Miao Mu walked out of the apartment building and took a puff of cigarette. The Hummer police car stopped at the intersection with its lights flashing.
Miao Mu stopped, took a deep breath of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and just raised his feet...
A figure suddenly rushed from the rear right, and a dark dagger slashed towards Miao Mu like a shadow.
"Murderous!"
Miao Mu The hair on my head stood up instantly, just like the feeling of seeing a poisonous snake, that kind of discomfort coming from the bottom of my heart.
When Miao Mu lifts his leg, he kicks backwards, regardless of whether the kick hits the target or not. He turns around and kicks again, which is another alternating series of kicks.
The figure behind him moved quickly, missing a single blow, and immediately moved forward. The dagger in his hand was dull, and the sharp blade was hidden behind the black paint.
In this dark night, I can't feel it, let alone see it.
The man was kicked by Miao Mu, and the blade also scratched Miao Mu's calf, leaving a bloody gash in his jeans.
"Get out!" Miao Mu shouted sharply, grabbed the garbage bag on the side, and threw it at the man.
The garbage bag was in the air, and was cut open by the man with a knife, with a joking look in his eyes, but after the garbage bag exploded.
Bang bang bang bang----!
M500 Revolver's gunfire echoed around like two explosive kicks.
The man's soul was filled with ghosts, and the playful look in his eyes turned into panic, and his body made a series of moves that could be called abnormal.
However, the damage caused by the.500 Magnum bullet, even if it is a scratch, is a serious injury that can shatter flesh and blood.
The man fell directly, one arm fell to the ground, blood spattered everywhere, and his fingers were still trembling.
Bang bang... click, empty.
Miao Mu The bullet in the gun was empty, he took out the lighter from his pocket, put his finger on the friction wheel and turned it.
Holy Flame Hammer sounded, and with a squeaking sound, white flames burned, holding it in Miao Mu's hand, like a burning lightsaber.
The figure who fell to the ground was like a wild dog with its back broken, wailing and crawling on the ground at a very slow speed.
Unfortunately, his leg was broken, and there was a bloody hole the size of a fist, spraying blood on his thigh.
Miao Mu is approaching step by step, but his eyes are scanning the surroundings.
In the Hummer police car at the intersection, Jerry and Nygma heard gunshots and quickly got out of the car with guns in hand.
"Mumu!" Jerry shouted forward quickly, holding a gun in one hand and taking out a tactical flashlight in the other hand to shine forward.
After confirming that there were no other enemies around, Miao Mu extinguished Holy Flame Hammer's flames and took two quick steps forward.
He stepped on the back of the man in front of him, reached out to grab his hair, and pulled off the hat on his head.
He looked quite unfamiliar and looked young. There were dense beads of sweat on his forehead and it hurt a lot.
"Tell me, who asked you to come?"
Miao Mu asked while pulling his hair. The man shook his head and snorted coldly. He was quite brave.
"What's going on?" Jerry also ran over.
Nygma held a small pistol in both hands and walked over timidly. He was really tired of this kind of rain of bullets.
"Give me the gun!"
Miao Mu reached out and grabbed the gun from Jerry's hand, and fired three more shots at the man's still intact right leg.
His thigh was directly broken by him.
"Ah!!!"
The man raised his head and screamed, his body shaking in pain.
Nygma Seeing this scene, he moved a little uncomfortably. Blood was flowing on the ground, and water splashed when he stepped on it.
"He won't live long!" Nygma quickly reminded.
Even an elephant couldn't bear this amount of bleeding.
"It's not that easy to die!" Miao Mu said coldly.
He took out the jug from his arms, Miao Mu pinched the man's mouth, poured half of the jug into his mouth, raised his pistol, and put it on the man's head.
"Tell me! Who asked you to come?"
Miao Mu yelled angrily, like an angry lion, full of murderous intent, without even the slightest hint of joking.
The man didn't show any fear at all. Instead, he grinned with a look of disdain on his face and gritted his teeth.
Miao Mu felt something was wrong and quickly opened his mouth. A mouthful of rich blood gushes out of his mouth and his whole body twitched.
"Poison... lethal!" Nygma covered his nose and took a look, confirming the situation.
However, not only did the man not die immediately, but he struggled painfully, writhing like a fish that fell to the ground, and kept vomiting blood from his mouth.
"What's going on?" Nygma was confused, this...
Poisons are used to induce quick death, so why is it so painful?
Miao Mu did know a little bit, so he put the wine bottle in his arms inside. It was really hard to die.
The man was twitching in pain on the ground. The lethal poison and the Immortal Wine created by Dionysium Gem were resisting each other, as if a world war was fighting in his body.
Miao Mu squatted down, looked at the man's painful expression, put the pistol on his head, and said in a deep voice, "Say it, and I'll give you a ride."
The man looked at Miao Mu, with a trace of prayer in his eyes, completely different from the one who would rather die than surrender.
"Justice... must be realized by oneself, ugh."
The man spit out a mouthful of thick blood again and looked at Miao Mu with pleading eyes, but Miao Mu's face was already cold.
Justice must be realized by oneself. This slogan in DC Universe only represents an organization, an organization that punishes the world.
They created a plague to loot Rome, and razed London to the ground with fire. They once wanted to use economic means to make Gotham completely disappear, but they failed...
That organization is called----Assassin League!
A killer organization that spans hundreds of years and was founded by Demon's Head, Lars Al Ghul.
This name may not be familiar to you, but his other name, Ra's al Ghul, is very popular.
Batman's master, old father-in-law, and enemies.
It can be said that Bruce·Wayne became the powerful Batman, and this "Ra's al Ghul" contributed a lot.
Although he has nothing to do with "ninja", if there is any relationship, he is more like the king of assassins, teaching Bruce·Wayne how to overcome fear and use fear as a weapon.
"Are you from Assassin League? Why did you come to kill me? Is there a reward for my head?" Miao Mu asked with a frown.
Assassin League, although it is a matter of exercising justice in name, but isn't that what the slogan is?
In essence, it is still a killer organization, so it naturally has the task of killing people, and... it is also part of the training.
Bane, the giant man who broke Batman's back, can be considered a member of Assassin League. He is just a transfer student who was trained there, and he is not a senior brother to Batman.
"Haha... you all... will die!!!"
The killer who wanted to assassinate Miao Mu shouted crazily and stared at Miao Mu with eyes full of hatred.
"I regretted it. You can wait here to die."
Miao Mu threw the pistol to Jerry, stood up and walked outside. The assassin was stunned for a moment, but the severe pain in his body made him twitch.
Nygma reached out and took a small thing he carried with him, and placed it on the wall on the side. It was a camera.
I originally got it with the intention of putting it on Otis's portable mouse, and it just happened to be in use now.
Miao Mu They left here, and only the assassin was struggling painfully on the ground. If he had a companion nearby, he would definitely appear, maybe...
Sitting in the car, Miao Mu took out his revolver and took out the quick loader he carried on his belt.
The.500 bullet is difficult to carry, so Miao Mu only brought a loader to pour out the cartridge case and load the bullet on one side.
Miao Mu's mind was filled with thoughts.