Anti-hero of a certain comic

The lights in the warehouse suddenly went out, as if the whole world suddenly fell into darkness.

Amidst the exclamations of the thugs, a black figure silently fell from the sky. To be precise, he jumped from the beam of the warehouse.

The dark cloak suddenly opened up, like the wings of a giant bird, causing a whistling sound of air currents.

砰

A thug who was moving cautiously suddenly felt his right leg sink, and was immediately pulled deeper into the darkness by a huge force.

As if a monster had caught him, he suddenly lost his balance and flew backwards, falling onto the beam shelf.

In the violent vibration, a pile of goods fell down, submerging this guy inside.

"Where is he"

"A big flying bat"

"Oh my god he ate Cohen"

Panic sounds came one after another, mixed with the dazzling flames from the muzzle, illuminating the surrounding dark space.

Someone hurriedly turned on the flashlight, but before he could find any trace of the enemy, a black shadow suddenly appeared above his head.

The jet black cloak was like the wings of a giant dragon, suddenly spread out to wrap the guy in, and then pulled him into the darkness.

Like a monster hunting, full of terror

Some thugs swore that they saw a large flying bat in the light of a flashlight that briefly turned on.

Others said it was a vampire with blood-red fangs and huge wings.

The black shadow appears and disappears like a ghost. Every time it appears, someone is bound to disappear.

Just like the most popular ghost stories in rural towns, those terrifying monsters open their bloody mouths in the dark and then swallow their prey in one bite

Not even the skin and bones are left.

The atmosphere of fear spread quickly, and a burst of intensive gunfire broke out, then stopped quickly.

Metal bullets swept across a row of shelves, ripping holes in the boxes on them, revealing plastic bags containing white powder.

This group of lawless gang members has become so arrogant that they openly put drugs on the shelves without even thinking about covering up.

Because they know that the port area of ​​Naihe Island is a lawless place where the losers from the Gotham Police Department dare not set foot.

The leftovers that Black Mask leaks from the seams of his hands every month are enough to feed the pot-bellied police officers and make them turn a blind eye to the criminal transactions taking place in the port area.

However, today is different.

A black bat breaks into this place and starts hunting.

"Go and turn on the switch. The monster cut off the power switch."

Someone finally calmed down, but as soon as his words fell to the ground, his whole body was hung upside down.

His legs were entangled with extremely tough steel wires, dangling precariously in the air. The thug was so frightened that he shot around.

The Scorpion submachine gun sprayed fire, but there was no trace of the bat monster. Instead, several companions were shot and fell to the ground.

"Damn you bastards, stop shooting"

"I've been shot. Can anyone call an ambulance for me?"

"Shut up. There's only one monster there. Let's not be scared."

Among the noisy sounds, there was a faint whistling sound of a black shadow passing by, and a bunch of bullets bit the opponent's back, hitting the shelves and splashing sparks.

In the darkness, the thugs unconsciously moved closer together, as if this was the only way to feel safe.

They formed a loose circle, staring intently and breathlessly into the dark space.

The warehouse suddenly fell into an eerie silence. The injured thugs and the unlucky guy hanging upside down from the beam were all taken care of at some point.

No one spoke, only the sound of their heavy breathing and the beating of their heart like a fierce drum.

"where is he"

"Has anyone seen that monster?"

"Come out, we have dozens of brothers here"

The depressing atmosphere, coupled with the fear that was constantly amplified by the darkness, made this group of violent men who usually dared to provoke the police and fight with other mafia families couldn't help but shout loudly.

"You are looking for me"

A hoarse voice, like speaking from a throat, sounded quietly behind everyone.

The ghostly voice seemed to come from hell, with a chilling chill to the bone.

he is behind

The monster is behind them

The moment the thought emerged, the thugs were hit with a violent blow like a violent storm.

Heavy punch, elbow attack and joint technique to seize the gun with bare hands

In a dark environment, a one-sided fighting and crushing match is taking place.

Panic shouts, painful wails, and the dull sound of fists and feet colliding together woven into a violent piece of music.

Bruce, who transformed into Batman, seemed to be immersed in some strange feeling.

His body seemed to be integrated with the Kevlar armor, and his extraordinary agile movements seemed to be enhanced by the dark environment.

All of this makes Batman more comfortable in battle, and he uses all the skills he learned in the League of Shadow Warriors.

When the violent music played with fists and feet came to an abrupt end, only Batman was left standing in the entire warehouse, and the gangsters fell to the ground in pain one by one.

"Naihe Island does not belong to you, it belongs to Gotham"

Boom

Two loud noises in succession

From the moment the lights went out, Black Mask hid in the corner, holding a shotgun in both hands and shooting towards Batman's figure.

"Naihe Island belongs to Black Mask Gotham as well"

Black Mask's wild laughter echoed in the warehouse, and the A2 combat shotgun in his hand fired continuously.

"I don't know where you come from, but little bat who wants to be a hero, you're looking in the wrong place."

The moment he heard the gunshot, Batman raised his cape and rolled sideways on the spot.

The hook gun in his hand was thrown out, and then the whole person flew up, hiding again like a hunting animal.

"Wherever you can hide, my men will rush in soon and beat you into a hornet's nest."

Black Mask let out a strange laugh, and the muzzle of the gun was always pointed steadily in one direction.

In the past, Gotham had no shortage of fools who wanted to be heroes, but their ends were often miserable.

This city has no place for so-called justice. It is a breeding ground for crime and madness.

"Submit obediently, bat monster. I promise I won't break your bones and throw you into my dog ​​fighting ring."

"You talk too much"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

A batarang flew out of his hand and hit Black Mask's wrist.

Then the dark figure used the rope thrown by the grappling gun to swing into the air and kick the boss of the Naihe Island gang.

Black Mask's white striped suit had two footprints printed on it.

His whole body flew out and fell on the hard ground.

"Gotham was never meant for criminals like you."

Batman said coldly.

He was about to subdue the black mask that fell to the ground, and then call the Gotham Police Department, but the piercing sirens were heard outside the warehouse.