Wishbone is also very poor today [Comprehensive British and American]

The visitor was covered with all kinds of shiny cold weapons, wearing an all-black uniform, as black as a dry crow, but wearing a mask on his head that resembled an owl, like a hybrid bird, alive It's a bit nondescript.

Selena was the first to rush over.

She directly took off her high heels and hit Bruce's knee. The top rich man who played the role of "angel investor" in front of everyone staggered and fell to the ground with a look of extreme horror on his face.

Brock couldn't help but clicked his tongue when he saw Bruce's look of falling down as soon as he was pushed.

Others couldn't understand, but he kept staring at Bruce, but he could see clearly. Before Selena's high-heeled attack arrived, Bruce had already taken half a step back with his left foot and turned his toes.

Even without Selena, Bruce could pretend to be inadvertent and avoid the throwing knife.

The arrival of the uninvited guest was like a drop of water falling into the frying pan. After a short period of silence, the audience exploded in an instant. Everyone pushed and shoved each other.

After the first attack missed, the killer flew out several throwing knives with tricky angles, crossed the sea of ​​people, and stubbornly nailed the target.

Bullock fired a few shots at the killer with his small pocket revolver, but the killer didn't respond at all after puffing into his body.

Bullock couldn't, so he strangled the killer's neck violently from behind.

As soon as he got started, Brock felt something was wrong.

It only takes eleven pounds of force to crush a person's trachea, but he has already used more than a hundred pounds of force. Let alone a person in front of him, even a Russian brown bear should die.

But the other party didn't flinch, instead, a throwing knife pierced his wrist with a backhand.

Bullock had no choice but to let go of his hand, took a step back, and flew into the air, his right leg wrapped in the weight of his body and the strength of his waist, and landed heavily on the killer's heart.

The killer was kicked out by him, gasped for two seconds on the ground, and then stood up persistently.

But as a normal person, his ribs and heart would have been kicked to pieces long ago.

Not far away, Bruce was walking towards the safe passage surrounded by building security and guards. Seeing this, Selena also kicked off another high-heeled shoe and came to help.

Her routine is very different from Brock's, light and sensitive, like a big cat showing its claws, several times in fights, the opponent can't even touch her.

But a monster that doesn't die and doesn't feel hurt and pain is unbeatable.

"Withdraw!" Bullock yanked hard against the direction of the joint, distorting the killer's arm, "We can't beat him!"

Selena and him looked at each other, feeling sorry for each other.

Just when the scene was chaotic, the wooden table was smashed to pieces, and the celebrities were running out in various tricks thinking about small steps, a silent black figure descended like a savior.

batman.

Obviously, he came with a different purpose from the Rumlow siblings, and wrestled with the killer with an unending momentum.

The two of them came and went, and rolled to the glass of the window, about to fall from the 38-story building.

"Bat!" Selena yelled.

But the two still fell.

Selena and Bullock turned back and looked down the window.

Bullock remembered that they were the same way, looking down from a high place after hearing the gunshots, and saw Bruce whose parents were shot dead for the first time.

The inexplicable sense of familiarity made Bullock feel a little strange.

"Do you know Batman?" Brock turned his head and asked curiously, looking at the person who was still entangled with you punching me and kicking me during the rapid fall.

Selena's shoulders stiffened, and she admitted: "Whoever hangs around in Gotham doesn't know Batman, he is a legend."

When he was about to fall into a bat meatloaf with only a dozen meters left, Bruce raised his gun and shot a special chemical fiber rope towards the wall above. At the cost of dislocating one arm, he was suspended in mid-air.

Mr. Killer fell to the ground with a muffled bang, his brain burst.

Bruce let go of his hand, and the cloak behind him swung open, fluttering in the wind, and slowly landed on the ground.

He looked up and looked at the two small figures above, one of whom waved at him.

......

This strange assassination came to an end for the time being, and did not cause any splashes in Gotham City.

Compared with the creative criminal methods of the Joker and other villains, the assassination of Penguin and Bruce Wayne is really not a feat worth publicizing. Some cynicism.

According to Selena, who has a lot of contacts, the villains of Gotham are very consistent: they actually picked the fat, unreasonable black-hearted businessman of the Penguin and the boy of the Wayne family who has nothing but his face and money. I'm afraid this person is poor and crazy.

But with a huge amount of foreign debt, Brock, who was really poor and crazy, fell into a state of doing nothing after rushing to find some excitement with Selena.

"Hey, you're not too young anymore," Selena said, looking at her brother's fierce face, and slid her fingertips over the blue stubble on his chin pitifully, "Have you fallen in love yet?"

Bullock was sitting on the sofa cleaning his gun without distraction, with a thick bandage wrapped around his left hand.

Hearing this, he sneered, "No."

Selena looked at her big and thick Omega brother, feeling a little worried. After thinking about it, she took Bullock's hand again, and said earnestly: "Oh, this is also very good, Alphas are big liars, they just want to deceive you with their sweet words. You go to bed."

Brock: "...no one wants to sleep with me thanks."

Selena was very resentful: "Believe me, that's just your illusion."

They are just afraid that after expressing their desire to date you, their brains will be beaten out of their minds.

Brock suddenly remembered something, and he asked bluntly, "Are you rich?"

"There are plenty, spend whatever you want, how much do you want?" Selena didn't care, "What are you going to buy? Laser knives or alloy cannons? I have connections."

Brock sorted out his own mental journey, had a rare introspection, felt a little ashamed, and said, "I'm going to keep a pretty boy."

Selena: "..."

After being shocked for half a second, she threw herself on Brock, her eyes widened.

"Who stole your heart?"

Brock, who was disgusted by the word "heart", was a little speechless. This rough guy who was just the right age and was waiting to be married brushed his hair and swears: "You are so fucking disgusting."

After finishing speaking, he added in a deceptive way: "Just kidding, I owe money to others."

Selena raised her eyebrows: "Do you need me to get rid of your creditor?"

Brock reached out and pulled Selena off his body, and thought for a while: "Forget it, she's not a weak chicken, so it's not easy to start with."

Selena lay back on the bed bored again, picked up her mobile phone and swiped a few times casually, and transferred 500 million US dollars to Bullock's account, which happened to be the down payment of her last order.

Selena sighed: "I haven't warmed up yet, so I went to Paris for nothing... By the way, are these enough? Your little white face shouldn't be so expensive, right?"

Bullock only hated himself for being so talkative.

He even started to think about whether to use his nirvana on Selena - beat her up until she shut up.

But when he heard two ding ding ding ding on the phone, Bullock instantly gave up such a rebellious idea.

Fuck!so much money!

Why did he run to become a cow and a horse for Hydra, and directly make a few more orders with Selena to get money to redeem the Winter Soldier!

After Selena completed the targeted poverty alleviation for her younger brother, her eyes suddenly drifted a little. She looked at Brock, who was sitting quietly on the sofa, and then at the ceiling.

"Hey, you're leaving for New York tomorrow."

Brock nodded.

Selena rolled her eyes and asked, "What job, can you tell me?"

Bullock thought for a moment and told her, "SHIELD."

Selena was choked, and she asked in disbelief: "Are you going to blow up S.H.I.E.L.D.? It's too dangerous."

Bullock never expected him to be such a person in Selena's heart, and couldn't help being a little hurt.

He smirked: "I'm going to work for S.H.I.E.L.D."

Selena: "Do they know that you killed a dozen files in the Gotham Police Department?"

Bullock: "Of course I don't know, my resume is very clean."

Just as Selena was about to open her mouth to say something, a call came in on her mobile phone.

Gordon's loud voice sounded rampantly: "Selena! The chief of the Gotham Police Department is dead!"

Selena rolled her eyes, and said eccentrically, "Then congratulations, you can finally take over."

"It was the Owl Court who killed him!" Gordon's tone became urgent. "Do you still remember the killer who fell from the 38th floor of Wayne Building? He killed the director after being resurrected in the forensic room, and he is still absconding!"

Selena was obviously not surprised, she scratched her head, and said sincerely: "Remind you, you just released the news that you want to arrest me yesterday, and now you want me to help you? Are you police so shameless?" ?”

"Don't interrupt! Listen to me!"

Gordon picked up the gun and said while running: "We found a list on him, there are nearly a hundred assassination targets on it, including almost all the celebrities in Gotham and all Batman's allies! Be careful, you On the list!"

Before Selena could reply, Gordon slammed the phone down. He hastily filled the gun with bullets and stuffed it into the holster on his waist. He called out to two police squadrons and notified the mayor's office. Finally, he is going to protect Gotham's current mayor, Sebastian Hardy.

A dozen police cars with red and blue flashing lights sounded their sirens, and dozens of quick-response police officers ran all the way and opened the doors.

Gordon didn't inform Batman, because he had found Batman's bugs in the Gotham Police Department more than once-Batman, the control freak, always reacted faster than him.

Gordon's deputy sat in the co-pilot, holding a phone, and called the names on the list one by one.

At the intersection of the streets in front of them, a man in a black uniform and a metal owl mask stood quietly.

He is "Claw" of the Court of Owls, and he and his companions are ordered to clean up the city.

In the Batcave beneath Wayne Manor.

"To all the Bat Alliance around Gotham," Alfred's voice connected through a special secret channel, "The following message is the most urgent. Tonight, the Court of Owls sent their assassins, Assassinated nearly a hundred targets, I have uploaded the list."

The old housekeeper sighed wearily, and looked up at the empty bat cave.

"I'm going to keep the line open as long as I'm here...God bless all."

At the same time, Dick Grayson, the first generation of Robin who just arrived at Gotham Airport, found an excuse to slip out of the school bus, and the little boy changed into a red and green Robin uniform in the corner.

Huntress, Batwoman, Batgirl... also acted one after another.