"Bang!"
The dark blue prison van directly hit the burning heavy police car in front of it. Everyone in the van felt like they were on a roller coaster. They were thrown into the air, then fell and hit the ground hard.
Harvey Dent's head hit the roof of the van and then fell to the ground. He struggled to get up and saw the policeman sitting opposite him take out a gun and put it in his hand. Before he had time to speak, a row of bullets hit the vibration of the van and made a series of dents on the wall behind him.
Harvey lay on the ground again. He asked with difficulty in the crazy ups and downs of the van.
"This … this is not a problem, right?"
The policeman was also very nervous. He held the gun and said loudly.
"They have to use a larger caliber of firepower to destroy the defense of this van. Don't worry!"
"Haha, hahaha!"
Police Captain Smith looked at the smooth road ahead. He let out a series of wild laughter as if he had escaped death. He patted the shoulder of the police car driving, but his happiness did not last long. On the other side, Joker who missed the target shouted and kicked the other guy who was shot out of the truck. Then he reloaded a rocket.
"It doesn't matter, we can play slowly!"
Joker's face was full of undisguised malice. He licked his lips. With his evil and chaotic mind, he naturally knew that Harvey Dent could not be Batman. But Harvey checkmated him. This time he had to come. He could not bear the fact that Batman was impersonated by others.
More importantly … he knew that Batman would come tonight. It would be a head-on confrontation between him and the big bat. He had been looking forward to it for a long time. He was now trembling with excitement!
No one could stop all this!
Batman … he would find him and take off that hateful helmet with his own hands.
He wanted to see if there were really fearless people driven by justice in this incomparably funny world. He did not believe that such a bright flower would be born in this twisted world.
He did not believe it!
"The death of the impersonator will illuminate the beautiful night sky tonight. I know … I like it."
Joker picked up the grenade launcher. The dark green grenade head was painted with a distorted Joker's face. He cracked an innocent smile.
"Come, smile!"
Boom!
Scorching flames rose from the space behind him, and the grenade flew toward the prison van. But the moment it flew out of the launcher, a black figure suddenly rushed out from the front lane. The bullets from the Vulcan's machine gun produced dazzling sparks on its black armor.
Bruce increased the speed of the Batmobile to the maximum. He jumped from the broken guardrail. The huge monster jumped from the ground into the air and accurately blocked the grenade with its body.
The violent explosion blew up the chassis of the Batmobile, which was the weakest part of the Batmobile. It was not known whether Joker was lucky or Batman was unlucky. Anyway, when the Batmobile landed, it seemed to have lost control and rushed out in a crooked manner.
It hit an armed pickup truck behind Joker's truck head-on, knocking away the support of the Vulcan's machine gun. The two vehicles squeezed together, hit the solid guardrail, and rolled deeper into the tunnel. Sparks flew everywhere, and the ammunition box seemed to have ignited. In the deep darkness, another burst of flames burst out. The detonated bullets brought about a chaotic sound wave in the enclosed space.
Joker grabbed the door of the container and stuck half of his body out of the car. Looking at the flames behind him, he whistled happily and swayed his body in the air. He was having fun.
"Look! Look! This is what I want! What a beautiful flame, what a beautiful explosion. Listen, is this the sound of burning? "
His eyes narrowed, and he enjoyed the moment very much. Even the horrible scar on his mouth seemed to have calmed down.
"Big Bat is coming! Everyone be careful! He … is coming! "
"Vroom"
A huge engine roared at this moment, and Joker's wild laughter immediately stopped. He looked back, and in the darkness of the tunnel, eight dazzling lights were all turned on at this moment. It was a black, four-wheeled heavy motorcycle with a modified outer shell that looked more like a tomahawk, carrying the dark red Ghost Rider into the truck lane like a shadow.
Joker saw the figure, and his eyes narrowed. He hurriedly ran back to the car, took out a pistol, and shot wildly at Saber.
"Damn it! Damn it! It's you again! "
However, when the speed was increased to a certain extent, it was difficult for bullets to hit a fast-moving weapon. Saber's wheels rubbed against the ground, and when he was not far away from Joker, he swung his left hand and slammed on the brakes.
The distance between the black tomahawk and the truck rapidly increased, and screams sounded behind Joker. He looked back and saw two fixed grenades bouncing in the car. The Joker's lunatics even chose to jump out of the car. Under such circumstances and speed, before they could land on the ground, they were directly sucked into the wheels of the truck. Joker madly rushed to the front of the car, and a second later, a ball of flame exploded behind him.
"Boom!"
Two high explosive grenades exploded at the same time, almost blowing the container of the truck into two halves from the middle. The bodies of those who couldn't dodge in time were simply too horrible to look at. Driven by inertia, the front half of the truck still rushed forward and crashed into the tunnel's cement column.
Saber snorted and accelerated again, rushing towards the truck. Joker, whose head was bleeding, endured the pain and staggered into the driver's seat. He kicked the fainted driver out of the driver's seat and pressed the button connecting the truck and the container. He saw the rapidly approaching figure through the broken rearview mirror, and he licked the blood on his lips.
"Hehe, I've always wanted to drive a truck …"
"Vroom!"
Saber had just approached the broken container when he saw the front of the truck rubbing against the cement pillar, and it started moving again, rushing out of the tunnel. Further away, the prisoner's van was about to leave the tunnel, and the Gotham Police Helicopter was waiting for them outside the tunnel. At that time, no matter how perfect Joker's arrangements were, it would be useless.
"Oh my god, we made it out!"
Sergeant Smith saw the tunnel from the rearview mirror that looked like a battlefield in the Middle East. He looked at the white dents caused by the bullets on the prisoner's van, and he could not help but break out in cold sweat. The fully armed convoy was unable to fight back, and he was sure that Joker had the full support of the remaining gangs.
If they hadn't specially chosen this car with the best protection, and if Batman hadn't blocked the attack for them just now, the result would have been …
He grabbed the communication device and shouted.
"Air Rider, do you see us? We are under attack! Requesting backup! "
"Air Rider received … The road ahead has been cleared, and we are responsible for intercepting the enemy!"
Sergeant Smith put down the communication device and said to the police officer driving.
"Speed up!"
The prison van's speed suddenly increased. However, in less than 10 seconds, a dilapidated truck with only the front of the truck charged out from the tunnel at a crazy speed. The black battle-ax followed closely behind.
Joker was sitting in the driver's seat. He saw the helicopter approaching quickly and had begun to fire. The truck's glass was cracked, and he snorted.
"Hey, did I bring you here to watch a show? Don't let it interfere with me! Otherwise, get out of here! "
The upper window of the truck was immediately opened, and a guy wearing a Joker's mask got out, put a grenade launcher on his shoulder, aimed, and pulled the trigger.
"Boom!"
“RPG！！”
"Climb! Climb quickly! "
The police helicopter's reaction speed was not as fast as that of an armed helicopter. In the complex terrain of the city, once an RPG was aimed at, it was almost impossible to escape at such a distance.
So Sergeant Smith could only watch the grenade rush into the sky like a meteor, and finally hit the helicopter that was quickly climbing up.
"Oh my god … Oh my god, who … who can stop that madman?"
"Boom!"
A huge fireball exploded over the city, and at this moment, the sky of these blocks was illuminated. Joker madly honked the horn, and let the wind blow his messy hair, and laughed wildly in the wind.
"Fireworks! I love fireworks! "
"Ha ha ha ha ha"
"Hum"
Behind the truck, a black tomahawk left a shadow of sparks on the ground, and in front, a strange motorcycle rushed out of the alley. Saber saw that it was the front wheel of Batman's Batmobile at a glance. It seemed that Bruce's car was hiding too many secrets.
Its shape was strange, but it was generally no different from an ordinary motorcycle. The only difference was that in front of the wheels, there were two spear-like launchers. Just as Saber approached the speeding truck, the motorcycle turned 90 degrees on the ground in an absolutely strange way.
Its two wheels were like rolling potatoes, dislocated from front to back, and rolled along the central axis of the motorcycle for half a circle. Bruce's body almost did not move, and it became like he was facing the truck.
The motorcycle quickly restarted. Batman leaned on the motorcycle like a knight charging on a war horse. The Joker saw him and his lips curled into an interested smile as he muttered to himself, "That's right, the Joker, I'm not sure what to do.
"Come on, come on, just like that!"
"Boom!"
"Hum"
The two vehicles, one big and one small, rushed towards each other at the fastest speed. Bruce pressed a button, and two black steel cables shot out from the front of the strange motorcycle, firmly fastening the front of the truck, and his strange motorcycle flashed a crazy curve on the ground, and rushed out from the side of the truck.
When the two passed by each other, Saber saw the eyes under the bat mask. He snorted, and one hand held the handle of the tomahawk, and his left hand touched his leg, and a black pistol appeared in the palm of his hand.
"Bang bang"
The two shots hit the wheels of the truck, and the truck that was charging at top speed instantly lost its direction. Behind him, Bruce's motorcycle and the iron rope went around the iron poles of the four street lamps, and the rope was tightly wrapped around the iron poles.
"Bang bang bang"
The truck that lost control instantly straightened the steel cable behind it, and the rapid momentum was forcibly stopped at this moment. The three electric poles were directly pulled out from the ground, but they also succeeded in stopping the truck in place. The momentum of the truck increased the momentum of the truck, and at this moment, this huge monster of a few tons stood upright in an upside-down manner.
It was like a steel giant doing an upside-down, and it even stayed in the air for a short moment, and then fell with a loud bang.
"Clang"
The truck hit the ground in reverse, and steel parts scattered everywhere. All kinds of steel products flew everywhere … Saber stopped the motorcycle, and he propped himself up from the body of the motorcycle. Not long after, he saw Joker struggling to get out of the door, and then lying on the ground like a dead dog, and then struggling to get up again. He looked back, and also saw Bruce on the Batmobile, rushing towards Joker.
He leaned on the front of the motorcycle with interest, and used his left arm to support his chin. He didn't care if Joker died tonight. He could catch him the first time, and he could catch him the second time. Now, he just wanted to see what kind of sparks would fly between Joker and Bruce. To be honest, he was really curious.
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