American comics: I became a god at the beginning, I chose to practice both science and magic

The specially made armor-piercing bullet directly blew up the man's head, causing his head to explode like a blood flower.

Various brain proteins were directly smeared all over the woman's face. Red Hood could see that the woman seemed to be in a daze. She touched her face with trembling hands, and her hands were full of brain tissue.

Fortunately, it was dark at that time, otherwise she would probably faint from fright on the spot.

"You're welcome." Red Hood said in a low voice and immediately changed his position.

On the other side, Dick also transformed into a claw and put on low-light night vision glasses, allowing him to see his surroundings clearly.

Compared to the Red Hood's big moves, his actions are more secretive and more Batman-like.

He moves silently and swiftly, always easily tearing the target's throat with the claws on his hands.

Those who tried to use their female companions as shields could not defend themselves against his assassination. Even in this darkness, he was darker than the darkness, like a ghost.

Suddenly, he saw some waiters trying to turn on their flashlights, so he rushed forward and knocked the flashlights away.

The man reacted incredibly quickly and immediately raised his gun and fired in the direction of the sound.

He grabbed the other party's gun muzzle with his sharp claws, and the bullets hit his palm with a few "bangs", causing a sharp pain in his hand bones, but fortunately, they failed to penetrate his claw glove.

The waiter couldn't see the truth, but he knew the other person was not dead, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

Dick raised his hand and clawed, directly cutting the waiter's throat.

"Red Hood, they have flashlights!"

Upon hearing this, Red Hood changed his target and fixed his eyes on the waiters.

These people did not dare to shoot randomly without any vision, for fear of hurting their own boss, so they all took out their flashlights, and soon, several beams of white light lit up in the venue.

Red Hood called out each person's name one by one and shot each person twice, one shot to blow out the light first, and the second shot to blow out the head, and he never missed.

Dick took advantage of the dark gaps between the flashlights to move left and right, killing many waiters and disrupting the enemy's vision.

At this time, some guests finally couldn't help but take out their pistols and fight back.

These were the heads of the great families, and they themselves were armed. At this point, these seemingly righteous fellows had no choice but to take up their weapons and fight for their lives.

Chapter 358 Batman is coming!

The people from these families don’t have so many scruples when they shoot. Everyone is thinking about their own lives. As for others, let them die!

Soon, sporadic gunshots from other people were heard in the venue. These people's shooting was not very accurate, and the stray bullets they fired randomly picked out lucky spectators in the venue.

If you don't want to be killed, you have to find a nearby cover as soon as possible, hide behind it and don't move.

The penguin man opened his small umbrella, and a few muffled "bangs" could be heard from the umbrella, followed by the sound of metal falling to the ground.

He had just been nearly shot.

"It seems that our big men have also let go of their gentlemanly manners. Of course, that's also your nature, isn't it?"

"Why? Why are you doing this! Penguin-Man!"

In the darkness, someone questioned him.

The Penguin could tell that the voice came from someone who had just stood in Cobert's camp. Judging from his painful voice, could it be that this guy was shot?

"Why? You actually ask me why?" The Penguin's laughter was so recognizable even amid the hail of bullets.

Suddenly his laughter stopped abruptly: "Because this is what I want! You dirty, despicable Cobblepot bastards, ever since you killed my mother, I swear that one day I will kill you disgusting garbage with my own hands!"

The man seemed to be silent for a moment before he said, "Oswald, don't forget, you are also a Cobblepot..."

By the sound, the Penguin Man judged the other party's position. He moved his umbrella and pressed a button on the umbrella handle with his finger.

With a "bang", sparks spurted out from the tip of the umbrella, and a bullet was fired from it, seemingly hitting a body.

The man who was speaking let out a loud scream. The bullet didn't kill him, but it must have hit some part of his body.

The Penguin Man felt a little regretful, but he soon stopped thinking so, because from his angle he could see a line of fire passing in front of his eyes, and then he heard a sound similar to a watermelon bursting.

The screaming sound disappeared, and Penguin exclaimed: "As expected of Red Hood, his killing efficiency is really high!"

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether he was praising me or making fun of me.

But Red Hood is indeed as efficient as he said, killing people.

Each of his shots was sure to hit a target, and before long, most of the men in the venue had fallen victim to his murderous tactics.

Dick looks cool when he kills people with his bare hands, but the number of kills he has made is not even a fraction of Red Hood's.

This made Jason couldn't help but sneer: "Fancy!"

As expected of a gymnast, her movements are indeed handsome, and her butt is indeed firm and perky. As for her effect on the battle situation... I can only say it is not zero. Jason cannot give a higher evaluation.

In terms of large-scale killing efficiency, close combat cannot even catch up with firearms.

Seeing that everyone on the field was about to be killed, the Penguin quietly pressed a small device on the umbrella handle.

He knew full well that to the Red Hood, he was as much of a target as any other villain.

Once the guests on the field have been cleared, it's his turn next!

Not only Red Hood knows this, but Penguin also has self-awareness of it.

But it was impossible for him to surrender, so the Penguin prepared to save himself.

Red Hood continued to kill the "nobles" in the venue until he met someone.

The guy who kept making friends with them and chattering non-stop after they arrived at the venue.

Red Hood discovered something interesting.

His eyepiece has some special functions, so he can see what's hidden in the other person's suit.

Red Hood pulled off the thing on the other person's suit, put it in his palm and saw that it was actually a pinhole probe!

"Who are you?" Red Hood picked him up with one hand.

The man clenched his teeth, revealing an expression that showed he was obviously lying.

"I do not know what you're talking about!"

Red Hood placed the pinhole probe in his palm and gave it a slight squeeze, crushing it.

Whatever the man had planned to do with him, it was useless now.

"What have you done!" The man seemed to have heard the sound of the camera shattering and said anxiously.

Red Hood didn't answer him, he just let go of his grip and threw him to the ground.

However, the opponent did not fall down as he expected. Instead, he squatted down and kicked Red Hood's leg with a sweeping kick.

His movements were so smooth that Red Hood was unable to react for a moment.

But even though his suit isn't as heavy as Batman's, it still weighs nearly half a ton, plus the Red Hood's own weight...

Therefore, the opponent's sweeping kick did not achieve the desired effect, but only caused Red Hood to stagger slightly.

Seeing that things were hopeless, the man turned around and ran away decisively, but before escaping, he took off his suit very quickly and threw it accurately at Red Hood's face.

This blocked Jason's infrared vision.

It's a very smart move and the timing is just right.

It's just that his physical skills are a little bit lacking.

Red Hood was certain that the other party's purpose for coming here was definitely not simple.

However, this would be like running away from him, which would be a bit too contemptuous of him.

Red Hood flicked his wrist, and a nanorope was launched out, directly "grabbing" the ankle of the escaping man.

Jason pulled hard and pulled the other person towards him.

Due to the angle, the man was pulled down and his head hit the ground directly. If he had not been smart enough to use his arms to cushion the impact in time, he would have suffered a concussion.

After pulling the man back, Red Hood was still thinking about giving him a hard blow if he dared to struggle.

But the other party did not give him this opportunity. Instead, he cooperated and raised his hands in surrender, leaving him no room to take advantage of the situation.

"whispering sound!"

Red Hood smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, pulled out a rope made of nanoparticles from his battle suit, tied the other person tightly, and tied a knot.

Given the strength of nanomaterials, there is no way the opponent can escape unless they cut off their own limbs.

After doing this, he threw the man to a safe place to prevent him from being accidentally injured by stray bullets, and then went into the meeting room to "call the roll".

After his and Dick's efforts, they finally cleared all the people on the list.

Before coming, they made a list of all the unscrupulous capitalists who deserved to die.

As for those women, as long as they were not accidentally injured, they are basically still alive. However, even if they survive tonight, they will probably live in fear for the rest of their lives.

After the last capitalist was killed by them, the two of them approached the Penguin at the same time.

Although the Penguin Man couldn't see the situation clearly, he could hear the sounds, and his natural intuition sensed some danger.

"Are we going to kill each other so soon?" The Penguin Man raised his hands. He knew that there was no chance of winning by himself, so he could only show weakness to the enemy.

"You had a grand fireworks display at that opera house," Red Hood said coldly.

"Really? I didn't know you liked this." The Penguin sounded a little surprised, but Red Hood was not in such a good mood.

"If it didn't have a few innocent bodies in it, I'd actually like it."

"Can't we discuss it?" Penguin tried to make a last effort.

But Red Hood remains unmoved and is determined to kill the Penguin.

Facing the Penguin, Red Hood slowly raised his double-handed guns. Under his special armor-piercing bullets, the Penguin's umbrella was completely useless.

The Penguin Man himself knew this, so a drop of cold sweat ran down his chubby face.

But Red Hood failed to pull the trigger. Just when he was about to kill Penguin as well, the door to the venue suddenly opened and a group of armed police rushed in.

"Everyone, put down your weapons and raise your hands!"

Red Hood turned around and looked at Penguin: "Did you call the police?"

Not!

But this does not prevent the Penguin from using these people to escape the pursuit of the Red Hood.

"I'm a legal citizen, right?"

The Penguin raised his hands and shouted at the door: "I am Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot, the heir of the Cobblepot family. Mr. Policeman, I need help!"

Everyone in Gotham City knows that the founding families of Gotham City are colluding with government agencies, but this does not mean that official power can be ignored at will. After all, the Justice League is still cooperating with the federal government and cannot be directly slapped in the face.

But the Penguin obviously didn't know who the Red Hood was, nor did he know that he wouldn't care about such things at all!

"Do you think these people can save your life?"

What a naive idea.

Not only did Red Hood not stop, but he continued to raise his pistol. Even after being warned by the American police, he still wanted to kill the Penguin!

The Penguin's face changed, and he realized that now was the time when he was in the most danger.

But just as Red Hood was about to shoot, a dart flew over and cut off his pistol.

There was a bat shape on the dart, and Red Hood suddenly raised his head to see Batman standing in a corner of the rafters.

He swooped down like a shadow, landing between Red Hood and Penguin.

"That's enough. This matter ends here."

The half-broken pistol in Red Hood's hand turned into particles and dispersed into his battle suit. He looked at Batman coldly.

"You owe me a gun!"

Then he looked at the Penguin behind Batman: "What about him?"

"He and his gang will go to jail."

"Accomplices?"

A few minutes earlier, when the Penguin Man had the door to the venue closed.

The Penguin Gang, who were mixed in with the mercenaries, suddenly tore off their disguises and opened fire on the ignorant people around them who were still wearing mercenary uniforms.

The Riddler hid on a high point somewhere and controlled the explosion of the cars on the field through a laptop.