Martin Variety in American Comics.

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The two-faced man stood in the shadows, revealing half of his handsome face illuminated by the light, and his left hand hidden in the darkness was fiddling with a coin.

"Sionis, I never thought you would come to me on your own initiative."

Roman Sionis, a classmate of Bruce Wayne, has very similar life trajectories.

Sionis also lost his parents at a young age, but he murdered them for the inheritance.

He also had a multinational company, but due to his personality, it soon went bankrupt.

He also wanted to exert influence on Gotham, but the way he chose was to dig up his parents' graves, carve a mask for himself with their coffins, and then become a gangster boss.

Sionis always compares himself to Bruce Wayne, but everyone knows that he is no match for Bruce Wayne.

"A Batman is roaming the streets of Gotham. He has already taken out two old guys, Falcone and Manilow."

Black Mask took the red wine from Assistant No. 1, poured a glass for himself and Two-Face, took a sip and said: "In this situation, I think the two of us should help each other to get through this difficult time."

"You're scared."

Two-Face flicked the coin in his hand into the air, then opened his hand to catch it, and said sarcastically: "We used to firmly believe that Bruce Wayne was Batman, because apart from that rich man, no one else had the terrifying financial resources to support Batman's fight.

But now, Wayne has been arrested, and a Batman has appeared on the street. Our judgment is completely wrong. You are worried that fate has played a joke on us. "

"Stop being a charlatan."

Black Mask looked at the way Two-Face flipped the coin and hated this guy from the bottom of his heart.

"I still like you better when you were a prosecutor. Even though you were just as annoying back then, it was better than now."

When talking about the past, the Two-Face Man showed no reaction, as if he was not the one being talked about.

"The matter of cooperation is very simple. We let it be decided by a coin. Heads means cooperation, and tails means sorry."

"There's a guy in a Batman armor outside watching us, and you want to decide life and death with a coin?"

I hate Gotham!

Black Mask's hatred for the city beneath his feet increased in his heart.

"It's not the coin, it's fate!"

The two-faced man waved his hand to emphasize the symbolic meaning of the coin, and then ejected the coin.

Even those who don't care will focus their eyes on the coin when it is tossed, waiting for the answer from fate or themselves.

However, the power suddenly went out at the Bingfeng Hotel, and everything was plunged into darkness, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Black Mask was quite angry when he heard the shouts coming from his ears. He grabbed Assistant No. 1 and said viciously, "Tell those idiots to shut up. They are going to disgrace me. Where is the backup power? Start it immediately."

As soon as he gave the order, the hall fell silent.

It was not because of his order, but because before him, a strong and cold voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"I have the answer you want - no one can leave this hotel."

Martin crouched on the statue on the pillar and monitored everyone in the house with the night vision system.

He saw someone trying to start up the backup power, but did not stop them because he had already destroyed the generators.

"Turn on your flashlights, check every corner carefully, and dig out the bat for me."

Two-Face no longer tries to toss a coin. Feeling the invisible pressure above his head, he joins forces with Black Mask and urges his men to find Batman.

"Form a circle of three and don't give Batman a chance to catch you."

Dozens of flashlights were turned on, and beams of light shone directly onto the glass roof of the lobby. The less intense light scattered everywhere, illuminating part of the lobby.

Martin took out an advanced version of the grappling gun and set up several cableways in the middle of the pillars, using them to quickly walk in the air and avoid the searches of Two-Face and Black Mask's men.

He put on the filter and threw out smoke bombs with fear gas added in. Looking at the yellow-green smoke rising in front of them, the patrolling people did not notice anything wrong.

But Two-Face and Black Mask's eyes widened immediately: "It's Scarecrow's fear gas, Gas Mask. Damn, this Batman must be real, only he can be so crazy."

After putting on the gas masks, the two men's first reaction was to run away. As soon as their subordinates inhaled a little bit of the fear gas, they became crazy and acted recklessly towards the non-existent illusion, doing all kinds of things.

"How was your day?"

Batman's figure and voice were distorted under the flashlight and the gas of fear, making him look more like a bat monster.

"kill him!"

Black Mask was the first to draw his gun and shoot at the exposed chin.

Martin raised his left hand and used his arm armor to block the incoming bullets, then bent down slightly and approached Two-Face and Black Mask.

The other side still had eight men who were still rational. They surrounded Martin with daggers and attacked him at the same time.

Martin didn't hesitate. He kicked his feet and rushed forward, grabbing the right wrist of the man in front of him. Instead of continuing to attack, he swung his left arm like a sledgehammer and knocked out the attacker on the left.

Then he kicked back fiercely, and the armor-enhanced kick sent the person attacking from behind flying.

While standing firm, Martin controlled the person in his hand, moving him left and right, using him as a shield to protect himself, trying to break out of the encirclement.

But these guys inhaled the fear gas and went crazy. They temporarily forgot the pain and fear and surrounded Martin tightly.

"What an ignorant fellow."

Martin saw Two-Face and Black Mask running towards the door, and kicked the person he was controlling away, crashing into someone behind him. The two of them rolled out together and were caught by the demented crowd.

The remaining four men watched as half of their men were killed in an instant. In fear, they attacked together, swinging their daggers.

Two men hacked from left and right, and two stabbed from front and back.

Ding!
Martin raised his hands, blocked the two daggers with his arm blades, pressed down with his backhands, pushed his hands forward in a claw shape, grabbed the chins of the people on his left and right, and used his arms to grab their heads and smash them towards the attacker in front.

Boom!
The attacker in front took a step back, and the heads of the two people in Martin's hands collided with each other and fell limply to the ground.

Although the attacker behind him stabbed Martin in the waist with a dagger, it was blocked by the armor.

"roll!"

With a low shout, Martin defeated the two guys whose spirits had reached the limit. They ran away shouting and became part of the crazy crowd.

He shook his head, fired his grappling gun, grabbed the grappling hook between the pillars, swung forward, and caught up with Two-Face.

He clamped the two-faced man's upper body with his legs and exerted force suddenly, throwing him out. He hit the stone statue, vomited blood, and fainted.

Two-Face was just a prosecutor before. Apart from his IQ, he was not outstanding in other aspects, at least to Martin and Batman.

But Black Mask was much more troublesome. This guy endured the poisonous gas of fear, rushed to the gate, pushed his assistant out, and delayed time.

Martin kicked and punched the assistant, knocking him unconscious.

Black Mask opened the door and ran out, just one step away from touching the vehicle and gaining freedom.

call out!
The sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air was heard, and the grappling gun pierced Black Mask's thigh.

Martin dragged them back to his side, tied up Black Mask and Two-Face, who refused to bow their heads in pain, and threw them into the back seat of the Batmobile, preparing to leave.

At this moment, several rockets flew in from a distance and landed around Martin.

The next moment, flames and shock waves swept across the entire street like a herd of out-of-control horses.

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