Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

The top floor of the police station was so dilapidated that it looked like a post-war ruin, and the smoke had not yet cleared.

Although Director Gordon couldn't hear the conversation between Batman and Mason, he grinned when he saw the scene in front of him, and handed the sword-shaped hard drive that had been in his close pocket to Batman, just like when Mason gave it to him. He also let out a sigh of relief.

The latter frowned when he saw this thing, and seemed to have a problem with the shape of the hard drive.

The master raised his head and was secretly relieved when he saw Catwoman was still waving at him when the policemen carried him out. Then, under the awe or admiration gaze of a group of policemen, the cruel master stepped forward to pick up his lover and walked towards him. by the wall.

The black bat fighter has hovered there, and the unmanned cabin is sliding out. He wants to send the seriously injured Selena back to a safe place, and at the same time hunt down the Penguin who has started to escape.

But in the next second, Batman's black cloak was grabbed by Mason.

"The special material Tailor Creation Bat Cloak has been detected, and the basic blueprint is being analyzed. Tailoring skills branch is open, currently Lv0."

A line of words jumped into the light curtain in front of Mason's eyes the moment he pulled Batman's cloak, making the young man's brows twitch. The master looked back at him, and the indifferent eyes that seemed to have no emotion put the young man under great pressure.

"I want to go too, with you."

Mason looked at the progress bar of tailoring creation analysis that was constantly moving forward on the light curtain in front of him, and he whispered:

"I don't want to work for the gang anymore. I have no future. I want to resign from Oswald myself and be a good person from now on, starting tonight."

"You've done enough tonight."

Although Mason has been quite sincere, Batman was unmoved and said calmly:

"You are more needed here, and I will talk to you when I come back."

The master pointed to the messy battlefield around and below, and said:

"It's not like something a 17-year-old would do, so if you're going to lie to me about your provenance, you'd better take the time to come up with a good reason."

"I just want to help!"

Mason was taken aback.

Pretending to be angry, he stepped forward and grabbed the master's wrist.

Also at the moment of contact, another line of prompts popped up:

"Special material engineering/forging artifacts detected. Bat suit fighting gauntlets. The basic blueprint is being analyzed. The branch of forging skills is open, currently Lv0."

Windfall!

There was a glimmer of light in the young man's eyes, he stared at Batman aggressively, and shouted like an impulsive and misunderstood young man:

"I saved Catwoman! You can ask her yourself, I made up my mind after blocking everything up. My father, who was caught and imprisoned three times by you, is dead. Just last month, Penguin and Farr Coney in the shootout for the pier.

I know I have a bad background, but that doesn't mean I can't change my mind. "

"maybe."

Still unmoved, Batman twisted his wrist and freed Mason's hand.

The young man took a step back, stepped forward as if he was being irritated, grabbed the master's battle armor and multi-functional combat belt with both hands, and shouted angrily:

"Bah! It's a shame that I still admire you so much! I didn't expect you to judge people by appearance like everyone else."

The moment he shouted, three reminders appeared in front of Mason again:

"Special material engineering/tailor creation · main body armor of the bat suit has been detected, and the basic blueprint is being analyzed."

"Special material engineering artifact detected. Bat hook lock gun. The basic blueprint is being analyzed."

"A special structural engineering creation, a multifunctional combat belt, has been detected, and the basic blueprint is being analyzed."

"Special material forging artifacts bat darts have been detected, and the basic blueprint is being analyzed."

The entangled master didn't see through the young man's "sweeping wool" behavior at all, he just looked up and down at the young man in front of him who was very angry because his ideas were not recognized.

A few seconds later, Batman reached out and took Mason's hand off his suit, and said coldly:

"Who you are and who you want to be doesn't depend on how I see it. Actual actions are more important than words. A good person will not sit back and watch others suffer without being indifferent."

After finishing speaking, the master took out the emergency hemostasis syringe from his belt and threw it to Gordon, jumped up and landed in his Bat Fighter, and jumped into the sky like a ghost the moment the hatch closed.

Mason stood there "disappointed", watching Batman leave.

Beside him, Director Gordon, who had recovered some hearing, patted the young man on the shoulder with some emotion, and whispered:

"Don't mind, he's just that cold, but he's a good guy. You too, boy, you did us a favor tonight, maybe you need to rest now, your head's still bleeding.

Come on, give this a shot.

I have used it before and it is very useful. "

Mason nodded, took the emergency hemostasis syringe from Gordon, and at the moment the therapeutic drug was injected into the blood vessel, another reminder flashed across the light curtain in front of his eyes:

"Special compound detected Batman's self-use rapid hemostatic painkiller, the basic blueprint is being analyzed. The alchemy branch is open, currently Lv0."

He looked at the figure in front of him stuck in the progress bar of the analysis of seven special equipment blueprints that were slowly advancing at the same time under the light curtain, and he felt in his heart that the master was indeed a tycoon who spent hundreds of millions of dollars.

At the first meeting, I gave myself seven high-level drawings of various majors.

Look at the generosity of others, how can a miser like Penguin compare?

Of course, on the surface, he still had to show a disappointed look after not being recognized, and then turned around to help the injured police officers evacuate here.

The hospital's ambulance had already received the news and rushed to the police station building, and the place became busy again.

"Director, we found this down there."

A limp police officer came up with what looked like a tablet, handed it to Commissioner Gordon, and said:

"It was seized from the big brother of the Penguin Gang who was knocked down and tied up by Batman below. He didn't want to tell us what it was, but the knowledgeable brother said it should be a tracking device."

Gordon frowned and took it in his hand, and glanced at the thing. There was a red dot on it that was constantly moving on the miniature map. He felt that this thing was very important, but the current Gotham Police Department was really unable to send the police to track it down, so he put it on the desk.

"It's the hard drive!"

Mason, who was helping at the side, squinted his eyes and glanced at the tablet beside Director Gordon, and thought in his heart:

"Catwoman told me that Penguin made a positioning device for his baby, and the hard drive is now in Batman's hands, so just follow the coordinates to find Batman and Penguin.

My purpose of whitewashing has been achieved, and I am still fighting side by side with the Gotham police. No one can accuse me of being a villain in the future, and a new career plan can be put on the agenda.

What an exciting time tonight.

But now it's the Boss battle of Batman VS Penguin, do you want to watch it up close? "

Ten minutes later, Director Gordon, who was finally relieved after sending the last injured person to the ambulance, sat on a chair and let the medical staff next to him sew up his wound.

But soon, the director realized belatedly:

"Huh? Where's the tracking tablet just now? Who took it? Bastard, that's important evidence!"

——

"Oswald's in the car down there."

The black Bat fighter flew quickly through the dark night. Around the border of the DC area, Batman has locked the position of the Penguin through Alfred's signal tracking.

As he got out of the driver's seat and prepared for the airborne, he said to Catwoman lying on the co-pilot:

"Ah Fu will take you back to the manor, where a treatment cabin is prepared."

"Things aren't quite right this time, Bruce."

The sedated Catwoman, very weak and sleepy, said softly:

"You have to be careful, Oswald attacked the police station like crazy, which means that there must be something important enough to make him lose his mind on the hard drive.

And that kid, Mason.

I saw your eye on him just now, he reminds you of Jason, doesn't he? Are you ready to make him your next Robin? "

The master was silent for a moment, and said:

"I'm not going to train new Robins anymore, I don't want to see those kids bleed for my cause, Jason's death once is enough.

But Mason.

The ability that young man showed tonight is really unique, and I think I may need to pay attention to him for a while. Stop talking, you need to rest. "

After finishing speaking, the bat-fighter opened an airborne door downwards, and the master jumped down wrapped in a cloak.

The moment he got out of the fighter plane, this ghostly aircraft was taken over by Batman's old butler Afu, and it drew an elegant arc in the air and drove towards Wayne Manor outside the city.

Batman kept falling head-down in the air, opened the cloak at a safe height, and the soft black cloak instantly stretched into a glider-like structure, allowing the master to fly downward like a predatory bat, and finally landed on the ground precisely. The top of the fast-moving stretch Lincoln below.

The collision made the Penguin and his thugs in the car immediately alert, but a second before they could react, a black bat dart was flipped and stuck on the front hood of the car.

The detonation of the miniature EMP bomb instantly disables all electronic equipment in the car.

The high-speed Lincoln lost control and rolled twice on the street like a drunken snake, before hitting a fire hydrant on the side of the street.

"boom"

The car door was violently kicked open, and four or five gangsters with submachine guns jumped out and shot at Batman dizzily, and were punched one by one by the master who swung over from the telegraph pole with the fear of close combat fall.

It was a one-sided massacre.

Wearing a black tuxedo, wearing a tall hat and a monocle, with a sharp and weird nose, and walking with a black gentleman umbrella, the gangster Penguin, who looks like an elegant and proud emperor penguin, escaped from the other side of the car in the chaos He came out, staggered forward with a suitcase in one hand and an umbrella in the other.

Batman beats up his bodyguards and subordinates behind him, but Penguin doesn't even look.

But this guy wasn't just running away. The moment the master dealt with all his subordinates and threw two bat darts at him, the little penguin turned around and opened his Bulgarian umbrella like a prophet.

There were two clangs, and the seemingly weak but tough umbrella actually bounced off the bat dart.

Then the Penguin pulled the curved umbrella handle, holding the open umbrella like a machine gun, and fired several shots at the rushing Batman.

But the master is also experienced in many battles, and when turning his body, he uses the cloak to defend and accelerate his approach.

"swish"

The snow-white blade popped out from the head of the Penguin's folded umbrella, and the short gangster also surged with vigor, as if he was holding a short spear, stabbing Batman three times in a row, and was caught by the master. After parrying with the sharp blade ejected from the fighting gauntlet, he turned the umbrella handle switch, letting the umbrella spray out raging fire and finally forced Batman back.

"That thing is on you! They won't let you go!"

The penguin who was sweating profusely opened a distance and kept shooting with the umbrella, and shouted at Batman as if he was at the end of the road:

"But you might as well let me here, Bat.

I can pretend it didn't happen, I can prevaricate over there, you know, my place is the most orderly place in Gotham, I just want to make money and never mess around.

Haven't we all lived in peace for the past few years? "

The master did not answer.

Grim Batman isn't a superhero who likes to talk in battle, and that's part of his deliberately grim demeanor.

Seeing Batman retreating into the shadows, the Penguin vigilantly grabbed the umbrella and kept retreating.

He's stressed out.

Almost all attention was attracted by Batman hiding in the shadows in front of him, ignoring the fact that there was a thin figure hiding in the flower bed across the street on the other side of the street behind him.

Mason, who was lying in the grass, squinted his eyes, and quietly raised the engineering gun in his hand. The aiming frame of the combat aid had locked on the short penguin, and the preset trajectory also drew a red dotted line in front of his eyes, just like a straight The line falls between him and Penguin.

This was actually the first time that Mason had met his titular boss in a real sense, those previous meetings were not counted.

"Bat! Don't hide, come out!"

The penguin who was driven to a desperate situation shouted again:

"The other lunatics in this city don't understand what you're thinking, but I do! I know you've drawn a line for us and you'll tolerate us living our lives in gray areas as long as we don't cross it.

I assure you, tonight was just a small accident.

I stabbed your little lover, but that was just a misunderstanding. You don't know what's on that hard drive yet, do you?

You better see for yourself.

Then you understand that we can actually work together.

Our city is at stake! "

"whoosh"

The bat dart thrown from another corner interrupted the Penguin's raving, and Oswald turned the head of the umbrella and fired wildly at that side with a cry.

And the moment he turned his back to the street, Mason also decisively pulled the trigger.

There was a soft bang.

The bullet spun out of the chamber at high speed, flew over a distance of tens of meters in an instant along the preset trajectory, and bit the penguin's hand like a poisonous snake.

The bloody and painful Penguin jumped up on the spot, his two severed fingers dancing on the ground like a dying snake, but the next moment he was thrown down by the Batman who descended from the sky.

The bulletproof bat cape bulges over his enemy, preventing a second bullet from flying over and killing him.

But Mason had no intention of continuing to shoot.

After firing the shot, he stood up boldly from the grass, held the gun in his left hand, raised his right hand, and walked towards the master, shouting:

"That shot was my resignation to Penguin. You said, actions are more important than words."

The young man looked at Batman, and Batman looked at him.

Looking at each other, Mason dropped the gun in his hand on the ground, and he said:

"The whole city knows you don't kill, and I don't intend to kill in front of you, I just want to tell you that Mason Cooper, who served for the Penguin Gang, is dead.

From now on, I just want to live a peaceful life. "

Batman didn't answer.

While stabbing a sedative into the neck of the howling penguin who looked like a butcher, he glanced at the two bloody severed fingers at his feet.

On the dark street, he said hoarsely to Mason:

"No, this shot won't let you live a peaceful life again, if you know how the gangsters in this city deal with traitors"