Marvel's Dark Knight

Chapter 51 Ironclad evidence (please collect, please read)

"Ah~~~"

When the guy slowly wakes up, the first thing he sees is a completely upside-down world.

He could feel the congestion in his brain. That was because his blood couldn't flow normally when he was hanging upside down.

"Where are the people? Where have they gone?" Although he wanted to speak loudly now, he was unable to make a louder voice while hanging upside down.

As the guy spoke, the bat slowly walked out of the darkness.

"According to your physical condition, in half an hour..."

Without waiting for the bat to finish speaking, the guy had already opened his mouth to beg for mercy from the bat.

"I said! Whatever you ask me, I will tell you! Can you let me go?"

That guy obviously doesn't have a lot of backbone.

But thinking about the appearance he showed before, Bat should have already thought that this guy is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Where is the need for torture?

"Tell me, where will your weapons be shipped to in the end?" Bat picked up the man and allowed him to experience the normal blood flow.

"Fisk Tower."

The guy revealed his final destination without any hesitation.

This destination sounded a bit surprising to Bat.

Bat has only been in Fisk Tower for a few days, but this does not mean that Bat has not figured out the inside and outside of Fisk Tower.

If Fisk Tower was Hydra's trading contact, there was no way he wouldn't have discovered it.

Bat didn't say anything, he just lifted him up and slammed him against the wall.

"Cough! Cough!"

The violent impact left the guy unable to recover for a while.

When he looked at the bat and wanted to take action, he immediately shouted loudly: "Only Hydra knows better."

The fist that Bat had originally raised suddenly changed its direction and hit the wall next to the guy's ear when he said this.

The debris from the wall splashed around, making the little leader of Hydra look horrified.

He didn't waste any more time and immediately spoke to the bat: "Only Hydra knows where to enter."

Bat slowly retracted his fist, didn't say anything, just stared at this guy quietly.

That guy was like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, telling the bat all the news he knew.

But all this sounds like a complete joke to bats.

If you really want to go to the Fisk Building, then the transaction location will definitely not be in Hell's Kitchen.

After all, Hell's Kitchen is on Manhattan Island.

Place the trading location on Manhattan Island, but not in Hell's Kitchen.

It's obviously impossible.

All I can say is that the guy in front of me is not honest.

"If you tell me, you can spare my life."

He smiled flatteringly at the bat, with a flattering look on his face, as if he had revealed his biggest secret.

The barbs on the arm armor directly cut the rope hanging the guy, but before the guy could feel any joy, the bat had already pinned him to the wall.

He took out a finger tiger with a bat symbol from his belt. Bat raised his eyes and looked at the guy who still maintained his expression.

The little head of Hydra's eyes were initially flattering, but gradually changed as the items in the bat's hands changed.

There was no flattery in his eyes anymore, it was all fear.

The finger tiger in the bat's hand is no longer an ordinary black finger tiger, it is already red.

This time, Bat didn't let this guy speak first.

But do it first.

The crimson finger tiger followed the bat's heavy punch and hit him hard on the side.

"ah!!!"

Severe pain swept through the whole body at this moment.

"Don't make small moves!" The bat's voice no longer had the same feeling as before, it was hoarse and more frightening.

"Everything I said is true, it's true!" Even in the severe pain, the guy had already bitten off what he had said before.

Even though he was in pain so much that the veins on his neck popped out.

But he still didn't change his tune.

Bat suddenly removed his finger, took two steps back, and looked at the guy who was paralyzed on the ground, weak from pain. Bat's eyes had become extremely indifferent.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

The guy coughed, while severe pain was sweeping through his brain.

"I believe you guys know about Kingpin's underground smuggling route." When Bat said this, the guy was obviously about to cough out his lungs, but he stopped in an instant.

His whole body was shaking.

It wasn't because of pain, but because of fear, or something else.

"We visited Kingpin, and he did tell us that you exist. You are a superhero, but you may also be an ordinary person." The leader raised his head at this time and looked at the bat and said.

"Do you really think we don't know anything about what you did?" He suddenly laughed.

"Often smart guys suffer in the areas where they are most proud."

Suddenly there was a lot of noise in the surrounding area.

It's obvious that someone has begun to surround this place.

"I have scanned your body and there is no tracer." Bat frowned. This situation is indeed not very good for Bat.

But Bat still spoke to the guy quite calmly.

The guy stuck out his tongue and proudly showed a tiny device at the base of his tongue to the bat.

"Aegis Technology, X-ray cannot be scanned." At this time, this guy changed his submissive look before.

With a weird smile on his face, he spoke to the bat.

When he looked down at his waist, he actually laughed.

"I just said there is a Batman in this world."

As soon as these words came out, Bat also knew the identity of the guy in front of him.

Obviously the guy in front of me is the guy who reported in the newspaper that Wick John Kane was suspected to be Batman.

"Now that I have irrefutable evidence, no one will say that I am a reporter who only makes up fake news." The guy's face at this moment was filled with a chilling smile.

Obviously, he has become a madman, a madman obsessed with finding Batman.

"Are you that reporter?"

"Oh, yes. I used to be called Clark Kent, but now you can call me the Joker." When this guy opened his mouth to explain his name, the Red Death in his mind suddenly became a little nervous.

Thomas obviously had not heard of the previous name. He just looked at the reporter who called himself the clown in a daze.

He seemed to think of the woman who had a smile etched on the corner of her mouth forever in memory of their son.

"There are really people in this world called this name." Obviously this voice does not belong to the Red Death. Such a clear and clean voice clearly comes from the voice of Barry Allen in his body.

"NYPD, please put down your weapons and walk out of the door slowly!" It wasn't until the place was completely surrounded that the police outside turned on the lights on the police car.

Red and blue lights kept flashing in the silent night sky.

(End of chapter)