American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Bang!

"GCPD!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, Qi Shan took the lead, kicking the door open and charging in. Sofia, not wanting to be outdone, followed closely behind, holding her small pistol.

Before even entering, Qi Shan already knew what was happening inside.

The Red Hood gang was truly pathetic.

They were all amateur robbers, with no professional experience. Even their bank robbery procedures and timing were based on movies.

This was only because technology was relatively backward in this era. If there were a Sky Eye network, they would have been caught long ago.

Anyone would know that a group of outsiders robbing banks in Gotham, even if successful, wouldn't get far. If the amount of money was small, the big shots might not bother, but once the sum reached a certain threshold, someone would jump out and devour them alive.

Originally, they could have enjoyed themselves for a while, quickly escaping before being detected.

But then they were misled by this thing called the Red Hood.

After one or two successful robberies, they actually regarded the Red Hood as a treasure, and internal strife began.

Their small group of five people was now reduced to three.

And unfortunately, they were targeted by Fish Mom.

Based on the principle of not wasting anything, she first collected the stolen money.

Therefore, when giving the address to Qi Shan, Butchie had already moved one step ahead.

The three robberies totaled about one million, which, although not much, was better than nothing.

They acted very calmly, killing people and taking the money. They even had time to briefly arrange the scene, disguising it as internal strife with mutual gunfire, leading to a mutual demise.

Sofia exclaimed, "They're all dead?"

"Obviously!" Qi Shan calmly put away his gun and said, "The suspects are all dead. Call for backup, clean up the mess, and close the case!"

"But the money is gone!"

"So?" Qi Shan shrugged. "This is Gotham!"

Sofia was speechless.

Regardless, they finally solved a case, which was somewhat gratifying.

Unfortunately, Sofia didn't know that from the moment the Red Hood appeared, it could never be completely eliminated.

Those who have nothing long for Robin Hood the most, because that kid gives money.

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Due to the previous case of the Dollmaker, Catwoman, who was implicated, mustered her courage and chose to cooperate with Jim Gordon in order to avoid being thrown into juvenile detention, telling the truth about what happened in the alley that day.

With new progress in the case, Jim Gordon naturally agreed immediately and issued a wanted order after obtaining the sketch.

Although he knew in his heart that the gunman was likely already dead at the hands of the Vengeance Foundation, investigating the case was still investigating the case. Clues could not be skipped. He had to follow this line to find something deeper.

Catwoman also received a generous reward, not only gaining her freedom but also being sent to Wayne Manor to live under the same roof as the young master with trillions in assets.

Bruce welcomed Catwoman's arrival, especially after learning that she was an eyewitness, and became even more enthusiastic. However, Catwoman had been a street urchin since she was a child. She had seen too many dark sides of human nature. Vigilance had become her instinct, even if she had some affection for Bruce.

She also had no idea how to get along with boys.

The two formed a strange way of getting along through bickering and making up, and their friendship quickly warmed up.

If they could live peacefully like this for ten years, perhaps the two would walk into the hall of marriage because of their childhood friendship. Unfortunately, this is Gotham City, where malice is everywhere.

News leaked for some reason, and Catwoman, as the only eyewitness, was targeted.

One day, just as dawn was breaking, a group of assassins rushed into Wayne Manor, led by a black beauty dressed boldly, with only a few pieces of cloth covering her key areas.

Her features were exquisite, her eyes emitted a faint blue light, and her long legs, with skin as firm as dark chocolate, were particularly eye-catching.

But the gleaming pistol in her hand and the decisiveness with which she pulled the trigger all declared that this person was not to be trifled with.

"Hey, this is a private manor, you can't come in!"

The gardener, who happened to see several strangely dressed people trampling on the neat grounds as if they were in no man's land, quickly stepped forward to stop them.

The black pearl beauty didn't even glance at him, raising her hand and firing a shot, which exploded in the center of his eyebrows, and the gardener fell backward.

"Cut open his stomach for me!"

Ding-dong!

The doorbell rang, and Alfred quickly appeared at the door. He directly opened the door, but before he could say anything, the black pearl fell into his arms.

The smell of blood rushed to his face, and Alfred saw the bloodstains on her forehead at a glance. He was shocked and asked with concern, "Madam, you seem to be injured. Do you need help?"

The black pearl raised her head somewhat blankly, and after seeing Alfred's face clearly, she became a little more excited: "Finally, there's someone here. I've been running for a long time, help me, help me. I was in a car accident, I don't know where I'm injured, I just feel a headache. Can you help me call an ambulance?"

"Of course, no problem, please wait a moment, I must report to the young master first..."

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, a gunshot rang out, and Alfred's expression froze. The stabbing pain in his abdomen reminded him that he had been shot.

He reached out and touched it, and sure enough, it was a hand full of blood. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, his body seemed to lose strength, he staggered, and the whole person fell to the ground.

The black pearl restored her indifferent face, casually tore off the blanket on her body, and wiped off the blood stains on her face.

"Are you Bruce Wayne's butler? Doesn't seem like much. Where is your young master?"

Alfred stared at the black pearl, without saying a word.

The black pearl smiled: "Don't worry, it didn't hit a vital point. The bullet pierced through your body and shot out. You just need to simply bandage it.

We are law enforcers and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately! Of course, those who are accidentally affected, or those who ignorantly obstruct our law enforcement, will not be included!"

He waved his hand, and seven or eight figures suddenly flashed out from outside the door, rushing into the villa like a swarm.

At this time, Bruce Wayne, who was witnessing all of this from afar, had already escaped out of the window at the instigation of Catwoman, who was like a frightened bird.