Super Detective in the Fictional World

Watching everyone pack up pretty well, this middle-aged bandit finally asked for the final mobilization: "Well, pay attention. ”

Until everyone stopped and looked at him, he continued: "Tonight, we must act quickly and accurately, never get involved with the police, we are not here against the police. Just break in and retreat as soon as you find the target. If anyone is injured and arrested, keep your mouth shut, the resulting share will be entered into your reserved account under the supervision of everyone. Do you understand?”

The bandits were not very neat and answered back and forth: "I understand. ”

And then we all looked up.

Because there was a mechanically cold electronic sound on top of their heads, and they said, "Okay. ”

The quickest responders did not hesitate to point their guns at where the sound came from.

But there was nothing unusual about the sight of a group of people.

There was no shadow of anyone on the empty steel frame beam of the plant.

Just as the crowd was slightly stunned, a black giant slipped down from the shadow in the corner of the warehouse, and the cape behind him hardened into narrow wings, rushing towards them instantly.

Half-empty, the black giant slipped left and right onto the chest of the two outermost bandits, causing them to make a slight click.

Two bandits flew backwards and hit the next bandit.

Meanwhile, the black giant flew out of four shadows in his hands, carrying a grey wire behind the shadow, pulling out an arc and jumping at several of the furthest bandits.

Boom, boom, boom!

“Oops! Ugh! Pfft!” In a series of outbursts, seven or eight bandits were either kicked off or tied together by rope darts.

The cape behind it is now just back to normal, drifting slowly, and the black giant stands in the middle of a bunch of bandits.

“Warn me once! Everybody lay down your weapons and get down on the ground. I guarantee your physical safety.” The mechanical electronics went off and the triangular lenses on the black helmet flashed like a pair of blood-red eyes, looking cold at the bandits.

The pistol in the hand of a bald man fell to the ground, his mouth trembling: “Batman?! ”

Blood-red eyes look at this bald head: "Good, you'll be a man with good limbs when you go to jail. ”

The bandits were facing each other and nobody did it for a while.

If someone had just fired directly, they might have done it.

But the first guy to come out was throwing a gun and surrendering, so... do you want to surrender yourself?

Even if they were bad people, they weren't completely heartbroken., just turn on the TV in the last few days and you can see that Batman doesn't want anything in return, and the heroic act of saving people is naturally a little hesitant to shoot them.

Secondly, Batman's fighting power was terrible, and when three or five little gangsters met him, they punched each other in the face.

They're not punks, but nobody thinks they can handle an attack from Batman.

Luke sighed in his heart: Don't surrender! I'm just trying to complete Batman's manhood, just to say the word.

He could only keep saying: "Now, everybody throw down their guns, get down on the ground, and put their hands behind their heads. ”

The bandits still didn't move.

The first one, they don't dare.

The first bird has always been the bad luck, and the bandits know that.

But let them just get on their feet, and they won't.

Luke: “Warning! After three sounds, I will start the attack directly. One!”

“Two!”

“Bang!” a burst sounded, but suddenly dropped half a brick on the warehouse wall, smashing it on a broken iron leather, making a huge noise.

Bandits in high nervousness subconsciously pulled the trigger.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

The sound of the pistol was connected, but Luke only stepped forward, picking up the two bandits in front of him at a speed not too exaggerated, and smashing them into the neighborhood.

Attracting the attention of some through two flying bandits, his figure accelerated forward, holding a guy with an AK on his shoulder.

The guy's AK flew out of hand, but his entire body hung on Luke's shoulder, and he took several steps to get it off his shoulder and hit it on the wall.

Luke slammed his right foot on the cheek of the next bandit, his body spinning up, and his left leg slipped off the bandit who fired wildly on his right side.

The unlucky bandit fell like a shell into a bunch of bandits behind him.

The bandits are out of their minds right now, all they know is to pull the trigger wildly and fire at the black giant.

What makes them desperate is that when all the bullets hit that dark armor, they will break apart and leave a white spot on top.

Tap, tap! Whoa!

In a series of noises, Luke's figure did not stop at all, swimming around the center of the plant.

The bandits flew like sandbags, or by Luke's fists, or by the tonnage of Batman's armor, scattered like artillery shells.

In less than twenty seconds, all the bandits fell.

They groaned and moaned like a bunch of broken little girls, pounding the streets in strange shape.

A number of unlucky bastards are also beaten or hung or planted in various objects, including, but not limited to, table and chair benches, beams, vehicles, trash cans.

“Three!” Luke counted the last number not slowly.

Boom!

At the end of the speech, he suddenly kicked out his legs and the two bandits beside him, bound by rope darts, screamed.

“Ah!” “Ah! ”

Luke kicked both of them in the calves.

Luke stepped to the center and said, “I said, on the count of three, whoever moves again is not going to go to jail with all his limbs. ”

Two bandits weep: Brother, we're not tied up by you!

Luke was too lazy to care about these two unjust bastards: What's the most important thing about the family? Tidy, of course!

He has retained the vast majority of his strength in the battle just now, relying only on the bullet-proof capabilities of his armor, and has turned the bandits against him.

The killer was obvious, and the killer was crushed by at least one or two joints, and the temperament of hesitation was not harsh enough to break hands and feet at will.

His attention had shifted to the middle-aged bandit who had just climbed out of the ground.

Seeing the middle-aged bandit's body, the two hit places suddenly twisted like sand and dust, and a moment later the original twisted arm recovered as it had been.

Luke picks the eyebrows: “The psychic? ”

The middle-aged bandit laughed: “I'm going to kill you for forcing me to expose my abilities!” He rushed over.

With the footsteps of the middle-aged bandit, his body began to vibrate with fine sand and dust within a range of more than 10 metres, forming a whirlpool of sand and dust in less than two seconds.