Bruce Wayne had never imagined that he had set out to find Falcone, only to end up protecting Rachel Dawes.
This childhood friend he had grown up with was naturally also someone Bruce Wayne liked. But spoiled playboy Wayne was not the type for an idealist like Rachel Dawes, while the great Batman was destined to be alone. So everything Bruce Wayne did tonight was really just protecting someone else's future wife.
Even though he understood that perfectly well, Bruce Wayne still charged forward without hesitation. He swung his fists, beating Falcone's gangsters until they were groveling on the ground, using their suffering to spread the Dark Knight's authority.
These gangsters, who killed without batting an eye, were also scared out of their wits by the giant bat that had suddenly appeared. If they had not been so physically tough, Batman would have broken his no-killing rule on only his second mission. Of course, they would have died of fright.
After dealing with the gangsters, Bruce Wayne forcibly suppressed the urge to hold Rachel Dawes and confess his feelings. In a deliberately hoarse voice, he coldly discussed a plan with her to work together and send Falcone to prison.
After exchanging a few words, Bruce Wayne vanished into thin air once more. While playing the hero and beating up thugs earlier, he had successfully obtained Falcone's hiding place.
Tonight's raid was destined to fail, and Falcone would inevitably receive word of it. He had to get there as quickly as possible, or Falcone would move somewhere else again.
Bruce Wayne climbed into his cool Batmobile. Officially, it was called a bridge construction vehicle, but in truth, it packed more firepower than an ordinary tank. One stomp on the gas probably burned through hundreds of dollars—anyone who was not a billionaire