No. [-], and then drive back to Naihe Island from the old city. No. [-] and No. [-] should have gotten their money, and we'll have some fun later."

The leader of the Red Hood held the Beretta pistol and moved his eyes back and forth between Leo and Bruce Wayne.

"We got 1000 million, and we still have Gotham's proud son in our hands, the famous Bruce Wayne. This is really damn good news."

The leader and companion No. [-] looked at each other and burst into unbridled laughter.

"Boss, what about this guy who volunteered to be a hero? He said he is also very rich."

Bruce Wayne is very valuable to have in his hands, whether it is extorting ransom or doing something else, it can play a big role.

But there's another one

The ransom is too much to swallow, and it will attract the covetousness of gangsters. No matter how you look at it, it seems to be of little use.

But maybe it can give them some fun

Rather than extorting ransom, it's much more interesting to appreciate the way this damn rich man begs for mercy.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Robber, although you have allowed me to witness a wonderful performance, I still want to say that you have ignored an issue."

Leo looked at the two red hoods in front of him and reminded him with a hint of kindness: "Rich men like me and Mr. Bruce Wayne will definitely have a GPS positioning system on their mobile phones or other devices."

"Fake didn't even search himself before getting in the car."

The leader of the red hood cursed lowly, then pointed the gun at Leo and said coldly: "Thank you for the reminder."

Just kill this bumbling guy and dump his body on the road, letting the waste of the Gotham Police Department waste a little more time.

嘭

The second before the trigger was pulled, Leo and Bruce looked at each other.

The latter raised his foot and kicked Red Hood No. [-]. The former used the force of the handcuffs to pull him forward and crashed into the leader's arms.

He bent his right leg and hit the red hood leader's abdomen. The pistol misfired and shot upwards, and the bullet penetrated the carriage.

Leo's left hand became an elbow, and he swung it upward like a heavy hammer, directly hitting the leader's throat bone.

Bruce Wayne, who was brought over in handcuffs, staggered and was punched in the cheek by Red Hood No. [-].

"Can you please cooperate?"

Bruce grinned, and his right cheek became swollen.

Leo smiled back, swung out his long legs like steel whips, and kicked the Red Hood leader hard on the head.

The opponent's entire body flew backwards and hit the rear compartment, making a loud noise.

Leo and Bruce didn't give Red Hood No. [-] a chance to breathe. They punched each other at the same time, hitting each other's eye sockets.

Then he raised his leg and kicked out, followed by a heavy punch

In just one breath, Red Hood No. [-] fell to his knees and passed out.

"Good skill."

Leo glanced at the bruises on Bruce's face and said teasingly.

"who are you"

Bruce raised his hand to rub his cheek and asked with a frown.

He originally wanted to take action at the banquet, but there were six red-hooded robbers in this group, armed with firearms.

Under the circumstances at that time, choosing to resist would only expose yourself and be more likely to accidentally injure the hostages.

That's why Bruce held back until now. Who would have thought that the heir of the White family next to him would turn out to be a secretive guy.

The movements are clean and neat, and the strikes are merciless.

This made Bruce wary, and he subconsciously thought of the Shadow Warrior Alliance.

"A proud man who inherited a huge family fortune just like you, a good man who stepped forward and a good citizen who bravely fought against robbers."

Leo replied calmly.

He ignored the call on the intercom and knelt down to take off the red hoods of the two robbers.

The leader is a middle-aged man between 35 and 40 years old. He has an ordinary appearance and rough skin, probably because he works outdoors all year round.

The other was about the same age, with a hooked nose, rare red hair, and Irish features.

"They are police officers or ex-soldiers."

Bruce, who was dismantling the Beretta pistol into parts, suddenly said.

"We use police-style firearms and are familiar with the Gotham Police Department's work style. From dispatching police officers to mobilizing support troops, we know everything clearly. There is a layer of calluses in the mouth of the two men and the inside of the index finger joint, which is a characteristic of holding guns for many years. Moreover, they are very familiar with the street topography of the old city and the structural layout of the underground tunnels. They are more likely to be locals in Gotham. In addition, they know the codes and channels of the Gotham Police Dispatch Station, which proves that they are very likely. Worked as a police officer.”

Leo stood up and nodded, not surprised that the peers around him could make this reasoning.

For Batman, this is normal.

"You're right, they are retired police officers."

Leo took out his phone and scanned the faces of the two red-hooded robbers with facial recognition software.

"Hoffman and Jon, both used to work in the Gotham Police Department, and I think there are several others who will be no exception."

Bruce stared at Leo with even stronger interest. He asked casually: "Why do retired policemen dress up as robbers?"

"I'm afraid this must be blamed on the Social Security Administration. They don't get their own pensions. The average annual income of Gotham police officers is $60.00. In addition, they have overtime pay and lifetime medical insurance. After retirement, they can receive [-] of their total income. %, so many police officers will choose to retire early, collect their pensions, and find another easy job.”

Leo shrugged, and through the small program set up by Felicity, he called up the Gotham Police Department's files and recent information from the Social Security Administration.

"But unfortunately, because of the financial problems of the city hall and the economic crisis that happened to happen to these two men, they took up arms again, but this time as criminals."

Bruce couldn't help but remain speechless. He didn't expect that the city would fall to this level.

Since this country does not ban guns, bullets and firearms can be put on the shelves for sale, so the police is a risky and high-risk job. According to the FBI, about 140 police officers are attacked every year, with an average of [-]. A police officer died in the line of duty.

As for the situation in Gotham, the situation is even more exaggerated. Those entrenched mafia families and endless criminals put the Gotham Police Department under great pressure, and the casualty rate remains high every year.

However, the city hall decided to cut their pensions, and it is no wonder that the police officers who once protected this city are feeling cold.

"Don't be too quick to think about Gotham's depravity. We're not completely safe yet."

Leo looked at Bruce with a sad face and interrupted his thoughts.

The large truck that was driving smoothly suddenly slowed down and stopped as if it had reached its destination.

Then there was the sound of a car door opening, and the sound of approaching footsteps.