This Is an Alien Girl

This surprised Batman.

In Gotham, few people could hold out against his methods.

After all, many of Gotham's super-criminals did not excel in combat. Even Penguin could not withstand more than a few moves from Batman.

"You have abilities like this. Why join a gang?"

Batman stopped and did not continue his attack.

After analyzing him, he concluded that although Li Ang had no combat skills, his sheer physical ability made him difficult to handle.

Li Ang was fast, strong, and impervious to pain.

He hardly seemed human.

Seeing Batman staring coldly at him, Li Ang immediately said, "Shit, I'm not one of her people!"

"But you work for the Iceberg Lounge."

Batman spoke.

Naturally, he knew Li Ang was not a member of the Falcone Family.

"Just trying to survive. Not everyone is born into wealth."

Li Ang replied in a cold tone.

He had been attacked out of nowhere. Even if it was Batman, Li Ang was not going to give him a friendly face.

"GCPD!"

At that moment, police sirens finally sounded outside.

Gotham's cops had arrived even later than Batman.

Still, that was normal.

When Li Ang turned around, he discovered that Batman had disappeared at some point.

The officers opened every passageway for ventilation. Only after the smoke had finally dispersed could they see what had happened inside.

The Iceberg Lounge had nearly been battered beyond recognition. Bullet holes and bloodstains covered the place, and quite a few people had died.

James Gordon said grimly, "These damned gangs are Gotham's cancer."

They immediately began securing the scene.

With so many dead, there had to be an explanation.

Not long afterward, Penguin arrived as well.

"Jim!"

Penguin spread his arms toward Commissioner Gordon and called out warmly.

But Commissioner Gordon did not even look at him, merely snorting. "Oz, was this your doing?"

"How can you accuse an innocent man?"

Penguin Cobblepot wore an aggrieved expression. "The Iceberg Lounge has always been a legitimate, lawful entertainment venue. Who would have thought it would draw someone else's envy?"

"If you're a good man, then Gotham has no bad men."

Commissioner Gordon sneered.

Penguin did not mind. Instead, he looked at Li Ang and the others, a harmonious smile suddenly appearing on his face. "You all did well. Bonuses will be handed out later, and take two days off."

After that, he went to deal with the GCPD.

Everyone gave statements, including Penguin.

After all, the Iceberg Lounge was his territory.

By the time everything was finished, dawn was nearly breaking.

Only then did Bald Victor come over to Penguin and ask quietly, "Should we retaliate?"

"Retaliate for what?"

Penguin said expressionlessly, "What good would retaliating against them do?"

"We're gangsters, not brainless idiots. Never do anything that brings no profit."

"Of course, we should reassure the brothers."

Wayne Manor.

A Batmobile drove into the hidden Batcave through the tunnel like a bumper car, throwing sparks all the way.

The hatch opened, and Bruce Wayne jumped straight out, removing his helmet.

"Master Wayne, judging by that grim expression, your night did not go well."

An elderly voice sounded. Alfred carried a tray bearing hot coffee and a warm, damp towel.

Li Ang was all Bruce Wayne could think about.

He had never encountered someone like him before. Unless he investigated Li Ang thoroughly, he would not be able to eat or sleep in peace.

As far as he was concerned, he wished he knew every person in Gotham.

He picked up the coffee, ignored the damp towel, and said to Alfred, "I need to investigate someone."

"I already did it for you."

Alfred truly lived up to his reputation as a "butler vigilante."

Having looked after Bruce Wayne for so long, he already understood him completely.

When they reached the supercomputer, Li Ang's information was indeed displayed on it.

"He came to Gotham under an assumed identity and brought a 'daughter' with him."

"But clearly, she was adopted."

"As for his background before that, it is classified as top-secret government information."

Alfred set the tray aside. "Master Wayne, you need to think this through. This may involve some mysterious department..."

Before he could finish, Bruce Wayne had already begun cracking the "top-secret" data.

"Well, you've always been like this."

Alfred could do nothing about it. He had long grown used to Bruce Wayne's personality.

Soon, the file was cracked.

When Bruce Wayne opened the classified information, all the records immediately appeared.

Li Ang's personal information, along with records of his previous life in Ohio.

It all seemed utterly ordinary—the life of a typical young American, spending every day either chasing women or doing nothing at all.

But then Bruce Wayne opened a satellite video.

The footage was blurry, but the situation could vaguely be made out.

In the video, a spaceship landed on Earth. Li Ang walked directly over and opened it.

Then... a girl crawled out from inside.

"Oh, dear."

Alfred said in a proper British accent, "It appears that this girl is an alien."

Bruce Wayne nodded.

"More troubling still, someone helped hide their trail. Otherwise, even in Gotham, they would have been discovered long ago."

"Well then, should we start considering the possibility of aliens destroying Earth?"

Alfred made a joke, but Bruce Wayne actually frowned.

Seeing that, Alfred had no choice but to say, "Don't take it so seriously. Perhaps she is merely a survivor."

As Bruce Wayne's butler, he had always been rather optimistic—a ray of sunlight in Bruce's life.

"What I'm thinking is, could there be other aliens on Earth?"

Li Ang received a few days off.

The Iceberg Lounge had been damaged, so it clearly needed several days of renovations.

At the very least, those bullet holes had to be patched up.

And after this incident, it was unclear whether the Iceberg Lounge's reputation would suffer.

But that was Penguin's headache.

Before leaving, Penguin even offered Li Ang a few encouraging words, as though he truly thought highly of him.

With the thousand-dollar bonus he had just received in his pocket, Li Ang planned to buy Kara something.

But even though dawn was approaching, most stores had yet to open.

Li Ang could only head to nearby Chinatown.

Sure enough, although it was only a little past five, the breakfast shops were already open.

He bought several steaming meat buns, along with two cups of soy milk and a few fried dough sticks, then hurried home.

Fortunately, the Diamond District and Chinatown were right next to each other. With Li Ang's current physical condition, he could jog home at a controlled pace without breaking a sweat.