"Hey!"
"Bang!"
"Ha!"
"Bang!"
In the garage of the villa by the pier, Catherine, who was wearing loose sportswear, was practicing fighting with Saber with her bare hands. The little girl tied up her long blonde hair and used very skilled movements to continuously attack Saber with her fists and legs. However, Saber just lowered his body and did not fight back.
After all, it was just practice. Moreover, with the strength of both sides, unless the little girl could skillfully use her shuttle ability, even if she attacked with all her strength, she would not be a threat to Saber.
However, not everyone was like Saber. The school principal who was hit by Catherine's K.O. must have something to say at this time. This little girl who looked very cute was definitely a hidden violent person. She and Saber had learned very practical fighting skills. Every time she attacked, she would aim at the most vulnerable part of the human body.
It was very painful! As long as she hit it, it would definitely make an ordinary person lose their fighting strength in an instant.
"Look at this move of mine!"
Catherine screamed and threw out both of her fists at the same time. However, Saber caught both of her fists. However, the next moment, her fists became illusory and passed through his palms as if there was no obstruction. Even Catherine's body also passed through Saber's body and became solid again behind him. Her left arm hung around Saber's neck and her right leg swept fiercely at the bend of Saber's leg.
If it was an ordinary person, under this move, they would definitely lose their balance and fall to the ground.
However, Saber's body just shook and then straightened up. The little girl was like a sloth, hanging on his body.
"Clap, clap, clap"
Seiber applauded and praised with a smile on his face, "That was a great move, very good."
"Hehe"
Catherine jumped down from his body and made a victory sign to him. Then, she began to move her fists and legs. Saber's bones were hardened. When punching and kicking, it was like hitting steel. After 30 minutes of fighting practice, Catherine's fists were numb.
"Come, take this! It's your birthday gift. "
Saber opened a box from the remodeled wall and took out two arm-length black short sticks and a matching multi-purpose belt. He threw them to Catherine, who raised her left hand and caught them.
"Wow, so heavy!"
Catherine complained. She took out a short stick and carefully observed it in front of her eyes. It was a special kind of metal. The frosted surface was not easy to hold, and it could be twisted in the middle. She excitedly twisted her hands left and right.
"Ka"
The sound of a spring was heard, and a sharp, dark red triangular blade popped out from the front of the short stick. The black short stick immediately turned into a short spear that could stab and cause great damage. At the critical moment, it could also be thrown out like a spear. Saber took the two short sticks from the little girl and connected the ends together. With a gentle twist, it turned into a long stick that was nearly two meters long.
He swung his arms, and the long rod seemed to have a life of its own in his hands. Under the support of his immense strength, the rod danced in the air, leaving behind afterimages. The whistling sound of the rod breaking through the air represented the deterrence of his martial strength. The long rod in Seiber's hand whipped back and forth on a human-shaped boxing target in front of him, making low banging sounds.
The little lass was beaming with joy as she watched from the side. She loved this gift to death.
"Ka"
The blades on both ends popped out under Saber's control, and the black shadow in the air had a trace of dark red light. Finally, the two spots of light disappeared in the air. Saber took a step back, and the long stick had turned back into two short sticks. On the hard boxing target in front of him, there were two shocking scratches.
"Take it!"
Saber stuffed the black short stick into Catherine's hands and patted her head. "I will teach you how to use it soon. Bullets and conventional firearms are useless against you. As long as you cooperate well, you will be the invincible Queen of Gotham."
"Hehe, I like it!"
Catherine inserted her gift back into the black multi-purpose belt, wrapped it around her waist, and fastened it with a click. She patted the "K" belt with satisfaction and raised her head to look at Saber.
"What about Batman?"
"Hmph, believe me, when you are 18 years old, you will be able to defeat him!"
Saber laughed and was about to leave the garage with the little girl. However, the phone in his pocket rang. He held the special silver phone in his hand, looked at the number, and frowned.
"Kevin, at this time … what's the matter?"
On the other side of the phone, Kevin, who was wearing sunglasses, looked at the mess in front of him. The robbery scene was like a war, and the figure that was carried out by Steve and Lewis. He clenched his fist and said in a low voice.
"Boss, something happened to Sergues … our money was stolen!"
"… I know, who did it?"
"The Joker!"
Let's rewind time to 30 minutes ago, and see how this robbery happened from God's point of view.
On the 13th of every month, at 13 pm, this time was filled with dark irony. It was an important time in Gotham's underworld.
The development of society changed with each passing day. It would mercilessly abandon those old fellows who could not keep up with its pace. In 2001, it was the era when the legal network and economic system were about to be merged. Traditional banks began to refuse to provide services for grey and black income on the surface, because it would cause them trouble. Once the black income was exposed, even the bank's reputation would plummet.
To the bankers, this was fatal.
However, the operation of the mafia was inseparable from money, especially the mafia system in Gotham. During Falconi's era, the first mafia bank was built, and it stood on the busiest street in Gotham's central city.
It hired the best accounting company to operate, and it was equipped with the most advanced vault, the most powerful security, and the most secure alarm system. Due to the incompetence of the Gotham police, this alarm system was directly connected to the bosses of the various mafia groups.
Once a robbery happened, the entire underworld of Gotham would be activated. Logically speaking, this bank should be the safest place in Gotham, but today, it was robbed!
5 minutes before the robbery, the bank's manager, Mr. Hofs, was receiving the representatives of the 13 mafia groups in Gotham. Each of them carried a bulging bag in their hands.
"Brother Hofs, thank you for your hard work."
Sergues casually passed the bag in his hands to the bank's security guard. For today's occasion, he wore a neat suit for the first time, but in the eyes of the others, he looked like a pretentious black bear. Of course, the other 12 mafia representatives were not any better.
After all, they lived on the edge of the knife, and appearance meant nothing to them.
"It's nothing. You pay me a salary, so this is what I should do."
Hobbs smiled and waved his hand, and the waiter served him the best coffee. This middle-aged man in his forties looked very cultured and refined. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and was dressed very elegantly. He looked like a real elite, and in fact, he was.
This manager, who was poached by Falconi from the Central Tax Bureau, was an absolute expert. The Dark Emperor of Gotham paid Hobbs 50 times his previous monthly salary as his weekly salary, and then handed the financial lifeline of the entire Gotham mafia group to him and another accounting company. Reality proved that Falconi's move was correct.
Hobbs worked here for 7 years, and he increased the liquidity of the Gotham Mob by at least 20 times without any mistakes. After Falconi's death, including the newly risen The Devil Gang, all 13 mafia bosses recognized Hobbs to continue his work.
Yes, although Kevin did not think that his The Devil Gang was a traditional mafia group, he still understood the principle of sharing the same dust. No matter how strong The Devil Gang was, it could not compare to the alliance of the other 12 mafia groups. Once they were seen as a thorn in the flesh, even if Saber did his best, it would be difficult to protect the stability of the docks.
Therefore, The Devil Gang also joined the mafia alliance, but at least in Gordon's eyes, The Devil Gang was a good partner. Of course, because of Kevin and Gordon's constant underhanded actions, The Devil Gang was an eyesore in the eyes of the other bosses. If there was a chance, they would not mind joining forces to swallow Kevin's docks and half of the narrow island.
"I say, Sergues, how does it feel to be a dog for the police?"
A tall man wearing a flowery shirt, dressed like a drug addict, looked at Sergues with a mocking smile. "Did your daddy Gordon give you an extra bone to eat?"
"Bang!"
How could a boorish man like Sergues endure such mockery? He slammed his fist on the table in front of him, spilling coffee everywhere. He looked like an enraged black bear as he glared at the man who spoke.
"Nox, you little bastard who relied on pimping to get to where you are, how dare you talk to me like that? I can tear your d * ck off with one hand and stuff it into your mouth! "
"What the f * ck did you say?"
Junkie jumped to his feet, only to be held down by the people around him. Sergei was right. If a fight really broke out, even if they attacked together, they wouldn't be able to get away with it. Moreover, everyone had brought weapons with them this time. If a fight really broke out, a stray bullet wouldn't be able to recognize who they were.
"Forget it, Sergues. Who doesn't know that you helped that old dog Gordon deal with some trouble, but Maloney won't let it go. Abraham is just a small fry."
The other middle-aged man coughed. He was the second in command of the dismembered Gambor Mafia. Currently, he was one of the leaders of the thirteen mafia gangs. He had quite a bit of experience in Gotham's underworld. He waved his hand to calm both parties down. He took a puff of his cigarette and looked coldly at Sergei, who was grinning wickedly.
"Maloney wants to become the second Falconi, but he doesn't consider the opinions of others. Kevin is wholeheartedly guarding the docks. That's good, but I hope that you can pass a message to your boss. Don't forget your place. The Gotham Mob has rules. Those who get too close to the police will not have a good ending!"
Faced with the senior's "advice", Sergues turned his head and punched Nox's lackey who was standing beside him. He fell to the ground with a single punch. The lackey was bleeding from the punch and was wriggling on the ground.
Seeing blood made things difficult. Hofs, who was watching from the side, had no choice but to stand up and walk to Sergues's side. He tried to calm the enraged man down.
"Rules?"
Sergues stared at the smoking leader and waved his fist. "I thought that gangsters only talk with their fists. Since when did you scum who make money from the dead start talking about rules? "
He raised his finger and pointed at the people in front of him one by one. Finally, he clenched his fist and waved it in the air.
"Let me tell you! We The Devil Gang only have one rule! Men need to rely on this to speak! "
"I don't f * cking follow your f * cking rules, come and bite me!"
The situation was extremely awkward. Sergues mercilessly exposed the true colors of these gangsters who bullied the weak and feared the strong. That night on the narrow island, the storm caused by The Devil Gang stunned everyone. Now that Kevin had become the spokesperson of the huge group of dock workers, as long as Kevin wanted, he could mobilize hundreds of strong workers at any time. Coupled with the 100 members of The Devil Gang, this was already a formidable force. Not to mention, Kevin also had Wayne Industries behind him.
The Devil Gang's power was already established. Unless these gangsters had the determination to cut their losses, even if Sergues slapped them in the face, they could only endure it.
But the moment Sergues's demonstration ended, three palm-sized gadgets smashed into the glass from outside the office, and then fell in the middle of these gangsters with the sound of glass shattering.
They were three black, melon-sized steel gadgets that jumped on the ground, emitting green smoke when they fell to the ground. Sergues's eyes widened to the extreme at this moment. He subconsciously grabbed Hofs's arm and slammed his body into the window.
A second later, a scorching and violent storm swept everything around them. Under the impact of shrapnel and gunpowder, Sergues and Hofs' bodies were like kites with a broken string. Under the tremendous force, they crashed to the other side of the bank hall.
The other gangsters who were fighting with Sergues were completely engulfed by the flames.
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