The Richest Man in the DC World

　　 When a group of plainclothes policemen carrying grenades, assault rifles, and bazookas appeared in the largest drug processing factory in the western suburbs, Martin Hope was directly confused.

　　 hurriedly called the boss Falcone and asked him to take care of the group of detectives who collected money but didn't do anything.

　　 As a result, the call failed, and a blood hole exploded in his forehead.

　　 On the roof of the building 400 meters away, an armed special police turned on the intercom:

　　 "Mr. Gordon, the suspect Martin Hope has been killed."

　　When the boss died, the people underneath were in a mess. Some wanted to escape, some took out weapons to prepare for a deadly battle, and some wanted to destroy the evidence. Unfortunately, they underestimated the police's determination.

　　 When Hope died, the police outside the door immediately rushed into the factory without making any negotiations. Anyone holding a weapon would be baptized with bullets.

　　 This scene also happened in other places. The police gave up the previous rules and regulations and evolved into cold-blooded soldiers. As long as they encounter resistance, they will give a fatal blow.

After the news spread, some members of the anti-drug team joined in spontaneously, and their information was more comprehensive. Previously, due to various restrictions, anti-drug operations could not be carried out. Now it is different. Gotham has entered anarchy and they have become unrestricted. That group of people.

　　 With the help of the anti-narcotics police, a mighty anti-drug operation began.

　　 In just one day, 23 drug production dens were broken, 34 people were killed, 107 people were wounded, and the seized drugs could fill a hut.

　　 The drug network in Gotham City has suffered a devastating blow never before.

　　Drugs are the main source of money for gangs. Without money, nothing can be done.

　　 After night fell, the purge action did not stop, but became more rapid.

　　Time is precious, every minute and every second cannot be missed.

　　 Jim Gordon knows very well that once the people above react, it will increase many uncontrollable unexpected factors.

　　 The action must be accelerated.

　　……

　　 Gotham City, Wayne Manor Underground Base.

　　 The huge screen is playing the latest video sent by the drone, which records the firefighting process between the gang and the police in detail.

　　 When several gang members were blown into flesh and blood by the rocket launcher, Bruce unplugged the power, walked to the hanger, and began to wear the bat armor.

　　 "Master, you should rest tonight. The police don't need Batman to help. They are doing very well."

　　 Bruce whispered, "This is so smooth, I always feel that something is wrong."

Alfred sighed helplessly, "Master Wayne, I think you need a date. For example, Miss Quezel from Arkham Asylum, who is not only a master of psychology, but also a beautiful face and attractive Body, having a candlelight dinner with her is very helpful to your tense nerves."

　　 "Alfred, I don't want to hear cold jokes."

　　The old butler sighed, "Gotham City has a population of tens of millions. It is not only Bruce Wayne who wants to make it better, such as Jim Gordon."

　　 Hearing the name, Bruce stopped.

　　 "He is indeed a good policeman."

　　 Alfred was noncommittal, poured a cup of strong tea, and joked while drinking, "A good policeman who allows his subordinates to carry mortars to bomb the gangster lair?"

　　Bruceston smiled, put down the Bat armor, walked to the computer money, and logged in to his social account through the remote control program.

　　 There are hundreds of messages in the information bar, most of which are about the Gotham riots. Some hope that Batman will stand up and find corrupt individuals who are hiding, while more people hope Batman will kill Falcone.

　　 To be honest, Bruce was very excited about this proposal. As long as Falcone is killed, the Gotham Gang will become a mess of sand and cannot make waves.

　　The question is how to do it.

　　Falcone disappeared shortly after the riots. No one knew where he was.

　　 "Alfred, if you were Falcone, where would you hide."

　　 "Leaving is the best choice."

　　Bruce shook his head, "He won't leave, he must be in Gotham City."

　　 "Gotham City covers an area of ​​nearly 2.5 million acres, and there are intricate underground tunnels. It is not easy to find someone in such a large area."

　　 Bruce sighed, "Find it slowly, as long as he doesn't leave, he will always find it."

It’s not just Bruce Wayne who is looking for Falcone, everyone in Gotham City is looking for him, especially the angry citizens. They want to ask this man behind the scenes: Why do you want to destroy my city now? This look.

　　Falcone has become the enemy of the whole people.

　　 once succumbed to his forces, such as Maroni, the Red Mantle Gang, etc. have begun to expose their ambitions, and even a thief like Catwoman sneaked into his villa to steal a box of jewels as trophy.

　　Falcone is like a behemoth about to die, and many people are waiting to get a piece of his corpse.

　　 Unconsciously, the time passed three days.

　　 Gotham City finally ushered in new changes. At nine o'clock in the morning, former deputy mayor Sam Vick addressed the media reporters and all citizens in front of the damaged city government building.

　　 Behind him stood a good policeman headed by Jim Gordon and an incorrupt judiciary headed by Harvey Dante.

　　 After a painful speech.

　　 The anger in the hearts of the citizens has calmed down a little bit~www.ltnovel.com~ People finally understand what is going on with the guns that sounded from time to time in the past two days.

　　 It turned out to be a joint operation between the police and the FBI to combat the drug network in Gotham City.

　　 When a truck full of drugs was pulled to the city hall, everyone was shocked.

　　 The police doused gasoline, and the deputy mayor himself lit the fire.

　　 As the flames lifted into the sky, the huge square was flooded with cheers.

　　 "Falcone is over."

　　 Luke shook his head, his face was full of emotion, a man of half a lifetime's efforts was destroyed like this, I believe he must be very uncomfortable at this moment.

　　 Emily asked from the side, "Do you know where Falcone is?"

　　 "Do you want to catch him?"

　　 The girl nodded. After these two days of experience, she has become more mature, the childishness between her eyebrows has disappeared, and she has become more sharp.

　　 "Except for Edwin Mitch and Johnny Vidi, the other subordinates were either dead or caught. The branches were pruned cleanly. It's time to start with the trunk."

"It's still early."

　　 Emily wondered, "Where is it early?"

　　 "You only pruned the branches, but didn't deal with the roots. Falcone can achieve today's position not only by the Gotham senior, but also by more powerful guys."

"I do not understand."

　　 Luke stretched out his hand and pointed up, "The White House, politicians of the two parties, and the FBI's top leaders are what Falcone relies on. Don't underestimate a family's decades of operation, which involve too many secrets."

　　 Emily couldn’t believe it, "You are too exaggerated."

　　 "No exaggeration at all."

　　 Luke took a sip of the juice and sneered, "If you don’t believe me, think about the president’s remarks."