I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 185 The group is destroyed, the field is cleared, the oriole is now

"Harry, Maroni is leading people to besiege the United Hospital, and Coppert has rescued the Romans, can you come to meet us?" Gordon asked eagerly.

The downstairs was indeed full of gunfire. More than a dozen armed vans surrounded the front and rear doors of the hospital, and more than a hundred gunmen fought fiercely between the second and third floors.

Coppert failed to fully gain Gordon's trust, but when Maroni brought someone over to ask for Falcone, Penguin did sternly refuse, and even led the younger brother to exchange fire with Maroni.

Seeing this, Gordon really dialed Harry's cell phone.

"What does it matter to you?" Harry asked.

"Falcone cannot die. If he dies, Gotham will inevitably fall into chaos for a long time." Gordon said excitedly.

"You wanted to arrest him before." Harry said strangely.

Gordon sighed: "I still want to arrest him, but the meaning of being tried by the law is completely different from being killed by black state elements.

He is judged, the majesty of the law is revealed, and the city will be more peaceful.

He was shot to death, and the conflict between the two families led to gun battles day and night, and people died every day. The citizens who suffered from it lost confidence in the law and GCPD even more. "

"I don't care about the law and GCPD. When I needed them that day, they didn't care about me." Harry said lightly.

"That's why I have to work hard to let the law play its due role and prevent the same tragedy from happening to other people."

"Keep working hard," Harry said.

Gordon was stunned, and said: "I think you are quite moral, and you should not give up on Falcone."

Harry pondered for a long time, and said, "I really don't want to give up on Cammy, but it's half an hour's journey, I'm afraid that before I arrive, Coppert won't be able to stand it."

"Come here as soon as possible, we will try our best to withstand it," Gordon said.

"All right."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Coppert, holding a Remington shotgun, leaned over eagerly and asked, "How about it, will she come?"

"She's on her way," Gordon said.

"That's good." The joy in Cobblepot's eyes was undisguised, and he shouted loudly to the little brother in the fierce battle: "The witch Harley is about to bring people to rush, let's hold on, Maroni is finished!"

After half an hour.

There were dead and wounded on both sides. Coppert's face was pale, his hair was wet with sweat, and his black suit was still stained with blood.

"Has she arrived yet?"

He looked around in a daze, and he could see bullet holes and dead bodies in the corridors, at the stairs, and in front of the ward door.

Less than half of the more than 50 gunmen he brought could stand still, and they were starting to run out of ammunition. Some of them looked at him with unpredictable eyes, not knowing what they were thinking.

Finally, the snipers at the Red House Bar were strong, and Maroni suffered even more heavy losses.

But he also has more younger brothers, more than [-] vehicles, coming in a steady stream, and more than [-] gunmen.

Penguin is only a member of the Falcone family, but Maroni leads the entire Maroni family to war.Just like two countries of the same size, the lord of one country is against the entire kingdom of the other, and of course the penguins suffer.

"No one answered the phone." Gordon also turned pale, never expecting the battle to be so tragic.

He seems to have returned to the days when he was in the Marine Corps a few years ago, and the Iraqis under the artillery fire of the Mi Army were nothing more than that.

"Damn it, she won't play tricks on us, right?" Coppert, with a cloudy face, walked quickly back to the old Cammy's bedroom, and dialed the number of the 'big shot' Catherine.

"Where's Harley the Witch?" he yelled.

"Crossing the bridge." The woman said lightly.

"It's been half an hour and you're still crossing the bridge?" Cobblepot said excitedly.

"There was an accident with a chemical truck that blocked the Williamsburg bridge, and she had to go back to the Manhattan bridge."

The woman's voice remained flat.

As long as the witch is lured out, it doesn't matter who wins the final victory, Cobbot or Maroney, it doesn't make any difference to the big shots.

The victor has the obligation to deal with the witch, and the most important task of the penguin - to lure Harley, has been completed.

"Fuck, go around the Manhattan Bridge and wait at least another half an hour." The penguin's face turned green.

"No one could have predicted such an accident."

The woman's calm behavior finally angered the penguin.

"Before I get killed by Maroni, I will call the witch first and tell her everything." He said viciously.

Apparently, he who knows how to figure out the mind of a big man can also guess what a woman is thinking at this time.

"I didn't let Maroni kill you." The woman said coldly.

"You can bypass the two big Heibang families and directly order the GCPD. Don't deny it, Loeb has missed the point. Let them all dispatch and cooperate with me to take down Maroni." Coppert roared.

"Okay, you wait."

The woman hung up the phone, smiled sarcastically, and made another call: "Hello, Fish, it's me. You won, and I accept your offer."

Fish said lightly: "You don't need to think about it for so long, since my return, the sad ending of the little penguin has already been doomed.

He stood on the second floor, looking down triumphantly at Maroni, old Cammy, and the witch Harley on the first floor, but he didn't expect that I had set up a sniper rifle on the third floor and put his funny head on the crosshairs. "

"You're right." Catherine sighed, "Fish, welcome back!"

"Get ready for the champagne, and I'll meet you with the penguin, Cammy and the witch's head." Fish proudly said.

"I am waiting."

After hanging up Fish's phone, Catherine picked up the coffee cup, took a sip gracefully, and dialed another number.

"From this moment on, the Red House Bar (Gotham Assassin Organization) terminates the employment contract with Copperpot."

"Should we evacuate, or listen to someone?" The Queen Bee's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Fish Mooney, for Cooper, accepts your contract."

"Ma'am, I understand."

Gotham United Hospital.

Lobu put down the phone, and the strangeness flashed in his eyes.

"The four helicopters are all equipped with M134 Vulcan guns, and there are two snipers on the left and one on the right," he said.

"Okay, that's great!" Penguin slapped his hands excitedly, "Four Vulcan cannons are shooting from the sky, let's see how many gunners Maroni still has to block the eye!"

Gordon opened his mouth, hesitant to speak, and his expression was very complicated.

The harmonious scene of the police and the gangster family made him feel endless despair.

"Boss, if there is helicopter support, we'd better go to the rooftop immediately, we can't defend here soon." Butch, who fired repeatedly at the stairs, turned around and shouted.

"Go to the rooftop and take Kamai with you." Coppert immediately decided.

Immediately, two GCPDs took the initiative to step forward and lifted the old Kamai onto the cart, and a group of people rushed to the roof in a mighty manner.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and snowflakes fell from the pale and dark sky, falling on the face of the person and immediately melting into ice water.

"Whoohoo-"

Four black dots flew from the southwest direction, from far to near, and quickly grew into roaring helicopters.

"Helicopter is here, haha, GCPD reinforcements are finally here, Maroni is finished!" Coppert jumped up and down, his voice sounded like crying and laughing.

"Maroney's gone, we've won! Long live Copperpot, long live Penguin!"

The gunmen, who suffered heavy casualties, were even more excited and raised their hands to greet the helicopter.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi - Bobo Bobo!"

There were four muffled sounds, and four heads burst open like watermelons.

"what happened?"

Cobbot touched the little brother's brain that splashed on his face, looking dazed.

"Bang bang bang bang." More than a dozen GCPD who followed Lob drew their guns and fired at the same time, all targeting Cobbot's people.

Reagan, the Yellow Pages killer, also raised his sniper rifle and connected with the shooter who drew his headshot.

"Reagan, are you crazy!?" Coppert yelled.

"Da da da da!"

What responded to him was more intense gunshots, coming from the stairs.

Another group of gunmen rushed out and frantically shot people without police badges on the rooftop.

"Damn, we were betrayed by the GCPD and the Red House."

Butch roared and was about to take up the machine gun and fight back.

"Butch!" The familiar female voice, like a holding spell, made him stand still on the spot.

"Fish?" Butch couldn't believe it.

"Fish!!!" Coppert screamed at the top of his lungs.

Surrounded by more than a dozen gunmen, Sister Yu, dressed in black leather, came striding forward with an M16 rifle in her arms.

Beside her, there was a smiling Maroni.

"Bang bang bang!"

Fish fired several shots and killed the last few Cobbot boys who were lying on the ground moaning and groaning, before he smiled and looked at the gnashing penguin.

"Figured out?"

"You came back long ago?" Penguin said angrily.

"It's not too early, it's only been a month." Fish laughed.

Penguin turned to Maroney, "You trust her?"

"Boom!" Maroni punched the penguin, breaking the bridge of the penguin's nose, blood splashing across his face.

"Bah, you traitor dare to mention 'trust' to me!"

Fish squatted down, with a look of vengeance on his face, and asked with a smile: "Coppert, do you know when you failed?"

Coppert wiped off the blood on his face and sighed, "It was about ten days ago, when Maroney was assassinated."

"Papa papa!" Fish slapped his hands lightly and said with a smile, "I found out that the two of us are real confidants. After I came back, I have been lurking and waiting for you to show my flaws.

Don't doubt, I'm absolutely sure, with your personality, you will definitely cause trouble.

Sure enough, Maroney was assassinated, but the assassin's pistol jammed.
I guessed right away it was yours because it wasn't old Cammy's style.

Harley Quinn was busy practicing black magic, let alone her.

That's how I explained it to Lord Maroney. "

"Not only that!" Maroney laughed and said, "Fish also predicted to me all your next actions, and as expected, they all came true."

"Hehehe, is it?" Penguin looked up at Maroni with a strange smile, "So, did she mention 'big shot' to you?"

Fish's complexion changed slightly, he pointed his gun at him, and said coldly: "Now that things are going on, you still want to sow discord?"

"Fish, I want to hear what he said." Maroney approached Fish, pressed the barrel of the gun down, and said in a deep voice: "The last time I mentioned the big guy for the first time when the penguin was about to be killed by me at the junkyard. "

"Maroni, the big shots can't directly decide who is the Emperor of Gotham, but the emperor's business depends on them to run smoothly.

Fish made a deal with the big shots, how about you?
I dare say that even the assassins in the Red House Bar were instigated by big shots, or they were their people.

The assassin who killed Wayne and his wife came from the Red House.

But you know nothing.Are you at ease to win this victory in a daze?Hahaha"

Maroni looked gloomy and turned to Fish, "Who is the big shot? What is your agreement?"

Fish said with a sincere expression: "Maroni, I'll talk about the big shot later. The most urgent thing now is to rearrange the formation and prepare to meet the witch—"

"Boom!"

The bald head in front of her suddenly exploded, spraying watermelon juice and tofu brain all over her face.

A generation of hero Maroni died.

The headless corpse fell to the ground with a plop, and the people around hadn't recovered from the shock.

"." Fish looked around blankly.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Another sniper bullet flew in and hit the kneecap of her right leg, splitting her long and charming leg in two, and Fish wailed bitterly.

"Boom boom"

The attacks did not stop, and one after another was shot by bullets from unknown directions.

The Queen Bee (the leader of the Red House Killer) hiding in the crowd looked at the opposite building in horror, and shouted eagerly into the microphone: "Kestrel, Kestrel, what's going on with you?"

"Hehe, the kestrel is helping me lick the eagle. By the way, the one who killed you was Deathshot." A man's joking voice came from the earplugs.

Then, "Boom!"

The queen bee's head burst open like a watermelon.

"Who, who, come out!" Fish yelled frantically.

(End of this chapter)