Chapter 843 (1/2)

The once splendid iceberg restaurant is one of the favorite gathering places of Gotham upper class.

With the exception of a few family businesses, there are few people who can run a good restaurant in Gotham.

Ordinary people with no background open a shop in Gotham. They don't need you to cook. However, martial arts, tactics or shooting skills should be at least as good as the same.

Although it is not the era of the eight big gangs, there are not a few small gangs on the street, and the new gangs have no rules and act unscrupulously.

The old-fashioned gangsters charge for protection, and at least they will provide protection. But now, because the underworld has no leader and is under the regime of the powerful, the dark order is extremely chaotic.

The sovereignty of some sites has changed more frequently. I'm afraid it's not necessary to pay more than ten protection fees every month to do business there, and they can't enjoy protection at all.

Although the police station is more useful than before, there are still few things that can be managed by the police force.

Eight million people, a police station, not to mention more.

Bruce donated a lot of money to Gotham police station. Even the police cars and weapons were free.

The problem is that there are too few people willing to be policemen in Gotham.

Gordon once set up a SWAT team, selected a group of reliable and young people to join, and wanted to expand the police force with them as the backbone.

But it hasn't been a week. All the iron men in the SWAT team have been killed by sharp claws. The rest of them either resign or are bribed to become black police officers. Bruce's donation still ”mysteriously disappeared” in the city government's account.

There was an honest policewoman alive, because she was in the Arkham Asylum when the owl court launched the claw cleaning.

After she was discharged from the hospital, she directly resigned to work as a bodyguard with the rich lady of the people's Congress...

that's what Gordon thinks. In fact, the police officer joined the humiliation team and has become an anti hero murderer.

This is the status quo of the city, rotten from the root.

The aim of the humiliation team is also doomed to be out of sight. There will always be an endless stream of outsiders who will come here and quickly become the same black.

The reason why they are anti heroes is not madmen, because their double standards are some serious. If they are regarded as their own people, it doesn't matter what crime they commit.

You know, Harris's teacher, James Gordon Jr., is a serial killer. Now he's living a good life. Su Ming suspects that if Harry kills people in front of them, she will help if she doesn't make a good fight.

I don't know what they think. Su Ming is too lazy to understand them. Gotham is never short of mental illness.

Now the iceberg restaurant in front of several people seems to have been robbed.

After stepping in, the tall crystal statues in the hall are full of bullet holes, and the fragments fall on the ground, reflecting a light light.

Blood light.

The situation here gives a new definition to the corpses everywhere. The gang members in black suits probably didn't think of a sudden attack. Many of the pistols in the arms of the corpses have not been pulled out.

Penguin as one of Gotham gangsters, who dares to sweep his field?

Although Su Ming came to eat free food twice, the vigilance of these men was obviously not enough. He never thought about being shot by machine gun when he was entering the door.

The figure of the green arrow flashed for a moment, moved from Su Ming's side to the statue. He drew his finger on the bullet hole, and then flashed back again.

”7.62 NATO standard ammunition. There are at least hundreds of shells here. They should be heavy machine guns, but there are only a few footprints on the bloodstains.”

Su Ming squatted down and picked up a cartridge case in the blood pool, which was scattered in every corner, indicating that it was shooting in motion.

Bullets are generally divided into four parts: warhead, charge, primer and cartridge case. Generally speaking, two groups of numbers are engraved on the bottom of the cartridge case, namely, the manufacturer's code and the production number of the goods.

The cartridge case in Su Ming's hand is a special one, which does not enter into the market and is forged for its own use.

Because there are no two lines of numbers at the bottom of each cartridge case, only a small bat etched.

”Tut Tut, it seems that the laughing bat has found a new helper. I don't know that there is a killer Batman who is good at guns in that dark multiverse.”

Su Ming dropped the shell and began to observe the footprints. He shook his head and said to the two people around him.

Green arrow kept alert all the time. His head kept turning around and looking around. Hearing this, he laughed and said, ”maybe there is a death knell bat in some world. Ha ha...”

Su Ming shrugged his shoulders, which is really not true.

The body of the death knell is enough for him to focus on the machine gun, fire and somersault, rush into the crowd and kill less than 100 gang members. It's as simple as drinking water.

But it's not the style of the death knell.

No matter what the world's death knell, it is impossible to choose to carry machine guns and others to shoot. Even if Su Ming himself was replaced, he would give priority to explosives. If he directly blew up the restaurant, all the people inside would die.This new pervert Batman is different. He has a special feeling for guns. He likes to see others killed by guns...