I Create the League of Heroes in Gotham

"Ah!" This was the scream of a Gotham citizen.

"Khada Jhin actually appeared..." This was the broadcast from a reporter on the scene.

In the crowd, a disheveled young man named Jerome stared blankly at the gorgeous flower of flesh and blood in front of the bar's entrance, muttering to himself, "This feeling is amazing..."

A seed called madness quietly took root in his heart.

Li Wei didn't care about any of this; his eyes were only on art right now!

Art must be perfect!

At this moment, he stood on the rooftop of a tall building in the distance, dressed in a costume, wearing a pale mask, one foot on the edge of the rooftop, and a dramatically shaped sniper rifle in his hand, aiming at Maroney Bar.

"Our performance has begun. Let's kick it off..."

"Starting with a perfect curtain call, this will be a unique performance..."

Chapter 10: Absurdity is the Ultimate Aesthetic

With the sound of the gunshot, this grand performance finally began.

It had to be said that the gangsters sent to Maroney Bar had some professional qualities.

After the second-in-command was turned into a flower of flesh and blood by Li Wei, another minor leader immediately took command.

"Everyone, find cover and counterattack from the windows. The opponent is a sniper!"

Under his command, the other gangsters moved quickly within the bar, trying to find windows to counterattack.

The strategy was correct, but the mistake was that their opponent was Li Wei, and Li Wei was no ordinary sniper!

Li Wei had planted Invisible Lotuses of Universal Admiration under all the bar's windows during the day.

With this move, almost all the Invisible Lotuses of Universal Admiration were triggered simultaneously!

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

A series of explosions rang out.

Dark purple, semi-transparent lotuses bloomed one after another.

In an instant, a riot of colors, a sea of flowers, dazzling and enchanting.

But hidden beneath this romantic sea of flowers was a chilling murderous intent.

Under the chain reaction of the explosions, the roof of Maroney Bar was even blown to pieces by the blast wave.

The situation inside the bar was even more tragic.

Some gangsters who only triggered one lotus were better off; although losing limbs was unavoidable, they still had a chance to survive.

But those who triggered two lotuses at the same time were miserable. They didn't even have time to groan before they were blown into pieces on the spot.

These scattered pieces fell all over the ground, and quite a few even landed on the ground outside the bar.

Upon landing, these dismembered body parts also transformed into a ground full of eerily brilliant flowers of flesh and blood.

This scene was filled with a horrifying aesthetic.

The surviving gangsters in the bar, however, were in no mood to appreciate this beauty; their hearts were gradually being eroded by fear.

No one knew how Khada Jhin managed to smuggle so many explosives into the bar under strict guard, just as no one knew what those explosive semi-transparent lotuses were.

But now, all the gangsters in the bar knew one thing: the bar was no longer safe. No one knew if there were other explosives hidden in the bar!

It was just the opening, and before they had even seen Khada Jhin, they had lost two-thirds of their men!

Although they had no cover and facing a sniper in the square outside was like being a live target, the only way was to charge out. Perhaps with their powerful suppressive firepower and the crowd outside as cover, they could have a chance to survive by killing Khada Jhin!

Fear was useless. The fate of the gangsters from Scott Mental Hospital had already told the others.

Khada Jhin's subordinates left no survivors!

"Everyone, grab your weapons! Charge out with me! The target is at the three o'clock position!" the minor leader roared, his eyes bloodshot.

He had survived the explosion and was fortunately not seriously injured.

At his command, the surviving gangsters rushed out of the bar en masse.

The gangsters' strategy was flawless, completely correct.

As they had guessed, there were still untriggered Invisible Lotuses in the bar.

These Invisible Lotuses could not only explode but also provide Khada Jhin with vision around the lotuses.

With vision provided, Li Wei could use his sniper rifle to pick off the gangsters in the bar one by one!

The sniper rifle in Li Wei's hand was not an ordinary sniper rifle produced by an arms factory, but Khada Jhin's magic sniper rifle - Whisper.

Penetrating ordinary walls was as easy as pie.

Of course, even if these gangsters rushed out of the bar, it wouldn't cause Li Wei much trouble.

They had underestimated Khada Jhin after all.

Li Wei, on the rooftop, watched the gangsters rush from the bar into the square through the scope of his sniper rifle. If he wanted to kill these gangsters, it would take at most ten seconds, and that was without harming anyone else!

From the very beginning, this was an unsolvable, perfect kill!

But Li Wei didn't have as much, because art needs to be visually appealing!

Simple and crude performances are ugly and vulgar!

When Li Wei noticed that the police officers outside the bar, led by Gordon, were closely following the gangsters and rushing towards him, the corners of his mouth beneath his pale mask curved into an arc, and a hoarse whisper escaped his throat.

"Now, the show will be even more spectacular!"

"Dance for me, sing for me!"

After his position was exposed, Li Wei wasn't flustered at all, because this was all within his expectations.

He never intended to hide when he chose this spot.

Can a performance without the actor on stage even be called a performance?

As his position was revealed, more and more people looked towards the rooftop where he was hiding.

Gotham TV's cameras also pointed in that direction.

"Oh my God, Khada Jhin is there! The costume, a mix of purple, white, and gold, reminds me of a Roman emperor..."

The reporter from the TV station, at the opportune moment, began to explain to the audience in front of the camera.

Li Wei also noticed the commotion and smiled slightly. He straightened his body on the rooftop, bowed deeply and humbly towards the ground.

This was the first time everyone had truly seen Khada Jhin's true appearance. The costume, the pale mask, sent chills down their spines, an involuntary coldness radiating from the depths of their hearts.

At this moment, everyone had a misconception, as if the man standing on the rooftop wasn't a killer, but a professional opera singer!

Li Wei raised his gun again and, under the watchful eyes of everyone, began to shoot at the gangsters below.

The gangsters, armed with various light and heavy firearms, and holding Gotham citizens hostage as shields, continuously charged towards the tall building where Li Wei was.

This made the police officers who wanted to stop them hesitate, fearing collateral damage, and unable to act, they could only follow behind them.

But unfortunately, the situation began to reverse the moment Li Wei opened fire.

Shields? Hostages?

None!

Those held by the gangsters often only heard a light "whoosh," and by the time they came to their senses, the gangster who had been holding them had already turned into a splendid flower of flesh and blood, lying quietly on the ground behind them.

The cameraman from Gotham TV was also a talent. Under his camera lens, from stillness to motion, there was a sense of extreme contrasting beauty.

The gangsters gradually realized that this tactic was useless and, in their panic, began to unleash suppressing fire towards the rooftop where Li Wei was.

But this method was also useless. Not to mention the range and accuracy of their firearms, even if a stray bullet occasionally flew towards Li Wei, he could dodge it with an elegant posture at any time.

Instead, the gangsters' covering fire accidentally injured quite a few other Gotham citizens.

The minor gangster leader, seeing no chance of victory, knew in his heart that there was probably only one last method left – to pave a path forward with human lives.

"Brothers, charge with me! As long as we get into that building, he's dead!" the minor leader roared, his eyes splitting with rage.

His cry was filled with tragic heroism, adding a discordant sense of fragmentation to the entire scene.

Li Wei, at the top of the rooftop, frowned. "Noisy!"

The next second, a faint purple light pierced through the minor leader's heart, and then the minor leader turned into a brilliantly blooming flower of flesh and blood.

Only then did Li Wei nod with satisfaction. Now the performance was finally harmonious.

Under the cameras, the entire square was like a grand stage, and a magnificent opera was being performed.

The noisy sounds of the square seemed to transform into the background music of the stage, and the protagonist was the man in costume standing on the rooftop.

Everyone present had become supporting characters.

An indescribable elegance permeated him.

A frenzied atmosphere, and people danced in this eerie atmosphere.

The flowers of flesh and blood, spreading gradually from Maroney Bar, were like an ever-extending sea of flowers, filled with a suffocating romantic horror.

At this moment, countless viewers sitting in front of their televisions lost the ability to speak, their hearts filled only with shock. Their limited vocabulary couldn't describe the scene at all.

The reporter in front of the camera, muttering to himself, voiced their innermost thoughts.

"I never thought that grotesque, magnificent, chaotic, elegant, terrifying, and brilliant could describe the same thing..."

"Indeed, all absurdity is extreme aesthetics..."

Chapter 11: A Hellish Joke

Although shocked by the scene before him, the cameraman from Gotham TV was very professional and did not forget his job.

The camera lens remained focused on Li Wei and the other main actors.

Through the live broadcast, the entire Gotham saw the scene.

With such a huge commotion, even the Gotham citizens who, for various reasons, hadn't paid attention to this live broadcast at the beginning, were now paying attention to it, thanks to their friends' recommendations.

Even the homeless people on the streets of Gotham gathered outside shop windows, watching the live broadcast on the televisions within.

The name Khada Jhin echoed throughout Gotham!

Li Wei's mission was more than halfway complete.

Next, all he needed was to bring this grand performance to a perfect conclusion.

Meanwhile, under Li Wei's precise sniping, more and more gang members fell on the charging path.

The brilliant sea of flesh and blood continued to extend forward, but the number of surviving gang members dwindled.

And the Gotham police officers continued to trail behind the gang members, approaching the building where Li Wei was located.

"Faster, faster! Move it!" Gordon roared.

But the officers, even at their fastest, were only about five meters behind the gang members, and no matter how much Gordon yelled, they wouldn't get any closer.

"Fuck! Only a few thousand a month, and we have to join such a dangerous operation. The most ridiculous part is that we have to fight alongside these scum now! I really want to shoot them all!"

One officer muttered curses while reloading.

"Alright, buddy, who knows why the Police Commissioner agreed to Gordon's request. Let's just keep this distance," another, older officer beside him said. "Just do what I do, fire a couple of shots into the air. No need to risk your life for these scumbags."

As he spoke, he raised his gun and fired two shots into the air.

"You make a good point, buddy..."

It wasn't that Gordon wasn't trying, it was just impossible to lead a group of actors and an atmosphere squad!

And on the rooftop, Li Wei maintained a considerable understanding with these Gotham police officers (the precinct's actors).