"Looks like someone has the same idea as us."
Su Ming stepped on the pedals of the wheelbarrow wildly, held the two guns in his hands, and opened the insurance.
Cindy also does the same actions as him, and in the case of not guaranteeing the distance of engagement, the versatility of the two pistols is better than the shotgun behind the back.
"At least we can get Hallie out of the suspects, she and Poison Ivy are both drunk cats and can't possibly get here before us."
After Cindy finished speaking, she put on her helmet again, the death knell was her signature, hoping that when these people died, they would remember who killed them.
"There's not much point in finding out who did it, just go in and get rid of all these business robbers, and the sea of people who like to play with bats in Gotham is gone, and it's impossible to determine whose power it is."
After the previous fight with the circus, Su Ming has fully accepted that he is the death knell, the death knell is himself, if this body is a house, then Slade is just the occupant of the predecessor, and now the house belongs to Su Ming, and he wants to rewrite a legend with his own name.
He would use his mind to drive it, and name it after his previous name, because he knew that he would never be able to go back to his old name, which was more accustomed to it, and it could be regarded as a little thought of the Celestial Empire.
Cindy didn't know what kind of mental journey Su Ming had gone through, but she keenly felt that the men around her had undergone some changes, and the people who originally seemed to be separated from this world were completely integrated at this time.
She was a little curious, but didn't say anything, just put the guns back away, and she felt that she shouldn't have to shoot.
The two soon reached the small park, which was muddy and the lawn was completely submerged under water, where Deathknell's eyesight could see the police station gates.
It is a very old building, it is estimated that it was built in Gotham at the beginning, and although it has undergone countless repairs and expansions since then, it still reflects the original idea of its designer.
It was built like a fortress, with solid walls around it, every window as small as possible, a wide roof with wide spaces and protective fences, a bunch of independent water supplies and air conditioning, and of course, the bat lamp on its top platform.
There is a big GCPD sign hanging on the front of the police station, which looks a little shabby, but it is still quite complete, and the font is full of solemnity.
At this time, the parking lot in front of the police station was occupied by a pile of black vans, which were placed there in a haphazard manner, looking like a black reef on the coast in the heavy rain.
Outside the gate of the building, the bodies of some police officers, whose blood was being washed down the steps by the rain, several men in black armed with submachine guns patrolled back and forth vigilantly, and from time to time they looked inside the police station, as if they were waiting for someone.
"Black suits, black felt hats, and white silk scarves and Chicago specialty typewriters, their boss seems to be a godfather fan, etc., is it a godmother in this world?"
The two hid behind a few bushes in the park, and the heavy rain obscured their figures, and the asymmetry of their physical fitness made it impossible to see anything on the other side.
Cindy didn't quite understand what Sue meant, the Gotham gangsters had been dressed like this since decades ago, and they couldn't tell whose person it was from what they were wearing.
She glanced at the distance from the gate of the police station, and then looked at the sky: "The weather and time are in our favor, and it's okay to storm and sneak in the dark."
"Their target should also be Gordon, we will attack and distract them so that they can't attack the police station with all their might, otherwise, if Gordon is pinched by them first, we will be in trouble."
After Su Ming answered her, he immediately made a decision, raised his two guns and rushed out of the bunker, shooting as he ran.
The brain gives him a very precise sense of space, and calculating trajectory is not the preserve of the Death Shooter, and Knell is able to do the same, even replacing aiming with spatial thinking entirely.
The distance of more than a hundred meters is somewhat beyond the effective range of the pistol, but after fully accepting his new identity, Su Ming will no longer have doubts about his talent, and after the unity of body and mind, he really exerts the horror of this body.
In the dark of the night, it was pouring rain, and the wind swept the rain against anything on the ground, but it had no effect on him, or all the effects of the outside world had been counted by him.
Wind speed, angle, refraction, gravity of the earth, energy loss are immediately in the mind and translated into the basis for action.
He missed, and all the black suits in the upper positions on the doorstep fell to the ground.
Rushing with all his might, the splashes on the ground were crushed and collided with the rain falling from the sky.
When the black suits found out where the attack was coming from in the night, Su Ming had already rushed across the road and the courtyard wall to the location of the police parking lot, which was blocked by a black van, he grabbed the edge of a carriage, and pulled himself up directly with his arms.
His speed was far beyond the imagination of these people, and Su Ming seemed to be able to see their expressions of disbelief, but he didn't intend to appreciate the despair he had brought to others.
Standing on the roof of the car, he raised his hands and withstood the fire of the opponent's return fire, allowing the bullets to spark on the armor, still maintaining a terrible hit rate one by one, and only a few seconds later, the scene was quiet.
"Tut-tut" Cindy also jumped on the roof of the car from behind, looked at the corpse that fell to the ground not far away, and sighed in her mouth: "You ran fast enough, I didn't answer just now." ” "It's nothing, it just looks like they want to fight, so I gave them an opponent."
Su Ming shrugged his shoulders and agreed with Cindy's words.
"You gave them a massacre, what opponent?"
Cindy jumped out of the carriage and walked to the police station: "No one will be reimbursed for this mission, we have to pay out of our own pockets, can't you use a knife?"
” "You don't need to calculate it so clearly, do you?"
Su Ming also jumped down, picked up a submachine gun from the ground, dismantled the drum and looked at it: "You see, their bullets are also 45 pistol bullets, and one is exchanged for thirty when they are shot, which is earned." ” Their conversation was as if instead of killing a dozen people just now, they were snapping up a bargain at a supermarket sale.
The two of them continued to walk towards the police station with their pistols in hand, and suddenly he raised an eyebrow, because at the gate he found that one was not dead.
Although every shot he shot before hit the heart of the people in black, but the heart in front of him may be on the right side, Su Ming had heard in the past that one heart is on the right side for every thousand people, and this time he really let him meet it.
"Who sent you?"
Su Ming kicked her gun away, crouched beside her, and asked questions in a deep voice, the scarlet one-eyed on the mask like a ghost fire in the middle of the night.
Although the gangster was not killed instantly, the shot also pierced her left lung, and she was convulsing in pain.
But when she heard Su Ming's question, she actually laughed, fluttering like a live fish in a hot pot, as if she was going to bite him, and said fiercely while vomiting blood: "The boss won't let you go, Deathknel."
Su Ming under the mask raised his eyebrows, this guy's mind seems to be a little unclear, now that everyone present is dead, who knows that he has been here?
This is clearly the perfect assassination.
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Besides, he wished their boss knew, because Death Knell was going to find her!
"It seems that you are still a believer, then your boss should have told you a word" Su Ming pulled out the katana behind his back with lightning and plunged his backhand into the right chest of the woman on the ground, nailing her firmly to the ground.
"Don't!
Provoke!
Death knell!
” With that, he drew his knife, and the blood in his heart spurted out of the wound like a fountain and sprinkled through the pores of the chain mail.
The warm blood dispelled some of the cold brought by the rain, like a cup of hot coffee on a cold winter day, but the warmth was only for a short moment, and it disappeared like an illusion.
He had a sudden urge to get more blood to warm up, but soon he shook his head, reason telling him it wasn't right.
Cindy walked over with a wicked smile, she misunderstood the reason why Su Ming shook her head.
"Look, I told you it's better with a knife."
This time, the two of them were not thinking about the same thing, Su Ming was thinking about his own bloodthirsty problem, while Cindy was saying that the cold weapon had a larger wound and a more reliable lethality rate.
"Okay, then you will deal with it after you go in, and when you finish your work, I will evaluate the way you handled the problem?"
Su Ming stretched out the knife angrily, watched the rain wash away the blood stains on it, and returned the knife into the sheath.
Cindy raised her hands in surrender: "Forget it, I'm not interested in the little minions, just leave their boss to me." ” It seems that what this guy on the ground said before he died just now also made Cindy very unhappy, and no one has ever dared to threaten the world's deadliest killer like this.
Without saying much to her, Su Ming entered the police station first, and when he arrived here, he didn't need to know the way, just follow the gunshots.
The hall of the police station was in a mess, most of them were the corpses of police officers, and there were only a few men in black, indicating that it should have been a raid, but unexpectedly, the place where the gunshots came from was not the third floor where the chief's office was located, but the basement.
"What's underground?"
Su Ming asked Cindy.
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the autopsy room, the power distribution room, and the communication room."
Cindy looked up at the stairs leading upstairs, where there were no bodies of the men in black at all, indicating that they had no intention of going upstairs, but had a clear goal of going underground.
"Strange" Although Su Ming said strangely, his feet were not slow at all, and he still stepped over the corpses and furniture remains on the ground and headed to the place where the noise was made.
It was not only the policemen and the men in black who died in the hall, but also some of the bodies that were clearly other criminals or homeless people.
No matter who they were when they were alive, they were piled up like sacks when they died.
Rainwater poured in through the broken gate, and blood flowed everywhere, making the beautiful wooden floor filthy, and if viewed from above, it looked like a hideous ghost scroll.
Neither of them had any artistic skills and couldn't appreciate this, but they easily found the entrance to the basement, and at the staircase, they could smell the heavy smell of gunsmoke, as if they were standing next to a volcanic crater.
Descending the stairs, in front of it was a destroyed magnetic card door, and behind the door was a long deep corridor, Su Ming and Cindy looked outside the door, remembering the location and distance of the two sides.
In the hallway, which was illuminated by incandescent lights, men in black and police officers were shooting at each other, and both sides were hiding in various offices along the corridor, coming and going in and out of the door like a whack-a-mole, but from time to time someone would be shot and fall.
Because of the equipment problem, the police are now at a clear disadvantage.
"At the end of the hallway is the communications room, where the police are guarding it, and Gordon may be in it calling for help."
Cindy tightened her helmet tightly, moving her wrist to adjust the position of her gloves.
Su Ming disagreed, he didn't think Gordon would be the kind of person who let his subordinates stand up outside and shrink into the house to make a phone call.
"I don't think it's Gordon, let's get all these people done first, just open the door and see."
"The black suit was all killed, and the police kept alive?"
Cindy touched the small box around her waist, took out a cigar, and shook it in her hand: "Bet on a cigar, it's Gordon inside." ” "Well, I'll just come to the police."
Su Ming under the mask also smiled, also took out his cigar, and the two put the bet together on the door frame: "The person who wins in a while can take it, and I bet that it is not him." ” The two exchanged words in a low voice, and Cindy rushed out first, although they were both death knells, but as she said, she was more fond of cold weapon combat.
The samurai's twin swords swung tightly in her hands, and by the time the man in black reacted, she had already set off a bloody storm in each room like a wolf into a flock.
Not to mention, there are really unusual guys among these men in black, one of the women actually used her own gun to resist the attack when Cindy slashed at her with a knife, and also planned to call the people around her to besiege Cindy.
But this is just a combination of enemies, such small bosses are in the thousands of various gangs in Gotham, and Knell is known as the greatest mercenary in the world, so naturally he is not on the same level as them.
Cindy slashed through and parried, but before the crisp sound was over, she threw the knife in her other hand upwards and pulled out the shotgun behind her back and fired it.
The sound of metal and gunfire almost coincided, and the little leader still had an undissipated smile on his face, and a large hole appeared in her chest, through which he could see the wall behind her flying under the shotgun.
And Cindy didn't even look at her, inserted the shotgun back, caught the falling knife, and then moved on to the next prey, the killing called Death Knell continued, she was like a hard-working little bee, constantly flying in the blood, but the black and yellow armor only made the people in black extremely afraid.
Su Ming targeted the cops, who he used with electric shock batons, which did not have insulated gloves and shoes like Batman, and the electric shocks were very effective against them.
So he was like the boilermaker of an old steamer, and the long stick was the shovel, and as soon as he sent it forward, with a flash of lightning, a policeman fell; Then, with a stroke of the stick, the policeman was shoveled into the house to avoid being killed by stray bullets.
In this way, the two powerful people had a clear division of labor, about a little more than two minutes, and more than forty black-clothed people hiding in many small rooms on both sides of the corridor, as well as more than two dozen policemen, were all dealt with.
They had completed their task almost at the same time, and Cindy was a little smug as she bent down and grabbed the tie of a man in black's corpse and carefully wiped her knife.
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"It seems that I am stronger, and I have more than twice as many as you."
Su Ming didn't speak, just shrugged his shoulders, his work here is too troublesome, he always pays attention to saving some strength, these policemen are ordinary people, don't stab them to death with sticks, the electric shock can't be too long, and you have to use softness to throw it into the room.
The strength reached his level, and he finally understood a sentence he had heard before, who said that you can't stab people without a gun?
And while fighting, he also has to suppress his adrenaline-secreting, the bloodthirsty desire that comes out of the madness, like a tug-of-war between reason and instinct in his brain.
Cindy was even more proud when she saw him behaving as if admitting defeat, if she had a tail, she would definitely be in the sky at this time, she walked around, as if she was accepting Su Ming's work, and finally Shi Shiran came to the door of the communication room.
"Okay, it's time to open the gift, let me see what's inside the gift bag."
As she spoke, she began to pull out the plastic explosives from the bag on her lap, humming an unknown song in her mouth, as if expecting a surprise.
The door to the communication room was very solid, the thick door panel resembled the front armor of a tank, but for the death knell of the battle encyclopedia, there was a problem, with C4.
"Use less, don't scare the people inside."
Su Ming reminded her that looking at this situation, the people hiding inside should not be combatants at all, and explosives exploding in a narrow environment like a corridor would produce a huge noise and directional shock wave.
It's not enough to be scared to death, that's just an exaggeration, but it's possible to burst the eardrum or cause a coma, and the people inside are still useful.
Cindy didn't answer, just made an OK gesture, took a small piece, stuck it on the door lock, and plugged in the timing detonator.
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