Several small black figures on the skyline flew steadily towards the city. When the leading armed helicopter arrived over Gotham, the pilot of the aircraft couldn't help but curse.
"This is fucking worse than Iraq!" A black agent turned to look out the window. After taking a breath, he asked in disbelief: "Who attacked this place?"
"It was the madness of those lunatics that attacked their brains." An older female agent said. She squeezed the can in her hand, waved to the others and said, "Get ready, we are going down.
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Of course, Amanda couldn't be stupid enough to send these agents to parachute, which could be called a life-and-death situation. These elite agents sitting on the first plane were mainly to ensure that the people in the subsequent planes could arrive safely.
It was a group of criminals controlled by Amanda with bomb collars and micro-bomb implants in their brains.
They also belong to the category of super criminals, but most of them are serial killers and terrorists who have unfortunately exposed themselves.
This is the brilliant idea Amanda came up with. First throw some cannon fodder in to explore the direction of the wind. Since the madmen in Gotham asked her to send people, there is no better way to kill two birds with one stone than this.
There will definitely be troublemakers in the prison, and they can skillfully fulfill the agreement with those lunatics.
Amanda looked at the footage of the cannon fodder being parachuted in one after another on the surveillance equipment, with a proud smile on her lips. Sometimes, what wins the negotiation is not just a tough attitude, but also clever tricks. Those crazy people with messed up brains
They won't understand this.
But soon, her smile froze on her face.
There was no madman, no one she was negotiating with, no super criminals making any noise, just endless stray bullets and explosive fragments.
The group of lunatics who broke out of Arkham Asylum disappeared, and there was really no movement at all.
"They gathered together to do something... Find them quickly!" Amanda shouted into the intercom: "Or find their bodies!!!"
The cannon fodder, who were threatened by the bombs in their bodies, had no other choice. They began to search for the figures of this group of lunatics in the dangerous city.
Amanda did not hesitate to give them weapons and bullets, and also let them wear body armor. This was to extend their survival time as much as possible so that they could do more with their limited lives, but the problem was Gotham
The explosives are not ordinary explosives. You cannot ask ordinary body armor to protect against shrapnel from a super bomb with 16 flame enchantment. None of the FBI's protective measures have such strength.
The cannon fodder team of five people soon began to suffer tragic attrition. The more than 200 people whom Amanda had carefully collected were reduced by a quarter in an instant.
Gathering in piles on the battlefield is never a good choice, especially since this group of criminals have no intention of taking bullets for their teammates, nor do they understand the necessary sacrifices during strategic retreat. When faced with the fear of death, they can only
Be like birds and beasts scattered.
Amanda and the elite agents kept shouting, hoping that they could come back and obey the order, but the problem is that if you extend your head, you will also die if you shrink your head. If you are killed by the bomb inside, you will die. If you are killed by the bomb outside, you will die. Driven by fear
The remaining criminals began to run away according to instinct, and if everyone ran away, Amanda couldn't kill them all.
Again, Amanda is not a very talented person, which is reflected in all aspects of her character. She is very arrogant and extreme at many times, but also too hesitant at many times.
She couldn't accept that she had just moved the beautifully wrapped gifts under the Christmas tree, and they were all destroyed together, along with the face of the planner. She was not the only one paying attention to this action.
Especially if she gives the order to detonate all the bombs herself, she will become the laughing stock of the FBI for a long time to come. Although Amanda already has a pivotal position in the FBI during this period,
Obviously she still couldn't completely control the situation, so she had some concerns, so she didn't dare to take action.
She hoped that the criminals could bring her back a piece of information about the situation in Gotham, even if only one person saw it.
But in the end, there was nothing. What was even more frightening was that all the carefully decorated gifts disappeared. They were either dead, or tragically blown to pieces, or they suddenly disappeared and became completely silent, even if Amanda ordered her men
Several bombs were detonated, but nothing happened.
This terrifying dark city seems to have turned into a whirlpool under the abyss. Anyone who dares to look at it will be sucked into it, and there will be no time to even scream.
After Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy separated from the Robins, they returned to Gotham City. Harley Quinn took out a huge hammer from nowhere and smashed open the wall of the abandoned building. It looked like there was a coffee shop there.
In the hall, there is a clock hanging on the wall, which is still functioning normally.
She looked around and saw that it was about 9:30 in the morning, which was still an hour before Amanda's arrival time, so the two of them were not in a hurry and walked out slowly.
Harley Quinn looked up and looked around, then pointed at the tallest remaining building on the skyline and said, "Let's go over there. If that stupid woman sent a helicopter over, they would definitely stop there...what?"
Such nonsense as the view from a high place is good.”
Poison Ivy turned her head. She actually heard the implication of Harley Quinn's words, that is, the person who parachuted was not an agent. The agent must be a monitor standing at a high place. Amanda tried to establish a stronghold at a high place to gain advantage.
Location.
Poison Ivy sighed in her heart, those lunatics were right, Amanda was so stupid that it gave people a headache.
It doesn't mean that if you actively strive for every advantage like crazy, you will definitely be able to make progress. Many times, that kind of extreme psychology will create an illusion of superiority for people, but the illusion is still an illusion after all, and the bubble will eventually burst.
Poison Ivy didn't care what happened to Amanda. She stretched out her hand and pulled Harley Quinn's arm and said, "Do you think it's a little too quiet here? If those crazy people have escaped, their goal is to lure the bats."
The hero came out, so he will not fail to make some big noise."
Harley Quinn also frowned. She placed the hammer on the ground with the wooden handle facing up. She placed both hands on the top of the wooden handle and looked around with confusion. But at this moment, a fat black figure emerged from the
The backside of the ruins of the building burst out.
Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn were stunned. It wasn't because there would be anyone here. After all, there were so many people in Gotham. Even if they were beaten into a pot of porridge, there were still some big-hearted people who hadn't moved. They strangely rushed out.
This dark figure was swaying and unsteady, but he was wearing a very neat suit.
"Miss! Two beautiful ladies! Please stay! Anderson Hadrow, please!"
Poison Ivy pursed her lips slightly, then turned her eyes downwards with a subtle movement, and took a look at her own dress. To put it simply, it was not very different from Broccoli. Even in Gotham, it could be called a dress.
Strange costumes.
"I almost thought I was wearing a dress." Harley Quinn crossed her arms and looked at the fat man with black curly hair and said, "Who are you?"
"Oh, my God, the weather is so nice today. It's a real honor for me to meet two beautiful ladies here." The fat man took out a square towel from his suit pocket and wiped his sweat and said, "I wonder if I can
I am honored to take a moment of your time to ask you something?"
Harley Quinn chuckled twice because of him. She always appreciated such tacky jokes, so she said, "Ask me, there are very few things in this city that I don't know about."
"Nothing. It's definitely not a difficult question, but it may be a little offensive. What I want to ask is - did you two just come out of Arkham Asylum?"
"Well, in a sense, yes."
Poison Ivy answered cautiously. She thought the other party was referring to whether they were imprisoned in Arkham Asylum for a long time. The answer was of course yes, although if it weren't for Batman, the hospital would be nothing special.
, why not change its name to Batman Fan Club.
But suddenly the man let out a scream like an epileptic fit.
In an instant, a dozen men in black rushed out from nowhere, pushed the fat man away, and cleaned up the messy cafe full of building debris at an extremely alarming speed.
net.
With a "swish" sound, a huge red carpet was rolled out from the door to the feet of Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy, and another group of strong gangsters in black suits filed in, standing in two rows.
Around the red carpet.
A Presidential One that was polished brighter than the mirror slowly drove to the front of the red carpet. A fat man named Anderson finally squeezed in again, using the fat on his face to squeeze out every fold he could, until he was
With a smile that couldn't be fuller, he bowed slightly to Harley Quinn and Harley, stretched out his hand towards the end of the red carpet and said.
"Ladies, please come this way!"
Even Harley Quinn was stunned at this time.
She blinked slightly and said: "Am I back in the dream where Bruce Wayne pursued me? If you dare to say that your boss's surname is Wayne, I will give you a slap right now...I am not
clown!"
"Oh my god, madam, you must have misunderstood. It's like this. The head of the Lawrence family invites you with the utmost sincerity..."
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a noisy call was heard from the street outside, followed by "bang bang bang", "swish swish" and a series of screams.
A group of stronger men in black walked in, pushing and shoving. The big guy at the head was at least two meters tall, and the muscles all over his body seemed to burst the suit.
"Anderson, you fat pig! Can't your Lawrence family find a more decent person? Stay away and don't delay the good things of our Spencer family!!"
After he finished speaking, he took off his sunglasses, and Harley Quinn couldn't help but exclaimed "Wow" because this burly man in a suit had a face that looked like Brad Pitt, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a handsome face.
Poison Ivy showed a smile, whistled lightly at him, tapped her lips with her fingertips, her eyes fell on his waist and said, "It doesn't look bad."
"Thank you for your compliment, madam. I must apologize for the unreasonable behavior of Anderson, a fat pig, towards you, but by no means all families are as incompetent as the Lawrence family."
"What on earth are you playing?" Harley Quinn interrupted the man impatiently.
The strong man immediately took a business card box from his men, took out a business card and handed it to Poison Ivy who was closer to him, and said.
"The Spencer family sincerely invites two special talents to join us. They will have high salaries and high positions, and favorable remuneration. They will work together to benefit from each other and make great plans together!"