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

"I broke several ribs. Although I have straightened them, but..." Bruce Wayne's movements were a little too big when he spoke, and he frowned in pain.

"It seems like we really need to check it out." Alfred put on his glasses to examine him carefully, and said, "What kind of enemy did you encounter this time that could hurt you so badly."

"He should be a Chinese, and he is very good at Kung Fu." Bruce Wayne said: "I am no match for him at all, he only uses one move every time to easily defeat me."

"Oh, it seems like we have met a true master." Alfred said this in Cantonese.

"Is Chinese Kung Fu really that powerful?" asked Bruce Wayne.

"At least they are much more powerful than what you have seen before." Alfred said as he worked, "I worked for M16 when I was young and stayed in Hong Kong Island for a while. I saw the fighting between kung fu masters. It was really shocking."

"You were able to come back alive this time with only a few broken ribs. You are really lucky and the other party really showed mercy."

"So help me check this guy." Bruce Wayne pointed to a tall and strong figure on the computer screen, which was a clip from the surveillance video of the underground parking lot.

"I'd like him to stay in our sight until I know for sure whether he is a threat to society."

"If we keep a close eye on them and get discovered, it will likely lead to quite troublesome consequences." Alfred reminded: "These Kung Fu masters are extremely sensitive to danger and surveillance, and they are often ruthless to their enemies."

"What do you want to say?" Bruce Wayne asked.

"Unless necessary, it's best not to try to monitor him, otherwise the consequences of angering him may not be something we can bear." Alfred said solemnly.

Bruce Wayne rarely saw Alfred like this. After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "I'll consider your suggestion."

"Master Wayne, your body has almost reached its limit." Alfred said.

"Batman has no limits." Bruce Wayne said nonchalantly.

"But you do, sir."

"Well, it's better not to know."

"But what will you do when you find out?"

"I know you'll proudly say: I told you so," said Bruce Wayne.

"If that day ever comes, Master Wayne, I wouldn't want to say that."

The kitchen of a hotel.

A group of fierce-looking guys gathered together, staring at a TV that had just been moved in.

After a moment, the TV lit up and a Chinese man appeared and said, "As you all know, some of our money was stolen. It was a relatively small amount, 6800 million."

"Who would be stupid enough to mess with us?" someone asked.

"A cheap purple costume and makeup worn by a low-class thug. Don't worry about him, he's just a nobody."

"The tricky part is the police have tracked our money."

"Thanks to the informant planted by Mr. Maroni, we already know that the police have found the bank through the marked bills." The man on the TV said, "They plan to raid your place today."

"Since the enthusiastic new prosecutor has arrested my other competitors, you can only rely on me now." At this point, the guy on TV showed a smug smile.

"What suggestions do you have, Mr. Liu?"

"Transfer all your money to a safe place, not a bank," said Mr. Liu on TV.

"where is that?"

"I'm the only one who knows," Mr. Liu said. "If one of you tells the police, all our money will be wasted."

"Why can't they deal with you?"

"I'm heading to Hong Kong Island. Dante has no control over that place." Mr. Liu said proudly, "China will not agree to extradite its own citizens either."

“When will the money be transferred?”

"It has been transferred." Mr. Liu said, "The reason is obvious. I didn't have time to ask for your consent. Please rest assured that your money is safe...Ah! Who are you?! How the hell did you get into my private plane?"

Then everyone in the kitchen saw a tall and strong man on the TV screen.

He was wearing a pair of sunglasses, but his appearance seemed quite ordinary.

At least no one present had ever seen him.

"My name is Rosen. I happen to be interested in your money. I took away a batch before, but it was too little. I heard that the rest are in your hands, so I followed you." Rosen said lightly.

"You are really bold to dare to rob our money, but do you know who you have offended?" Mr. Liu asked sternly.

"Scum, right?" Rosen said, and then he took out a cruel hand cannon from the storage compartment and shot at his head. "What else could it be?"

Bang.

Mr. Liu's head exploded on TV, and Rosen came over, looked at the people in front of him through the TV, waved his hand and said, "Thank you for your money, scum."

"You killed Mr. Liu, merit points +560."

"Damn it! No matter who you are, no matter where you are, you are dead!"

"Give us back our money now, or I will kill your entire family."

……

The evil men in the kitchen shouted and threatened one after another with evil deeds and evil looks.

But how could Rosen be afraid of anything?

The reason why he didn't take action was because he was waiting for the clown who was supposed to appear in the plot.

However, what he didn't expect was that the clown seemed to sense the danger and did not show up for a long time. This made Rosen completely lose his patience amid the scolding and intimidation of the gangsters. He immediately took out a MK3A2 grenade, activated it into an iron golem, and threw it directly into the kitchen.

"What the hell is this weird thing?!"

Seeing the short and fat tin man suddenly appear in front of the crowd, the first thing the gangsters thought of was not to move away, but to swear.

"I am the gravedigger of you scum, the undertaker who ends all evil..."

Before he could finish his words, it exploded with a loud bang.

In an instant, the entire kitchen was completely razed to the ground, and all the people inside were smashed to pieces and died on the spot.

"Wow, there really is danger." Not far away, a clown stroked his messy hair and said, "Fortunately I didn't go, but who did it is so interesting! I need to find him and have a good chat with him."

Soon the news of the kitchen explosion and the sending of many notorious gang leaders to heaven spread throughout Gotham City.

It was also widely known that all the money of the various gangs was robbed by a guy named Rosen.

"Find Rosen and get the money back." That night, countless people in countless places shouted these words.