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"He left with Xu Fu-Xiao."

"I heard you, no need to repeat it."

Sarah couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. "Didn't you oppose their relationship and say that Xu Fu was a lowly person who should be shot? How come you changed your mind in the middle of the night and just watched your daughter being taken away?"

Jim Gordon scratched his head in frustration, thought for a moment, then pulled a bank card from the drawer and said...

“I have to work overtime these two days and won’t be back at night. You were complaining before that no one would take care of you, so now is perfect. There’s no one at home, so you can take the kids to Midtown for a couple of days. I’ll pick you up when I’m done with my work.”

Sarah, who was also a police officer, sensed something was wrong before she even finished speaking.

"Jim, what's wrong? You've never done this before."

"Don't ask anymore, I'm going to get the car, I'm leaving tonight."

After saying that, he put on his clothes and went out without waiting for my reply.

As the sun sets and night deepens, Gotham remains as gloomy as ever.

On a tower in the city center, Bruce stood clad in bat armor, his deep gaze seemingly able to penetrate the surrounding Gothic architecture and see the evil hidden beneath.

After a while, three dark figures appeared in the distance.

Azure light surrounded the dark figures, and armor could be vaguely seen hidden within it. They moved incredibly fast, leaping across the rooftops like monkeys, leaving dents in the stone bricks with each landing.

"It has finally appeared."

Bruce leaped up, unfurled his cloak, and glided through the night sky like a bat, his target the direction the shadowy figure had run.

Chapter 1318 Batman's Fighting Style

As the heir to the Wayne family fortune, Bruce controls one of the world’s largest private companies and can do almost anything he wants if he needs to.

Similar to the power armor, it only used a template provided by Xu Fu. He understood all the secrets of the armor and created and developed the Night Suit for Batman by perfecting the original armor.

Of course, some of the technologies were borrowed from Tesla's patents, but most of them still belong to Wayne Enterprises and are Bruce's own inventions.

Batman's fully upgraded armor is slightly inferior to MAXK I in performance, but it has flexibility, stealth, and low-altitude gliding capabilities that the latter lacks.

Bruce followed the three like a ghost, and when he realized their target was the police station, he immediately sped up.

Under the night sky, a black cloak crackled and snapped, accompanied by the sound of grappling hooks slicing through the air, and a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of the three.

"Batman!"

A suppressed sound echoed around them. The three of them stood ready, their hands unconsciously clenching together. Arcs of light burst from their fingertips, turning into electrical pulses that crackled and popped.

Blue energy bursts outward, forming a tiny energy rod that looks very thin but has powerful magnetic defense, capable of mitigating damage from fire, frost, lightning, and other energy weapons.

Bruce lowered his head, staring intently at his opponent. Over the past two days, through the Wayne family's connections in the Department of Defense, he had obtained various parameters of the MAXK I military power armor, gaining a clearer understanding of the existence of the back door and protection system.

MAXKⅠ employs an exclusive distribution system, with control held by the White House. Only experienced and highly capable field veterans have the right to use it. The first step in activating the mech is to certify the protection system. Only by gaining the protection system's approval can combat functions such as energy shock, current pulse, and electromagnetic blast be unlocked.

Clearly, the mech in front of them was operating at full capacity, completely different from that night, which meant that the Sof Court had breached MAXK1's firewall and gained full access.

"Damn it!"

Bruce roared and leaped into the air with a powerful upward push of his legs.

bang

An electromagnetic pulse exploded beneath his feet, and the shockwave, mixed with electric current, spread in all directions like a hurricane.

The dead man, who had missed his first strike, hurriedly chased after him and met his attack with a punch.

The moment he clenched his fist, he heard a crackling sound of electricity.

Bruce remained unfazed, pushed off the wall with his right foot, and sprinted to the left, dodging and retreating as he went. When he reached the edge of the roof, he suddenly swung his cloak, and the black cloak collapsed with a crash, obscuring most of his vision.

"Watch your back!"

His companion's warning rang in his ears. The deceased was startled and hit hard on the back. He was thrown into the air, jumped over the eaves, and fell from the height of the fifteenth floor.

MAXKⅠ has no propulsion, meaning that the assassins in the air can only stare in despair at the ever-receding sky.

Bang

A heavy thud came from below. A complex look flashed across Bruce's eyes, and he fell silent: Maxki's strength was too great. If he didn't use his full strength, he would probably be the one lying on the ground.

Whether that person lives or dies is a matter for God to decide.

The two remaining fallen soldiers were shocked and enraged by their comrade's death. They thought they were invincible in their power armor, but before they could even take a step, Batman had taught them a lesson.

“Take off the armor, leave it, I’ll pretend nothing happened.”

Bruce muttered to himself, his words sounding menacing: "If you refuse, then pray you don't fall to your deaths."

The two dead soldiers exchanged a glance and launched an attack from both sides simultaneously.

Bruce spread his arms, and a metal blade popped out of his bowl-shaped armor as he charged forward. He was clearly faster and more agile than his opponent. The assassin only had time to loosen his fist before he was struck in the chest.

He roared angrily, clenching his fists and throwing a powerful punch forward.

bang

The chimney was shattered in a flash, and Batman, fatally wounded, rolled backward, leaped up like a monkey, and threw a grenade into the air.

The grenade exploded, and white light poured out, illuminating everything around it like daylight.

For the two dead soldiers, the light burned their eyes, turning their vision a blinding white, and they could see nothing.

Bruce followed closely, leaping up and delivering an uppercut that knocked the dead soldier to the ground. He then wrapped his arms around his waist, broke through the protective wall, and jumped from the fifteenth floor.

The desperate screams echoed in the night before quickly fading into silence.

Bruce, who had climbed to the rooftop using a hook and a gun, stared at the latter expressionlessly, his coldness sending chills down one's spine.

"If you want to live, take off your armor."

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The dead soldier roared, ignored him, and began to climb upwards.

Ten minutes later, four police cars appeared on the street below. After inspecting the scene, Jim Gordon went to a nearby alley to smoke, when he inadvertently heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Still alive?"

Jim nodded: "Luckily I had power armor, otherwise I would definitely be dead."

Bruce inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

“Their target is the police station, and most likely you.” He paused, then added, “Just like the night before three days ago.”

Jim Gordon rubbed his forehead, looking exhausted, and said...

“I have something to tell you: the Sof court has breached the defenses of the MAXK I military power armor, and they will likely take action tonight, or perhaps tomorrow night.”

..... . ...

Where did you get this information?

"It was Xu Fu-Xiao, he said it himself. The whole thing is full of weirdness. I still don't understand his relationship with the Court of Owls."

Jim Gordon took a few puffs of his cigarette and continued, "I suspect he has some connection to the stolen power armor, and may even have been able to locate it via GPS."

"Are you sure?"

Jim Gordon shook his head slightly: "These are all speculations without evidence."

Bruce was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

"Perhaps he's waiting for you to make the first move."

Jim Gordon was stunned. He recalled all the previous conversations and for a moment had a sudden realization.

Bruce stepped out of the shadows and stood in the moonlight, saying...

"You can call him, but be careful not to get led by the nose."

"understood."

Jim Gordon sighed, "What do you need me to do?"

"I need to get a set of power armor."

"No problem, a police car will be heading west in a bit, the power armor is in the trunk."

At that moment, an urgent voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Chief, something terrible has happened at the bureau."

Before Jim could speak, the phone rang. It was Harvey Dent calling. Jim unplugged the intercom, picked up the phone, and asked...

"what's up?"

"Just received word that the owls are going to be out for revenge again tonight, and you and I are both on their target list."

"Be careful, Jim, don't die!"

Chapter 1319 Whose call was it?

In a manor overlooking the sea in Gotham City, Xu Fu, dressed in casual clothes, leaned against the windowsill, quietly admiring the distant city night view.

Barbara looked around again and was taken aback.