Chapter 3244: The Shadow of Faraines (XV)

Chapter 3218 The Haze of Faraines (Fifteen)

In the thick fog, a pale ambulance turned a corner and got rid of a large group of monsters, driving from the path in the forest to the highway.

The monsters still did not give up the pursuit, and the battle continued.

The pale knight sat back in the co-pilot of the ambulance and was counting his gains. He was not in a hurry to dismantle the larger equipment for the time being. He found a lot of medicines in the car, which were all very useful first aid medicines, the kind that could save lives if taken two pills at a critical moment.

"How is it?" Bruce asked while driving.

"The harvest is quite rich." The Pale Knight said, "But I still have to say that taking without permission is stealing."

"You can pay."

"Where do I get the money?"

Bruce didn't say anything. The Pale Knight whispered, "If I had it, I would give it to you. I hope to make some money before leaving the copy and then pay it to the hospital."

"You sound like a country bumpkin on the way to a big city to work." Bruce shook his head and said, "If you are so poor, you don't have to pay for medical expenses."

Do you support this view? "

Why do you always care about opinions?" Bruce seemed helpless, looking into the distance without turning his head and said: "You have no money and can't pay the medical expenses, so don't worry about it, because it's not your fault."

"I'm not complaining about myself, I just think it's better to pay it back if I can." The Pale Knight looked down at the medicine in his hand and said: "I don't support pharmaceutical research and development companies charging high fees, calling it encouraging new drug research, but in fact they know that humans cannot do without medicines. Even if a bottle of medicine only makes one cent, there are still people who do it."

"What did you get?" Bruce turned his head and looked at his arms.

The Pale Knight seemed to have thought of something, and moved the medicine in his arms to the other side very vigilantly and said: "You'd better not think about these drugs, the lowest concentration part in them can kill you."

"Fentanyl?"

"Have you really taken it?!" The Pale Knight looked at him in shock.

"Accidental, accidental." Bruce grinned and said.

The Pale Knight was silent for a long time, and only said one sentence, "Taking drugs is not good, especially for Batman."

"I said I'm not Batman, and I was just teasing you. Why do you think I would take drugs that damage the brain like those poor guys?"

"You mean you have a better choice?"

Bruce shook his head and said, "People always say that the rampant drug use at the bottom of society is due to the poor's own lack of determination. Otherwise, why is the proportion of drug use among the upper class who can easily afford drugs not so high?"

"But in fact, as long as you have money, there are many ways to get dopamine, and this is even more true for Batman. I can invest hundreds of millions of dollars to develop a machine that provides pleasure similar to drugs but does not damage the body. This is even the most boring and low-level pleasure."

The Pale Knight was thoughtful, but he still asked, "It sounds like you have pursued something more advanced?"

"Of course, guess how much money I have in my account now?"

"Showing off your wealth is boring." The Pale Knight snorted coldly. He was actually a little jealous because he was short of money.

It's not that he is short of money, but that the city he governs is always short of money. Gotham is like a bottomless pit, and money is needed everywhere. But he is not Bruce Wayne. Most of his money is taken from one place to another, and he never has a good time.

"There is only more than 60 dollars left in my personal account now."

"What?" The Pale Knight thought he heard it wrong.

"To be precise, it's 5 dollars." Bruce smiled and said, "Not enough for me to order a dish in the restaurant on Green Street."

"Do you have other accounts?"

"No, just this one."

"Then where did you put the money? In the company's account?"

"There is even less left in the company's account." Bruce said leisurely: "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be difficult to even buy a storefront now."

"Are you bankrupt?" The Pale Knight looked at him with a little sympathy.

"It can barely be maintained now, but if that damn red-haired guy continues to hit me hard, I don't know how long I can last." Bruce shrugged and said.

"But you don't look worried at all."

"Of course, because my property is not in the bank card." Bruce smiled and looked at the Pale Knight and said, "I transformed the entire Gotham."

"What?" The Pale Knight thought there was something wrong with his ears again.

"Maybe after the game is over, you can go and see it yourself." Bruce tilted his head towards him and said, "Then you will understand what I mean."

The Pale Knight stared at him for a while. He looked like he wanted to get to the bottom of it, but in the end he didn't say anything, pursed his lips and said nothing.

He is a proud man, and he has enough capital to make him proud, which can even make him feel justified in front of any Batman.

But Bruce is very special. He said he is not Batman, he doesn't even look like a superhero, and he is even more like a villain than before he was cured.

The Pale Knight should have regarded his words as crazy talk, but he could also hear some other meaning in this madness, like when a leaf that was elusive in a gust of wind passed by his eyes, the amazing veins naturally formed on the leaf made people realize that he was talking with substance, not just dreaming.

The pale knight felt that he should think about it.

The car was driving, and all the monsters quickly got rid of all the monsters.

Those monsters that can only rely on lung oxygen to recycling can not support running at high speeds. When the village is in the village, the road conditions are not good, and the car can drive sixty or seventeen. Give them a chance to chase.

However, after getting on the road, the speed is close to 150 Mai. This speed is like a gust of wind in front of any carbon -based creature.

This is still Bruce's safety for safety. It has not drove to the highest speed. It is also the type of car and the physical fitness of pale knights restricted him to play, otherwise it would not be a problem to step on 180.

The highway at night was dark, and it rely on the lights to illuminate the front. Even if it was not marked at the highest speed, the sound of wind passing outside the window still made the pale knight feel the courage. He doesn't have this feeling.

The world is too crazy, and Batman is abducted in turn.

Under such a speed, Higkltc, who was not particularly far away, has gradually appeared in the field of vision.

It is not a very prosperous big city. It is far worse than Gotham. The scale is similar to the Broud Seawen. hub.

"Are you going to enter the city?" The pale knight asked.

There is no wrong version one by one!

"Otherwise?" Bruce slowly stopped the car. They were a bridge in front of them. Even if the bridge was entering the city, he obviously did not intend to drive the ambulance, because the number of this kind of official car number was numbered It's easy to find out.

"You wait in the car for a while, bring you what you want to bring, and I'll find another car."

The pale knight's lips moved, but still didn't speak. He was not the kind of old -fashioned person. Stealing car was criminal, but it was not a big rape. It is not impossible to judge at all if you take the stolen car to commit a crime, or deliberately damage the vehicle.

After a while, Bruce came back with excitement. He said, "We are lucky. This is a rich villa area. I saw a Dodge ram. Let's go now."

The pale knight raised his eyebrows. He was really surprised. They were lucky. They had to steal the car anyway. It was better to steal the car. Dodge's car's performance was good, especially the engine, the acceleration performance was great.

The Dodge ram is a pickup. The vehicle is almost 3 tons, with a large displacement and a large torque. This car obtained by Bruce is still a modified model, which looks more like a violent beast.

Bruce filmed the door with satisfaction, and the pale knight put the things removed from the ambulance into the back compartment. After fixed, they sat in the co -pilot seat.

The internal space is large, the cushions are comfortable, and it is not the same as that of the frustrated ambulance. The pale knight sent out a satisfactory sigh. He said, "I used to be a pickup enthusiast. "" "

"If you like a big guy, you may also consider trucks." Bruce said shortly with a skilled method, and said, "That thing is strong enough, no one dares to mess with you on the road."

"Have you ever drove a truck?"

"Of course, I drove very well." Bruce said very proudly: "I still kept the record with the highest overload of Gotham trucks for a while, but unfortunately it was surpassed in a week."

"... What records?"

"Uh, nothing, I mean the amount of legal transport."

After the car was launched, it was extremely smooth. Such a large car, such a fierce engine, did not hear much sound when driving, and the acceleration is also wild, but I can’t feel a strong sense of pushing back. In short, the comfort is full. Essence

"Where are we going now?" Cang Palm Knight said: "I think maybe we can go to see the building of Sortk Medical Insurance Company first ..."

"You are really a villagers." Bruce said politely: "We have all entered the city. There are electricity and networks here. What cannot be found on the Internet?"

"Then let's go online first?"

"Where to go online?"

"Uh, there should be an Internet cafe or something." The pale Knight is actually not sure. Electronic products such as computers are not very high in the United States, household computers are more popular, there are not many Internet cafes, and there may not be one in a city.

"Even if there is an Internet cafe, do you have money?"

This is indeed a pale knight. Their initial props are diverse, but no one brings money. If greedy is still alive, he should be able to go to the bank to withdraw money, but he died too early.

"What do you plan to do?" Cang Palm Knight asked.

As soon as he said, he found that the car had stopped. Bruce got out of the car directly, and the pale knight had to get out of the car.

The place where the car stopped was hidden. The pale knight felt that Bruce was afraid that the car would be recovered. After all, such a good car was not enough. It was too difficult to find another one.

The two crossed the streets, and Bruce stopped quickly. The pale knight looked up, and Bruce stood in front of a bank.

The pale knight has a bad hunch.

"Don't be stunned." Bruce said in the direction of the bank of Bruce, "Go here, enter from the side door."

"What are you doing?"

"What do you say?"

Bruce snatched the rifle from the Pale Knight, kicked open the side door of the bank, pointed the gun at the sky and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

"Good evening, Sigurtek! Everyone, put your hands on your head and squat where you are! Rob the bank!"

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