American comic book: After mastering resurrection, I became incredibly popular.

"Well, that's possible, but according to intelligence, the Batmobile driver doesn't seem to be Batman himself."

"What? He even hired a designated driver?"

Before Brock could finish his question, a black shadow rushed in from the street corner.

The familiar roar of the engine was deliberately suppressed to the limit, like a wild beast howling in the forest, causing everyone present to subconsciously look in the direction of the sound.

It's the Batmobile!

The moment Batman stood up from the car, the gunfire on both sides of the street stopped for a moment.

"Batman, you're not dead!" Black Mask, who was in the middle of a fierce battle, was suddenly startled. His voice came from the second floor of the department store, full of doubt.

“Batman!” Anarchy exclaimed, but his tone quickly turned to excitement. “No, you shouldn’t be here! You’ve failed. The order of this city has collapsed. Gotham will become our Gotham!”

Batman didn't respond to anyone. He silently jumped out of the car, his gaze sweeping over every gunman on either side of the street.

The gun barrels were still pointed at each other, but not at him for the time being.

This is a good sign.

"Batman, be careful," Wang Baixi said to him, then quickly closed the hatch.

At the same moment, his brain exploded with various notifications that the presence of the deceased had been detected.

In just one minute, his experience points quickly increased by four hundred.

The upgrade speed is absolutely amazing!

As soon as he finished speaking, Batman pulled two miniature concussion grenades from his belt and launched an attack on both sides simultaneously.

A concussion grenade exploded above the Anaki gang's position, and the shockwave knocked Anaki and his men to the ground.

"Damn bats!"

The other missile was thrown at the second floor of the department store, shattering the two remaining glass windows. The black-masked men were thrown about by the shockwave.

"Hey! You bastard, you're preventing people from getting the freedom they deserve!" Anarchy struggled to his feet and angrily threw a Molotov cocktail at Batman.

The glass bottle shattered at Batman's feet, and flames instantly engulfed the edge of his cape.

But Batman didn't stop. He strode through the flames, letting the burning liquid on his cape be flung onto the ground, leaving a trail of flickering fire.

Before anyone could react, he had already charged into the Anarchist gang's territory, taking down several gang members with a few punches and kicks.

"Have mercy, Batman! I've always supported the Gotham government! I'm a law-abiding citizen!"

The Anarchist gang was quickly overthrown.

Meanwhile, while Batman and the Anarchists were locked in combat, Black Mask slipped down through a side entrance of the department store with two bodyguards.

He walked around to the back of an overturned van, pulled a pistol from his waist, and aimed it at Batman's exposed lower back.

"Go to hell, Batman."

With his marksmanship, he's sure to hit him!

But just as he was about to pull the trigger, he felt a wave of dizziness.

A second ago, a dark purple light gently swept across his temple, but it still managed to hit him.

[Soul's Lament activated!]

[Skill experience points +10!]

[Hit target, experience points +10!]

Current Mana: 4.5/50

Current experience points: 410/4800

The man in the black mask froze abruptly. "Damn it!"

However, in those two moments of hesitation, Batman had already reacted, immediately turned around and ran, slamming his fist heavily into Black Mask's face.

"This is truly a ghost story..." the black-masked man murmured, before losing consciousness.

Batman grabbed the black mask and glanced back at the caster of the spell: Wang Baixi.

Wang Baixi got off the Batmobile at some point, and now he was wearing a protective helmet and waving at him.

“I know you want me to stay in the car, but I just wanted to practice my aim.”

Anyway, he has the ability to "rewind life," so as long as he pays attention to safety, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Batman sighed helplessly; he was truly at a loss when it came to dealing with Wang Baixi.

He has the user manual for everyone, but he's missing this guy's.

If he were truly his own Robin, he could then employ the Batman Method of discipline, but alas, he is not.

On the other side, seeing their leader fall to the ground, the black-masked men hurriedly dropped their weapons and scattered.

It's only a few thousand yuan a month, why risk your life for Black Mask?

But Batman swiftly grabbed a henchman wearing a black mask and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Bane?"

"I don't know! He only told us to cooperate with his operation, and that someone would help us restrain the police..."

"What operation are you coordinating with?"

"I don't know, I really don't know!"

Batman shoved the henchman aside, signaling the police to quickly subdue them. Harvey Bullock reacted quickly, panting as he stood five steps away from Batman. "Batman? You're not dead! By the way, you found a new driver? Where's Robin?"

Is this some kind of pre-recorded dialogue?

How many times has he encountered this today?

“Remember to clean up the mess,” Batman said, maintaining his aloof demeanor. Then, he caught a glimpse of Anachy’s figure, which was running away like a runaway horse. Anachy must have slipped out from behind cover while Batman was dealing with the black mask.

"Don't run!" Batman and Harvey Bullock shouted almost simultaneously.

Anaki immediately darted into a narrow alley, his cloak billowing behind him like a red bat fleeing in panic. By the time they called out, he had already rounded the next corner.

It's okay, there are people who are faster than him.

A dark purple beam of light shot out from Wang Baixi's fingertip.

"Where are you going!"

[Soul's Lament activated!]

[Skill experience points +10!]

[Mana Points: 4.0/50]

[Hit target, experience points +10!]

Current experience points: 420/4800

Anaki's moving body was instantly frozen in place.

He lost his balance and slipped off the wall, his knees hitting the concrete ground, his hands still in a running posture.

Almost at the same instant, a gunshot rang out.

But then a bullet, as sharp as a shooting star, pierced Anaqi's back, and he collapsed sideways against the wall at the alley entrance.

The crowd followed the sound of gunfire and found its source: a young police officer crouching behind a police car.

The man's gun was still smoking.

"My God! I didn't mean to, he ran away, I..."

"What the hell are you doing!" Harvey Block slapped the officer's service weapon away and yelled at the young officer, "Who taught you to shoot like that!"

“Detective Brock, I just wanted to warn him…”

"Don't rush, gentlemen. Let the professionals handle this now." Fully armed Wang Baixi rushed over, and found Anaqi lying on the ground groaning, trembling.

"Looks like he's alright, it's not a fatal injury, relax, dizziness is normal..."

[Aura of a mid-level deceased detected]

[Experience points +50!]

Current experience points: 470/4800

“…Okay, never mind.” Wang Baixi shrugged at Batman. “You don’t need to call an ambulance, just call the coroner.”

[The Legacy Echoes Activated!]

"Let me see what your last words are."

[Kill! Kill ...

[Experience points +5]

"..." Wang Baixi stared speechlessly at this anarchist.

Batman walked over, knelt on one knee next to Anaqi, and looked down at him for a long time.

That shot hit him right in the heart.

"Do you have a way to bring him back to life?"

"If everyone made me do this, the earth wouldn't be able to hold that many people."

Batman's words caught in his throat. He had wanted to say: Is his life more important than anyone else's? But perhaps, the question was meaningless.

He gently closed Anachi's open eyes, then stood up and said to Brock, "Tell Gordon I'm back."

“…He would be even happier to hear you say it yourself.” Brock’s voice sounded tired. “Damn it, I thought you were really dead.”

“Reassure the public.” Batman didn’t respond, but pointed to the black mask that had somehow ended up tied to a lamppost. “By the way, he’s mine now.”

There was no moment of mourning for Anaqi's accident; the one who would be held responsible next was Black Mask.

Chapter Forty-Four: I'll Confess, I'll Confess Everything

"Damn it, can you be a little gentler?!"