After the group wear, I became the group darling of the big guys

Chapter 178 Trading

Gotham's nights are gloomy and cold, just like the first impression it gives people: silent, cold, xenophobic, and not easy to mess with.

As evening approached, there were no pedestrians on the streets. For the people living here, Gotham at night was no longer their world.

She belongs to the bloody, violent, black world full of death, the laughter and bullets of the villains, and the shadow and fear hovering over Gotham - Batman.

Since Shi Ning's target is Batman, there is no way she can stay in the hotel peacefully.

After picking up the bug, Shi Ning winked at Fox, signaling him to follow him.

The second humanized fox sighed and came to Shi Ning's feet, wagging its tail. Just when Shi Ning packed up and was about to leave, Laurie, who had been sitting silently, suddenly stood up. He followed Shi Ning silently, staring blankly at the eavesdropping device in her hand, like a big cat whose attention has been attracted.

"Do you want to come with us?" Shi Ning asked in a low voice. The silly thug didn't seem to want to answer. Shi Ning continued, "If you want to move around, come along."

Tim, who had been lying in the corner, was observing the room through the window. After seeing Shi Ning leave, he immediately adjusted the communication channel.

[Batman, she's out.]

Batman, who was lying on the beam, pursed his lips, but soon he stopped paying attention to the communication channel.

Because he squatted on the person he was supposed to squat on.

Several men wearing masks and black suits got out of the car carrying a box. There was a bulge on their waists, and it was obvious that it contained guns.

Several men seemed particularly wary of the contents of the box, or perhaps their superiors or employers had instructed them to stay away from the box.

Batman squinted his eyes and observed several people. Although they were wearing masks worn by Black Mask's men, they were easily recognized as not being natives of Gotham.

The reason is simple. They seem to have too many flaws, and their limbs are weak, with only a few signs of training. In this case, a child who hides well can kill them with one blow. Such Gotham people are simply the chosen fat sheep in the eyes of those gangsters.

However, Batman was still hiding on the beam. He did not jump out immediately. The seller had appeared, but the buyer had not shown up yet.

Not long after, there was another sound of footsteps. The person who came was also wearing a black mask, and his movements and level of vigilance were unmatched by outsiders.

This is the real Gotham.

Batman immediately perked up. He hunched over, staring down with his sharp eyes, like a ferocious beast ready to strike at any moment.

"Is the thing here?" The man's voice was urgent and he spoke quickly. He looked around vigilantly, always on the lookout for anyone trying to steal his thing.

The seller stepped back and pointed to the box in the middle: "This is it. Pay the money and get the goods."

"Tsk." The leading man let out a light "tsk." He took a step forward, gently knocked on the lid of the box, leaned over to listen, and then waved his hand as if he had confirmed something.

The men behind quickly brought the safe full of money and placed it next to the box. The men in the black mask quickly dragged the box over.

While those people were busy counting money, the leading man showed a sinister smile.

Just as he was about to shoot, a dark shadow fell from the sky and fell on the man.

Nearly two hundred pounds of weight suddenly pressed down on him, and the man only had time to let out a short scream before he fainted.

The rest of the men fired at the shadow reflexively, but were knocked over by Batman's elbow and kick.

When the sellers on the other side saw that things were not going well and were about to bite the poison hidden in their teeth, the extremely fast Batman broke their jaws one by one and kicked their legs, leaving them wailing.

They were unable to utter a single sound, and looked so miserable, much more miserable than Black Mask's men.

This operation went unexpectedly smoothly. No difficult villains were encountered. The Joker stayed in his ward quietly, humming a song. In addition to a box of unknown things, he also gained these outsiders from Gotham.

What deal did they make with Black Mask? What do they want to get from Gotham? What is their purpose? How did they collude? These people need to answer each question.

Batman pursed his lips and punched all of Black Mask's men into sleep one by one.

First he dug out the poison from the leading man's teeth, then he put his jaw back in place. Then Batman asked in a hoarse voice as if he had throat cancer, "Who are you?"

The man endured the severe pain and showed a distorted expression: "Damn superhero, don't try to steal any information from me!"

Batman's voice deepened again: "It seems you won't talk about it."

He picked up the man and put his white, opaque lens close to the man, saying in a cold tone: "I do have a principle of not killing, but it is limited to not killing."

Therefore, even if he is beaten half to death, he will not be killed.

There is no need to treat these villains and evil people with the same attitude as ordinary people. Use fists to teach them to speak properly, use fear to intimidate their crazy side, and let them know that the bat is always watching them.

Therefore, in the gray and abandoned factory, extremely tragic wailing sounds appeared again.

"I say, I say! Stop hitting me!!" The outsider was not as tough as the locals in Gotham, nor as smooth as them. After being severely beaten, he remembered that if he told the information to others, he would be fine.

Sure enough, Batman's punch was much slower, and although it still hit him, at least the next punch did not come.

The man's face was already bruised and swollen. He was cursing his colleague who had tricked him into coming here, while begging for mercy from Batman.

"We, our boss asked us to deliver this batch of goods here. I'm just a deliveryman. I really don't know anything else!"

Batman's expression turned colder: "Which organization are you from?"

The man hesitated for a moment: "If I tell you, will you not hit me?"

Batman's eyes darkened, and seeing the fist coming down, the man quickly closed his eyes and shouted, "Hydra!!"

A second later, a fist hit his face.

Before he fainted, the man had only one sentence in his mind: Batman is not trustworthy! He clearly said that he would not beat him after he said it!

However, the man's words did not seem to get a response from Batman.