I Create the League of Heroes in Gotham

Noticing the commotion downstairs, Stan on the hotel's rooftop smirked.

"Just as Mr. Kada Jin said, only casualties from the wealthy class in Gotham get enough attention..."

Both the scale of media coverage and the police response far exceeded how the Viper Potion had been treated before.

But none of that mattered anymore. Given the spread rate of the Viper Potion, no one could save the people inside the hotel.

Weizhan Pharmaceuticals would finally pay for their actions...

Meanwhile, downstairs at the hotel...

Gordon and the Police Commissioner disagreed.

"Commissioner, I think we should go in right now. Maybe we can save some people!" Gordon said excitedly. "Even if they broke the law, they should be judged by the law!"

The Black female Police Commissioner looked indifferent.

"Gordon, we all know how terrifying the Viper Potion is, and it's irreversible. The people in the hotel are already dead. Going in now will not only put our officers in danger but also won't save anyone!"

The Police Commissioner's gaze shifted to Gordon's eyes, staring into them as she continued.

"How many people do you think are willing to risk going into the hotel with you?"

Gordon was momentarily speechless.

He turned to look at the officers, but without exception, they all averted their gaze the moment he looked at them.

Their attitude was clear.

Even if gas masks could isolate the Viper Potion's gas, don't forget there were still quite a few "infected" in the hotel!

These infected individuals possessed immense strength and were lethally dangerous before their bodies collapsed and they died!

It was just a job; there was no need to risk their lives.

Anger surged across Gordon's face, but he knew no officer would listen to him.

In the end, he could only angrily grab a gas mask from the riot control vehicle, put it on, and charge into the hotel without looking back, resolute.

Going in earlier might save one person!

Even if not, they could catch the criminal who released the gas sooner and prevent it from spreading further outside the hotel.

Harvey had intended to try and persuade Gordon, but there wasn't enough time. Seeing Gordon charge into the hotel, Harvey simply grabbed a gas mask, put it on, and followed him in.

Li Wei, watching this scene from the rooftop across the street, felt a touch of emotion.

He had to admit, Gordon looked quite dashing now. His sense of justice, combined with his uniform, was no wonder he became the King of Gunfire in this city...

Chapter 32: Who is the Culprit?

When Gordon and Harvey, wearing gas masks, rushed into the hotel.

They were met not by the usual respectful hotel doorman, but by a massive fist.

Fortunately, Gordon reacted quickly and dodged the attack with a sidestep.

Otherwise, that punch would have been enough to send him to meet his great-grandmother.

The former doorman's face was now covered in black bloodshot veins, his eyes filled only with madness and brutality.

"Why are you so late, why..."

The doorman roared continuously while launching attacks at the two of them.

It was hard to say whether the doorman's mental state at this moment was caused by the Viper Potion or by the release of pent-up negative emotions from living at the bottom of society.

For Gordon and Harvey, they had no interest in pondering this question.

An ordinary punch from the doorman could shatter the hard marble floor of the hotel. They didn't believe their bodies were harder than marble.

Gordon tried to say something to awaken the doorman and bring him back to his senses.

Under the doorman's fierce assault, he was clearly struggling.

The opponent could make countless mistakes, but he could only afford to make one!

Compared to Gordon, Harvey was more decisive. As the doorman launched a full-power attack on Gordon, Harvey finally found an opening.

He drew his gun and fired.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the doorman's body trembled violently before crashing to the ground.

Humans were, after all, flesh and blood. The enhancement from the Viper Potion couldn't make them impervious to bullets.

"Oh~ shit!" Gordon scratched his head in annoyance and turned to Harvey, complaining, "Harvey, maybe we could have tried to make him regain consciousness."

Harvey shrugged, unconcerned by Gordon's words.

"Buddy, I think instead of worrying about that, you should be thinking about how we're going to deal with those monsters."

In the hotel lobby, other infected individuals were slowly approaching, surrounding the two of them.

Gordon knew this too. His complaint was just a complaint!

"Of course! If they don't heed warnings, shoot on sight!" A grim expression appeared on Gordon's face.

Gordon and Harvey were in a tough fight, surrounded by infected people in the hotel.

Even though both of them were skilled fighters, and Gordon was known as Gotham's King of Duels, they couldn't overcome the sheer numbers of the infected.

At first, they could only struggle to defend themselves, just trying to avoid being sent to meet their great-grandmothers with a single punch from an infected.

Fortunately, the side effects of the Viper Potion weren't just that users would physically collapse and die over time. It also caused users to gradually lose their minds as they grew stronger, until they completely lost all reason.

The two men used this to their advantage, constantly dodging while looking for opportunities to shoot the infected.

After a hard-fought battle, they finally killed all the infected. The twisted corpses scattered on the ground were the result of their bodies collapsing.

However, both men were also on the verge of exhaustion.

"Damn Viper Potion!" Gordon cursed dejectedly, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Man, I think you should be cursing Weizhan Pharmaceuticals instead. They actually developed this monstrosity," Harvey said with a wry smile, leaning against a chair as he reloaded his weapon.

Due to his age, his condition was worse than Gordon's. Although he wasn't injured, Harvey felt as tired as if he'd been beaten on the ground for two hours.

Gordon shook his head. "Forget it, man. Cursing them here won't do any good. After we deal with this place, we need to hurry back and shut down Weizhan Pharmaceuticals! If this potion ever gets out, the consequences will be even more severe."

They didn't linger. After a brief adjustment, they got into the elevator, one after the other.

Now, the only living person left in the entire hotel was on the rooftop.

When the two pushed open the rooftop door.

The green gas finally dissipated before their eyes.

Since the rooftop didn't require a ventilation system, it was the only pristine area in the entire hotel.

Harvey and Gordon took off their gas masks and took a deep breath of the cool air.

They had never felt the air of Gotham, which was perpetually filled with smog, smell so sweet.

After exchanging a look, they loaded their firearms and cautiously walked towards the edge of the rooftop.

Next, they had to face the culprit behind all of this!

No one knew what they were about to face.

But to their surprise, when they reached the ventilation system, there were no infected people frantically attacking them, nor were there any traps.

There was only one man sitting next to the ventilation system, looking at them with a calm smile on his face.

The iron cans next to him, which were continuously supplying the Viper Potion into the ventilation system, were enough to prove his identity.

Stan Topolsky, the true developer of the Viper Potion.

"Stop right there!" Gordon shouted, holding his gun in warning.

Stan stood up straight and retorted to Gordon, "Everyone in the hotel is dead, right?"

"I order you to stop immediately! Or I'll shoot!" Gordon had no interest in wasting his breath on him and warned him again, his voice filled with anger.

Seeing Gordon's reaction, Stan understood that everyone in the hotel was dead.

He stood up, pulled out the flexible hose connected to the ventilation duct, looked at the remaining Viper Potion in the iron can, and forcefully sucked a large mouthful through the hose before swallowing it all.

Seeing this, Gordon's scalp tingled, and the hairs on his back stood on end all the way to the top of his head.

The infected who had consumed the Viper Potion were already difficult enough to deal with. Now, this guy was drinking so much of it directly. Perhaps only God knew what kind of monster he would turn into!

Black veins rapidly spread along Stan's face and eyes.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and with just one punch, he smashed through the rooftop floor!

"Turn around immediately, put your hands up, and interlock your fingers!" Gordon and Harvey yelled, ready to shoot him dead at any moment!

But to their surprise again, Stan didn't attack them.

Instead, he got up from the ground and said, "My plan is complete. The last of the Viper Potion is in my body. As long as Weizhan Pharmaceuticals' project can be stopped, the Viper Potion will never appear in this world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Stan turned, gave a slight smile to Li Wei on the rooftop across the street, and then leaped up, jumping down!

His speed had been enhanced by a large amount of Viper Potion, reaching an unbelievable level.

Let alone saving Stan, even firing their guns was too late!

"Bang!"

A loud noise echoed from below!

Gordon and Harvey rushed to the edge of the rooftop and looked down. Stan had landed on the concrete ground in front of the hotel, motionless. His body was contorted, and a large pool of blood slowly flowed from him.

He had clearly lost all signs of life.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

This time, not only Gordon was silent, but Harvey was too.

Was he really a criminal?

Between Weizhan Pharmaceuticals and Stan Topolsky, who was the real culprit behind all of this?

As the two recovered, Gordon's gaze inadvertently swept across the street.

He happened to see a figure flash across the rooftop before disappearing, and he couldn't help but frown...

Chapter 33: Electrify Him!

When Gordon and Harvey descended from the rooftop, Stan, who had fallen from the building, was already a twisted mess on the ground.

Not only were there no signs of life, but all his bones were completely shattered, rendering any rescue efforts pointless.

The rest of the process was much simpler.

Wait for the gas to dissipate, call in an environmental cleanup company, and begin clearing the scene.

Meanwhile, the police department had to deal with the remaining bodies in the hotel, which served as evidence.

This is what's commonly known as a cover-up.

Of course, the most crucial steps were to file charges against Weizhan Pharmaceuticals and to announce the case details to Gotham's media.

From Gordon and Harvey's solo charge into the hotel to Stan leaping from the rooftop.

Everything that happened today was captured by the long lenses and cameras of the reporters.

The police department had to present a conclusion before the newspapers and news broadcasts went out tomorrow.