Marvel's Dark Knight

Chapter 6 The bat that does big things (please collect it)

"Sorry, I hate it."

Wayne straightened up. Here, except for those women who had been drugged by those scum long ago.

There is no longer a guy who can stand normally.

Wayne didn't think they could say anything about those crazy women who looked like demons dancing around.

Their brains may have been completely destroyed long ago.

Wayne pressed the miniature explosives on the intact safe, and directly blasted the safe door open.

In this regard, Wayne can only admire Batman, a belt really has everything.

What was revealed in the safe were rolls of dollar bills, as well as large quantities of rough diamonds and gold.

The Batman used to be quite indifferent when facing these things, but unfortunately it is Wayne who is facing these things now.

But even if Wayne was excited for a moment, he was suppressed by his own reason.

Pulling down the curtains on the side, Wayne emptied all the items in the safe.

But Wayne didn't touch a penny of the dollar bills scattered in the hall.

Wayne wasn't sure if there was anything wrong with the money.

The hook gun was fired, and Wayne disappeared on the top floor carrying his curtain wrapped with a large amount of cash and precious metals.

But that doesn't mean Wayne gave up their goods so easily.

"So you sold me just to get your own starting capital?"

Spider-Man looked at Wayne, who was carrying large bags and small rolls, and his big white eyes widened. He simply couldn't believe that Wayne had abandoned himself there just for the things he was carrying.

"Dude, you really hurt my heart by doing this." Spider-Man covered his chest and narrowed his big eyes again, as if he was telling his grievances.

"Look at them, I'll be back later." Wayne handed the big bag to Spider-Man, and then returned to the building again.

Spider-Man couldn't believe his ears, he was afraid he had heard wrong.

If he didn't have a problem, it was just Batman who asked him to watch things for him.

He was clearly sold directly by this person just now, and now that bat wants him to do things for him.

Spider-Man really wanted to shout sonofbitch directly to Batman.

But in the end, his good upbringing made him take back his swear words, and he sat honestly on the rooftop water tank, looking at the package of things thrown by the bat.

Having done what he needed most, Wayne's choice this time was direct and decisive.

"Oh!"

The back door, which was not very strong, was directly knocked open by a figure.

Gang members with guns rolled on the ground in pain.

Before anyone could walk over and ask what happened, Wayne's figure had already appeared in front of them. Wayne's approach to these gang members was quite direct.

The iron fist belonging to Batman hit their faces directly, with a force of up to 1000 pounds, which could instantly make them unconscious.

Such a violent movement naturally attracted the attention of other gang members, and they didn't know what was going on at the back door.

But here is related to their wealth and life, we must go and have a look.

No one knows whether the consequences of the commotion at the back door will lead to their boss taking their lives directly.

But when they finally arrived at the back door, there were only fainting gang members left on the ground, and there was no sign of anyone.

"What happened brother?"

Help up a gang member who looks like he should be able to wake up.

The man shook him wildly, trying to get some information about the attacker out of his mouth.

Today's Hell's Kitchen is too lively, and Spider-Man, who has just been confirmed dead, appeared on their site.

Now another guy popped up out of nowhere, and went straight into their lair.

While watching someone asking about specific matters, other gang members nervously raised their guns and looked around for any outsiders.

Wayne watched silently over their heads at all the precautions they were taking.

Lightly stepping on the wall, Wayne gave up the idea of ​​continuing to stay on the ceiling, and directly hit the back of a gun-wielding thug with both knees.

The moment his knees fell, the guy already vomited blood and fell to the ground completely.

Before the two guys beside that man could react, one of them fell to the ground with a knife in his hand.

The moment he turned around, he had already hooked the neck of the gang member who wanted to inquire about Wayne's whereabouts with the bend of his leg.

"Now I ask, you answer."

"Go to hell! You freak!"

I have to say that this guy still has some courage, even when facing Wayne, he can still say such words clearly.

"What happened at the back door? Did someone break in?" Suddenly the guy's intercom rang.

Even if that guy really wants to tell them now that there has been a big problem here, there is no way.

Wayne's legs bent tightly around his neck, and even breathing made him feel a little difficult now.

After taking the guy's intercom, Wayne performed some operations on his arm armor and then spoke into the intercom.

"Everything is safe, just two guys having some fun."

"MD, I will find people to do something, tell them to stay in their positions, and if something goes wrong, I will take their skin off!" It is obvious that the person on the other side of the conversation has a higher position and came over to check There are many people.

"I know." Turning off the intercom, Wayne stared at the man with a red face.

After relaxing his own pressure a little bit, Xiao Luo breathed in the air that he never cherished before.

“Tell me why no one pays attention to the top?”

Wayne was actually quite curious. It was obvious that he had made a big deal at the top level, but still no one went up to check it out.

Maybe it was because of the threat of imminent death that this guy was really afraid.

He stopped talking bluntly, but said directly to Wayne: "The people above are all important customers. No matter what happens above, we can't disturb them."

This answer surprised Wayne. He had previously thought that it was just some middle-level and high-level leaders who gathered there to have a carnival, but now he did not expect that they would be customers of gangs like them.

"Where is your pharmacy?" Wayne quickly asked his next question.

Wayne needs time now, but the sniper who was already in a coma before obviously won't give him much time. According to calculations, the next round of interrogation is probably coming soon.

As long as they find out that the sniper has lost contact, they will naturally find that something is wrong.

"It's downstairs, just go through that entrance."

Minion reluctantly raised his hand, pointing towards the entrance of the corridor beside him.

"Anyone else?"

"Nothing."

After getting an answer from no one below, Wayne punched this guy on the head, his face still full of peach blossoms.

I guess he is also young, able to sleep when he wants to in such a difficult environment.

Loosen the bend of his legs, let the guy fall directly to the ground, and then Wayne took out two miniature incendiary bombs from his universal belt.

After pressing the detonation button, Wayne returned the same way he had come in.

The bat lightly landed on the roof of the building, looking at Spider-Man squatting bored on one side, and the package that was safely on the other side.

"Oh, our great bat is finally back." With his sensitive hearing, Spiderman naturally noticed the sound of Wayne retracting the hook when he came back.

Just when Spider-Man was about to ask Wayne where he was and what he was doing, he saw a raging fire burning under a building in the distance.

"It's really a big deal!"

Spider-Man said with a sigh.