Fake Batman Attacks

The GCPD headquarters had been reduced to ruins. Commissioner Gordon sent everyone home to rest, leaving only a few to investigate the bombing.

Despite his anger, life had to go on.

Bai Lang decided to train first, using all the ability points he gained today to improve his strength before investigating the police station bombing.

As he opened the door, his neighbor, Mrs. Lisa, was bringing her son, Little Peter, home.

Upon seeing Bai Lang, Mrs. Lisa offered a polite smile before quickly ushering her son inside.

The little boy, full of admiration, tugged at his mother's hand. "Mom, when I grow up, I want to be a police officer just like the big brother next door."

Mrs. Lisa's expression changed instantly. She quickly grabbed her son's arm and warned him:

"Little Peter, Mom tells you, that big brother next door is already over twenty, accomplished nothing, and is utterly mediocre. He doesn't even have a girlfriend."

She stroked his son's head earnestly. "You absolutely must not be like him. In the future, you must achieve great things and not become a mediocre person."

An abandoned factory, a cluster of derelict industrial buildings.

Afterimages flickered within the open space.

Zooming in, one could see an arm constantly swinging.

After leaving home, Bai Lang had come here to practice his punches and test his newly developed Current Propulsion ability.

Roaring red currents crackled around his body.

Current Propulsion stimulated his muscles, each punch carrying immense, unparalleled power.

"Hya! Imperial Shocking World Palm!"

A palm strike imbued with tremendous force slammed into a one-meter-diameter iron ball nearby.

With a thunderous explosion, the iron ball was propelled, crashing heavily against the wall and leaving a large hole.

Fortunately, this place was far from the city; otherwise, such a commotion would surely have drawn attention.

"My strength has reached a terrifying ten tons!" Bai Lang looked at his arms, surging power brewing within.

"And this is far from the limit of Current Propulsion. With the power of my cells, I can even release the current externally, causing damage from a distance."

He pointed a finger at the iron ball in front of him, and a red lightning bolt instantly struck it.

The terrifying heat caused the iron ball to glow a dazzling red.

With just this move, the several-ton iron ball melted away.

Bai Lang looked at the melted iron ball and nodded weakly.

"This move is truly terrifying, but I have too little current in my body. Just one strike nearly depleted me. If I could reach 200,000 volts, I could unleash lightning attacks continuously."

A light blue panel appeared before his eyes.

[Name: Bai Lang]
[Lifespan: 23/120]
[Abilities: Level 1 Firearms Mastery (71%), Level 1 Combat Mastery (72%), Current Propulsion 49,000 Volts/500,000 Volts (Advanced Ability: Magnetic Field Rotation)]
[Ability Points: 3 (Gained by influencing the world)]
[Can spend 50 Ability Points to draw other abilities or unlock a feature]

"I gained 3 Ability Points today. All of them go to Current Propulsion!"

In an instant, Bai Lang felt the friction speed of the cells within his body increase dramatically!

[Current Propulsion 49,000 Volts] → [Current Propulsion 55,000 Volts]

Before he could even savor this immense power, faint voices reached his ears.

"Heh heh, the police station was blown to smithereens. Gordon must be furious right now..."

"Make sure not to leave any clues behind. If Batman shows up, besides Boss Bane, neither of us can stop him!"

"..."

Bane?

These voices seemed to be coming from the abandoned buildings next to the factory.

Hearing the voices of the people inside the factory, Bai Lang's expression shifted.

No wonder the police station was bombed; it was Bane's doing!

Could this be Bane's hideout?

Over a hundred people had died in the bombing during the day, turning it into a scene from hell.

If he hadn't been careful, he might have died in the explosion as well.

Thinking this, a surge of anger rose within him, and he immediately moved towards the source of the voices.

But on second thought, with his current appearance, if these people remembered him and had other accomplices, they might retaliate with bombs...

So he turned back, put on a suit similar to Batman's, and then headed deep into those buildings, following the source of the voices.

After walking for more than a thousand meters, he finally saw three muscular men holding rifles.

Bai Lang stopped and crouched down, preparing to find an opportunity to take care of the three men.

However, the conversation between the three stunned him.

"Tsk, Old Six, how was my performance in bed last night?"

The man called Old Six was the thinnest of the three, but upon hearing the words of the person next to him, he glared at the other man angrily.

"You damn faggot, I meant the compass!"

Another man next to him reached out and patted Old Six's butt, a lecherous smile on his face: "Heh heh, Old Six, will you let me have some fun tonight too?"

"I can do many things, like..."

By the time Bai Lang reacted, his ears had already absorbed the morally reprehensible vulgarities.

His face immediately darkened, and his gaze fixed on the three men.

Seeing that the three men were no longer as alert as before, he struck decisively.

"Quack! Faggots die! Sea Tiger Blast Punch!"

Following his angry roar, his fist, like a cannonball, smashed into the chests of the three men.

Before the three could react, a dark shadow, carrying immense force, pierced through them like skewers, taking their lives in an instant.

Bai Lang flicked his hand, tossing the three corpses to the ground.

He gritted his teeth, his face grim.

Damn faggots!

He couldn't even imagine what he had just heard; the thought of it made him sick!

It was truly disgusting!

He wanted to dig out his own brain and forget everything in his mind!

After killing the three men, Bai Lang continued further inside.

This was the largest area of the entire abandoned factory, with dozens of places from which Bai Lang could hear sounds.

He didn't know where Bane was at the moment, but he could capture someone to ask.

There were still several armed personnel patrolling the corridors with guns; these were Bane's subordinates.

Seeing "Batman" appear, the armed personnel panicked and opened fire.

But Bai Lang was prepared. Weaving through them, his movements were like a phantom as he knocked out the armed personnel.

Finding an empty room, Bai Lang brought the armed guards he had just knocked out inside.

He slapped two of the armed personnel awake. Seeing one of them about to shout, Bai Lang knocked him out again with a wave of his hand.

Then, he shifted his gaze to the other person who had woken up and said in a low voice, "Tell me, where is Bane?"

"F*ck you! Batman, I will never betray Boss Bane!"

Bai Lang placed his hand on the man's head, gripping it tightly like a vice.

"I have countless ways to make you talk, believe me, you don't want to know them."

Seeing that he remained silent, wisps of electricity flowed from Bai Lang's fingers to the man's body.

After being shocked for a while, even though his originally white skin had turned dark, Kent still refused to reveal Bane's whereabouts.

Seeing this, Bai Lang could only endure the disgust and repeat the moves he had heard the faggots mention.

As expected, upon hearing such cruel methods, Kent immediately caved.

He clutched his backside, his face filled with terror as he looked at the devil-like Batman before him.

"Boss Bane is at the largest warehouse!"