Russell knew that the housekeeper had placed an undercover agent under Bain's hands, but he didn't expect there would be so many, a total of ten, and a lot of them.
After the ten people stood up, they looked at each other and were stunned. It was obvious that they did not know the identity of their companions and had always thought they were lonely!
Shit!Reed, it turns out that you are also a housekeeper?
Well, I was it ten years ago.
Then I am your senior, I have been working for the butler for fifteen years.
……
Pamir, I personally recruited you three years ago, and now do you tell me that I am my own?
Brother, I still want to complain!If you had said you were your own person, I would not be lurking by your side, which would make me worried every day, for fear that you would see it.
Likewise, I'm afraid you can see it!
……
Russell: (눈눈)
The housekeeper is so awesome!
Also, among the people who were shot by me before, there should be someone with the butler, right?
Mr. Deathkill, our identities are exposed and these people cannot be left behind.Ten people stood beside Russell with their eyebrows down, looking at the small wings behind him with fear.
Russell nodded: I understand, it’s not easy to do this, but the live TV broadcast has been spread. Doesn’t it matter?
It doesn't matter!
The burly man in the head waved: Before we got up, the butler had cut off the live broadcast screen. If we killed these people, our identities could continue to be hidden and we could continue to contribute our strength to Gotham.
OK, you can do whatever you want.
Wait a minute!
Just as ten people picked up guns and were about to silence, a blond middle-aged man stood out from the crowd: I just asked, is it serious to cut off the live broadcast screen?
Of course, the most important thing in our business is to keep it confidential. Will I make fun of my life?
Since that's the case, I won't hide it anymore...
The blonde middle-aged man waved his arms: Wherever the people in CIA are, stand up!
Swish!Swish!Swish
Seven or eight figures stood up, hugged each other after they met.
Ryan, I recognized you two days ago, but I can't say hello, you know.
Of course, I have always pretended not to know you!
……
Before it was over, another person shouted: FBI colleagues, there is no need to hide it. If you continue, you will only sacrifice meaninglessly. Show your identity!
Another dozen people stood up.
Where are the New Jersey State Police?
Brothers from Gotham Police Department, get up!
To put it weakly, I am from IUCN, do I have my own people here?
The Interpol is here, and I have been in charge of this case.
They all dodged away, I'm an IRS!A big man suddenly appeared in the crowd, and everyone gave up a piece of open space for him when they heard this.
……
Apart from me, are there anyone with MI6?
As for FSB, don’t tell me, I’m the only one who was sent!
……
Two groups of foreign forces suddenly appeared, and except for IUCN's new Cute stop to watch, everyone else surrounded them.
The Interpol came forward to mediate, hoping that the local forces of the US imperialists such as the CIA, FBI, IRS, New Jersey State Police, and Gotham Police Department should put the overall situation first. Everyone is undercover, so why bother with undercover?
However, it was useless. The verbal confrontation failed and everyone broke out in a melee and fought together.Interpol was involved, and IUCN's Cute New was not spared, and they were all beaten and bleeding.
Oh, the IRS boss is exceptional. He is the only one who hits people, and no one else dares to hit him.
The boss is very rational and knows that MI6 and FSB will not give him face, and the people who beat him are all from the local forces of the US imperialists.
(゜▽゜(゜▽゜(゜▽゜(゜▽゜……
The scene was very spectacular, and the housekeeper was stunned because the group of people were bigger than the other, so non-governmental organizations like them would not join in the fun.
Russell, who came back to his senses, coughed lightly, and the butler was not vague and handed it to Russell's new headset and disappeared sneakily into the darkness.
Butler, here is Death Knell. I asked the address and stop password of the dirty bomb. Hurry up and contact Batman for me, ver!
No, I've been on this channel.Bruce said out loud.
There is nothing good surprise. If it were Batman, it wouldn't be surprising wherever he appeared!
Russell immediately said: The dirty bomb was placed in the ruins of Wayne Manor by Bain. He wanted to completely blow up the bat cave and radiate most of Gotham with it as the center, turning it into a hell on earth.
The soul ball in his hand was a little intrusive. Russell said, opening the door of hell and throwing it in casually.
Bruce was silent for a moment and spoke slowly: I have been to Wayne Manor, someone took the lead and took away the dirty bullet one step ahead.
What!?
Russell took a deep breath: Who did it? Are you crazy?
It was a clown, and there was a playing card where the dirty bullets were originally placed. There would be no one else except him.
Russell was completely stunned. Bain brought the dirty bullet into Gotham, but was stolen by the Joker; Bain broke Batman's spine, but was stolen by the Joker, this guy...
Contacting tonight's experience, Russell came up with a bold idea: Batman, tell me honestly that the Joker is actually yours, right?
Don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with him!
Bruce said angrily: You don’t have to worry about dirty bullets anymore. Just tell me the bullet disposal password. I have found the clown and saw the dirty bullets.
You are sure, as far as I know, the clown should be in the Gotham Municipal Building, and I saw him just now... Russell frowned slightly: Please confirm again, don't be fooled by fakes.
No, because I'm in the municipal building too!
……
Russell was speechless when he heard this. He looked at the undercovers who were still fighting in front of him, spread his wings and flew straight to the building. After two circles, he found Batman who was beating the clown.
In the spacious conference room, the clown gang's fish were lying in a mess. Judging from their sleeping soundly, they could guess that they had fallen into a powerful coma gas.
Somehow the clown was not hit and was pressed under Bruce, laughing while enduring the iron fist of love.
Many people subconsciously think that he is a super villain who only relies on his mind to make a living because of the evil smile of the clown and his crazy tricks.
Yes, neither!
The Joker is indeed a high-IQ super villain. He is terrifying because of his elusive thinking, but he does not lack melee fighting skills. He once competed with Batman for swordsman and directly defeated him, almost killing Batman.
Bang!
Russell broke into the window, glanced at the love and killing duo, and then set his eyes in front of the conference room.
On the podium, a woman with a good appearance was wearing a low-cut evening dress and was elegant and luxurious.
However, at this moment, she could only describe her in a embarrassment, her hands and feet were tied, her body was welded to death by iron hoops, and she sat on the chair in a very indecent posture.
Below the chair, the red countdown jumped, and it was the dirty bomb that Bain brought into Gotham.
The clown stole the dirty bomb from Wayne Manor and, in some way, sent it into the municipal building under Bain's nose.
The kidnapped woman is not a simple identity, she is not a casual passerby. Her name is Miranda Tate and her real name is Talia Al Goul.
That's right, this beauty is the daughter of the famous villain in Gotham City, the Ninja Master, the "Peace Ambassador" and the relationship with Bruce is ambiguous.
Ah hahaha, see who this is, a black winged angel, what is he falling into the darkness for, partnering with Batman?
Seeing Russell appear, the clown's eyes lit up and he laughed: Batman, you are so ruthless. With a new love, you forgot my old love, and now you still have to kill someone to silence me.
Shut up!
Batman punched the clown in the face: Tell me, which thread to cut?
It's red, the prompt is on that woman, I have never concealed it.
You bastard!
Hearing the Joker's words, Batman was furious and punched him several more times.
After the clown stole the dirty bomb, he cracked the password program originally set by Bain and maliciously exposed the line.
Cutting the red line can stop the dirty bullet, but the problem is that the clown replaced all the colorful wires with red.
The clown was punched a few times, but still didn't fall down. He smiled and looked at Batman: The angel over there listened to it. In addition to cutting off the red line, there is another way to stop the dirty bomb and self-destruction. As long as you kill the woman on the chair, you will...
Bang!
Batman knocked the Joker unconscious with a knife, and then stood up and looked at Russell silently, making Russell feel a little embarrassed.
Ahem, Bruce, is that woman... a brother and sister?
……
Bruce didn't say anything, but he looked at his bad eyes. Russell could probably guess that the woman had a close relationship with him, and it was hard to say whether she was away from him or not, but she must have been heartless.
Russell smiled: Bruce, the clown said, killing that woman can save the entire Gotham. What do you think?
Bruce said angrily: I think he is lying, killing her, and the countdown will not stop.
What if?
Russell spread his hands: If the clown is serious, this wave of profits will not lose money!
……
Bruce didn't speak, his face was as deep as water, and his whole face was long.
Just kidding, I'll study it first, maybe I can remove it.
Russell said, putting his wings behind him, quickly approaching Miranda, looking down, and frowned.
These big breasts... cough cough, these red lines are entangled and confused, and they are deliberately messed up by the clown, and they can't even understand the clue at all.
Sorrow... Russell, do you have any solutions?
Perhaps others think that Russell is a mysterious side, but Bruce doesn't think so. He saw Russell knocking out a vertical push slider with a hammer and knows that he is definitely not as simple as wings.
Don't worry, I'll look at it for a while!
The time on the timer was getting less and less, and Bruce didn't want to wait any longer, so he picked up the pliers next to him and started to do it.
Russell hurriedly stopped Bruce: Don’t move, the clown’s words are not worth believing, you said it yourself, I guess all these red lines are fake.
I know, but there is not much time left.
Bruce said, activate the instrument on the bat helmet and scan the entire dirty bomb in all directions to find the right entry point.
In fact, Russell can use the skill card, just like Bain, pull out the clown's soul and directly read the relevant memories.
But he didn't dare to do this because the clown was too evil. To be precise, the clown was a monster born in Gotham. Killing one will lead to a second one, not just referring to someone.
In the comics, Batman kills the Joker in anger, but he turns into a bat of laughter. From then on, he is no longer Batman, he becomes the new Joker.
After scanning for a while, Batman shook his head dejectedly. The clown knew him too well that he could not remove the dirty bomb.
Russell finished his examination and said regretfully: It would be great if the Bat fighter was still there. You can drag this dirty bomb into the air and go to the sea to watch the fireworks with your younger brother and sister. How romantic!
Bruce rolled his eyes and said angrily: Don't be stupid, this dirty bullet cannot be moved casually, it will explode directly after touching it.
True or fake?
Of course, what are you lying to...
Before Batman finished speaking, he was in a bad mood because Russell's hand was pressed on the timer at some point.
The two looked at each other, Russell silently retracted his hand, and the red light jumped on the timer, and the countdown became faster than the Flash.
At this speed, the dirty bomb will explode in about 20 seconds!
... x2
You bastard!!!
No, don't panic, there is still plenty of time... I'll kill the Flash now!
After the ten people stood up, they looked at each other and were stunned. It was obvious that they did not know the identity of their companions and had always thought they were lonely!
Shit!Reed, it turns out that you are also a housekeeper?
Well, I was it ten years ago.
Then I am your senior, I have been working for the butler for fifteen years.
……
Pamir, I personally recruited you three years ago, and now do you tell me that I am my own?
Brother, I still want to complain!If you had said you were your own person, I would not be lurking by your side, which would make me worried every day, for fear that you would see it.
Likewise, I'm afraid you can see it!
……
Russell: (눈눈)
The housekeeper is so awesome!
Also, among the people who were shot by me before, there should be someone with the butler, right?
Mr. Deathkill, our identities are exposed and these people cannot be left behind.Ten people stood beside Russell with their eyebrows down, looking at the small wings behind him with fear.
Russell nodded: I understand, it’s not easy to do this, but the live TV broadcast has been spread. Doesn’t it matter?
It doesn't matter!
The burly man in the head waved: Before we got up, the butler had cut off the live broadcast screen. If we killed these people, our identities could continue to be hidden and we could continue to contribute our strength to Gotham.
OK, you can do whatever you want.
Wait a minute!
Just as ten people picked up guns and were about to silence, a blond middle-aged man stood out from the crowd: I just asked, is it serious to cut off the live broadcast screen?
Of course, the most important thing in our business is to keep it confidential. Will I make fun of my life?
Since that's the case, I won't hide it anymore...
The blonde middle-aged man waved his arms: Wherever the people in CIA are, stand up!
Swish!Swish!Swish
Seven or eight figures stood up, hugged each other after they met.
Ryan, I recognized you two days ago, but I can't say hello, you know.
Of course, I have always pretended not to know you!
……
Before it was over, another person shouted: FBI colleagues, there is no need to hide it. If you continue, you will only sacrifice meaninglessly. Show your identity!
Another dozen people stood up.
Where are the New Jersey State Police?
Brothers from Gotham Police Department, get up!
To put it weakly, I am from IUCN, do I have my own people here?
The Interpol is here, and I have been in charge of this case.
They all dodged away, I'm an IRS!A big man suddenly appeared in the crowd, and everyone gave up a piece of open space for him when they heard this.
……
Apart from me, are there anyone with MI6?
As for FSB, don’t tell me, I’m the only one who was sent!
……
Two groups of foreign forces suddenly appeared, and except for IUCN's new Cute stop to watch, everyone else surrounded them.
The Interpol came forward to mediate, hoping that the local forces of the US imperialists such as the CIA, FBI, IRS, New Jersey State Police, and Gotham Police Department should put the overall situation first. Everyone is undercover, so why bother with undercover?
However, it was useless. The verbal confrontation failed and everyone broke out in a melee and fought together.Interpol was involved, and IUCN's Cute New was not spared, and they were all beaten and bleeding.
Oh, the IRS boss is exceptional. He is the only one who hits people, and no one else dares to hit him.
The boss is very rational and knows that MI6 and FSB will not give him face, and the people who beat him are all from the local forces of the US imperialists.
(゜▽゜(゜▽゜(゜▽゜(゜▽゜……
The scene was very spectacular, and the housekeeper was stunned because the group of people were bigger than the other, so non-governmental organizations like them would not join in the fun.
Russell, who came back to his senses, coughed lightly, and the butler was not vague and handed it to Russell's new headset and disappeared sneakily into the darkness.
Butler, here is Death Knell. I asked the address and stop password of the dirty bomb. Hurry up and contact Batman for me, ver!
No, I've been on this channel.Bruce said out loud.
There is nothing good surprise. If it were Batman, it wouldn't be surprising wherever he appeared!
Russell immediately said: The dirty bomb was placed in the ruins of Wayne Manor by Bain. He wanted to completely blow up the bat cave and radiate most of Gotham with it as the center, turning it into a hell on earth.
The soul ball in his hand was a little intrusive. Russell said, opening the door of hell and throwing it in casually.
Bruce was silent for a moment and spoke slowly: I have been to Wayne Manor, someone took the lead and took away the dirty bullet one step ahead.
What!?
Russell took a deep breath: Who did it? Are you crazy?
It was a clown, and there was a playing card where the dirty bullets were originally placed. There would be no one else except him.
Russell was completely stunned. Bain brought the dirty bullet into Gotham, but was stolen by the Joker; Bain broke Batman's spine, but was stolen by the Joker, this guy...
Contacting tonight's experience, Russell came up with a bold idea: Batman, tell me honestly that the Joker is actually yours, right?
Don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with him!
Bruce said angrily: You don’t have to worry about dirty bullets anymore. Just tell me the bullet disposal password. I have found the clown and saw the dirty bullets.
You are sure, as far as I know, the clown should be in the Gotham Municipal Building, and I saw him just now... Russell frowned slightly: Please confirm again, don't be fooled by fakes.
No, because I'm in the municipal building too!
……
Russell was speechless when he heard this. He looked at the undercovers who were still fighting in front of him, spread his wings and flew straight to the building. After two circles, he found Batman who was beating the clown.
In the spacious conference room, the clown gang's fish were lying in a mess. Judging from their sleeping soundly, they could guess that they had fallen into a powerful coma gas.
Somehow the clown was not hit and was pressed under Bruce, laughing while enduring the iron fist of love.
Many people subconsciously think that he is a super villain who only relies on his mind to make a living because of the evil smile of the clown and his crazy tricks.
Yes, neither!
The Joker is indeed a high-IQ super villain. He is terrifying because of his elusive thinking, but he does not lack melee fighting skills. He once competed with Batman for swordsman and directly defeated him, almost killing Batman.
Bang!
Russell broke into the window, glanced at the love and killing duo, and then set his eyes in front of the conference room.
On the podium, a woman with a good appearance was wearing a low-cut evening dress and was elegant and luxurious.
However, at this moment, she could only describe her in a embarrassment, her hands and feet were tied, her body was welded to death by iron hoops, and she sat on the chair in a very indecent posture.
Below the chair, the red countdown jumped, and it was the dirty bomb that Bain brought into Gotham.
The clown stole the dirty bomb from Wayne Manor and, in some way, sent it into the municipal building under Bain's nose.
The kidnapped woman is not a simple identity, she is not a casual passerby. Her name is Miranda Tate and her real name is Talia Al Goul.
That's right, this beauty is the daughter of the famous villain in Gotham City, the Ninja Master, the "Peace Ambassador" and the relationship with Bruce is ambiguous.
Ah hahaha, see who this is, a black winged angel, what is he falling into the darkness for, partnering with Batman?
Seeing Russell appear, the clown's eyes lit up and he laughed: Batman, you are so ruthless. With a new love, you forgot my old love, and now you still have to kill someone to silence me.
Shut up!
Batman punched the clown in the face: Tell me, which thread to cut?
It's red, the prompt is on that woman, I have never concealed it.
You bastard!
Hearing the Joker's words, Batman was furious and punched him several more times.
After the clown stole the dirty bomb, he cracked the password program originally set by Bain and maliciously exposed the line.
Cutting the red line can stop the dirty bullet, but the problem is that the clown replaced all the colorful wires with red.
The clown was punched a few times, but still didn't fall down. He smiled and looked at Batman: The angel over there listened to it. In addition to cutting off the red line, there is another way to stop the dirty bomb and self-destruction. As long as you kill the woman on the chair, you will...
Bang!
Batman knocked the Joker unconscious with a knife, and then stood up and looked at Russell silently, making Russell feel a little embarrassed.
Ahem, Bruce, is that woman... a brother and sister?
……
Bruce didn't say anything, but he looked at his bad eyes. Russell could probably guess that the woman had a close relationship with him, and it was hard to say whether she was away from him or not, but she must have been heartless.
Russell smiled: Bruce, the clown said, killing that woman can save the entire Gotham. What do you think?
Bruce said angrily: I think he is lying, killing her, and the countdown will not stop.
What if?
Russell spread his hands: If the clown is serious, this wave of profits will not lose money!
……
Bruce didn't speak, his face was as deep as water, and his whole face was long.
Just kidding, I'll study it first, maybe I can remove it.
Russell said, putting his wings behind him, quickly approaching Miranda, looking down, and frowned.
These big breasts... cough cough, these red lines are entangled and confused, and they are deliberately messed up by the clown, and they can't even understand the clue at all.
Sorrow... Russell, do you have any solutions?
Perhaps others think that Russell is a mysterious side, but Bruce doesn't think so. He saw Russell knocking out a vertical push slider with a hammer and knows that he is definitely not as simple as wings.
Don't worry, I'll look at it for a while!
The time on the timer was getting less and less, and Bruce didn't want to wait any longer, so he picked up the pliers next to him and started to do it.
Russell hurriedly stopped Bruce: Don’t move, the clown’s words are not worth believing, you said it yourself, I guess all these red lines are fake.
I know, but there is not much time left.
Bruce said, activate the instrument on the bat helmet and scan the entire dirty bomb in all directions to find the right entry point.
In fact, Russell can use the skill card, just like Bain, pull out the clown's soul and directly read the relevant memories.
But he didn't dare to do this because the clown was too evil. To be precise, the clown was a monster born in Gotham. Killing one will lead to a second one, not just referring to someone.
In the comics, Batman kills the Joker in anger, but he turns into a bat of laughter. From then on, he is no longer Batman, he becomes the new Joker.
After scanning for a while, Batman shook his head dejectedly. The clown knew him too well that he could not remove the dirty bomb.
Russell finished his examination and said regretfully: It would be great if the Bat fighter was still there. You can drag this dirty bomb into the air and go to the sea to watch the fireworks with your younger brother and sister. How romantic!
Bruce rolled his eyes and said angrily: Don't be stupid, this dirty bullet cannot be moved casually, it will explode directly after touching it.
True or fake?
Of course, what are you lying to...
Before Batman finished speaking, he was in a bad mood because Russell's hand was pressed on the timer at some point.
The two looked at each other, Russell silently retracted his hand, and the red light jumped on the timer, and the countdown became faster than the Flash.
At this speed, the dirty bomb will explode in about 20 seconds!
... x2
You bastard!!!
No, don't panic, there is still plenty of time... I'll kill the Flash now!
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