Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Harvey walked out of the city hall with handcuffs. There were people from the Gotham Police Department on either side. Inspector Smith looked at him. The current head of the Gotham Police Department patted him on the shoulder and then bulged. Palm.

He is the first, then the second, and the third, this is praise, this is approval.

All the police know that Harvey cannot be Batman, and Smith has seen Harvey and Batman appearing at the same time, but anyone with a little brain knows why Harvey did this.

He used his Anxi as a bet to force out the clown hiding in a corner of the city, and let him know that there is obviously a net in front of him, and he has to jump in. No one doubts the feasibility of this plan. They are the old policemen who have dealt with criminals for many years. They know very well that criminals like the clown have their own persistence.

They are also quite persistent, he will definitely come, no one will doubt this!

The City Hall is not far from the Wayne Building, so when Harvey walked out with handcuffs, he saw Rachel standing aside. In fact, the policeman who escorted him had proposed to remove the handcuffs three times, but Harvey did not Care, this will make people believe more.

He saw Rachel, who strode over with Ah Fu, and she took Harvey’s hand.

"Why are you doing this? He can. You need to give him some confidence. You don't have to take risks like this."

Although the beauty in front of him rejected him not long ago, Harvey made no secret of his love for Rachel. He shrugged. He should have given Rachel a gentle kiss, but he has his own principles after all. Get in the police car and beckon to Rachel,

"Don't worry, I will come back to play a game."

He spoke briskly and took out his silver coins with some difficulty, "On the upside, I return safely, on the other hand, let's go on a date again, how about?"

Rachel was angry. Harvey’s smile was very contagious. She also had a smile on her face. After all, Batman and Cyber, the two most capable guys in Gotham, would escort all the way. It looks like Harvey is in danger. The possibility is not high, she put her arms around her shoulders,

"Harvey, do you really have to rely on luck to decide this matter?"

Harvey Dent pouted and threw the silver coin in his hand to Rachel before the door of the police car closed.

"No, I never believe in luck."

The police car drove towards the police station with a harsh siren. Rachel looked at the silver coin in his hand. The front side was carved with characters, and the back side was still carved with characters.

This is a rare wrong coin. According to its issuance year, the value of this silver coin can hardly be measured by money.

"Yeah, you never believe in luck."

Rachel took a deep breath and looked at the police car going away, "You create luck"

"Hurry up!"

Standing in front of the police station, the heavily armed Sheriff Smith, wearing a body armor and a steel helmet, shouted at the chaotic subordinates,

"Hurry up and dress up, everyone must be involved!"

Soon, there were policemen standing in front of him. They took out automatic weapons that they would not normally use, shotguns and gas grenade used to disperse the crowd. They looked at Smith.

"You all know what we are going to do tonight, right?"

Smith yelled that the sheriff Gordon most trusted was a middle-aged man who had been in the police station for more than 20 years. He was a completely veteran tough guy and very prestigious. He waved his arms.

"That bastard killed 7 policemen and killed Gordon and Lauber in the past half month. If there is anyone in this city who I want to strangle to death by myself, the clown is definitely the first night. To escort Harvey to prison, yes, we all know he is innocent, but we also need to know that he made this sacrifice for Gotham!"

"That should be what we did!"

Smith’s gaze swept across everyone’s eyes, he didn’t see fear,

"Very well, we are walking with the hero {dressing, and we will leave in 5 minutes!"

Everyone gets busy again,

This is a prudent protection.

Smith checked the condition of the vehicle for the last time, then opened the door and sat in the co-pilot. He was holding a shotgun in his hand. He looked at it. In the driver’s seat was a heavy-duty policeman wearing a helmet and mask. The other party nodded to him, and in the back seat, there was another guy sitting, also wearing a helmet and mask, with only one pair of eyes exposed, looking like two ruthless characters.

"I hope you can fight enough, buddy."

Sheriff Smith leaned back on the chair comfortably and shot his gun, "Gotham will be a sleepless night tonight, maybe we won't be able to come back."

The tough guy is also struggling in his heart. He also has wives and children, but seeing his companions die one by one, even if it is he, he has to take up weapons and fight the clown to the death.

This is Gotham, this is a savage region in the civilized land where anyone who is more vicious can live better. The clown would never want to turn it into his own evil country.

At eight o’clock in the evening, the prison vehicle started. In front were two heavily loaded police vehicles full of policemen, and behind them were 7 Mustang police vehicles that were also full of policemen. There were also two armored vehicles with heavy weapons. At every intersection from the police station to the prison, once they encounter a situation, they can get support in every place.

This is almost a force that cannot be destroyed in the city.

In a darker corner, a huge black armored car as large as a tank started silently. It had a wheel as high as 1 person running across the ground of Gotham, and the sound it made was only the size of a car. It was far away. Hanging behind the convoy is completely unobtrusive.

On the other side almost parallel to the convoy, the Saber with his saber buckled the evil ghost mask, turned over and rode on the black tomahawk, two rows of eight car headlights turned on, and the steel beast launched under the control of the owner. The weak vibration drove him into the darkness silently.

In the sky of the city, a police helicopter took off 5 minutes after the convoy set off. Four heavily armed police officers with long and short arms sat on it. If it weren’t for the bridge to go from the police station to the prison, it’s estimated. Even those patrol boats will be dispatched.

The police and their allies have done their best, and the net for dangerous people has been spread, all for the guy who is about to enter the net.

Joker, the guy who turned the whole city upside down by himself, TheJoker, after escaping from prison, there was no guy who showed up again.

"!"

The police officer sitting in the open police car saw a blazing flame in front of the dark, empty road. He cursed and grabbed the intercom.

"There is an obstacle ahead, which completely blocks the road. He wants to force us into an underground tunnel!"

Sheriff Smith also saw the large, fully lit fire truck in the middle of the road, blocking the road ahead tightly. He asked loudly,

"Can you get around?"

"No, sir, I don't know what's in this car, it will explode at any time!"

"dry!"

Smith hit the car window with a fist and grabbed his hair. "Then go into the tunnel and rush to Fifth Avenue as fast as possible!"

"Yes!"

The convoy turned slowly, and Smith stared at the burning fire truck. On the front of the red car, he used something to wipe out a botched portrait of a clown, which burned like a silent mockery of the clown.

He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to open the safety of the gun in his hand, and the guy sitting in the second row made the same action, they knew.

Here comes the clown!

As a modern big city, there are many underground tunnels in Gotham City. The one they are walking is about 3,000 meters long. It moves at full speed. It only takes less than 3 minutes to get out. Everyone here knows that it will not be so easy.

Everyone is ready to fight, but the surprise attack is always unexpected.

Sheriff Smith turned his head and looked at the dark tunnel outside the window. On the other side, there was a vehicle moving in the opposite direction. He saw a heavy truck approaching oncoming ahead with a container on the back. There seemed to be nothing wrong. , But the next moment, he saw the truck swinging outwards, and then slammed into the guardrails of two roads, with a crazy momentum, head-on into the armored car at the front of the convoy.

"boom"

In the impact of this kind of embroidery on a large volume, even armored vehicles designed for urban warfare are extremely disadvantaged. The truck with a very high chassis almost crushes the armored vehicle, and its entire front is raised high. Under the squeeze of the armored vehicle, it hit the concrete pillar above the tunnel frontally.

Flames, explosions, all of these bombarded everyone in front of them. The police car following the armored car had no time to brake and slammed into the back of the armored car whose roof had been crushed. Was quickly engulfed by the burning fire.

"Go! Go out!"

Smith yelled with a gun. The heavily loaded policeman who drove slammed the steering wheel. The sturdy prison car also smashed the guardrail in the middle of the road and rushed into another lane, but the next moment, in the outer lane, another truck Coming from behind, a large line of characters was written on its container with flame-like beating text.

"Massacre is the best medicine"

This is what Cyber ​​said to the clown. Obviously he listened. While the rest of the police watched and opened fire, the center of the container was pulled apart, and the one who was greeted was half kneeling on the ground, holding his shoulders. The clown gang members of the rocket launcher, they wear all kinds of clown masks, standing in the center of them is a clown holding a pistol.

He was still wearing that dirty purple suit, with black gloves, his face was covered with white oil, the eye sockets were black, and his scarred mouth was dark red. In a high-speed vehicle, he was facing the convoy. Everyone showed a smile, waving the muzzle in their hands wildly, shooting disordered bullets everywhere,

"Hello, the game is about to begin!"

"boom"

The rocket was launched. At a distance of less than 20 meters between the two sides, this destructive weapon almost instantly hit the Mustang police car following the prisoner’s body, and then exploded, with hot flames and ignited, which was blown into the sky. At the moment of residual darkness, all vehicles following behind were blocked.

There was also a heavily loaded police car in front of the prison car that kept going, but the clown grabbed the rifle in his hand and fired with his evil men, and soon shattered the glass of the police car. These villains were also counterattacking by the police. I fell down four or five, and then kicked off one by one by the clown.

Behind the truck, there was an armed pickup truck that rushed out. The villains also wearing clown masks set up the Vulcan machine gun fixed behind the pickup truck. This dark horror thing appeared on the battlefield in the Middle East. In a city like Gotham, amidst the wild laughter of the lawless bastards, a storm-like bullet tail blasted in the darkness.

Tens of thousands of bullets completely penetrated the rear reloaded police car in less than 2 seconds, and a dazzling fireball illuminated the darkness.

Flying bullets and roaring explosions lit up the entire dark tunnel at this moment. Smith was holding the shotgun. He watched all this in horror. Everyone's live ammunition gave him courage, but now it seems, In the face of this crazy opponent, even if he is holding a gun, don't even think about feeling safe.

"Rush out quickly, don't pester them! Get out of the tunnel!"

He grabbed the communicator and shouted, "Get out and we will have air support {We will beat them into hornet's nest from the sky!"

But at the moment Smith's voice just fell, the clown personally picked up the grenade launcher, and amidst his frenzied shouts, a crooked grenade shot out of the barrel, centered on the site where the police car was heavily loaded in front.

"boom"

The explosion at this moment completely swallowed the entire dark blue police car, rushed it up, and smashed it on the concrete floor above. Smith looked at the flames getting closer and closer, and he turned to look at the policeman in the driver’s seat. The companion's eyes widened, as if he didn't even want to avoid it, and rushed to meet the burning remnant in front of him. Smith firmly grasped the handle of the car beside the seat.

His pupils were getting bigger and bigger, and in the end he couldn't bear the fear bursting from his drunkenness.

"Do not!!"

"boom"

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