"What? You said a group of something showed up on Green Street? Cows??? From some nearby ranch... Fine, I'll be right there." Gordon hung up, scratched his head, and looked thoroughly baffled, but he still told his subordinates, "Someone called the police and said a herd of cows is stampeding down Green Street. There aren't any animal farms nearby. Let's go see what's going on."
Soon, sirens rang out again. Gordon got out of the car and stared dumbfoundedly at the herd of cattle blocked in the middle of the road by police cruisers.
"Shit, where the fuck did all these cows come from?!" Gordon was shocked, but he quickly directed his men to herd the cattle into an enclosure.
The Guardians of the Galaxy had only just returned to the East District and had not even had time to rest when they heard screams from next door. They knew an elderly woman in her sixties lived alone there. She was kind-hearted and normally not one to make a fuss.
By kind-hearted, it meant that she had worked as a mob corpse disposer when she was young. And by not making a fuss, it meant there was truly very little left that could startle her.
Yet when they entered, they found the old woman practically climbing the rafters. A huge python lay on the floor, as thick as an adult's calf.
This thing really was more frightening than people. Gamora hurriedly grabbed a mop from nearby and pinned down the snake's head with it, while the others rushed forward and caught the python together.
As outsiders, the Guardians of the Galaxy could only assume, based on stereotypes, that Gotham's ecosystem was underdeveloped. A python this large was probably a protected animal, so they did not dare hurt it. They simply