SEC Chapter 100 Arrives Again
Chapter 100 Arrives Again
High school student Gao Le immediately turned around and lunged towards Batman.
His speed was outrageous, far exceeding that of ordinary people, like an arrow released from a bow.
The fist, carrying a powerful gust of wind, slammed into Batman's head with tremendous force.
Batman raised his hand to block, and the two fists collided with a dull thud.
His arm suddenly went numb, and a tremendous force came from his fist.
He took a slight step back, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Gao Le's power is far beyond that of an ordinary high school student.
Moreover, his fighting style is extremely professional, with each move ruthless and aimed at vital points.
His punches and kicks were crisp and clean, clearly the result of specialized high-intensity training.
He Mang cooperated from the side, constantly pulling the trigger.
Bullets rained down on Batman from all directions, creating a dense barrage of fire.
He would also occasionally pull out throwing knives from his pocket and throw them out. The silver knives flashed coldly in the morning light, forcing Batman to be distracted and deal with them.
The two, one near and one far, cooperated extremely well.
One engages in close combat, while the other launches ranged attacks, leaving Batman vulnerable on all sides.
Batman's skills remain sharp; his dodging, blocking, and counter-attacking movements are fluid and without any hesitation.
He dodged He Mang's bullets, raised his hand to grab high school student Gao Le's fist, and twisted it sharply, trying to break his wrist.
Gao Le reacted quickly, throwing a backhand punch that slammed into Batman's chest armor with a dull thud.
Batman groaned, a slight tightness in his chest.
His blood surged, and his arm was grazed by the throwing knife, leaving a deep gash.
Blood instantly seeped through the battle suit, staining the black fabric red.
Gao Le and He Mang exchanged a glance, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in their eyes.
Clearly, they intend to go all out and completely eliminate Batman, thus gaining a significant boost to their own reputation.
As He Mang fired his gun, he slowly retreated deeper into the factory, deliberately keeping his footsteps light.
His hand stealthily reached for a black button at his waist, his fingertips repeatedly caressing the button, a hint of madness in his eyes.
Batman sensed something was wrong and his sharp eyes swept behind Gao Le.
When he glanced at He Mang's movements, he immediately understood what he wanted to do.
Seeing this, Batman suddenly exerted his strength and punched Gao Le hard in the chest, breaking free from Gao Le's entanglement.
The punch sent Gao Le staggering back several steps, crashing into the metal frame behind him with a loud bang.
Gao Le groaned, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.
Batman rolled to the side to avoid He Mang's bullets, landing behind a metal frame and temporarily escaping the barrage of fire.
"Blow this place up!"
He Mang roared, his eyes bloodshot, and slammed the detonator at his waist.
"Sizzle"
The sound of electricity crackling echoed clearly in the factory, and orange-red flames flickered from every corner of the factory.
The explosives were ignited by the electric current, and a violent, scorching heat wave instantly surged forth, carrying with it the pungent smell of gunpowder.
Batman immediately raised his hand and aimed his hook gun at an abandoned high-rise building a hundred meters away from the factory.
With precise anticipation, the gun barrel firmly gripped the metal railing of the building.
A powerful force pulled his body into the air, sending him flying towards the tall building.
The cloak billowed in the wind, like a black eagle spreading its wings.
Just as his body left the factory, a loud "BOOM!" rang out, and the factory exploded violently.
Flames shot into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and black smoke rose straight into the clouds, leaving a heavy trail in the morning sky.
More violent explosions followed one after another, deafeningly loud.
The factory floor suddenly collapsed, revealing a huge pit.
Countless rubble and steel bars fell from the sky, raining down like raindrops, and flames instantly engulfed the entire factory.
Even Batman, who has experienced many storms, was stunned by the violent explosion.
Judging from the explosion scene, were the two people controlling the red-hooded man planning to die together with him?
Or perhaps, beneath this abandoned factory, lies a large quantity of explosives unknown to them.
So the explosion was far more powerful than they expected, and in the end they ended up trapping themselves?
Batman used the force of the hook gun to land steadily on the roof of the abandoned high-rise building, the concrete slab beneath his feet cracking slightly from the vibration.
He looked down at the sea of fire below; the factory had been reduced to a charred ruin.
The collapsed steel bars and rubble piled up together, like a black tomb.
The flames were still burning fiercely, licking at the surrounding buildings and turning everything to ashes.
He Mang and Gao Le had no chance to escape; they were buried under the ruins, leaving no trace.
He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his fingertips still damp with warm liquid.
The cloak was scorched by sparks, emitting a faint smoke and a hissing sound.
He stood on the rooftop, looking at the sea of fire below, and remained silent for a long time.
His figure appeared particularly lonely in the morning light. Finally, he raised his hand and pressed the communicator on his wrist, dialing Gordon's number.
A deep voice came through the communicator, sounding tired and hoarse.
Li Wei was woken up by Gordon's phone call. It was just dawn, and the sky was beginning to lighten with the pale light of a fish's belly.
He closed his eyes for only a short while in the temporary room at Hope House, exhausted from days of travel.
The phone suddenly rang sharply, shattering the morning's tranquility.
He reached for his phone, answered it, and Gordon's voice, urgent and shocked, rang in his ears like a thunderclap.
"Li Wei, come quick to the abandoned steel mill in the slums!"
Batman resolved the problem, but then a massive explosion occurred, sending flames soaring into the sky—the situation was dire!
Li Wei sat up abruptly, his sleepiness instantly vanishing.
He rubbed his dry eyes, which were bloodshot.
He grabbed his coat and ran outside, his steps hurried, almost bumping into the cabinet by the door.
The pickup truck's engine roared through the alleyways of the slums, the bumpy road causing the vehicle to bounce violently.
The wheels screeched as they rolled over the gravel, and he gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white.
With his eyes fixed ahead, he soon saw the towering flames in the distance and the yellow warning tape that had been put up.
The area outside the police cordon was filled with police officers and onlookers, whispering amongst themselves, their faces showing fear and curiosity.
Gordon stood to the side, pale-faced and with bloodshot eyes, clearly having also been up all night.
Upon seeing Li Wei's car, he immediately pushed through the crowd to greet him, his steps slightly unsteady.
"Batman is on top."
Gordon pointed to the abandoned high-rise building next to him, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible.
Li Wei looked up and saw Batman's black figure standing on the roof.
With his back to them, he stood motionless, like a sculpture, blending into the surrounding ruins.
Li Wei parked the car, opened the door, quickly crossed the cordon, and walked to the ruins of the factory.
The fire department's high-pressure water cannons were spraying water at the sea of fire, and white water mist rose in the flames.
The sizzling sound of water and fire colliding, intertwining with the flames, creates a bizarre scene.
Several police officers have begun clearing the scene, and a forensic doctor wearing a gas mask is squatting beside the ruins.
They carefully examined the scattered bones and charred fragments, putting useful clues into evidence bags.
"Batman said that all six Red Hoods were dead, and that two people were responsible for the attack."
One looked like a high school student, the other a tall, thin white man; they were both the ones pulling the strings behind the scenes.
Gordon's voice was hoarse as he pointed to the ruins before him, a hint of relief in his eyes.
"The explosion was caused by those two guys; they probably wanted to kill Batman."
But they probably never expected that there were so many explosives hidden underground.
The power increased several times over; they were completely buried, not even a trace remained.
Li Wei squatted at the edge of the ruins, his fingertips lightly touching the black powder on the ground.
It was the residue of explosives; the fine powder clung to my fingertips, leaving a slightly warm sensation.
There was a huge sinkhole on the ground, with black smoke billowing from it.
The billowing black smoke, mixed with a pungent odor, made people frown.
Several police officers were carefully removing rusted explosive charges and detonators from the pit.
The outer shell of the explosive charge had rotted, exposing the yellow explosives inside.
The quantity was staggering; piled up to one side, it resembled a small mountain.
"I don't know who hid it here."
An older police officer muttered to himself, wiping the sweat from his forehead, a hint of lingering fear in his eyes.
"Judging from the age of these explosives, the outer shells are rusted like this, they must have been hidden for quite a long time."
These things are at least a decade or so old, probably left behind by old gangs. I never imagined they'd become my death warrant.
Li Wei didn't speak, but slowly stood up and looked up at Batman on the roof.
Batman seemed to notice his gaze, slowly turned around, and walked downstairs.
His grappling hook was tucked into his waistband, his black battle suit was badly damaged, and his body was covered in blood and dust.
Several wounds were still bleeding, but they couldn't stop his fierce aura.
He walked up to Levi and Gordon, his voice still low.
The story recounts the events in a simple and clear manner: the pursuit in the sewers and the brutal killings in the factory.
Finally, there was the intense fight between the two, and the unexpected explosion.
"The identities of the two individuals cannot be determined at the moment. Only some skeletons and fragments of clothing were found in the ruins, all of which were burned beyond recognition."
After Batman finished speaking, he raised his hand and pressed the communicator on his wrist to contact Alfred.
"People from Wayne Enterprises will come to help clean up the scene, check for any remaining explosives, and ensure there is no further danger."
Gordon breathed a sigh of relief and leaned heavily against a telephone pole.
He took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.
The smoke swirled in his lungs before he slowly exhaled, a long-lost sense of relaxation appearing on his face.
"It's finally resolved. The Red Hood should be gone for good now, and Gotham can finally have some peace for a while."
Police officers continued to clear the scene, and reports of finding bone fragments and metal debris came in from time to time.
The fire department's water cannons finally extinguished the last bit of flames, and the air was filled with the smell of burning, blood, and the pungent odor of explosives, making one's stomach churn.
Li Wei walked to the pickup truck, leaned against the vehicle, and stared fixedly at the ruins before him.
Batman walked up to him, his voice still calm, but with a hint of barely perceptible smugness: "You were right, buddy, this is finally settled."
Li Wei looked up at Batman, his gaze deep, his voice soft, like a passing breeze: "Do you think this is really over?"
Batman's gaze was directed toward downtown Gotham City, where neon lights flickered and traffic flowed, seemingly bustling but concealing endless darkness.
He didn't speak, but simply shook his head slightly.
His eyes held a chilling insight, as if he had already foreseen what would happen next.
The cleanup work lasted all day, and by sunset, all the explosives and remains in the ruins had been cleared away.
The forensic pathologist took away all the clues, preparing to conduct DNA testing in the hope of finding some information about the two masterminds behind the scenes.
Gordon arranged for officers to remain on duty to prevent anyone from entering the scene and destroying clues, while everyone else evacuated.
He patted Li Wei on the shoulder, his voice tinged with weariness.
"I went back to the police station to organize the report. After working so hard for so long, it's time for me to take a break."
You should go home and get some rest too. The children at Hope Home are waiting for you; don't let them worry.
Li Wei nodded, said goodbye to Batman, got into the pickup truck, and started the engine.
The car slowly drove away from the slum and headed towards the Hope Home.
The slums outside the car window were gradually left behind, and the neon lights of Gotham began to light up.
The colorful lights reflected on the car windows, creating a mottled and dazzling effect, but they could not dispel the melancholy in Li Wei's heart.
Just as he was halfway there, a few blocks away from Hope House...
The phone suddenly rang sharply, and Gordon's name flashed on the screen.
Li Wei's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition welled up in his mind.
He answered the phone, Gordon's voice filled with extreme terror and disbelief.
There was even a slight tremor, as if all the strength had been drained away.
"Li Wei! Union Bank! Red Hood! Red Hood again!"
Thirteen people are committing a robbery, resulting in multiple injuries and deaths. The situation is critical!
Li Wei's fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white, as if he were about to crush it.
He slammed on the brakes, the pickup truck's tires screeching against the road, and the air filled with the acrid smell of burning rubber.
The car jolted violently and stopped in the middle of the road, prompting the vehicles behind to honk their horns in protest.
On the other end of the phone, Gordon's voice could be heard giving instructions via walkie-talkie.
The piercing sirens, the rapid gunfire, and the screams of people were all mixed together and came through the receiver.
The sounds were exceptionally clear, like a real nightmare.
Li Wei looked up towards the city center, where the night sky had been torn apart by gunfire and sirens.
Thick black smoke rose slowly, spreading across the night sky.
He leaned back in his seat, looking at the unhealed wound on his fingertip.
Blood seeped out again, dripping onto the steering wheel and congealing into a small red dot, like a glaring cinnabar mole.
The wind outside the car window blew in through the cracks, carrying the damp and bloody smell unique to Gotham.
The wind blew through his hair, bringing a chilling sensation.
In the distance, from the direction of the United Bank, the faint light of fire stood out starkly against the dark night sky.
Like a blood-red flower blooming in the night, both alluring and cruel.
The pickup truck's engine roared hoarsely again, and Li Wei abruptly shifted gears and turned the truck around.
The pickup truck sped towards the Union Bank in the city center, its wheels splashing water in two arcs as they rolled over the road, leaving a resolute trail in the night.