Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

"Is the new industrial area in the southern suburbs of Brooklyn ready to go into production?"

Bruce held the information in his hand, his face under the bat helmet frowning. !

"New York's Hydra originally invested a lot of money in this industrial area. The cost of building factories and purchasing huge amounts of raw materials was paid off early. Probably some people in the government felt that the fruit was ripe. Now the owner of the fruit tree After being beaten to death again, they want to be the new master for once, without having to pay anything, and get a ready-made cornucopia, can they give it up?"

Gibson's one eye flashed with disdain and he explained calmly.

This is an office with a typical "steel atmosphere", steel walls, desks, chairs, except for the sofa and a few electrical appliances, almost the whole room is made of steel, at this time soft and bright lights Brighten up the whole room.

The exact information Gibson got in the afternoon, because Bruce had explained in advance, he truthfully notified him to come to the headquarters under construction of "Black Eye" to discuss.

"The U.S. military doesn't care anymore? Don't they know that Hydra in New York hasn't been 'cleaned up' yet? Are those congressmen and senior officials who were originally involved with Hydra let off like this?"

Gibson shook his head with a cold face, "I'm afraid there are people in the US military who are greedy for this 'fruit'. You don't know how easy it is to sell wartime supplies now. They don't care whether the fruit is poisonous or not. They all just want to eat the fruit as quickly as possible, and it’s a free opportunity. If you miss it this time, how can there be a next time?”

"boom!"

Bruce punched the steel wall in front of him with all his strength. He said nothing with a sullen face, and the air became stagnant for a moment.

"Those agents are still looking for you. I don't recommend that you come forward now. Although there are some moths in the US military, their operational efficiency is still terrible. You..."

"As long as that industrial area is not destroyed, I will not stop. They think it doesn't matter, but here, it doesn't work."

Gibson looked at Bruce with a frosty look on his face and thought he was angry because he didn't completely destroy Hydra's foundation in New York. Little did he know that Bruce just felt that the U.S. military was blocking his way to the mission point. I just feel unhappy.

"Tell all your subordinates to go back to the 'headquarters' recently. Don't be caught by those agents who have clues related to me. Remember to urge those children to train and study. No matter what happens, remember, don't make a move."

Hearing Bruce's words that he wanted to get out of this "war", Gibson lowered his face and said coldly: "I and the entire intelligence system, including those children who are being trained, are all for you, and we have not flinched. reason."

Bruce tilted his head and looked at Gibson with the same stern face. After a long time, he shook his head, "I need you, but not when you are far from growing up...Gibson, take care of these children and don't get involved in this matter. It's my order! The U.S. military can't do anything to me, and I have no intention of colliding with them head-on. I just want to do what I should do."

After that, he slowly walked to a wall of this steel office and pressed a concave steel wall tile that was not very obvious. A passage that was only large enough for one person to pass slowly appeared on the wall. Bruce did not look back. He walked in, leaving a helpless Gibson sitting in the office chair.

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Brooklyn Police Headquarters, as usual, after Colin finished inspecting the police officers who stayed in the police station and worked overtime, he changed out of his uniform and prepared to go home to rest. When he walked to the door of the police station, he heard a voice that had not appeared for a long time. , a familiar voice stopped him.

"Colin."

Turning his head and looking at a blurry figure standing on the balcony on the second floor of the police station under the cover of night, Colin quickly glanced around. After seeing no one, he turned back to the police station and went straight to the room on the second floor. The office has long been deserted.

"Why haven't you contacted me for so long? What happened recently? Is there anything I can do for you?"

A series of questions were thrown out, but Bruce just looked at the old man who had worked with him for many years quietly in front of him. After a long while, he said, "Now how many people in the police station know about my relationship with you?"

Colin thought for a while and said with some confusion; "Apart from Pim, there is only Thompson. Oh, a little guy who has only been in the police station for more than a year. He is very smart and upright, so I pulled him into our He is a good young man worth cultivating."

"Is he reliable?"

"I believe he is reliable, what's the matter?"

Bruce shook his head, "Don't tell anyone about my partnership with you, Colin, I may have a conflict with the US military, and for some time in the future, no matter what happens, you can't get involved in this matter Come on, understand? When everything subsides, I will contact you."

"You and the U.S. military? No! I don't understand, how could you..."

"They always wanted to find me before, but something happened this time, and they might choose to 'go to war' with me, but I have no choice, Colin."

After Bruce finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room. Colin stood there in a daze, watching Bruce leave, he opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

The night was getting darker and thicker. Bruce stood quietly on the roof of a tall building in Brooklyn's SZ District, silently and decisively turning on the huge searchlight in front of him.

In the long night, a bright light was directed into the night sky with thick black clouds. After a few flashes, the huge bat projection appeared in the sky of New York again after being silent for a period of time!

"Since you have forgotten what you should do, blocked my way, and chose to turn a blind eye to the turbidity inside."

Bruce looked up at the giant bat in the dark night sky, clenched his fists, and then he jumped off the tall building and glided towards the southern suburbs of Brooklyn. His direction was the southern industrial zone newly built by Hydra. !

"Since you want war, then I will give you war!"

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