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Chapter 287 I am so disappointed (please subscribe, read, vote and comment)
Martin and Batman don't have any complicated plans for the International Gang.

"When dealing with gangs, the most important thing is speed. Once these guys on the streets react, they will use all kinds of rogue tactics to stop us."

Martin whispered about his experience

He and Batman are both veterans in this field and know how to deal with organizations like gangs.

The two men didn't even go around the International Gang's territory, but went straight to the mansion of the International Gang boss Bruno Mannheim.

Batman floored the accelerator, and the Batmobile roared, flying slowly along the streets of Metropolis. He said seriously, "Although the International Gang is a large gang and operates with a military style, they still can't escape the problem of gangs. That's the problem of the leader. Once the leader is gone, the rest of the gang will quickly disperse."

"Moreover, if the International Gang really cooperated with aliens, or obtained weapons from somewhere else, it would be impossible for peripheral members to know this information. Only by arresting the leader Bruno can we find the root of the problem."

"You're right, so hold on tight!"

Batman warned and pressed a button. The Batmobile, which was already running at high speed, increased its speed even further and crashed directly into the obviously reinforced gate of the Mannheim mansion.

Although Martin was wearing a seatbelt, he still put his hands on the platform in front of him to steady himself.

Whether it's him or Batman, there are countless ways to deal with a door.

But in order to vent the negative emotions in his heart, Batman chose the most direct and violent way.

Boom!
The reinforced front of the Batmobile slammed hard into the black gate of the mansion. The huge impact force of the vehicle did not cause any damage to the specially treated gate, but the walls on both sides could not withstand such an impact.

Although the walls of the mansion were not made of ordinary materials, they were not as strong as steel after all. After being hit by the Batmobile, its bearing capacity finally reached its limit.

It was torn, bent, and then completely broken, flying out with the entire door.

"Fire!"

The people from the International Gang were not useless. The Batmobile was running directly on the roads of Metropolis without any hiding. They had been prepared for a long time.

The moment the door was knocked down, the members of the International Gang who were building a defense line in front of the mansion opened fire directly.

In an instant, thousands of red beams of light came like raindrops, carrying a high temperature that could instantly melt steel, and floated directly towards the oncoming Batmobile.

squeak--

Batman slammed on the brakes, and the brake device above the wheel was directly buckled on the wheel, locking the tire.

The Batmobile drifted on the spot and turned sideways, with the right side of the car facing the attack of the International Gang.

"Why did you stop? Just rush in!"

Martin listened to the sound of the blaster beam hitting the Batmobile and bouncing back from the black technology material developed by Batman, urging him to continue charging.

Batman pressed the button, the car body opened a gap, and threw out smoke bombs. The smoke mixed with lead powder instantly covered the entire courtyard and was not affected by the wind.

"I'm creating this opportunity for you, a Jedi Knight, to appear. You can't waste it!"

"Are you sick? Is this the time to show off?"

Martin felt that Batman's conscience was greatly damaged.

But the Batmobile had already stopped and the smoke bomb had been thrown out, so it was obviously meaningless to charge at this time.

Martin raised his middle finger to Batman, pressed the ejection button on the seat, and flew out of the Batmobile nearly ten meters high, then slowly floated towards the international gang members shrouded in smoke.

Batman was not idle either. Before Martin landed, he turned on the Batmobile's detection system, marked out the members of the International Gang, then turned the steering wheel into a joystick, controlling the twin 12.7mm machine guns raised on the roof of the Batmobile and opened fire directly.

Of course, the machine gun is loaded with rubber bullets and nothing special is added. The person who is hit will at most break a few ribs. As long as he is treated in time, there will be no problem.

For a moment, the smoke was filled with the painful cries of International Gang members who were blown away by rubber bullets before they fell unconscious.

Because Metropolis is like heaven compared to Gotham, even gangs like the International Gang have a deep fear of their Gotham counterparts, and they are naturally even more afraid of Batman who can manipulate their counterparts at will.

If the international helpers didn't have many weapons that were far ahead of their time, they wouldn't have been able to hold on when they heard Batman rushing towards them.

Now the smoke covered the entire courtyard, and the companions who had been with him day and night cried out in pain one by one, and then there was no sound.

In front of me, I can’t see my hand in front of me!
All I could hear were terrifying shouts!

The whole world seemed to be shrouded in gray smoke, and I was the only one left around. Batman's shadow was hanging over my head, and it could fall down at any moment.

The members of the International Gang only do things for money, and the loyalty built on money cannot withstand such fear. Many people's legs are weak and they want to throw down their weapons and run away.

If they hadn't been worried that dropping their weapons would make them more vulnerable to being caught by Batman, they would have done so long ago.

"I am a kind-hearted person. I can't bear to see them struggling in fear. Faint!"

Martin did not draw his lightsaber. To deal with these ordinary people who only had blaster rifles, he just acted with his bare hands and punched them on the back of the neck, knocking them unconscious.

He transformed himself into a shadow in the smoke and knocked out all the members of the International Gang in the courtyard in just two minutes.

Under the guidance of the Force, Martin was always aware of the life activities around him. When he saw that all life signals except his and Batman's had stabilized, he returned to the Batmobile.

"Why are you back again?"

Batman looked at Martin in surprise, wondering why he didn't just rush in.

"That's not the kind of question you would ask."

Martin rolled his eyes at Batman, knowing that this guy was half teasing him and half wanting to observe how the Jedi fought.

"Although there are many people in the courtyard, they are just appetizers. Bruno Mannheim must have set up more traps in the mansion. I will rush in directly. Although I will not encounter any danger, it will still be troublesome."

More importantly, he felt the strong breath of the dark force.

Metropolis is not a place where dark forces can be born naturally, so the identity of the person hiding in the mansion is obvious.

A member of the Knights of Ren, or even the leader of the Knights of Ren.

He told Batman his guess, and then said, "I really hope that the entire Knights of Ren are here, so I can take care of them all in one go. I can also take a day off today."

"What about Lex Luthor?"

Batman asked this key question. He had met the other party several times, but they were really two different people and they had never been able to talk to each other.

Unexpectedly, they have now become opponents who must be completely destroyed.

"Of course, I'll leave it to you. If the Knights of Lun are destroyed here, Luther will never act rashly."

"That bald guy may be arrogant and racist, but he is definitely not an idiot."

Martin closed his eyes and kept sensing all the activities in the mansion to prevent the other party from escaping.

Things like face always seem insignificant in the face of life and death.

"Okay! Let me deal with the matter in front of me first."

Batman did not worry about the future. He stepped on the accelerator and the brakes opened. The Batmobile crushed all the plants in the yard and crashed directly into the mansion.

"Warning, high-energy explosive device detected!"

As the Batmobile approaches the house, its built-in programming begins to alert Batman that there are explosives nearby.

"Do you need help?"

Martin had already stretched out his hand, ready to pull out the hidden items at any time. Batman shook his head slightly, stepped on the accelerator without slowing down, and reached out to press a button. A large number of steel balls sprayed out from the front of the car and slid across the flat ground.

The mines buried underground were very sensitive. When the steel balls rolled over, they were directly detonated, blowing the entire courtyard up into the sky.

"Their weapons are very advanced, but the explosives they use are very ordinary. They are not as effective as the explosives developed by the Wayne Group."

Batman temporarily sealed the car body to block the flames coming from the outside. The power of the explosion was not enough to lift the Batmobile, which was heavier than a tank.

So he played a joke on Martin, and then the engine accelerated to output power outward, crashing into the wall of the mansion. It was like hitting a piece of steel of the same volume, and it didn't even hit it directly.

Martin felt the dark force of the Knights of Ren approaching, and without caring about giving Batman face, he directly opened the roof of the Batmobile.

boom--

The raging explosion flames were like a ferocious beast, roaring and trying to rush into the Batmobile, but it crashed into the Force barrier opened by Martin and directly broke into small sparks.

Martin jumped out of the Batmobile, raised his hand and grasped the open lightsaber, and the Force barrier expanded, pushing the flames directly three meters away from the Batmobile.

Then, he stood at the front of the car, swung the lightsaber in his hand, and chopped it directly on the wall of the house, drawing a cross.

Bruno Mannheim did build his lair into a house of steel, but the materials on Earth could not be compared with those in the Star Wars world, and a hole was directly torn in it by the lightsaber.

Seeing this, Batman stepped on the accelerator and the front of the car crashed through the wall and rushed into the house.

A moment before the front of the car collided with the wall, Martin flipped over and jumped, landing on the roof of the car, and followed the Batmobile into the house.

What awaits them is a dense web of lasers, surrounding them from all directions. The lasers are powerful enough to cut through steel, and when concentrated in one place, they pose a greater threat to the Batmobile than a simple explosion.

Martin frowned and threw the lightsaber in his hand.

The lightsaber spun and circled in the corridor, destroying all the laser nozzles, and was finally pulled back into Martin's hands.

"There are many tricks, but it's a pity that they are useless to me!"

Martin jumped out of the Batmobile, holding the lightsaber in his right hand with the tip pointing downward, and walked slowly forward.

After the laser net was destroyed, Bruno Mannheim had no other actions.

But this superficial calm could not confuse Martin. He simply closed his eyes and let the Force guide his body and mind to feel everything in the room.

"Everyone of the Knights of Lun, you are well aware of my abilities. Your skills can't stop me, so how can you expect an Earthling to be able to stop me?"

While Martin was speaking, he had already walked across half of the living room and came under the exaggerated crystal chandelier.

Batman sat in the Batmobile, without any action, and even tried his best to lower his presence, hoping that everyone in the room would pay attention to Martin.

In this way, he could achieve a surprise victory in the next battle.

Martin's call received no response, and neither the Knights of Lun nor Bruno Mannheim showed up.

“You guys really disappoint me!”

Martin shook his head and sighed. He was talking to the Knights of Ren: "Although I don't like the Sith's philosophy, I have to admit their execution and courage."

"But you, knowing that I've been discovered, continue to act like cowards. Your behavior is truly a disgrace to the dark side."

Martin's ridicule did not inspire courage in the members of the Knights of Lun.

Although these people are all dark force-sensitive, their identity and habits as raiders are more important than anything else.

In the face of death, they don't mind losing the honor they always talk about.

After all, staying alive gives you a chance to wash away the shame.

If Martin really kills me, then I will have nothing.

"What a bunch of hopeless cowards!"

Martin grabbed the blaster in the yard, closed his eyes, chose a direction in the house, and pulled the trigger without letting go.

Red beams of light focused in one direction and quickly penetrated the walls inside the house.

Amid the flying sawdust and brick dust, a steel wall appeared, but it was soon pierced by blaster beams, revealing the people hiding inside.

"I just want to see where you guys are going to hide."

Martin pointed his gun at the members of the Knights of Lun hiding in the safe house and pulled the trigger again.

boom!
The blaster shot by Martin was deflected by the shield and did not harm the members of the Knights of Ren, but the act itself was a huge humiliation.

Because Jedi Knights believe that blasters are an uncivilized weapon and will only use blasters when dealing with inferior enemies.

Tolerable or unbearable!
The members of the Lun Warriors were trembling all over. Although they wanted to survive, they couldn't lose all their dignity.

"The head and lightsaber of a Jedi, so let us become the finest members in the history of the Knights of Ren."

boom!
Cardo Lun, who was like a can, raised the cannon in his hand and shot at Martin.

Although the thick beam of light looked deceptive, it posed no threat to Martin, a Jedi Knight. With a turn of his wrist, his lightsaber deflected the beam.

Then he jumped out of the safe house again, and the flamethrower in his other hand fired flames that could cover the entire room.

Martin waved his cloak, used the Force barrier to isolate the temperature and heat of the flames, and stood in place without retreating.

But the other members of the Lun Warriors took advantage of the flames and rushed out of the safe house one after another.

Kuruk Lun, the spaceship pilot and sniper, was the one who wanted to kill Aplek to silence him.

He pulled out his modified rifle, letting the dark force guide his perception, and shot at Martin, who was surrounded by flames.

This didn't hurt Martin, but it stopped him in his tracks.

Then, there was Vikrull Lun, who was regarded as the reaper of the undead and wielded a scythe.

Trakin Lun, who carries a vibroblade on his shoulder and likes to use armor and helmet to prove himself.

Yushar, who enjoys torturing prisoners and uses a war club as a weapon.

"Are these the only ones you have?"

Martin supported the Force barrier with one hand, carefully identifying the people in front of him, and said with some regret: "It's a pity that your leader Lun is not here. Otherwise, I could have captured them all in one fell swoop and wouldn't have to continue running around."

"Jedi, stop looking down on us. We..."

call!
Martin, who was always surrounded by flames, saw that the enemies had stood up on their own initiative and no longer pretended.

He stretched out his hand and pushed forward, and the Force spread outward, directly suppressing all the flames in the living room.

The member of the Lun Warriors only said half of his words and had to swallow the rest.

Because they had to use all their strength to control the dark force in order to resist Martin's force push.

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