Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

"Killing is illegal." Batman said in a deep voice, struggling to free himself from the collapsed car.

The damage caused by the punch just now was quite serious. Even with the bat suit reducing the impact, he still felt that at least three or four of his ribs were broken.

However, looking at the murderous guy in front of him, Batman felt that he should be brought to justice, otherwise letting him do whatever he wanted outside would only cause more killings.

"What the hell does it have to do with me?!" Rosen said nonchalantly again, and fired a shot to the side. With a bang, it directly blew up the head of a guy who was trying to escape stealthily.

This is the gangster's subordinate and also a drug dealer.

Just after killing one of them, Rosen's drug dealer must die medal special effect was activated, which made him more ruthless.

To be honest, Rosen is not a person who hates evil, especially since these criminals are Americans, he doesn't want to meddle in their affairs.

But he has zero tolerance for drug dealers. No matter where they are from, he will kill them if he finds one. He will never allow them to see the next day's sunrise alive.

Batman couldn't help but feel upset when he saw that he didn't take his warning seriously at all. He reached out and pulled out a stun gun from his belt and was about to shoot at Rosen.

Bang.

Rosen did not shoot at him directly. Instead, he took a step forward and reached out his hand. Without giving him any chance to react, he grabbed his neck, lifted him up high, and slammed him to the ground with a bang.

Although Rosen only used more than 10% of his strength in this throw, just like his previous punch, the huge impact force and intense pain almost made Batman pass out on the spot. What was even more terrifying was that he felt as if all the bones in his body seemed to have fallen apart, and he couldn't move at all.

"The reason I didn't kill you with one punch just now is not because you are strong. Don't be so shameless."

Rosen squatted down, looked down at him and said, "Just because you learned some mediocre fighting skills from a shitty ninja who helped the Japanese, you really think you are a big shot?! You dress up as a bat to scare people, and you think you are chivalrous? If I die, they will be committing a crime."

"So your laws are written specifically for your Wayne family? If you're really that awesome, why don't you clear out all the criminals in this crappy place? Why keep them around?"

"Could it be that they exist just to make those people play the villains in this real-life game called Batman and the Criminals, to highlight your bravery and kindness?" Rosen said sarcastically.

"Of course not." Batman denied. "Even if they committed a crime, they should be tried by the court."

"If the court that you expect to enforce justice is really that reliable, where does all this evil come from?" Rosen said.

"I……"

Rosen was too lazy to argue with him any more. He waved his hand to interrupt him and said, "I'm not here to discuss justice with you, nor do I want to listen to your disgusting clichés."

"So what do you want?" Batman asked.

"I know this city belongs to the Wayne family, so you can do whatever you want. It has nothing to do with me." Rosen looked him straight in the eyes and said, "Similarly, if anyone gets in my way, you'd better not meddle in what I want to do, otherwise..."

Rosen stood up and walked into the darkness, but another voice came from afar: "Next time it won't be as simple as just breaking a few bones."

After Batman made sure that there was no one else around, he struggled to get up from the ground and then staggered into his Batmobile.

"Who the hell is this guy?!" Batman drove away while thinking about the people he had met or even heard of before, but none of them matched the person in front of him.

However, there was one thing he was very clear about, that is, this man was definitely using Chinese Kung Fu, and he extremely disliked Xiao Ri, and at the same time, his strength was so strong that it was terrifying.

Thinking about the situation just now when he had no chance to fight back, Batman suddenly felt that unless he could find a way to narrow the gap between the two sides, he really couldn't easily fight him again.

Just now he could clearly feel that the other party's bad attitude towards him was not just pretended, and what made Batman even more uneasy was that the other party actually knew that he was Bruce Wayne.

Gotham City Police Department.

Batman and Commissioner Jim Gordon stood opposite each other, but were seven or eight meters apart.

Jim Gordon picked up a photo in his hand and showed it to Batman.

The person in the photo was clearly the clown.

"It's him again! Who are the others?" Batman said.

"The others are just a bunch of hooligans." Jim Gordon threw the photo on the table in front of him and said, "But they didn't get any advantage this time."

"What do you mean?" Batman asked hoarsely.

"According to my intelligence, the vault in the gang's bank was robbed, literally." Jim Gordon smiled, "Everyone knows that it couldn't have been done by the Joker's group, because that's not something that five guys with ulterior motives who keep killing each other can move."

"But until now, no one has found out who took the money. Even the clown said that the money he took was also stolen. However, he was not angry. He even invited the person who stole his money to continue to accompany him when he commits a crime next time. It would be more interesting if he could steal his things again."

"That sounds like something the Joker would say," Batman said.

"That's what he said," said Jim Gordon. "Now all the gangsters in Gotham are furious. They say they will find the guy who emptied the vault even if they have to turn Gotham City upside down."

"Were there any notes I marked among the looted money?" Batman asked.

"Of course." Jim Gordon nodded and smiled helplessly. "I originally wanted to find the connection between drug dealers, gangs, and the banks that helped them launder money through the whereabouts of the money, and obtain important evidence."

"I didn't expect to encounter something like this now. Now the whereabouts of the dirty money has become unclear."

"Then keep an eye on the market." Batman said, "No one can hold so much money and not spend it."

"Okay." Jim Gordon nodded, and when he looked again, Batman had disappeared.

Wayne Enterprises.

Bruce Wayne's butler Alfred Pennyworth drove over, passed through the huge factory area, and finally stopped in front of a red container.

Then he opened the door of the container, walked in, and immediately opened the elevator in the dark, going all the way down, and finally appeared in a huge empty room.

Apart from the Batmobile, there are only limited furniture such as computer desks and chairs, which makes the place look very bare.

At this time, Bruce Wayne, who had taken off his bat suit, was lying on the computer chair with a painful look on his face. Looking at the expression on his face, it seemed that even breathing was extremely painful.

"It will be fine after Wayne Manor is rebuilt. If you don't like sleeping in the manor, you can also sleep here."

As Alfred was talking, he walked over and saw him like this and couldn't help but ask with concern: "What's wrong with you?"