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“My father admired him a lot. Before he came to the United States, he specifically told me to stay away from him and not to have any conflicts.”

Father!

Sir Blackhawk's pupils contracted, and he couldn't help but ask, "Who is your father?"

"Many people call him the Ninja Master, but I can't tell you his real name."

"you you..."

Sir Blackhawk took a step back in alarm, completely stunned. Talia smiled dismissively, walked to her desk, opened a drawer, took out a cigar, lit it, and took a deep drag...

“Very well, I am the daughter of Sir Blackhawk, the leader of the League of Assassins. Now you can tell me Batman’s whereabouts. I need to catch him as soon as possible, otherwise I may have to meet with Xu Fu-Xiao.”

"Based on my knowledge of venomous snakes, now is a good time to hunt."

Chapter 1328 The Owl's Doomsday

As one of the two interrogators in the Court of Owls, Sir Blackhawk had always maintained an air of exceptional talent, but when faced with Talia, he quickly found himself at a disadvantage.

The daughter of a ninja master!

The heir to the Assassin's Creed!

The thought of this terrorist organization spreading throughout the world made him turn evil.

"I'll give you Batman, but you have to tell me one thing: Is Xu Fu-Xiao really in the maze?"

Talia chuckled, stubbed out her cigar, and tossed it into the trash can.

"If I were him, I would never miss such a great opportunity."

Sir Blackhawk fell silent. After a few seconds, he murmured, "Please wait a moment, both of you."

After saying this, he left the room and found the red-robed judge nearby.

"what do you say?"

The judge in the red robe silently shook his head: "I can't be sure."

Sir Blackhawk thought for a few seconds and then slowly said, "With an arrest warrant and coded information, his identity cannot be forged. No one would dare to impersonate the Ninja Master's daughter. You know his prowess better than I do."

"That's troublesome. The League of Assassins is tracking Batman and wants to capture him alive. Why would they do that?"

“I’m not worried about Batman right now. After all, he’s just a person. Even if he finds a way out, so what? The key is Xu Fu-Xiao…” Black Hawk’s heart clenched at the mention of that name. He paused and said through gritted teeth.

"Batman, hold off for now. Let the League of Assassins handle it. You mobilize all your forces now to search the maze. You must find Xu Fu-Xiao's trail. We absolutely cannot let him touch a hair on headquarters."

The red-robed judge looked reluctant. He had just promised everyone that he would definitely return Batman's body to the hall, but now he had a new idea. What should he do next?

At this moment, a follower ran over and said to him

"Something's wrong, something's happened with Batman!"

The judge in red trembled slightly: "What is it? Explain yourself clearly."

The visitor slowed his breathing and said urgently, "I just received news that the four gunslingers sent were defeated by Batman, thrown into the underground river, and floated away downstream."

"And what about the hummingbird?"

"Mr. Hummingbird seems to have been captured alive."

After saying this, the man hurriedly lowered his head, and the red-skinned judge's face instantly lost all color, while he himself...

Four sharp claws!

How could the top ten members of the Claw team be defeated in a four-on-one situation?

Sir Blackhawk quickly pulled him into his arms and whispered something.

"Don't delay any longer, time is running out."

The judge in the red robe closed his eyes, looking extremely tired, and said...

"Do as I say, and get to work."

...

Compared to Bruce and Barbara's experience, Xu Fu's side seemed remarkably "calm." The enemy didn't even show their faces before being cleanly and efficiently dealt with by his men. As for the traps and side paths...

This is the first time I've ever seen something like this; it's breathtaking!

This is just an anecdote.

A group of people sped along and inadvertently discovered a huge stone gate, four meters high, with reliefs on the gate and an equally tall owl sculpture on each side.

The mechanical mouse stopped in front of the stone door, squeaking. The smallest mouse scurried out and slipped through the doorway. Behind the stone door was a room, which, judging from the bed and the sofa with food on it, was probably a place for rest.

The smallest mouse raised its head, looked around, and a red light flashed in its eyes. A moment later, it found a switch button on the wall. Just as it climbed up the wall, preparing to use the switch to open the stone door, it heard hurried footsteps in front of it.

"somebody is coming."

Xu Fu raised his hand, and the crowd quickly scattered, following him to hide behind the statue.

Like Cohen Delk, Henry gave up his life as a rich kid to join the logistics department in the hope that one day he could succeed the interrogator and become a legendary figure in the Court of Owls.

He was lucky; with the help of his family, he quickly shed his low-level administrator status and became an assistant to the Red Robe Inquisitor.

Without coincidence, the future would undoubtedly be bright, but unfortunately, coincidence is the least likely thing in this world.

The heavy stone door slowly opened, and Henry stepped forward, ignoring the anomalies on both sides. He sensed something was wrong with the sharp claws on his back and was about to speak when a rumbling sound of energy explosion suddenly rang out in the air.

Two bursts of blue energy struck the two men, shattering their clothes and cracking their masks.

puff

Blood spurted from their mouths, and both men slammed into the wall like baseballs thrown into the air.

The soldiers, hidden on both sides, lined up and pinned the sharpshooter to the ground in just a few seconds.

Xu Fu opened his mouth with a smile and said:

"My masked friend, may I ask you a few questions?"

Henry looked around, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Who...who are you?"

"You...who are you?"

"I don't like wasting time."

"Dior!"

Xu Fu snapped his fingers, and the sharpshooter was brought before him. Dio snatched the black dagger from the sharpshooter's back and swung it forcefully. With a "thud," the sharpshooter was cleaved in two.

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puff

Blood shot into the sky, and the round head fell to the ground, stopping very close to Henry's feet. The despair and fear on that face were laid bare, like a still oil painting.

what! ! ! !

Henry screamed in terror, his legs trembling like a sieve, his whole body numb.

Xu Fu stepped forward, grabbed his neck, lifted him up with his heels, forced him to look directly into his eyes, and said...

"Answer my question unless you want your head to roll."

Where is the interrogator?

"Over there, right there."

Henry was stunned; his eyes were filled with fear, and he had no will to resist.

"How many people are there, and what are they doing?"

"Fifty... fifty or sixty people are waiting for news."

..... . ...

"what news?"

"News about Batman... Batman."

"Batman is here too."

Henry nodded deftly and pleaded in a desperate tone, "Let me go. I don't know anything. I just work for them. Please let me go."

"You know nothing, what use are you!"

Xu Fu casually threw him to the ground, and a soldier stepped forward and stomped on his throat.

"Clear the surrounding area and place the explosives."

Xu Fu looked around but found nothing suspicious.

"Rat, keep leading the way."

...

Being a superhero isn't a profession!

On his first day wearing the bat costume, Bruce felt it was more like a choice, a struggle, and a hope.

Gotham City is his home, the place that the Wayne family has protected for generations, and he is willing to give anything for it.

Near the dark, stormy underground river, a pale-faced Bruce leaned against a stone pillar, slowly treating his wounds with healing gel.