Chapter 84: Extreme Pursuit

Gotham, the streets of slums.

A deep red Ferrari and a deep black military off-road, no matter which one appears here, is enough to attract the eye, and when the discordant combination is matched together, it is only more conspicuous.

The sports car's engine roared loudly, resounding like a neigh among the barren streets. There is no shadow of half of the other motor vehicles in the visible range of the front and rear vision. The two cars galloped on the open road one after the other, and when they flew past a certain corner, they attracted the unkempt homeless man lying beside the lamppost. He raised his head numbly and looked around.

Until the black chariot that seemed to rush out of a sci-fi studio rushed into the block with a dull battle cry.

Talia Orr Gul caught a glimpse of the Dark Knight's car from Ferrari's rearview mirror, and couldn't help but smile. The driver's face in the driver's seat next to her changed slightly and reminded: "Master, he is catching up."

"I know." Talia still lay in the soft backrest calmly, "If I didn't catch up, then I have to start to wonder if he is a counterfeit. Tell everyone to prepare to fight."

The tail of the bat chariot exudes light blue flames, and the surrounding air is refracted and twisted under the high temperature of the arrogance. It is like a good horse on the ancient battlefield, chasing at an absolute superior speed, and the distance between the rear of the off-road vehicle in front of it is quickly shortened.

Of course, the Assassin League will not be as simple as ordinary street gangsters. Although they are all ninjas majoring in ninjutsu and martial arts, it does not mean that they only use primitive cold weapons. Just as the Bat Chariot was about to bite the rear of the off-road vehicle, the black rear door suddenly fell off with a slight "click", and hovered like a huge dart supporting the gust of wind. Batman slammed the steering wheel, and the black chariot exploded with amazing maneuverability in an instant, circumventing the spinning iron door in an incredible arc, and the latter smashed a telephone booth on the side of the road.

A dark-colored Gatling multi-barreled machine gun was exposed from the back door of the off-road vehicle. The barrel is more than half a meter long. The long magazine stretches from the magazine into the body like a noodle, as if there is endless Bullet capacity.

The black-clothed ninja crouched at the rear of the car and manually shook Gatling's crank. Several barrels were rotated by the crank, and the gun body burst out with a roar like a beast, spitting out a long string of flames.

The rain-like bullets roared at a rate of more than 1,000 rounds per minute, and slammed on the shell and windshield of the Bat chariot, and sparks splashed around with countless bullet casings.

But Batman seemed quite confident about the bulletproof ability of his car. He didn't evade at all. After adjusting the direction, he stepped on the accelerator pedal to the bottom and manually pressed the button of the tail jet. With the flames erupting from the turbo engine, the tank roared torn open the smoke and bullet rain, and hit the side of the off-road vehicle with a heavy body with strong kinetic energy. Although the chassis of this off-road vehicle is stable, but how can it withstand such a collision from the Bats, the whole body rises directly off the ground, and after tumbling for several laps, it falls head-on on the sidewalk, dragging a string of sparks out of the old far. The fierce Gatlin also turned into numerous pieces of parts on the spot during the play.

The four-wheeled off-road vehicle was left behind and the Batmobile speeded up again, biting the dark red Ferrari's tail. The driver in the Ferrari driver's seat used all his strengths, turning around with all kinds of superb skills like racers, but in any case could not get away from the ghostly black chariot behind him. The distance between the two sides is getting smaller and smaller, but Talia still sits in the passenger seat with a calm expression.

The two sides chased all the way to a viaduct, and the Batmobile was about to catch up with the tail of the crimson Ferrari just when the two sides reached a fork in the road. However, at this moment, the pitch-black swat assault tank crossed out of the branch road like a weasel, and the front of the vehicle hit the flank of the Bat tank at full speed, just like a sudden city crash. The Batmobile involuntarily deviated from its direction, and the uncontrollable front smashed the stone steps between the forks and drove onto the opposite fork.

The front part of the swat assault vehicle was also severely deformed under the collision, and the windshield also climbed into a half crack. It drove to the front of the Ferrari where Talia was, guarding the Ferrari like a pioneer.

Batman, who was hit on the opposite side road, did not brake, but continued to accelerate and sprint forward along the side road. He was familiar with every street and alley in Gotham as well as the garden behind Wayne's house, including of course the viaduct. The bat chariot passed through two fork roads again, and was speeding against the traffic flow on a branch road of the bridge for a while, and rushed back to the main road from a branch road in front of it, but instead rushed ahead of the assassins. .

Batman pressed a button on the side of the steering wheel when the tank passed the last corner and rushed back to the main road. The slender black fiber flew out from the side wing of the tank, violently biting the guardrail at the corner. The pitch-black tank made a huge obtuse arc and returned to the main road, and the swat armored vehicle that was facing it was no more than 20 meters apart.

At such a high speed, this is a very dangerous distance, but neither side has slowed down. The driver of the swat armored vehicle was obviously also a desperado. Facing the Batmobile that suddenly returned, he almost reflexively slammed the accelerator to death and accelerated with maximum horsepower. And Batman also didn't mean to give in at all, the bat chariot spit out the blue tongue of fire again, like a wild horse running forward.

The moments that are not allowed to be sent are too short to breathe. Batman slammed the steering wheel at the moment the two cars were about to meet, and the chariot once again erupted with incredible ultra-high performance. It abruptly moved away from the trajectory of the impact, and the flames ejected from the turbo engine pulled out in the air. A light blue arc, the black fiber shot from the flank of the tank was broken straight during this string of movement.

There was no collision with the slightest sound, and the swat assault car hit the black fiber at a super high speed. The huge impact force tore off the guardrail through the fiber, but this armored vehicle also rose off the ground, following the same footsteps of the previous four-wheeled off-road vehicle.

The Ferrari driver took a breath as early as the moment the Batmobile sprang out and stopped the car urgently. He steered the Ferrari dangerously and dangerously in the middle of the viaduct and turned upside down, only two or three seconds. Kung Fu turned around and rushed out retrograde with full power, as if he was escaping from some terrible demon.

But the "devil" obviously did not let go of their intentions. The bat chariot broke the fiber of the side wing, and turned the body flexibly and swiftly, chasing Ferrari in the same direction against the traffic flow. Two cars, one red and one black, shuttled from side to side in the traffic flow like crazy, maintaining an extremely exaggerated speed. The horns kept honking on the elevated highway and the traffic was chaotic.

But this time, the Ferrari that had escaped the birth day after another seemed to have finally exhausted its means. The pitch-black chariot hurriedly chased up from the rear with a roar. It was impossible for the driver to have ten times the skill of the car. He couldn't help but glanced at Talia in the passenger seat, and saw the devil's daughter still sitting on the seat, her face still not fluctuating, as if she was still in control of this step.

Five meters, that is the last remaining distance between the Batmobile and Ferrari. At this distance, the pitch-black chariot will overturn the luxurious red sports car with its domineering impact and turn it into a ball in the middle of the road. Spinning scrap iron.

A thunderous sound came from the thick clouds in the night sky, the clouds seemed to be torn apart, and a speeding afterimage swooped down the highway from the high sky at an inhuman speed, like a plane locked on a bombing target. Glider.

Without any chance of reaction, the heavy bat chariot rose off the ground after being violently rammed by an irresistible external force. It landed on its side, and the rapid friction between the black metal shell and the ground burst out a long string of sparks. . The flames in the turbo engine went out, and the inertia made the car body slide out more than ten meters all the way, until the railing on the outside of the bridge was smashed to pieces.

The manic beast stopped, it was "cracking" with sparks all over its body, and the engine sounded like an injured neigh. The alarms of all the systems in the cabin sounded, and Batman was fixed on the seat by the seat belt, head down, feeling like a computer case about to crash.

He unfastened the seat belt and tried to pull the lever that opened the door, but the door seemed to be stuck and did not respond.

The red boots stepped on the cracked windshield of the Batmobile, and the red cloak was still hanging behind the man. The opponent tore off the stuck door of the Batmobile like two pieces of scrap cardboard, and threw it aside at random. Batman struggled to focus his blurred vision and saw the face that he had begun to feel strange, and the mocking "s" sign on his chest.

It's the copycat version of Superman. Damn, he looks so real.

The red Ferrari also stopped, and Talia opened the door, got out of the car gracefully, and came behind the superman with his arms folded.

"Good night," she smiled, "get a good night's sleep, Dark Knight."