American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

"Five more riddles... Don't rush, Chief Gordon is doing fine. As long as you keep answering, he'll be safe. Otherwise, he'll turn into a pile of mincemeat, hahahaha."

Batman walked to the door next to him, turned the switch, and entered the next room.

…………

Chief Gordon was in a bad mood; he was tied upside down, causing his head to become congested with blood.

Looking up, you can see the terrifying rock crusher below; falling down would definitely mean certain death.

"Edward Nigma! Put me down, let's fight one-on-one!"

"Edward Nigma!!!"

His roars grew weaker and weaker; a stroke is no fun.

Suddenly, something on his feet made a sound.

"Gordon, don't be so nervous. You know, Batman is here to save you! He only needs to get through three more challenges before he sees you!"

Sizzle—sizzle—

"This damn broken machine, it's okay, it's just that my microphone is a bit old. Anyway, back to the point."

Gordon, the thing strapped to your ankle is a huge secret about Gotham, one I think Batman will never guess! Hahahaha…”

"You lunatic, come out here, let's fight one-on-one!"

Ignoring Gordon's taunts, the Riddler hung up the call.

No one expected that Batman's phone would ring at that moment.

He pressed a button on the arm armor's computer, and the internal communication under the mask was immediately established.

[Sir, Young Master Ban said he's blocked the signal for you. You don't need to solve that damned riddle anymore. Just go find the riddle solver! He's in the monitoring room on the third floor.]

"I see."

Batman pressed a few buttons on his arm. Blue light began to emanate from the power armor.

Immediately afterwards, they broke down the door and rushed out.

Thud! Thud! Thud

He smashed through three doors and reached the main hall.

The riddle teller's voice came from the loudspeaker:

"Oh, damn it! How could you break the rules! Since you're not playing by the rules, Gordon's out!"

The Riddler kept pressing the button, but the device on Gordon's leg just wouldn't trigger.

"Is Gordon alright?"

Batman turned off the rock crusher and was about to save Gordon when a gunshot rang out from behind.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The riddle-maker went berserk and charged at them with a gun.

Two shots hit Batman, but it was useless. With the power armor on, the damage was negligible. Gordon, however, was in a worse situation, shot in the leg.

"hiss--"

"Gordon!"

Batman, enraged, rushed forward and slammed his fist down on the Riddler's hand.

Snap, the bone broke.

Another punch, and another cracking sound.

Tian Xiaoban, who had just arrived, saw Batman beating the Riddler in an extremely cruel manner.

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"Uh... Garfield, let's go rescue people. We'll pretend we didn't see anything here! You guys carry on."

Good heavens, that's so brutal!

Batman's attacks were all aimed at the bones, and the sound of bones cracking was incredibly crisp. After such a beating, the Riddler would definitely be crippled for life.

However, considering the riddle-maker's insane actions, Tian Xiaoban said, "Good riddance! He deserved it. This kind of trash who doesn't speak human language and does human things deserves to have his head twisted off."

In other words, the Riddler only angered Batman. If it were anyone else, he would have been stuffed into some oil drum, filled with cement, and sunk to the bottom of the sea long ago.

"Heh, I got it!" Garfield replied and ran towards his target.

Ignoring Batman's relentless beating of the Riddler, judging by his powerful punches, it seemed like he wouldn't be done for a while, the two of them ran towards the stone crusher.

Blood gushed from Gordon's shot thigh, flowing down his trouser leg to his forehead, staining half of his head red.

Before Garfield jumped, his whole body was wrapped in air. After jumping, he launched out like a rocket and slapped down with his paw at the machine connected by steel cables in mid-air.

boom!

The machine was blown apart, and Gordon was propelled upwards through the air by the immense force of the blow.

As he fell, Tian Xiaoban pushed off the ground and jumped, leaping rapidly over the stone crusher.

He caught Chief Gordon as he was about to fall and brought him to a safe landing. With a casual squeeze, he easily snapped the ropes binding Gordon.

"This rope is of really poor quality."

Gordon's head was still spinning. He tried to say something, but his tongue wouldn't cooperate, and what came out was slurred and unclear.

Tian Xiaoban smiled. This could be considered his first real rescue. He lightly patted Chief Gordon's cheek, signaling him to look over:

"Hey, Chief Gordon, I know you're in a hurry, but don't panic, I'll take you to the hospital! Your thigh is still bleeding profusely, it's serious!"

Before Gordon could react, Tian Xiaoban carried Gordon on his back and shouted to Batman, "Let's take him to the hospital first, you guys have fun!"

Then he said to Garfield, "Garfield, transform, Wind Chaser!"

At the same time, a voice from the depths of his soul entered Garfield's mind: 'Listen to me, don't be reckless.'

A flash of white light, and the magnificent purple steed reared up, signaling to get on the carriage—no, to get on the horse.

Tian Xiaoban flipped onto the horse's back with one hand, and Director Gordon sat behind him. Although Gordon had aggravated his wound as soon as he got on the horse, and was wincing in pain, he stubbornly kept quiet and endured the pain.

"Garfield, hurry up!"

"Then you'd better hurry!"

The horse's mane suddenly stood on end, and a faint electric current began to surge erratically.

Driven by electric current! Inefficient convergent version.

Using a weak electric current to electrotherapy the whole body, besides Garfield himself, Tian Xiaoban and Chief Gordon, who were sitting on his back, were also targets of the electrotherapy.

"hiss--"

Gordon was in a state of extreme pleasure and pain, and he involuntarily gasped for breath.

…………

On the street, a purple horse galloped wildly, carrying two people on its back. Sharp-eyed passersby immediately recognized who was on the horse.

Moreover, judging from Chief Gordon's appearance, he seems to be seriously injured.

"A generous gift of crabs! That's Gordon! Chief Gordon!!!"

Someone pointed at the horse and shouted wildly, attracting the attention of those around.

Others, realizing what was happening, rode off on motorcycles, shouting, "Chase after him! Stop him! He's kidnapped Gordon!"

These words were like a bombshell, attracting everyone around, and they all sped up to chase after it.

"Keep going, you old wrecked car!"

"Don't run!"

The car was already going over 100 km/h, but it still couldn't catch up with that purple horse!

"Damn! What kind of horse is that?! It's faster than a carriage!"

"This road looks so familiar! It's the road to Gotham General Hospital!"

"No matter where they go, chase after them..."

……

There was no need for a whip on the horse; Garfield quickly arrived at the hospital.

"Haha, those bastards think they can catch me? In their next life, hahaha!"

Garfield spun around in circles, looking smug. The horseman on the back was nearly throwing up from the jolting.

"You... slow down next time! I'm about to throw up!"

Tian Xiaoban was pale, and Director Gordon behind him was in even worse shape, looking like he was about to die.

"Doctor! Doctor! Help! Someone's in danger! Chief Gordon is here!"

Garfield's loud barking attracted the attention of those around him; a talking horse is quite rare.

The horse could talk, so they moved away from the area to observe the situation. Now that they heard the horse say that Gordon was there, the passersby immediately went to check.

"Doctor! Doctor, someone come quick! He needs a ventilator! And he's been shot! Come quick!"

The person who shouted immediately performed CPR on Gordon.

When Gordon was on Garfield's back, the strong wind from Garfield's running almost caused Gordon to suffocate.

……

Seeing that Gordon had been taken away from the hospital, Tian Xiaoban mounted her horse again and patted its rump.

"gone."

"Aren't you going to wait anymore?"

"Trust the hospitals in Gotham. They can save anyone who isn't dead. They're professionals!"

"Okay!" Garfield changed direction and sprinted towards Wayne Manor.

A flash of purple lightning streaked across the sky.