How should I put it, although the fighting ability of the dragon master is not very good, he is really the top talent in Gotham's thug world. The key is that he is smart enough.
Although he can barely be considered a mercenary, the specific work he does is more like a bodyguard or security guard. He has worked with many bosses and faced the Bat Family countless times.
But he escaped from the crazy boss and the Bat-family time and time again, with minor injuries like being knocked unconscious or lying in the hospital for a few days at most.
On the one hand, it's because he doesn't do bad things. He doesn't accept orders for drugs and arms, and he won't bully people. This gives Batman no reason to be cruel to him.
On the other hand, because he is good at acting, many thugs who work with the bosses want to show off when they meet Batman, hoping to defeat Batman, get a promotion and raise their salary, stand out, and reach the top of the thugs.
Many people think this way, only to be beaten up by the Dark Knight and eventually paralyzed for life.
But the second-hand master is different. Even if he is just rubbed by Batman's cloak, he will lie down and stop moving. Anyway, he is just making a living, there is no need to fight hard, so gradually he has a tacit understanding with the Bat-family.
Whenever he bumps into someone, he will tell him the information in a cooperative manner, and then he will go to the side and fall into a coma or pretend to be comatose.
Even if the case is particularly bad, he is considered a borderline accomplice at best, and his prison sentence and parole policy are destined to prevent him from being imprisoned for long.
You must know that many gang bosses in Gotham are crazy, such as Two-Face and Black Mask. These are typical people who especially like to kill their subordinates to vent their anger, but the master of tricks has made all such picky people his own.
As a long-term customer, the little guy also has little guy survival tips.
He had told everything he knew, so there was nothing to embarrass him. Su Ming asked the cloak to send the unconscious strong man back to the ground, and then began to head towards the inside of the dam.
The principle of a tidal power station is very simple. It is to dig a large pit on the seashore and then build a dam to block the entrance of the pit into the sea.
Whenever the tide rises and falls, seawater flows in and out of the pit through the holes at the bottom of the dam, pushing the generator turbine and generating electricity.
Although there is no glass in the place where Su Ming and others are now, if you think about it, you will know that outside the cement walls on both sides, there are tens of millions of cubic meters of sea water, so the environment here is very humid, and because it was abandoned during this period, it looks
Eerie.
The elevator didn't work very well. It made a tractor-like sound when it was running. It even stopped once halfway. Su Ming stamped the floor of the car with his foot before it continued to run.
"It seems that its motor was soaked in water and could cause the passengers to fall freely at any time. These people really don't even risk their lives for money."
** Sitting on the shoulder of the death knell, lamenting the difficulty of life, the lives of thugs are worthless, but transporting cans is like transporting drugs, how much money can the boss get?
Damian stood aside with his arms folded, and he could see more clearly: "This is the way to survive in Gotham. Villains from all over the world will come here, hoping to make a fortune here, because they believe that they are better than others.
Darker, more likely to succeed."
"But this is still the city of that man, he is the darkest."
** made a funny expression and turned his eyes to one side.
"Let's not talk about the Dread Lord and his condition. We are here."
The elevator stopped, and Su Ming, who interrupted the orangutan's conversation, walked into the corridor first and followed the route pointed out by the actor's master, and successfully found the warehouse without any falsehood.
There are a few guard thugs on the road, but without Deathstroke himself, Strangler will knock them all out. With just a flick of his tentacles, these people will fly far away, hit the wall, fall to the ground and roll several times.
, probably not dead.
There are many cargo boxes stacked in the warehouse, which are similar to what you saw on the East Coast pier before. Naturally, they are full of beans. There is a lot of inventory that has not been shipped out. The room is filled with a strange smell of wood soaked in water.
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"I still don't understand the orangutan." ** tilted his head and took a puff of cigarette. He squinted his eyes and looked around: "If high-tech weapons and dangerous biological viruses are transported from the multiverse, I can still guess the bad guys' plans.
What are they doing? The things that can be smuggled are soybeans from another world. What are they trying to do?"
Soybeans themselves are not valuable, and they are still worthless when made into cans, except for the fact that they contain radiation, which is a bit special.
But want to use radiation to cause massacre? This efficiency is too slow. Wouldn't it be better to have that energy to develop nuclear weapons or biological and chemical weapons?
The orangutan detective has seen a lot, but this is the first time he has seen soybeans being smuggled from the multiverse.
"I have a guess, but it may not be accurate. Let's look for evidence first." Su Ming walked around the warehouse, mainly looking at the footprints on the ground. Near the door, the footprints were very messy and mixed. They were all moved by thugs.
They were stepped on during the delivery process and are of no value at all: "Look for any traps or secret doors here, and look for footprints and fingerprints."
Damian and Barbara both had bat belts and were equipped with comprehensive equipment. At this time, they both took out small devices similar to ultraviolet lamps to inspect the walls, and Barbara quickly found out.
"Here, Deathstroke, there are several fingerprints on this wall. This should be an electronic lock."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and scratched near the wall, then took out her electronic device to unlock it. A very hidden secret door opened in ten seconds:
"Sure enough, it was a backdoor left by Batman, but somehow it was used by the bad guys."
Looking inside, Barbara knew the situation, because it was a small safe house connected to a secret passage, which should lead directly to a sewer somewhere.
But at this time, the equipment in the safe house was connected to a giant device that she had never seen before. It looked like a huge hula hoop standing upright, with cables connected to the base below it, and
There are many footprints near this base leading to the warehouse next door.
"Is this a portal to the multiverse?" ** stopped smoking, jumped off Deathstroke's shoulder, and walked around the machine ring: "Where does the energy to activate this thing come from?"
Su Ming approached the silver metal ring and reached out to touch the cold machinery. After wiping off some dust, he saw familiar alphabetical symbols.
He laughed, shook his head and said to everyone: "We can't even guess what this is here, so why not call and ask the maker?"
The orangutan came over and looked at where he was pointing. There were three letters in white spray paint, lex, and he suddenly turned into dead fish eyes:
"Is it really the same bald guy who is causing trouble?"
Deathstroke took the bat-safe phone handed over by Damian and skillfully dialed a number:
"No, this device was made by Luther, but he is definitely not the one causing trouble this time, because he has the Divinity and the Fortress of Destruction in his hands, and there is no need for this broken iron ring. But I think he should know the purpose of this thing.
Appearing in this dark underground, it also became someone's smuggling channel."