Beastmaster: I gain power in movies

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"We've been keeping a close eye on this place, but we have to be honest.

There are just too many windows in this place.”

Listening to his men's words, the relatively thin man looked up.

He found that the parade had indeed arrived in front of a building.

The building looks extremely huge and gives people a strong sense of oppression.

Its exterior walls are covered with countless windows, which are closely arranged like a giant chessboard.

A faint light shone through each window, making the entire building stand out in the darkness.

However, it is the large number and dense arrangement of windows that makes people feel overwhelmed.

The thin man thought to himself that if he wanted to monitor a building like this, it would require a lot of manpower and material resources.

At the same time, Batman had quietly arrived at the door of Room 1502 mentioned by the old butler.

He stood there quietly, his posture upright and his eyes determined.

At this time, the parade finally arrived at their final destination.

There was a noise from the crowd, and people turned their eyes to the podium in front of them.

Standing on the podium was a tall man.

His voice was loud and powerful, echoing throughout the square.

He faced the audience and began to speak.

His words were full of passion and seemed to be inciting some emotions.

“Commander Robb, such an admirable man.

He dedicated his entire life to law enforcement and community security.

I still remember clearly when I first stepped into this position.

I asked him curiously whether he was willing to continue as CEO.

However, he did not respond to me directly.

It was only through his subsequent actions that he showed me that he had never given up this heavy responsibility.

It was obvious that Commander Robb had never been good at speaking tactfully.

Perhaps there were indeed some unpopular parts in the series of policies he implemented during his tenure.

My office was flooded with letters and phone calls expressing dissatisfaction with Chief Robb.

But even in the face of countless intimidation and threats, Commander Robo never backed down.

He always stands firmly at the forefront and moves forward courageously.

Unfortunately, Chief Robb can no longer continue to devote himself to the people.

However, the great sacrifice he made will always be remembered in our hearts.

His heroism and selfless spirit will serve as a guiding light for us on our way forward.

It inspires us to keep working hard and contribute our own efforts to the stability and harmony of society.

We must clearly realize that those who abuse lynching are blatantly challenging the bottom line of the safe environment.

They will definitely pay a heavy price for this!"

As he spoke, he slightly turned sideways and gave up his seat.

At the same time, the officer of the honor guard standing nearby turned to his team members and shouted loudly:

“Everyone get ready!

Guard of honor, listen up!

Watch out, guns up!

Ready, aim!

Fire! "

Accompanied by clear and specific instructions.

The members of the honor guard carried out their superiors' orders in an orderly manner.

Complete all the actions step by step and fire a gun to pay tribute to Commander Robo who died heroically.

While the man on the stage was still talking big.

Ning Meng's full attention had already been focused on Batman on the system's real-time screen.

All I saw was Batman opening the door quickly and cleanly without anyone noticing.

Then he slowed down his pace and tiptoed into the house, trying his best to avoid making any noise.

The scene that immediately came into his eyes shocked him!

I saw a bunch of people stripped down to their vests and shorts.

Their eyes were covered, their mouths were sealed, and their hands and feet were tied.

Stacked like cargo next to a pillar.

These people in front of me were completely powerless to fight back, like lambs to be slaughtered.

Batman approached them cautiously and crouched in front of the one who looked more fortunate.

Without hesitation, he reached out and quickly tore off the tape on the man's mouth.

As soon as the tape was torn off, the lucky guy couldn't wait to ask:

"Who are you anyway?"

However, Batman did not respond to his question, but asked him in a low and hoarse voice:

"What the hell is going on here?"

Hearing Batman's question, the lucky guy felt relieved.

As if he had finally found someone to talk to, he replied with a slightly tearful voice:

"They took our guns..."

He paused, took a few deep breaths, and then continued in a sobbing voice:

"And the uniforms we wear..."

The voice was full of grievance and helplessness.

These words seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

His chest heaved violently, and he could only calm his turbulent emotions by gasping for breath.

After hearing what he said, Batman did not hesitate at all, but turned around and walked towards the window resolutely.

Batman's eyes fell on the conspicuous telescope by the window.

Without giving it much thought, he habitually reached out to hold the telescope, hoping to use it to observe the situation of the parade downstairs.

However, unexpectedly, the telescope had actually been tampered with.

Any slight movement would trigger the hidden mechanism next to it, causing the curtains to be pulled open instantly.

Such a large movement naturally could not escape the eyes of the staff who remained vigilant.

When I saw the curtains suddenly opened and the window exposed.

The vigilant staff member immediately realized that someone could not hold back and attempted to attack the crowd below.

Without hesitation, he raised the gun in his hand, aimed at the window, and pulled the trigger frantically.

Dense bullets flew towards the window like raindrops.

He absolutely didn't want to leave any room for that person, but Batman was no ordinary person!

You know, he is a person who exercises regularly all year round.

If he could be hit so easily, he wouldn't deserve to be the protagonist of the story.

Batman swiftly turned sideways, squatted down without hesitation and hid in the blind spot.

He managed to dodge the bullets fired by the security personnel.

The thin man below heard the sound of his own men firing from above.

He was already in a state of high tension.

Suddenly I noticed that many people in the guard of honor had strange expressions and postures.

And their faces were all strangers that I had never seen before.

So, just before the captain of the honor guard gave the order for the next round of aiming and firing.

He quickly rushed to the podium and knocked the man who was giving a speech to the ground.

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