Chapter 72

Batman quickly disappeared, and Q had no time to care what he was going to do. After all, her mission was far from complete.

"Red Hood?"

"I'm here."

The cold young voice came from the compact communicator.

After trying it, there was no noise and there was no problem. Q unconsciously raised his eyes and warned: "Are you still in the Black Mask lair now? Be careful, their potion is not quite right, the effect is a bit too prominent."

It has surpassed now The scope that humans can develop is something that belongs to space, or...gods.

A few flashes of deep red flashed in the girl's dark eyes.

Suddenly concerned, the person over there paused before continuing: "You don't have to worry about it. I know that my more than ten years in Gotham were not in vain." Well, is

this angry or not? Then she would just pretend that he wasn't angry.

Q said calmly: "I will send someone to support you."

She hung up the communication and blocked the response from the red hood.

Red Hood: Grass.

The members of Italy and the black organization were right next to her, their heads bowed in a polite manner, without any reaction to the series of things she did.

The youngest godfather in the other world regained his calm and cold expression, his eyes were indifferent and lifeless. He turned to the person with the highest position at the scene and said: "You go and assist Gin in eliminating the remaining resistance forces. Don't avoid Black Mask." "Don't

avoid it. "" was silently replaced by "key care" in the man's heart.

The man nodded: "I understand."

I don't know why the godfather has changed his appearance, but he is still powerful. Maybe he wants to find the black mask himself. There must be something special there. All they have to do is clear the unnecessary roadblocks for her. enough.

And they have also seen the ability to transform people. A person with this level of transformation is enough to fight against one or two, not to mention that Black Mask's inventory may not be much less than that of Penguin. The man knew in his heart that there were many capable people and strange people on the east coast of America, which was naturally different from Italy. They were not on the same route to begin with, and it was even more difficult to intervene in a task of this level.

However, what he didn't expect was that Q planned to go there in person instead of sending other high-level combat forces or confidants in the organization.

She deliberately squeezed the time and

thought calmly that if Jason was injured in any way, she would definitely use the "mental cage" to stabilize her mind this time, and then use the drugs used by the black organization to kill her. They were all used by the culprit, and He Shandi asked him to try his torture method that was fused with the best of hundreds of families.

Yuna's self-positioning is not that of a good person, but she can beat the people she keeps in her special circle. If others want to move, she must think carefully about whether she can withstand being beaten by "Phoenix? Phoenix" "The ability to keep an eye on.

Fortunately, so far, there are not many people included in this range...

well, Yuna thought, there are still a little bit more than 100 million.

It's just that this world is missing.

Yuna was extremely fast, and used the vampire technique. In a moment of thinking, she had arrived at Jason's position shown on the locator. Before she even got there, she saw Black Mask and several modified people. Fight with Jason.

Perhaps dying once had a great impact on Jason. His

progress was rapid. Even if he was beaten and suppressed by so many people, he did not show any signs of fatigue. In Yuna's view, he could leave here at any time and escape.

Something is wrong. Although it looks like this, the intelligence network of the black organization shows that Black Mask has never fallen behind the Penguin.

His close combat ability should not be underestimated, not to mention his mental abilities. He is probably waiting for an opportunity to completely kill the Red Hood.

The angle of Red Hood's twin guns was unpredictable, and the technique he used was also strange and unpredictable. It was not the same as the spear skills that most people are familiar with today. It was extremely agile, fast and flexible, so when he noticed a person above him, he fell down lightly. After that, even if he couldn't tell where the other party was for a moment, he relied on his own intuition and accurately sent the bullet there.

After seeing the true face of the visitor, Red Hood said: "..."

Grass. Why is it that every time his little sister appears, she is walking on the line of death after being beaten away by him - the way he died.

Red Hood swallowed back the curse words with difficulty, and as a result, his face became colder and his temperament was particularly chill. His originally extremely ruthless and violent methods became extremely ruthless.

It is indeed scary to face Batman. Batman's ability to beat people is really shocking, but there is also a reassuring point, that is, he will not kill people. This not only makes the

ordinary residents of Gotham extremely reassured, but also makes people feel at ease. Let all the villains, big and small, feel a little more at ease.

But this new vigilante who appeared in front of him and seemed to intend to be stationed in Gotham for a long time, actually... ignored Batman's established rules. Just now, his men had lost countless lives.

It is no longer a simple injury, broken bones or shattered bones throughout the body, but death itself.

Others, such as ordinary people in Gotham, would not be shocking if they kill people, but if they are vigilantes in Gotham who obviously have a special relationship with Batman, then it will be more interesting.

It's just that Black Mask has no time to think about this at the moment, let alone plan the battle.

One of the cyborgs surrounding Jason has thick limbs all over its body. It is by far the most difficult opponent. It can grow a second one after cutting one off, and it works well with Black Mask's men. Two of its arms were broken off by Jason's large-caliber twin guns. In the blink of an eye, two more arms were drawn out, and one of them jumped towards the Red Hood.

Red Hood seemed oblivious and showed no reaction to its attack this time.

A strange surprise flashed in the eyes of the modified man whose specific form could no longer be seen, and his face was distorted. The black mask activated his mental abilities at the same time. Although something felt wrong, he was also blinded by the victory that was so close at hand.

What's more, what Red Hood has done in the past few days has already filled him with hatred.

The red hood was indeed affected by the mind control, and his movements showed serious flaws. Even if the hood covered the expression on his face, the black mask felt that the other party was very uncomfortable.

But the other one didn't seem to be affected at all.

There seemed to be a flash of silver light for a moment, which was inexplicably more frightening than the oppression brought about by the transformation.

The limbs - no, rather they were tentacles. Before they reached Jason, they suddenly froze, then flew out heavily and hit the ground with a "bang".

At the same time the reformer's head It fell to Black Mask's feet and spun around a few times.

"..." Black Mask suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

After fighting in the darkness for many years, he felt the blood rushing straight to his head. He retreated at the fastest speed in his life, but the light of the sword in front of him followed him like a shadow, blocking all his paths accurately and leisurely, as if he had never moved. .

He kept using mental control, but it

was useless. Cold sweat had spread all over Black Mask's forehead.

The two guns were clearly in his hands, but his hands could not exert any strength, as if they were suppressed by higher-level creatures.

He could only see the tip of the knife, and knew that he was about to be killed by the knife, and he also knew who the other party was, but so far, the person clearly did not hide his aura when attacking, and he could not see her at all!

Black Mask suddenly understood what despair was.

More desperate things are yet to come.

This time, what was clearer than the tip of the knife was the muzzle of the gun that was pressing against his waist and still radiating heat.

There is no way back.

Cleaning up the remaining Black Mask, Penguin forces and gangs can be left to the elites brought by Italy and the subordinates of the black organization. When Batman came to ask for Black Mask, he was held back by the Red Hood, so Black Mask was lying quietly in the cell of the black organization.

"Ta", "ta", "ta", the footsteps came slowly and slowly, approaching the cell step by step, and there was also the respectful voice of "Mr. Dazai".

The young man's voice has the crispness of a young man, but also has a sweet and gentle meaning. Listening to it, people can't help but outline his expression: "Go down, I will personally entertain this guest~" "

Zhiya——"

The door was pushed open.

"What old-fashioned equipment," Black Mask vaguely heard the young man say with disdain, "TV dramas don't even act like this anymore, okay? After all, he is the new king of Gotham now. Isn't this too stingy?"

Soon, that As soon as the voice wavered, he came to him. He reluctantly raised his eyes and saw the young man's face close at hand. He was observing the burn marks on his face. There was some extremely quiet curiosity in his iris-colored eyes, but in the cell, It seems a little dark and unclear.

There were bandages on the other party's face, forehead and eyes, but it was more like he put them on himself.

Even though he was beaten so hard that he was barely able to stay awake, and the black organization just hung on to his life without giving him any other treatment, Black Mask could still remember who the man in front of him was.

Osamu Dazai, the black organization's controller who became famous in this war.

He has participated in many recruitments of other forces, large and small, but without exception, as long as he intervenes, there will be no second possibility at all.

"Hello,

Gotham's once-famous Black Mask." The young man said with admiration: "It is indeed well-deserved."

Black Mask's blood surged almost instantly, and he stared at the black-haired boy who deliberately stepped on the thunder with precision. , and the other party was wearing a black suit jacket. He squatted down casually and dropped it to the ground. He put his right hand on his chin with a leisurely posture. His iris-colored eyes were inexplicably blood red. He looked at him calmly with slightly curved lips, as if It's like watching a play.

Black Mask's heart suddenly became cold.

He suddenly felt that the young man in front of him seemed to have escaped the category of "human being".

"I will ask you three questions."

The black-haired boy said with a smile, as if he still had countless patience at this time before his curiosity disappeared.

The gun in his hand made a quiet sound, the sound of a gun being loaded.