Chapter 822 Swallow and Catwoman, a topic about darkness and hope"Are you all right, sir?"

On the way back, Leila saw that Peter was still silent, and asked him with some concern.

He thought the master was in some trouble or had something on his mind.

Ciri, who was following Peter, also looked worried.

Carrying a silver sword on her back, she looked at the chaotic Gotham at night and asked Peter, "Sir, have you been here before?"

“No, this is my first time in this city.”

Peter shook his head and said to Ciri and Lyra, "But I have experienced many similar dark worlds, Swallow."

"swallow?"

Leila, who was standing next to him, was stunned when she heard Peter call Shirley Swallow.

Is Ciri also called Swallow?"This is my nickname. The elves used to call me Swallow."

Ciri explained to the puzzled Leila: "You can also call me Swallow. Of course, Ciri or Leila are also fine."

Then she said to Peter, "Yes, there is indeed a smell of corruption here."

Ciri listened to Peter's words, thinking of the battle between Gordon and Mr. Freeze just now, and said to Peter: "But this city still has people like Officer Gordon who are always fighting against evil. They are the law of Gotham. I think this shows that this city has not completely lost hope, right?"

At this point, Ciri smiled at Peter.

"Although there is no perfect fairy tale in the world of demon hunters, I believe there may be a perfect ending here."

Ciri said, holding Peter's hand with some emotion.

"I have also experienced a dark period in my life, sir. After leaving you, I was hunted by a bounty hunter named Leo Bonnard. It was a long and bloody battle, and I had to face my hatred and fear in the end, not only for my own survival, but also for the poor imperial soldier Cahill, and my dear fellow Cintra people, for those who came for me and died for me. This gave me courage."

"In the end, I defeated him. Maybe there are many people in this city who are going through the same troubles as I did. I believe they can win in the end."

Peter hadn't expected Ciri to have such a complicated experience recently.

No wonder I couldn’t contact him before.

It is estimated that this agile Swallow has been fighting with the bounty hunter she mentioned.

But when you think about it, every moment of this princess' life experience is wonderful, and she should be accustomed to it.

Reaching out and touching Ciri's silver hair, Peter said nothing and looked up at the bat projection not far above his head.

After a while, he said to the two women, "Let's go back first. We have to find Raven and the others first. Black Mask has been quite active in Gotham recently. Maybe we can find some clues on this."

The next day, early in the morning.

The Riddler is invited to a home on the outskirts of Gotham.

Sitting on the chair, looking at the two-faced man sitting opposite him, the Riddler asked him with a smile on his face: "You are really in a mess, two-faced man. Let me guess, why did you call me here?"

The two-faced man sitting opposite him, with half of his face gloomy, said to him: "We have dealt with each other a lot, Edward, you should remember that I don't have time to play guessing games with you. While we are talking, Black Mask is seizing the territory of this city."

Two-Face played with the coin in his hand and said to him, "I want you to find him."

This time he secretly returned to Gotham. Although he was not discovered by the guards, he now only has a few men and no longer has any territory.

After checking with various sources, he has learned that Black Mask is most likely behind this.

"I am the king of crime in this city. This city should belong to me. I should rule the underworld of Gotham City, not the Penguin, and certainly not the Black Mask."

Listening to Two-Face's conceited words, the Riddler leaned forward slightly.

"Generally speaking, I won't accept commissions from customers who have tried to kill me before."

Two-Face put down the coin in his hand and said to the Riddler, "But I saved you later, so now we are even. But I think I know what your problem is now. You seem to think that I am hiring you, but you are wrong. I am not hiring you, nor am I asking for your help."

With that, the two-faced man stood up, turned around and left.

Seeing Two-Face leaving like this, the Riddler called him.

"You just left like that. Don't you want to know who is behind that mask?"

"No, I don't want to."

Two-Face turned around and said, "Black Mask is just one of the countless puzzles that are rife in Gotham. Perhaps one more is nothing."

He is not interested in who is behind the black mask now, all he wants is to kill the other person.

It doesn’t matter who is behind it.

"Well, your proposal still arouses my interest. I agree to your employment."

The Riddler stood up and held out his hand to Two-Face.

Seeing the other party accept the commission, the two-faced man nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, let's celebrate our cooperation again."

night.

After finishing his conversation with the Riddler, Two-Face left the manor in a car and headed for downtown Gotham.

When the car was driving on a remote road, suddenly, a black shadow rushed down.

With a "bang", Catwoman jumped onto the hood of the car.

"Hi, Harvey!"

Catwoman greeted the stunned Two-Face and shattered the glass with one claw.

As the glass shattered, the frightened driver slammed on the brakes.

The car tires made a sharp squeaking sound and slid forward along the ground.

The agile Catwoman grabbed the driver by the collar and threw him out of the car.

"Ugh!"

The driver let out a scream and rolled over after being thrown to the side of the road.

The car hit the fire hydrant on the side of the road, making a dull thud. "Bang!"Catwoman rolled over and got off the hood of the car, and said to the stunned Two-Face, "Calm down, Harvey, I don't want to beat you up anymore."

"go to hell!"

Two-Face gritted his teeth, raised his pistol, and pulled the trigger at Catwoman.

While dodging the bullets, Catwoman complained in her heart that sooner or later she would steal Two-Face's coin just to see him go crazy.

After using bullets to force Catwoman back, Harvey immediately moved to the driver's seat, started the car, and rushed forward.

"Crack!"

A thunder sounded, and then a light rain began to fall from the sky.

Catwoman stood up and looked at the vehicle driven by Two-Face that was gradually moving away.

She raised her head and let the rain fall on her face.

She didn't know why she came here, thinking of catching this guy.

You know, even if you catch this guy, there will be three-faced people and four-faced people to replace him.

She just felt too tired.

And it all makes no sense.

"Whoosh!"

Although she thought all this was meaningless, Catwoman still fired the hook gun in her hand and chased Two-Face's car.

At the same time, Two-Face breathed a sigh of relief after getting rid of Catwoman.

"This crazy woman!"

He couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Just when Two-Face thought he had shaken off Catwoman's pursuit, another dark shadow followed.

The heat rising from the asphalt blurred the tire tracks.

The Deadshot, who was watching Two-Face's car, drove a modified Chevrolet SS, leaving a trail of smoke on the curve, and quickly caught up with the other party.

The vehicle's radar showed the target turning onto Sixth Avenue, and at the same time, the employer Black Mask's low-pitched command came over the radio: "Don't let him get away."

"understand!"

Soon Two-Face also discovered the Deadshot following behind.

The next moment, the trunk of the car suddenly popped open and a pistol spewed out flames towards him.

The Death Shooter slammed the steering wheel, and the armor-piercing bullets gouged a honeycomb pattern of holes in the hood.

He kicked open the deformed car door and jumped onto the roof, his tactical eyepiece locking onto the swaying two-faced figure in the car - Harvey Dent was loading bullets into his revolver.

Deadshot yanked the pistol from his thigh strap and pulled the trigger.

With a "bang", the recoil made his shoulder blade numb.

"Black Mask greets you, Mr. Harvey."

As he spoke, Death Shooter pulled the trigger.

When the bullet penetrated the right rear wheel of the car, the whole car was thrown sideways like a whipped bull, breaking the fire hydrant and then rolling over and sliding towards the dock guardrail.

At the moment when the water column shot up into the sky, Death Shooter caught a glimpse of a black shadow passing through the sky.

Catwoman's whip swept away the fire hydrant parts that were rushing towards her and landed in front of him.

"Tell your master that as long as I am here, Two-Face belongs to me."

Catwoman told him that she wanted to take Two-Face away.

"He is not yours, miss."

Deadshot threw out the magnetic hook and climbed up the crane, the crosshairs of the submachine gun on his wrist already covering Catwoman's back.

"boom!"

As he pulled the trigger, the bullet fired violently.

But Selina seemed to have eyes on the back of her head. She suddenly flipped over to avoid the bullet, and her alloy claws scraped sparks on the steel beam.

Catwoman moved between the containers, but was slightly stagnant due to the continuous shooting of the Deadshot.

The Death Shooter seized the opportunity and shot out the net gun, but the special fiber net was whipped into two pieces in mid-air.

The broken net rope entangled the crane cable and sparks ignited the leaking diesel.

"You should practice your shooting skills."

Catwoman's voice mixed with the sound of the explosion, and then she used the air wave to jump onto the crane beam.

As soon as the Death Shooter raised his modified firearm, he felt a chill on his neck—the cat claw knife brushed against his Adam's apple and pierced into the iron plate behind him.

Then Catwoman quickly approached.

Facing Catwoman's melee attack, Deadshot suddenly exerted force to twist his body position, and the bayonet popped out from his sleeve and stabbed Catwoman in the ribs.

Catwoman was faster and punched the opponent in the head, knocking him to the ground.

"Why?"

Deadshot couldn't understand why Catwoman would stop him.

Catwoman gasped for breath, looking at the dead shooter lying on the ground, and said coldly:

"Because that's what he wanted."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)