American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 77 The Pain of Bloodstained Beauty

Gino received the Claw Assassin's outfit from Loren, and at Gino's request, Loren also introduced him to several particularly famous tailor shops in the city.

Gotham at night.

Gino was walking on the road.

The red-light district in the bustling city is a scene of dazzling lights and revelry, with promiscuous prostitutes, listless drug addicts, and drunkards lying asleep on the roadside.

The seductive laughter of young women and the angry roars of gamblers after their defeats created a chaotic yet unique beauty in this sinful city.

In this red-light district, the air is filled with a pungent smell mixed with various vomit odors, but the people seeking pleasure here have long been accustomed to these smells. Each of them wears a cheerful smile, but their lifeless eyes reveal the confusion in their hearts.

Gino bought a simple bat mask from a stall and put it on.

"Sir, would you like a newspaper? It'll only cost one dollar."

A dirty-looking child blocked Gino's way.

The kids in Gotham are all very clever. The dirty-faced boy's gaze swept over Gino's suit and watch, as well as his smooth skin. This rich guy was young and looked like a respectable person.

Gino tossed a coin, which the child caught awkwardly.

He then quickly handed Gino a freshly printed newspaper.

Gino walked and looked around.

The black-and-white newspaper, still smelling of ink, featured a striking headline: "Gotham's Richest Man: Bruce Wayne Returns to Gotham."

Gino overheard many people in the surrounding pubs talking about it, with one saying, "Hilarious, this Gotham's richest man has something wrong with his head."

"What's the point of going back to this rotten city? To visit the graves of his two dead parents?"

After he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from inside the tavern, the sarcastic laughter carrying far through the tavern's doors.

Gino continued walking ahead when suddenly a thin girl blocked his path.

"Sir, would you like to come and have some fun?"

The girl was wearing a large brown trench coat. As she spoke, she lifted her coat to reveal a lace outfit underneath.

"No, you're too ugly."

Gino's expressionless face indicated his rejection.

"Fuck you!" Hearing Gino's words, the girl extended her middle finger to Gino in a friendly greeting, and then she turned and walked towards another man at the other end of the street.

"Sir, would you like to play?"

Gino glanced at the two people talking and was about to leave when he saw a burly middle-aged man rush out from the corner.

He was wearing a white suit and looked like a nouveau riche.

"Fuck!"

The man appeared to be the prostitute's boss, roughly grabbing the girl's wrist.

"Look at this guy, he's dressed like a cop!"

Gino also glanced at the man who was being stopped by the pimp.

The other person was wearing a felt hat, clean jeans, and a brown trench coat over their upper body.

To be honest, wearing this outfit on a summer night does look a bit strange.

"I'm not a cop," Gino heard the man say slowly.

but,

Several strong thugs, armed with various weapons, surrounded them.

"Someone's going to be in trouble." Gino looked away; he had already reached his destination, a garment workshop.

Gino entered the room, removed his mask to reveal his true face, and told the owner his requirements.

After activating his "money" power, the boss said he would come to pick up the goods at noon tomorrow.

jingle.

Gino pushed open the store door and walked out.

The fighting continued on the street not far away.

The young man I had seen earlier was standing in the middle of the road, his fists flailing wildly, displaying impressive martial arts skills. He was knocking down thugs one after another, who lay on the ground howling in pain.

The streetwalker we just saw seemed frozen in shock, and her boss clearly hadn't expected the cop to be such a good fighter.

Seeing the other person rushing towards them, the man gritted his teeth and shoved the girl who was blocking his way towards the young man.

The young man seemed to have no intention of harming the woman; he reached out his right hand and gently pushed the girl away.

However, from Gino's perspective, he had already noticed the dagger hidden in the streetwalker's sleeve.

"Whoosh!"

Taking advantage of the young man's back being turned to the streetwalker, the girl pulled out a knife and launched a sneak attack.

The sharp blade gleamed coldly under the neon lights.

"ah!"

She let out a piercing scream, bent over, and brandished the dagger, stabbing it fiercely at the young man's right leg.

next second.

"Pfft!"

A dagger pierced the young man's thigh!

The sharp blade tore through the jeans, cut through the skin, and pierced the flesh.

"Ah!" The young man screamed in pain, instinctively kicking the woman.

The force of the blow to the streetwalker's abdomen caused her to groan and stagger backward before falling to the ground.

The situation was chaotic.

The blood-stained jeans made the young man's face turn somber.

The thugs who had initially fled, seeing the wounded young man regroup, charged at him once more, brandishing their weapons.

Gino had just started to walk away from the chaotic crowd when he saw the scene unfolding before him.

A cold voice echoed in the boy's mind.

[Negative emotions from Bruce Wayne +10, +10]

"Bruce Wayne." Gino paused, his gaze returning to the crowd.

Looking at Bruce Wayne, who was fighting with the thugs, he seemed to be wearing makeup and colored contact lenses, and had no similar features to the man Gino had seen in the newspaper.

Gino was somewhat silent.

It's hard to imagine that the future Dark Knight, the super brain of the Justice League, is currently fighting a group of thugs.

Moreover, he was stabbed in the femoral artery by a prostitute.

Through his X-ray vision, Geno could see that Bruce's right leg wound was gushing blood, and that in just a short while, the guy would go into shock due to excessive blood loss.

It can only be said that Bruce Wayne, fresh out of school, is still too inexperienced, and he may have a long way to go before he becomes the city's beacon of hope.

Gino abandoned the idea of ​​leaving; he even took out his phone to record the fight scene.

This could be a moment of embarrassment for Batman in the future, and Gino thinks it has some collectible value.

Of course, these were all just things he did on the spur of the moment. The reason he stayed here was to collect points from Bruce.

Gino fiddled with his fingers, leaning against the wall, listening to the +10 that kept echoing in his mind.

"Beep beep beep~"

Police cars with sirens blaring burst into the chaotic street.

It's hard to believe that nearly 30 minutes after the fight broke out, Gotham's police finally arrived at the scene.

As the sirens of police cars echoed through the red-light district, the thugs, well aware of the corrupt nature of Gotham's police, scattered in a panic, leaving only Bruce Wayne standing there with blood on his fists.

"Hey!"

Two police officers in dark blue uniforms drew pistols from their waists.

For Gotham police officers, the best way to deal with trouble is to solve it.

They raised their pistols and pointed them at the man.

With their index fingers pressed on the triggers, they chose to fire without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The spent cartridge case ejected from the chamber, and the bullet shot out from the muzzle, leaving a trail of blue smoke.

Bruce's eyes widened, his training from the League of Assassins causing him to instinctively crouch down in an attempt to dodge the bullets.

(End of this chapter)