The Death Knell Has Rung-Are You Ready for Your Epitaph?

Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap——————

Gunshots rang out, and Selina, who had been framed, quickly climbed and moved across the rooftop.

Using the steel beams of the roof as cover, she blocked the bullets. Remembering the gadgets in her belt, she hurriedly opened the hidden boxes, took out Flashbangs, and threw them down.

Boom!!!

A burst of fire erupted, accompanied by the screams of gang members, and a fireball rose from the spot.

Clearly, this is not Flashbangs, but a hand grenade!

The warehouse was in chaos. Several gang members rushed up to the second floor, brought out their beloved semi-automatic firearms, and pulled the trigger at Selina's location, interrupting her thoughts on life.

Selina flipped and jumped down from the warehouse beam to the ground. After landing, she rolled and rushed into the shelves full of goods, using the cover to hide her petite figure.

Her heart was pounding. She heard a flurry of footsteps approaching her. Selina's palms were sweating, and she frantically fumbled for her belt again.

Compared to Russell, the gang members posed far less of a threat, but Selina would rather face Russell than this group of ruthless outlaws.

Admittedly, Russell never held back when beating her up, beating her to a pulp several times, and even breaking her nose.

But she knew very well that Russell was just beating her up, not really trying to kill her, and that he would even treat her afterwards.

Gang members are different. Although they are weak, they have guns and kill without blinking an eye.

Unable to distinguish between Flashbangs, grenades, and Smoke Bombs, Selina pulled out three throwing knives, reminding herself to muster her courage and not be intimidated.

With a whoosh, she threw a throwing knife, aiming at the gang members on the second floor.

Three gang members used firepower to suppress her, preventing her from escaping and making her their primary target.

The throwing knife went straight for the gang member's arm. Overall, Selina wasn't a bad person. Dropping the grenade was a mistake. If she were to take the initiative to attack, killing would definitely not be her first priority.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Three throwing knives flew down, hitting the arms of three gang members squarely... and extending up to their faces, all striking their right eye sockets.

"..."

Seeing the three bodies that had fallen helplessly from the second floor, Selina turned pale. Reality was so different from the movies that she wanted to give up her dream of being a superhero and just be an ordinary office worker.

Even being Russell's assistant, 24/7, would be fine.

"Be careful, the enemy is skilled. Don't reveal yourself!"

"Grenades! Throw grenades!"

Hearing the ring pop open beside her ear, Selina was so frightened that she crouched down, covering her head. She crouched by the shelf, her mind flashing back to the images of the three gangsters' corpses falling to the ground. Her hands and feet trembled, and she couldn't muster the strength to run away.

Thud! Thud! Thud—

Suddenly, gunshots rang out, and beams of blue light shot down, detonating the grenades in mid-air.

Before the gang members could react, another loud bang occurred. The tightly closed steel gate was as if it had been struck by a savage beast, flying backward and shattering into countless pieces of metal flying everywhere.

"You scum, the death knell has tolled. Are you ready with your epitaphs?"

Russell walked through the gate, holding Desert Eagle. Behind him lay a pile of corpses, the gang members responsible for guarding the gate.

Russell couldn't understand Batman's no-kill policy, nor did he want to argue about any grand principles; anyway, he...

Cough cough!

All he knew was that these men had pulled out guns and pulled the triggers, each one wanting to kill him, and that was enough.

Russell, clad in Deathstroke Armor, wielding dual pistols and carrying Adamantium longsword on his back, intimidated the gangsters in the warehouse with his menacing appearance. They took cover and fired sporadic shots, none of which hit Russell; they all whizzed past him.

Russell scanned the entire area with his eyes, using Mind Stone to clearly 'see' the gang members hidden behind cover.

He rushed forward, leaped up, and used the shelves as footholds to fire in all directions. As he dodged the incoming bullets, each time he pulled the trigger, a scream would follow.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud—

A total of 27 penetrating Mana Bullet were fired. He landed and came to Selina's side. He blew out a puff of non-existent gunpowder smoke and stuffed the Desert Eagle God behind his butt.

The screams and groans continued inside the warehouse; the Mana Bullet only pierced the guns in the villains' hands, but did not kill them.

"Selina, stand up! Superheroes shouldn't be trembling at a time like this!"

Russell looked at Selina, who was curled up with her head in her hands, grabbed her collar and tried to pull her up, but Selina wouldn't let go, so he just pulled her up into a ball.

"I don't want to be a superhero anymore..." Selina said pitifully, her eyes blurred with tears, her whole face a mess of tears, just like a female ghost in a horror movie.

Russell gasped, nearly slapping Selina across the face in fright. Mind Stone that she was on the verge of a breakdown, he felt a pang of guilt.

Even after being brutally beaten for four days, her mentality was still that of an ordinary person!

However, this feeling of apology came quickly and went even faster, disappearing from Russell's mind in just 0.003 seconds.

Selina wanted to be a superhero, and Russell helped her realize her dream by giving her a few extra days of tutoring. It was her own fault that she couldn't keep up.

"If you don't want to do it, then don't. Anyway, you don't have any talent. You can just make a living with your looks."

As Russell spoke, he casually placed the shrunken Selina on the shelf, then turned to look at several gang members with menacing eyes who were loitering around.

He was originally intended to be a practice tool for Selina, but now he has to take care of it himself!

"As expected of Gotham, this ruthless, death-defying spirit is truly unbelievable..."

When reading DC Comics, Russell could never understand why criminals always liked to use knives when facing superheroes.

Especially when facing Superman, Batman, and the Flash, they are all fearless, as if they can stab their opponents if they move quickly enough.

It's not just ordinary fry; some high-IQ criminals are the same, abandoning their most proficient schemes and tricks in favor of hand-to-hand combat with superheroes.

They persevered despite repeated defeats.

Now he understood; those eyes were filled with madness!

"Crazy as it may be, that kind of fighting spirit is not bad. To show my respect, let's have a battle between men!" Russell didn't use his dual pistols, but drew the Adamantium Blade from his back and slowly walked to the open space in the center of the warehouse.

The long knife pointed diagonally at the ground, and soon a group of menacing gang members stood in front of him. Judging from their practiced licking of the daggers, it was clear that the blades were not poisoned.

Meanwhile, Selina, infected by the chilling atmosphere, quietly peeked out to watch the fierce battle that was about to unfold.

"You scum, you may all be social outcasts, the kind of bastards who'll go to hell after you die, but you earned my respect with your courage..."

Russell beckoned with his hand. "Come on, charge at me, I'll be the one tolling your death knell!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill!!"

"..."

The gang members screamed, brandished short daggers and long knives, and charged forward with bloodshot eyes. Despite having fewer than thirty members, they created a bloody battlefield atmosphere.

"Good timing!"

Russell shouted, sheathed the Adamantium Blade, and then tapped his wrist guard.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Vertical Takeoff Glider flew in from outside the gate, hovering above Russell's head. Two machine guns were set up, and small Rocket burst forth, sweeping across the flesh and blood bodies.

Smoke filled the air, and in the blink of an eye, apart from Russell, there was no one left standing in the arena.

"Sorry, I was just saying."

Russell scanned the entire area, then spat... He only spat on the ground after removing his mask.

Selina: (°°)

She felt that her decision to give up was a very wise one; the world of superheroes was too difficult for her to understand.

"Don't be surprised. To deal with bad guys, you have to be worse and more shameless than them. That way, they'll be afraid and behave like honest people." Russell, riding his glider, pulled up a bewildered Selina. "Let's go. I'll take you home. From now on, be a good office worker. If all else fails, find a rich guy to spend the rest of your life with!"

Gotham East!

Russell had been to Selina's apartment before and knew the way well. The glider landed on the roof and dropped her off.

Seeing that Selina was still in shock, Russell sighed inwardly. The girl had suffered quite a shock tonight, so he decided to see her through to the end and kindly led her through the stairwell to her doorstep.

Of course, if Selina wanted to invite him in for a coffee or something, he would definitely refuse.

For no other reason than that he doesn't drink coffee, ice water is fine with him!

Before going downstairs, Russell swiftly removed the Deathstroke suit and tossed it, along with the glider, into his Space Ring.

As for Selina's Catwoman outfit, since she no longer wants to be a superhero, the outfit cannot be kept and will be recycled depending on the circumstances.

Even if there's no situation, we have to find a way to create one.

The door opened, Selina rushed into the bedroom. Russell, worried that she might do something irrational, followed her closely.

Before he could even get inside, he was locked out, and the door nearly hit his nose.

"Sigh, it's so hard to be a good person these days!"

Russell shook his head speechlessly. Selina must have misunderstood something; he was a very simple-minded person.

Less than ten minutes later, the bedroom door opened, and Selina, dressed in simple pajamas, wrapped the Catwoman outfit in a handbag and, with a hint of reluctance, handed it back to Russell.

Goodbye, my superhero dream is not for me!

Russell said nothing, took the bag, patted Selina on the shoulder, waved goodbye, and was about to leave.

Click!

The door to the apartment suite was pushed open, and a stern-faced white man walked in, scrutinizing Selina before finally fixing his gaze on Russell.

"Uh, don't get me wrong, there's nothing between me and Selina."

Upon seeing Selina's boyfriend appear, Russell immediately explained, "She was in a bad mood, so I just took her home. Also, although she's been staying at my place for the past few days, there's really nothing between us!"

Just then, another tall man walked in. Russell was a little confused and turned to Selina: "Um, you have two boyfriends?"

Bang!

Four or five more burly men walked in!

Russell: "..."

Selina, I misjudged you. I thought you were an innocent girl, but I never expected you to be a hidden Celia!