American comics: The Savior Who Started with Vampires

Chapter 55 Bruce

Rumble!

A house collapsed instantly, and a man wearing a mask was seen shouting loudly while carrying a rocket launcher on a truck.

The surrounding residents scattered and fled. Soon, accompanied by the sound of sirens, a police car with bright red and blue lights flashed and sped over.

Soon after, a gunfight broke out between the police and the criminals right there on the street.

George, looking grim, hid behind the door of a police car, occasionally peeking out to fire.

"These damn lunatics!"

The old detective cursed angrily, then his expression changed drastically in the next moment, and he quickly left the police car beside him.

As a cluster of flames flickered, a beam of fire shot straight towards them under the cover of night. In the blink of an eye, a violent roar followed, and the vehicle he was standing in was instantly blown away by the flames.

Boom boom boom!

The explosion reverberated throughout the block, and officers who had used vehicles for cover nearby quickly dropped to the ground. One of the officers closest to the explosion was instantly engulfed in flames.

"Ah!"

Screams mingled with angry curses, while the criminals cheered, unlike the police officers.

Just as the situation was escalating, under the moonlight, a black figure quickly traversed the streets and alleys, looking at a man standing on the eaves, holding a gun and with colorful graffiti painted on his face.

Without hesitation, he kicked the man hard, sending him flying.

boom!

With the sound of his body hitting the vehicle, the man let out a painful groan. The movement behind him drew the attention of the criminals.

"Batman?"

The man closest to him changed his expression and was about to draw his gun to fire when the man in the black robe grabbed his wrist and twisted it violently. With a painful scream, Bruce kicked the man's body away.

It crashed directly into the back of its partner who was about to come to its aid.

The next moment, he took a big stride, waving his arms, and quickly ran towards the side of the street. Gunshots rang out one after another, and bullets flew past from all directions, but the man skillfully dodged them all.

A hand reached out from the obstacle, twisted rapidly, and a shimmering bat dart struck a man in the chest in an instant.

"what!"

The man let out a scream and fell to the ground. His companion quickly pulled the dart from his shoulder.

No one was surprised to see the dart still buzzing and vibrating; Batman's high-tech equipment was already famous in Gotham's underworld!

"Fuck!"

The man who had been carrying the rocket launcher suddenly turned around, and his partner behind him quickly loaded the rocket launcher. As the loading was successful, a sinister smile appeared on the man's face.

However, the next moment, a flash of silver light appeared, and a trembling dart instantly pierced his arm, the one holding the rocket.

"Damn it!"

The rocket launcher fell to the ground, and the pale-faced man clutched his arm before jumping off the truck.

Because the criminals' attention was drawn to the police officers who had been suppressed, they started shooting out, quickly subduing the previously arrogant criminals and preventing them from showing their faces.

Meanwhile, as the situation reversed, the criminals finally began to panic. Noticing the weakening of their firepower, Bruce leaped out from behind cover and quickly approached a criminal who was reloading his gun.

With a casual kick, he bent the man's abdomen, and then delivered a powerful uppercut, sending the man flying through the air.

As he fell to the ground, the criminal instantly lost consciousness. The panicked crowd around him quickly opened fire, but Bruce swiftly climbed up the rock wall and leaped down, dodging the incoming bullets while delivering a powerful flying kick that sent a criminal from a truck crashing to the ground.

At that moment, facing the three criminals at close range, he quickly threw punches, his swift and fierce fists knocking the three burly men to the ground in the blink of an eye.

boom!

A heavy punch landed on the chest of the man who was trying to fire his gun.

puff!

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the bald, burly man slammed heavily into the truck, instantly denting the entire door. He stared in terror at Bruce, who was throwing a punch at him.

However, the fist grazed his earlobe and slammed heavily into the car next to him.

The loud roar vibrated his eardrums, and he instinctively covered his head and crouched down.

Whoohoo!

Bruce's chest heaved violently, his eyes bloodshot, but he ignored it. The criminal, who had collapsed to the ground in terror, quickly weaved between the vehicles.

Wherever he went, men and horses fell in disarray; not a single criminal could withstand a single blow from him.

Just as he was passing a car, a baseball bat suddenly came from the side and struck Bruce hard on the head.

Under intense dizziness, Bruce's body swayed slightly to one side. Seizing the opportunity, the criminal quickly got up, pulled out a dagger from his pocket, and stabbed Bruce hard into his body.

However, before the man's joy could fade, a pair of strong hands grabbed his wrists that were holding the dagger.

Click!

With the sound of bones cracking, the man let out a painful howl. However, the next moment, a dark shadow flashed in front of him, and the next moment, accompanied by intense pain, he instantly fainted and collapsed to the ground.

Slowly retracting his knee, Bruce quickly dodged towards a vehicle to the side, bullets gleaming as they passed in front of him.

His chest heaved violently, and he didn't seem to be in particularly good condition at the moment.

On the other side, because the criminals were completely thrown into disarray, the police officers, seizing the opportunity, emerged from their cover and began rushing towards the criminals' convoy.

Soon, accompanied by shouts and curses from the police officers, one criminal after another was pinned to the ground.

Seeing that all was lost, the masked man glared hatefully at Batman, who had just darted into the alley.

Immediately, they opened fire on the police officers, and a burst of gunfire erupted.

His body fell heavily to the ground.

Soon, George arrived in front of him. Looking at the raccoon mask, his expression darkened slightly. He slowly removed the mask, revealing a face disfigured by flames.

"Damn it! It's the Masked Company again!"

The elderly detective cursed angrily, while George's face was extremely gloomy as he looked at the various alleyways deep in the street, his eyes gradually becoming deep.

At that moment, Bruce, who was running quickly through the alley, suddenly collapsed to the ground, blood dripping slowly down his face.

His old injuries had not yet healed, and he finally couldn't hold on any longer and staggered to the ground. He slowly took off his specially made bat suit and casually stuffed it into the trash can next to him. Bruce leaned against the wall, feeling exhausted.

His mind became increasingly confused until he heard a faint footstep, at which point he finally fell into a coma.

Wishing everyone a happy and prosperous 2024!

May everything go well for you, and may you enjoy good health!

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