Chapter 83 Assassin League

Talia Or Ghul in a crimson dress hurried out of the hall, the bald man with a mustache followed him with a silver suitcase, and the billion-dollar kryptonite was locked. in this iron shell. The dark red Ferrari had been waiting outside the door for a long time. The two of them got into the car one after another, and the Ferrari's engine roared away.

The dark red sports car drove out of the city center and came to an abandoned warehouse in Gotham Wharf.

From the outside, there doesn't seem to be anything to notice about this warehouse, all the windowpanes are crumbling and cobwebbed, the roof structure looks crumbling, and the exterior walls haven't been touched in years, so dirty it's hard to think to Hold your eyes for a few more seconds.

But when the bald man opened the metal rolling shutter, the style of painting inside suddenly changed. I saw two rows of burning braziers standing neatly in this abandoned warehouse, and the flickering firelight illuminated most of the space. The brazier encloses a circular space in the center of the warehouse. Oriental ninjas wearing black uniforms and covering their faces with black clothes are dancing with knives and swords in the middle. Shaking violently with the wind.

The ninjas tacitly put away their blades as Talia walked gracefully, and saluted her neatly and respectfully. Talia strode between them and ordered, "We're done here. Everyone, prepare to evacuate."

No one made any sound, and all ninjas started to execute commands as if they had been entered into a machine, precise and efficient.

An imperceptible smile suddenly flashed across Talia's stern face, as cunning as a fox but extremely charming. With one piece of her right hand, three dark gray darts suddenly appeared in her hand. She whirled, and the dart suddenly dropped, drawing three hidden arcs and flying into a dark corner where the firelight couldn't reach the height of the warehouse, and then she stopped moving as if engulfed by the darkness.

Talia chuckled: "Since everyone is here, why hide? We haven't seen each other for so long, so why don't we come out and say hello."

After a few seconds of silence, a black shadow jumped down, and the wide cloak opened in the air, like the wings of a bat.

Batman squatted down in front of Talia, staring vigilantly straight at the beautiful and dangerous face through the white eyepieces.

"Blue Gourd Sword Fairy"

"Hi, detective." She greeted with a smile, "Long time no see."

"It's not long enough." Batman said coldly, "Talia, what did you do this time?"

Talia smiled and raised the suitcase in her hand: "I guess you already know."

"I will stop you."

"Oh of course you will, you will try hard, as always," Talia said, "but this time, you will fail."

She turned around and started walking towards the warehouse door. "Sorry, detective. I'd love to catch up with you, but I still have a car to catch, so let's do it next time."

"I think it's fine now."

Batman said hoarsely and rushed towards Talia who had his back turned to him. The moment he saw that his right hand was about to catch Talia's shoulder, a figure suddenly jumped out from one side, and a vague fist shadow instantly occupied his field of vision. Instinct told him that the person was extraordinary, and he had to stop for a while and shrank back to avoid the punch.

It was the mustache bald man who followed Talia during the auction. He pushed Batman back with one punch. After taking the initiative, he was relentless, and his fists alternated swiftly and fiercely, both fast and fierce. , so dense that it is almost watertight. Batman dismantled the parry with his arms while dodging left and right, taking four or five steps back until his back collided with a stack of empty wooden boxes stacked in the warehouse. The bald man followed with another punch. Batman was shot and rolled on the spot. The opponent's powerful fist smashed the wooden box in the middle, and a stack of boxes collapsed to the ground.

"Os," Talia led the remaining ninjas and chuckled before going out, "try not to kill him."

"Yes, Master." The bald man was still expressionless as if his face had been engraved this way since he was born, and had long since lost its function of changing expressions.

Batman gritted his teeth. Assassin League Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are countless unknown masters, and this Os seems to be quite difficult to deal with. Batman is confident that he can take down this big man, but it is very difficult to fight quickly in a short period. He couldn't stay here too long, or it wouldn't be so easy to catch Talia next time—she was a master at missing.

Os stood in front of him, his burly figure was like a hill, and the bones of his ten fingers made a "click" sound. He roared like a raging bull, his fists lashing out with a fierce wind. Batman ducked his head sideways, took two steps back to the left, and used a little trick of unloading to block another punch from the opponent. Os shouted, one punch was faster than one punch, the momentum was like a violent storm, and the punching wind made the dust fly all over the place.

Batman even dodged and blocked the ground with seven or eight moves, and roughly figured out the guy's path. The brute force of this guy named Os is amazing, it is estimated that he should be born. His set of fierce and fast punches was almost tailor-made for him, which could maximize his strength advantage, completely control the rhythm of the battle, and suppress the opponent's breath.

The power is very strong, but it is also very simple and easy to understand, because he only pursues fast and fierce, and there are almost no variations in all his moves. Generally, it may not be obvious when facing the enemy, but once it encounters a real master, it is easy to become an Achilles heel.

Just like now.

After thoroughly seeing through the ways of this bald man, this guy is not a threat at all. Batman no longer dodged, he stepped forward to face the fierce attack, turned his head to avoid a punch, and grabbed the opponent's wrist, he pulled his hand with force, and at the same time, the whole person got under the opponent's arm. past. Batman grabbed Os's arm with his left hand, and at the same time slammed his right elbow into the opponent's rib, and his right fist immediately bounced, hitting the bridge of his nose before the pain signal even had time to transmit to his brain.

Os couldn't help crying out "Ah", desperately trying to break free from Batman's shackles with brute force, turning around and punching. But his move had already been seen through, and Batman evaded the punch by leaning back slightly, slamming his black boots on the back of his knees. Os couldn't help half kneeling on the ground, and Batman turned around and slammed his leg on his chest, and the huge force shook him to the ground.

Without giving him a chance to breathe, Batman jumped over him, grabbed Os's right arm with both hands, and put a foot on his shoulder. As soon as he gritted his teeth, his arms suddenly exerted strength, only to hear a crisp bone cracking sound from Oss' shoulders, the latter couldn't help screaming "Ah", his face instantly turned pale, and his forehead was full of fine particles beads of sweat.

But this guy is really a bully, and at this point he is still clutching the corner of Batman's cape with his other hand that is still intact, trying hard to get up again. Batman had to slap him hard on the forehead, knocking him out completely.

Two minutes, not too long, but still too late.

Batman took a deep breath and walked out of the warehouse. At this time, the sky was getting and the night fquietetly, and the pier without a trace of light was silently shrouded in darkness. Until two beams of lights pierced out of the dark corner like sharp swords, the dark beasts galloped out of them with the humming of their engines, and the Batmobile came straight towards Batman's direction, like a horse rushing. The owner's mount.