Chapter 160 Crisis, Fear

"Brothers, do you know where this is?"

"Haha, that's right! Some friends already know where I am now. Fans who are familiar with me know that I am a supporter of Batman. You must also know that Batman appeared in the East District of Gotham today, and I... was lucky to find him!"

"Oh my God, the anchor quickly turned the camera around. Did I hear the sound of a bomb explosion just now?"

"Is that Iraq over there? Someone is shooting, no, there are a lot of people!"

"Let's see Batman!"

A young man with dyed yellow hair, with a smile on his face, looked at the crazy scrolling barrage on his mobile phone. He knew that the current atmosphere had reached its peak. Not to mention the netizens who were watching his live broadcast, even he himself was excited because of the current situation.

He moved his eyes away from the mobile phone screen and looked at the window on the side. The building opposite was constantly firing gunfire at this moment, and there was a violent roar at the door on the first floor. The flames produced burned to the threshold. He felt as if he had suddenly returned from the peacetime to the war era!

Without swaying the audience's appetite, the yellow-haired man quickly moved the camera of the mobile phone to the window.

At this moment, Bruce Wayne was climbing over the wall and rushing to the floor where the fighting sound came from. This action was also captured by the mobile phone.

Under the gaze of Huangmao and nearly 5,000 viewers in the live broadcast room, he climbed into a room with a broken window in an extremely agile posture.

"666!"

"It's worthy of being Batman!"

"What a strong climbing ability!"

"Oh my God."

Through the blurred vision, they then clearly saw that there seemed to be someone fighting in the room, and there were continuous gunshots. The situation seemed a bit chaotic, but they were very excited.

On the other side, as the criminals came to the room where Patrina and others were fighting fiercely, just as they were hesitating whether to go in, the door suddenly exploded.

The raging flames accompanied by the impact of the explosion instantly enveloped the criminals in the corridor.

Boom!

Amid the violent explosion roar, a tall and burly figure and a slender figure were blown out of the window.

"Shit!"

Huangmao couldn't help but exclaimed. The scene in front of him was too horrifying. The raging flames gushed out from the room. From his perspective, the terrible flames instantly enveloped Batman and others.

Huangmao couldn't help but look at the barrage on his phone. He wanted to know if the audience was as upset as he was at the moment.

"Oh my God, Batman was blown out? Is he going to be in trouble!"

"Oh my God, how many bombs did those criminals make?"

"Why is there another person?"

"Oh my god, I know that guy. That's Catwoman from our East District. This is someone from the Judgment Council. Which force is fighting her?"

"Fuck, Judgment Council?"

"Judgment Council!"

Huangmao looked at the subtitles of the Judgment Council that were flooding the barrage. At this time, the panic in his heart instantly dissipated, and was replaced by incomparable excitement.

If Batman is the traffic star, then the guys in the Judgment Council are the traffic kings. Now everyone in Gotham knows that since the vampires of the Judgment Council appeared in the night of the East District of Gotham, the crimes here have been quickly eliminated in a short time. Countless criminals have been sucked dry of blood and lie on the streets of Gotham, making those hidden criminals feel heartbroken.

Not only those vicious murderers, but even those petty thieves dare not show up. The East District of Gotham has entered an era of fear for criminals.

Now, the East District can be said to be the most civilized place in Gotham since its establishment. The East District Police Station has set a record of no police calls for a month!

Some news and newspapers even revealed that there are rumors that in order to save the financial allocation of the East District government, the plan may lay off or transfer the East District Police Station.

All of this is affected by the group of vampires.

Those vampires are real stars. They not only maintain the safety and order of the East District, but also become the existence that all the young people in the East District dream of becoming.

Although Catwoman is different from vampires, she is also a member of the Judgment Council. Although she is not a speaker-level figure, her traffic is also not low.

While Huangmao was watching the crazy surge in the number of people in the live broadcast room with joy, he was observing the situation of Batman and Catwoman.

Suddenly, the situation reversed in some way.

Amid the screams of countless bullet comments, Huangmao looked at the three figures that jumped out of the blazing flames in disbelief. They were still burning with flames, but the flames did not seem to bring them much fatal threats. As they landed steadily, the flames were quickly extinguished. Under the gloomy sky, their scorched faces were healing rapidly at an exaggerated speed.

The screen focused instantly, and the high-definition lens equipped with Huangmao's mobile phone specially used for live broadcast easily locked the face of one of the men, and the bullet comments in the live broadcast room were swiping the screen crazily.

Huangmao's voice was a little dry, and his eyes revealed disbelief. Looking at the man's open pupils on the screen, he said in a trembling voice: "Vampire?!"

Looking at the many masked members of the Masked Society rushing out of the building, Huangmao felt that his worldview collapsed.

The vampire, who symbolizes judgment and is irreconcilable with evil, is now standing in front of the notorious members of the Masked Society.

"It's over, it's all over!"

"Gotham's ultimate darkness is coming, haha, those damn vampires, I said they are hypocritical, look, look who they stand with, I can finally stand up!"

"This is impossible, how can a vampire stand in front of those criminals of the Mask Society!"

"Woo, impossible, that must not be the vampire we know!"

"Oh my god, why are you all talking about those vampires? Doesn't anyone care about Batman and Catwoman?"

"No, shouldn't Catwoman be an organization with those vampires? Even if they are not under the same congressman?"

"This world is really over, Gotham East is over!"

Watching the number of viewers in the live broadcast room exceed 100,000, Huangmao only felt his throat extremely dry. Under the huge traffic, he was not surprised, but an inexplicable panic atmosphere enveloped him.

He is also from Gotham East, and God knows how much he cherishes his current life.

"Batman, I didn't expect that we didn't go to find you, but you came here by yourself!"

A criminal who was transformed into a vampire, with a grim smile on his face, his enemies and hated guys all stood in front of him. Now he thought he was invincible and felt so happy, especially when he saw Batman's shocked face.

Bruce supported Patrina. Unlike him who had just joined the conflict, Patrina's body was covered with blood marks left by the claws of vampires. The largest wound was on her shoulder, which was obviously hit by a bullet, and the flesh hole was still oozing blood.

Patrina's originally fair skin was even paler, and it was obvious that she seemed to be losing blood seriously now.

"Can you still hold on?"

Looking at Catwoman, whose beautiful face could not be concealed even with a mask, Bruce said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the criminals who were transformed into vampires who were gradually surrounding him.

He felt great pressure from this group of vampires, which was completely different from the feeling of contact with Faso at the beginning.

"I can still hold on! Ahem..."

The blood gushing out of her throat instantly spurted out, the bright red blood flowed down the corners of her lips to her neck, and then along her clothes, dripping onto something worn around her neck.

"You'd better leave quickly, I'll stop them for now."

Bruce couldn't see that the woman in front of him was already at the end of her strength. He just went in and happened to see Patrina being hit in the stomach by a vampire.

The woman's injuries were much more serious than they seemed. He had already come into contact with the power of those vampires, which was not a force that ordinary people could withstand.

"Haha, run? Batman, do you think we are still the same as before? Not to mention her, even you have to stay here for me!"

A bald man rushed out instantly, his speed was so fast that he almost left a residual image, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Bruce.

A fierce punch came at him. Bruce pushed Patrina away and dodged the punch. He hit the opponent's chin with a fierce uppercut.

"Fuck!"

The battle was about to break out. Looking at Batman being besieged by vampires, Huangmao was anxious. Compared with Batman's reputation of not killing, the monstrous power of vampires was more deeply rooted in people's hearts. In their subconscious, they didn't want to see the Dark Knight fighting vampires.

"Shit! Those vampires are so fast!"

"Come on, Batman!"

"!"

"Batman was hit. My God, how can those monsters be so powerful?"

Looking at the information on the barrage, Huangmao looked over and saw that Bruce's figure flew backwards in the field and hit the street lamp next to him. The street lamp made of steel pipes bent instantly. This horrible blow made him dry his tongue.

"Batman lost?"

"It's over!"

"Where did this vampire come from? The fourth one!"

The slightly curly golden hair danced in the wind, and he suddenly attacked Sot among the criminals, and looked at Batman who was punched away with a grim smile.

Unlike the joy in his heart, Bruce felt very heavy at the moment. He was shocked to find that the power of these vampires in front of him seemed to be stronger than when he fought with Faso before.

Bruce knew that Faso was a second-generation blood descendant, and he clearly remembered that Lin Jue once told him that the closer the blood descendant was to the blood god, the stronger the power would be.

Looking at the strange face, his pupils shrank slightly.

Is this guy a direct blood descendant?