Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 19 Run away!
"I just don't kill criminals, but that doesn't mean I won't protect myself."

Nightwing's heart was filled with rage, and then he hardened.

"I won't kill anyone, but I can turn this guy into a cripple or even a vegetable."

Nightwing didn't know the identity of this Arkham Knight, but he knew that this guy must be very important, otherwise the Penguin's men wouldn't rush in now.

"Kill him, don't worry about me!"

The Arkham Knight regained the ability to speak, although it was still unclear, but he was determined to die together with Nightwing.

"You have no right to speak now, Mr. Knight!"

Nightwing electrocuted the Arkham Knight again, and walked forward carrying the two-hundred-pound man.

"Now, everyone, step back!"

The Penguin's men looked at each other in confusion, and finally retreated out of the room obediently.

They had all seen how politely their boss treated the Arkham Knight, and they really didn't dare to gamble their own heads.

Anyway, the boss is outside, so let him decide this troublesome matter!

Penguin looked at his men who were leaving the room with a gloomy face. Seeing the Arkham Knight being held hostage by Nightwing, he couldn't help but curse: "This arrogant loser, I was so respectful to him a few days ago, but he actually ruined my good deeds at this critical moment."

The Penguin is unhappy, but Martin is comfortable.

Although he was also curious about why Nightwing came, now was not the time to pursue this issue.

He looked past the security guards standing in front of him. Each of these men was muscular and wearing heavy bulletproof vests. They surrounded the Penguin tightly and did not allow anyone to approach, not even the two female secretaries.

"Nightwing, I'm telling you, don't think you can control me just because you caught a cocky piece of shit."

The Penguin pointed his umbrella at Nightwing and threatened: "He's just a small fry, I'll kill him if I want to, shoot them all and make them into sieves!"

As soon as the Penguin Man shouted the order, he heard the sound of breaking bones.

He turned around subconsciously and saw that the necks of the two guards behind him were twisted. The red-haired Martin showed a mouthful of big white teeth, which flashed a cold light under the light that made the penguin people terrified.

"Protect me—"

As soon as the Penguin finished speaking, Martin pulled out the fallen bodyguard's pistol and pulled the trigger.

boom!
The bullet pierced through the Penguin's top hat and blew up the head of the bodyguard in front of the Penguin.

The blood silenced everyone.

Martin said expressionlessly: "Of course one Arkham Knight cannot save Nightwing's life, but with your life, Mr. Cobblepot, it's different."

“Make way!”

He waved his hand gently, and all of Penguin's men lowered their guns and made way for him.

If Arkham Knight dies, they will be punished at best. If Penguin dies, they will lose their jobs.

Martin put the muzzle of the gun against the back of Penguin's head, kicked the umbrella out of his hand, and ordered: "Take off your coat, and don't think about playing tricks. I promise you, no matter what you do, I will blow your head off before you act."

The Penguin obediently followed his instructions and raised his hands, not daring to make any unnecessary movements. "You have been acting since the beginning, and you have wasted my trust in you."

Martin sneered and said sarcastically, "The kind of trust that would allow you to place gunmen around the banquet and have people watching me all the time?"

Penguin shrugged, "You know, this is Gotham."

Martin raised his eyebrows and said, "Then be a man and stop whining. For the sake of your life, just follow my orders."

The two walked over to Nightwing.

"Hey, your name is Martin, right? Thank you!" Nightwing still had a look of surprise on his face.

"Now is not the time to be polite." Martin looked at Penguin's men who were blocking the corridor and said to Nightwing, "Throw away this knight. He is no longer useful."

Nightwing stun-attacked Arkham Knight again, and after making sure that he would not wake up in a short period of time, he commanded Penguin's men to throw him back.

Martin looked at the trembling Arkham Knight and couldn't help but wonder what Nightwing would think of his actions today after his identity was exposed.

Nightwing approached Martin and whispered, "There's a car in the tunnel, and the end leads to the Gotham sewer. We can leave from there." "It seems that I didn't save you in vain!"

Martin nodded, then waved his pistol, knocked Penguin unconscious, and said to Nightwing:
"You carry this guy, let's go."

The Penguin's men were afraid to let Martin and the other go, but they didn't dare to hurt their boss.

So it became that when Martin and his men took a step forward, the Penguin's men took a step back, just like dancing the cha-cha.

Seeing this, Martin said, "Hey, friends, I know you don't want to let me go, but you don't have to be so enthusiastic to keep me! Get out of the way, I will come back sooner or later."

The Penguin's men remained indifferent.

"No, well, you can't blame me for having to resort to some tricks."

Martin pulled the trigger at the Penguin's foot.

The bullet exploded on the Penguin's foot, and the pain stimulated him to wake up.

But before he could even finish shouting, Martin knocked him unconscious again.

"Next time I'll hit his thigh, and the next time I'll hit his stomach. As long as you're not afraid of Penguin bleeding too much and putting his life in danger, let's keep going like this."

Looking at Martin's harmless smile, everyone felt a chill on their backs and immediately made way for him.

Martin took Nightwing to the corridor quickly, tied up the Penguin's hands and feet, and threw him into the trunk of the SUV.

"I don't know how to get around Gotham Underground, you drive."

Martin handed the steering wheel to Nightwing.

Nightwing took off directly, and the off-road vehicle shot out like a bullet, always maintaining a high speed.

"Do you drive so wildly?"

Martin almost fell down, but he managed to keep his balance. He opened the crates in the car and saw automatic rifles, bullets and C4 explosives with trigger devices.

"With so many weapons, let alone fighting for territory, they are enough for war, right?"

After complaining, Martin took out the automatic rifle he had just used and started shooting.

The bullet shattered the rear window of the SUV, and its flight trajectory became a little erratic, with most of it landing on the hood of the car following behind.

But as Martin predicted, two bullets penetrated the front window and hit the driver's chest.

squeak!
The car lost control instantly, overturned in the corridor, and lay across the middle of the road.

The car behind didn't slow down at all, and it directly knocked over the overturned car and chased Martin closely.

"This is fucking crazy!"

Martin shook his head and continued shooting, no longer pursuing accuracy, but simply suppressing the speed of the vehicles behind him.

"Sit tight!"

Nightwing warned.

Martin grabbed the seat and the SUV fell into the sewage in the sewer with a splash, splashing sewage out of the rear window and landing on the Penguin.

Nightwing was steering the car through the overly large sewer, but he couldn't shake off the pursuers behind him.

"How deep is this place from the ground?"

"More than ten meters deep, what do you want to do?"

Martin didn't answer, but threw the C4 explosives in the box evenly into the sewer.

Wait until Nightwing has distanced himself from the pursuers at the bend, then press the detonator.

boom!
Flames rose, sewage evaporated instantly, and shock waves echoed continuously in the arched tunnel, blowing all the pursuing vehicles that were not fast enough into pieces.

(End of this chapter)