Chapter 84: The Ultimate Pursuit

Gotham, the streets of the ghetto.

A dark red Ferrari and a dark military off-roader, whichever one appears here are eye-catching enough, but only more so when the jarring combination is paired together.

The sports car's engine roared, echoing through the barren streets like a roar. Half of the other motor vehicles could not be seen within the visible range of the front and rear vision. The two vehicles were speeding on the open road one after the other. When they flew past a corner, they attracted the unkempt homeless man lying on the side of the lamppost. He looked up numbly.

Until the black chariot that seemed to rush out of a sci-fi set rushed into the block with a dull battle cry.

Talia Or Gur caught a glimpse of the Dark Knight's car in the Ferrari's rear-view mirror, and couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of her mouth. The driver in the driver's seat beside her reminded with a slight change in expression: "Master, he's catching up."

"I know." Talia still lay calmly on the soft backrest. "If I don't catch up, then I'll have to start wondering if he's an impostor. Tell everyone to get ready to fight."

The rear of the Batmobile spit out a light blue flame, and the surrounding air was refracted and twisted under the high temperature of the arrogant flame. It is like a good horse charging on the battlefield of ancient times, chasing at an absolute superior speed, and the distance between it and the rear of the off-road vehicle in front is rapidly shortening.

Of course, the Assassin Alliance is not as simple as the ordinary street gangsters. Although they are all ninjas who major in ninjutsu and martial arts, that does not mean that they can only use primitive cold weapons. Just when the Batmobile was about to bite into the rear of the off-road vehicle, the black tailgate suddenly fell off with a small "click", and it came circling like a huge dart against the wind. Batman slammed the steering wheel, and the black chariot broke out with amazing maneuverability in an instant, bypassing the whirling iron gate with an incredible arc, and the latter smashed a phone booth on the side of the road.

A dark-colored Gatling multi-barreled machine gun was exposed at the rear of the off-road vehicle that was thrown away from the rear door. The barrel was more than half a meter long, and the long magazines extended from the magazine into the body like noodles, as if there were endless Ammo capacity.

The black-clothed ninja squatted at the rear of the car and manually cranked the Gatling's crank. Several gun barrels were rotated by the crank, and the gun body erupted with a beast-like roar, spitting out a long string of flames.

The rain of bullets roared at a rate of more than a thousand rounds per minute, crackling against the Batmobile's casing and windshield, and sparks splattered with countless shells.

But Batman seemed quite confident in the bulletproof ability of his car. He didn't dodge or evade at all. After adjusting the direction, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and at the same time manually pressed the button of the tail jet. As flames spewed from the turbine engine, the chariot roared torn apart the smoke screen and the rain of bullets and slammed into the side of the off-road vehicle with a heavy body with powerful kinetic energy. Although the chassis of this off-road vehicle is also stable, how can it withstand such a hit by the Batmobile, the whole body rises directly from the ground, rolls in the air for several laps, and then falls head-on on the sidewalk, dragging a string of sparks and slipping out of the old Far. The fierce Gatling was also turned into countless pieces of parts on the spot in the play.

Leaving the four-wheeled off-road vehicle behind, the Batmobile accelerated again, biting the tail of the dark red Ferrari. The driver in the Ferrari driver's seat tried his best to turn around with the superb skills of various racing drivers, but no matter what, he couldn't get rid of the ghostly black chariot behind him. The distance between the two sides is getting smaller and smaller, but Talia is still sitting in the passenger seat with a calm expression.

The two sides chased to a viaduct, and the Batmobile was about to catch up with the back of the dark red Ferrari just when the two sides reached a fork in the road. However, at this moment, the dark SWAT assault chariot traversed from the branch road like a weasel, and the front of the car hit the flank of the Batmobile at full speed, like a sudden ram. The Batmobile involuntarily veered away, and the out-of-control front of the car smashed the stone steps between the fork and drove onto the opposite fork.

The front part of the SWAT assault vehicle was also severely deformed under the collision, and half of the cracks also climbed on the windshield. It drove to the front of the Ferrari where Talia was, and protected the Ferrari like a trailblazer.

Batman, who was hit by the opposite fork, did not brake but continued to accelerate and sprint along the fork. He knew every street in Gotham as well as the garden behind Wayne's house, including the viaduct, of course. The Batmobile crossed two more forks and went backward for some time against the speeding traffic on a branch road of the bridge. It went back to the main road from a branch road in front but instead took a step ahead of the assassins.

Batman pressed a button on the steering wheel at the moment when the chariot passed the last corner and rushed back to the main road. The slender black fibers flew out from the flank of the chariot and slammed into the guardrail at the corner. The dark chariot drew a huge obtuse-angle arc back to the main road, and the SWAT armored vehicle facing him was less than twenty meters away.

At such high speeds, it was already a very dangerous distance, but neither side slowed down. The driver of the SWAT armored vehicle was also a desperado. In the face of the Batmobile that suddenly rushed back, he stepped on the accelerator almost reflexively and hit it with maximum horsepower. And Batman also didn't mean to give in at all. The tail of the Batmobile spits out a blue flame again, like a runaway wild horse galloping forward.

"The Star Wants To Retire"

The moment that couldn't be released, the time was so short that it wasn't even a breath. Batman slammed the steering wheel at the moment when the two cars were about to meet, and the chariot broke out with incredible super performance again. It forcibly moved away from the impact track, and the flames from the turbo engine were pulled out in the air. A light blue arc, the black fiber shot from the chariot's flank was shattered straight in this series of movements.

Without the slightest collision, the SWAT assault vehicle hit the black fiber at a super high speed. The huge impact force tore off the guardrail through the fibers, but the armored vehicle also got off the ground, following the same example of the previous four-wheeled off-road vehicle.

The driver of the Ferrari took a deep breath and braked the car urgently as early as the Batmobile escaped. He steered the Ferrari to a dangerous and dangerous drift in the middle of the viaduct and reversed his figure in just two or three seconds. Kung Fu turned around and rushed out at full speed as if escaping from some extremely terrifying demon.

But the "Devil" obviously did not let them go. The Batmobile cut off the fibers of the flanks, and turned around the body flexibly and swiftly, chasing the direction of the Ferrari also against the flow of traffic. Two cars, one red and one black shuttled from side to side like crazy, maintaining an extremely exaggerated speed per hour. On the elevated road, the horns were constantly honking, and the traffic was chaotic.

But this time, the Ferrari that escaped from day to day seemed to have finally exhausted its means, and the pitch-black chariot roared hurriedly chasing up from the rear. Rao, even if the driver had ten times better driving skills, there was nothing he could do. He glanced at Talia in the passenger seat involuntarily from the corner of his eyes and saw that the devil's daughter was still sitting on the seat, her face still unwavering as if she was still in her grasp until this step.

Five meters, that's the last remaining distance between the Batmobile and Ferrari. At this distance, in the blink of an eye, the dark chariot will overturn the luxurious red sports car with its domineering impact and turn it into a ball in the middle of the road. Rotating scrap iron.

Thunder-like sounds came from the thick clouds in the night sky. The clouds seemed to be torn apart, and a super-speeding afterimage swooped down to the road from the high sky at an inhuman speed, like a plane locked on the bombing target. glider.

Without any chance to react, the heavy Batmobile lifted off the ground after being violently slammed by an irresistible external force and landed on its side. The rapid friction between the black metal casing and the ground burst out a long string of sparks. . The flame in the turbine engine went out, and the inertia caused the body to slide more than ten meters until it smashed the railing outside the bridge and stopped.

The manic beast came to a stop, sparks throbbing all over its body, and the engine sounded like a wounded whine. The alarms of all the systems in the cabin went off, and Batman was strapped down to his seat, head down, feeling like a computer case about to die.

He unbuckled his seat belt and tried to pull the lever to open the door, but the door appeared to be stuck and didn't respond.

The red boots landed in front of the Batmobile's cracked windshield, and the red cape dangled behind the man. The other party ripped off the stuck door of the Batmobile like two pieces of scrap cardboard and threw it aside casually. Batman struggled to focus his blurry vision and saw the face he was beginning to feel strange and the mocking "S" on his chest.

It's the knockoff version of Superman. Damn, he looks so real.

The red Ferrari also stopped, Talia, opened the door, got out of the car gracefully, and came behind the superman with arms folded.

"Good night," she smiled. "Sleep well, Dark Knight."