The Richest Man in the DC World

　　 Shortly after the ambush, Jim Gordon arrived, accompanied by not only criminal police, but also special police who have not left.

　　 The streets full of gravel and dirt seem to have gone through a war. The ground is pitted and there are many collapsed buildings on both sides, which are traces of the explosion.

　　 The trucks and Mercedes-Benz cars that were blocked at both ends of the road turned into scrap iron, and some places were still burning. As for the dead bodies lying on the ground without movement...

　　 After examining the body, everyone was silent for a few seconds, and then began to block the scene, search for the wounded, and reduce the impact of the incident as much as possible by confiscating the residents' mobile phones, cameras and other video tools.

　　 After talking on the phone with Luo Liliu, Jim squatted on the side of the road and smoked, taking one bite after another, and after a while, the ground was full of cigarette butts.

　　 From the voice of the call, it can be inferred that the director is in a bad mood and has a faint fear. Jim knows the reason for his fear. The previous Batman was cruel, but he never killed. Tonight is different. He killed.

　　 Killing this kind of thing, once you have the first time, you cannot control the second time. Jim has a deep understanding of this. It took him a long time to get rid of the idea of ​​killing people to end crime.

　　 Once Batman ignores the law and starts to lynch criminals, those who are superior will naturally feel fear.

　　 There is nothing more frightening than death!

　　 Ramires and Hank walked over quickly,

　　 "Captain, the reporters are clamoring to see you, asking you to explain the accident."

　　 "Shit!"

　　 Jim started a fire inexplicably, "I have a fart explanation, I want to explain it to Rob, let the fat man explain it to them."

　　 "Captain, keep your voice down."

　　 Jim shook his arm vigorously, the whole person looked extremely manic, Ramiris and Hank looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

　　 Things are getting too loud. There are dozens of casualties alone. There are also shops destroyed by rockets and citizens injured in accidents. These are basic problems, and the trouble lies behind.

　　 The black Lamborghini was personally inspected by the Sheriff of Gotham City, and no problems were found. Then he issued an order for release. However, such a violent incident occurred. If he is held accountable, Jim Gordon cannot escape his responsibility.

　　 After smoking three cigarettes in a row, Jim barely calmed down.

　　 "How about the casualties."

Hanke quickly said, "Seven injured citizens, all of them bruised, have been treated. As for the militants..." he paused and looked up at them. "Twenty-eight militants, all dead...including Uyghur Kedo Zavi."

　　 Victor Zavi!

　　 Jim's face changed suddenly, "Which Victor Zavi?"

　　 "It has been compared. It is Victor Zavi of the Falcone family. This is a photo."

　　 Jim took the photo and looked at it carefully. After confirming that it was the deity, his mood suddenly became complicated.

Victor Zavi is one of Falcone’s three killers. He is cunning and cold. He likes to use explosive weapons to kill opponents. It is said that he was caught by Batman some time ago and sent to the Eastern District Police Station with evidence. It didn't take long for him to be rescued by Falcone through various means.

Hank continued, "Through analysis, it can be preliminarily inferred that Victor Zavi was the planner of the ambush. He first sent people to block the north-south intersection with a large truck and a Mercedes-Benz, and then used submachine guns and bazookas to bombard the black Lamborghini. ."

　　 "According to the description of eyewitnesses, the black Lamborghini has bulletproof armor on the outer layer, which can perfectly defend against submachine gun attacks, even rockets will not affect it."

　　 Ramires cannot be channelled,

　　 "Rockets are useless! How can it be!"

"It’s not useless, it’s ineffective. The black Lamborghini seems to have the ability to intercept rockets. It can explode the opponent before the rocket hits itself by launching a blue beam. The mob fired a total of seven rockets, of which six were Solved this way."

　　 Ramires: "?"

　　 How can I have the illusion of watching a sci-fi blockbuster, the missile interception system, is this a function of a car?

　　 "The shock is still to come."

Hank shrugged and whispered, "Many witnesses have confirmed that the black Lamborghini has extremely powerful electric weapons, which can fire giant lightning and strike all targets within a radius of tens of meters. Victor Zavi includes his 27 The celebrities, Mercedes-Benz cars and large trucks were destroyed by two flashes of lightning."

　　 "Two shots!"

　　 Ramires' eyes widened and he was blindfolded, "Are you kidding me!"

　　 "I don't believe it either, but it's true. Someone took a video. I'll show it to you later."

　　 After speaking, Hank sighed and turned his eyes to Jim.

　　 "Captain, we all thank you, you saved our life."

　　 Jim opened his mouth and was speechless. The whole person was in shock. A thought suddenly emerged from his confused thoughts. If he didn’t let it go ~www.ltnovel.com~, he would instead follow the director's order to launch an attack...

　　 Thinking of this, my back feels cool.

　　 If you do that, it is not a mob lying on the ground, but the police and special police.

　　 Bulletproof armor, missile interception, super lightning...

　　 That's not a car! It is a fully armed monster.

　　 I don’t know what kind of pervert will install these things in the car, you think you are 007!

　　 "Captain, what should I do next?"

　　 Jim glanced at the corpses covered by white cloth on the side of the road, his tone was low,

　　 "Let's do it!"

　　……

　　 News of Victor’s death soon spread to the largest villa in the East Side.

　　 This is the former residence of the Falcone family, the most powerful place in Gotham City.

As the boss of the underworld, the news of Victor’s death did not make Falcone so angry as expected. He stood in front of the window and smoked a cigar, looking calm, but the housekeeper who had been serving him still smelled a difference. Unusual taste.

　　 A month ago, the bat freak who likes to wear a headgear broke into the master's private bedroom and beat him up, then stripped him to only a pair of underwear and tied it all over.

　　 Since then, the master hated Batman deeply and used all his power to put him to death, but Batman was too mysterious, no one found his whereabouts.

　　 Things dragged on again and again, and gradually, some bad words began to circulate in private. Many gang members thought that the master was scared by Batman and became an old trash who only knew to hide at home all day.

　　 For this, the master himself took action and killed a few disobedient guys to establish majesty.

　　 The effect is very good, but only temporarily. The root of the problem is Batman. If he does not die for a day, Falcone will never be able to look up.