Martin Variety in American Comics

The entire underground fort was chaotic by the outside.

Talia took some people out and wanted to win the provocative people.

The remaining assassins are busy transferring those arms. This is not a simple matter. Although the underground fortress is prepared to transfer the passage, it is impossible to open too much channels.

Although there are a lot of assassins, it is impossible to get away all weapons and equipment in a short time.

"When can Gordon be available?"

Martin's plan was suddenly bloomed by the sudden break in, although angry, but now he can only find a way to remedy.

He informed what happened here, Barbara and Gordon, let Barbara find out where the Robin came from, and asked Gordon to send police officers to support.

Martin is just an ordinary assassin today. Even if he can use a kind of magic, it is impossible to leave all the assassins here. He still needs Gotham's police to control the field.

"My dad, but it takes more than ten minutes to rush to the scene. Are you sure to stop them?"

Barbara's voice revealed a anxiety and worried about Martin's current situation.

Martin stood in the shadow, watching the assassin who passed by, and said helplessly: "It is impossible to leave these assassins. They are too vigilant. As long as they have a little movement, they will run away immediately, but I want to leave those weapons. Without these weapons, the threat of the assassin led by Talia has greatly reduced. "

He looked around and determined the number of assassins here.

Fifty -four assassins have now become the hardship of carrying weapons.

They moved their weapon board boxes and sent them into the martyrdoms that were prepared in advance, and then traveled like a small cart, slowly transported to the preparations prepared in advance.

Martin didn't know where the second place in Talia was preparing was, and he was not interested in guessing.

"Is the person who pretended to be Robin to find out?"

Martin pulled out his pistol and asked the last question before rushing out of the shadow kingdom.

"Well--"

Barbara hesitated for a while, and then helplessly said, "You concentrate on dealing with these assassins, Talia will not hurt that Robin anyway anyway."

"Okay, I understand what you mean."

Martin nodded, his legs rushed out, landing directly in the assassin, and his hands pulled the trigger.

Among the flames sprayed by the muzzle, the bullets and sounds flew out together, and the heads of four assassins were penetrated in an instant.

Perhaps because the temperature of the bullet is too high, maybe it is because of the problem of the construction of this underground fortress. Those flesh have just sprayed out, and shortly after the human body leaves, it has a rotten taste.

The beaten assassin fell to the ground, and the weakness fluttered twice, then lost their second life.

Even if it was put into the Pond of Lazarus again, it was impossible for the assassin who was hit by a bullet to stand up again.

"The Three Palace Demon is still kind in some aspects. Although he took a part of your soul, he really gave you the opportunity to live for the second time, instead of turning you into a walking body like a demon."

Martin held a double gun and stood in the assassin group. While evaluating the role of the Lazarus pool, he fired the trigger and fired the assassin around him.

With such a close distance, if it is in the world of ordinary people, with Martin's marksmanship, no one can avoid his death gaze.

However, these assassins who have soaked in the pond spring water in Lazarus are not ordinary people. Under the influence of the Three Palace Magic Power, their physical and souls have been enhanced to varying degrees.

When the gunfire sounded, the four assassin's head was penetrated, and the remaining assassins immediately opened the distance, dangerous and dangerous to escape the whistling bullets.

Not everyone has escaped the bullets, but with its super strong physical fitness and combat experience, they forcibly reverse their bodies and let the bullets hit the parts that do not die.

Dingdang!

There are a large number of weapons around the assassins, but looking at Martin standing in the middle of them, they did not get those firearms, but they pulled out their own long knives and waited strictly.

Although they are wrapped in black cloth and only one pair of eyes are left, they can still make people know that they are very serious and even prepare for death.

"There is no reaction at all, isn't you curious about where the Pond of Lasha is from?"

The bullets of the two guns in Martin's hand were shot. He watched the assassin muscles start to move, and squeezed the warhead out of the body.

I thought that the Three Palace Demon was really a kind of person, and the contract signed with Lals had been meticulous for hundreds of years.

If this kind of thing is placed on the hell devil, it must have to eat the Assassin Alliance to dry and clean it from the soul to the body.

The assassin around Martin did not respond, they paid attention to the person surrounded by themselves.

They are dying and they are like some kinds of beasts. In addition to their eyes, they have many other ways, such as smell and feeling.

Although the man was wearing a unique clothing belonging to the Assassin Alliance in front of him, they all knew that the other party was not his own comrades, and it was very dangerous. He had to take out a full response to ensure that he would leave the other party.

"I know you all want to be loyal to Rals. Unfortunately, I am not interested in playing the game of the owner and slave with you."

Martin showed a big smile, as well as white teeth.

Then, he exerted force with his legs and jumped up suddenly.

The assassins in the circle around him attacked without hesitation, and the long swords stabbed Martin's vital parts from all directions like white silk.

The speed of these assassins was far beyond that of ordinary people. In the blink of an eye, the long sword had already stabbed in front of Martin and pierced him through.

At this moment, Martin twisted his body violently, like a loach rolling in a mud pit, and slid out of the siege of the assassins.

He grabbed the shoulders of the two assassins, and just as he landed, the assassins in the circle behind him attacked again.

Martin threw away the gun with no bullets in his hand, and also drew out the long sword, blocking left and right, pushing away the long sword that was chopped, lowering his body and rushing forward, and the blade cut the stomachs of the two assassins closest to him.

The clothes on these assassins were specially treated to prevent the impact of bullets, but it was difficult to resist the blade of the steel knife.

The moment Martin slid past, the stomachs of the assassins on both sides were ripped open, and the intestines mixed with blood fell out.

Such a bloody and cruel scene did not stop the fighting.

The assassins pressed forward step by step, one ring after another, and the long swords moved forward to chop Martin into meat paste.

Martin was too lazy to tangle with these assassins. He knew that he could not keep all the assassins.

His target was the arsenal from the beginning.

Martin was like greased all over, throwing tantrums and rolling around, doing everything he could, and directly passed through the siege of the assassins.

"Goodbye, everyone!"

Martin got rid of the outermost circle of assassins and jumped into the small arsenal.

The long sword split the crates beside him, revealing the sealed energy weapons.

Martin picked up the energy weapon modified by the International Gang according to the habits of the earthlings, and fired at the stone on the top of the arsenal door.

Swish, swish, swish——

The dark red energy sprayed out from the muzzle, instantly melting the cement rock and the steel frame supporting the door.

The assassins realized what Martin's real purpose was, but it was too late.

The gate collapsed instantly without support, and the soil and stones on it fell down, instantly blocking the only passage connecting the arsenal to the outside.

"Asshole!"

Even the assassins, who were as cold as these, couldn't help cursing when they saw the blocked passage.

They were not afraid of death, and there were assassins who rushed in to stop Martin until the moment the passage collapsed.

But this arsenal was not just some steel frames, but solid reinforced concrete.

The moment the fragments fell, the steel bars emerging from the cement pierced their bodies, and then a large amount of soil wrapped them up.

The lucky ones died on the spot, and the unfortunate ones were filled with soil in their mouths and noses. After struggling for a few minutes, they were suffocated to death with pain.

"Rest in peace! Although you have already died once!"

Martin muttered to the collapsed passage and threw away the energy weapon in his hand.

He also wanted to thank the assassins. In order to transport all the weapons away as soon as possible, the assassins stuffed the boxes that had been moved out back into the armory.

Now that the passage collapsed, the assassins outside had to either abandon the weapons and escape, or wait to be surrounded by Gordon and the special police.

"By the way, I almost forgot that there is a passage for transportation below."

Martin looked around and looked at the weapons, and suddenly remembered that there was a hole that he had not blocked.

He took a few C4 explosives and threw them directly into the passage after pressing the button.

With a bang, the assassins outside finally died.

They knew that the passage for transportation must have been blown up.

No mistakes, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar, one look!

But what they didn't understand was that Ading had also locked himself in the armory like this?

This person was so fearless that he would rather sacrifice his life to keep his weapons?

"He is a brave man, but he shouldn't have provoked the Assassin's League."

"What should we do now? Should we dig up these stones?"

"There is no time. The noise here is too loud. The Gotham police must have discovered it long ago. If we continue to talk, Batman's henchmen will definitely come."

The assassins discussed for a while, and finally had no choice but to give up the weapons here.

With the shame of the mission failure, he walked to the ground heavily, ready to face Talia's punishment.

Fortunately, although we lost the arsenal, we also saved the life of the mysterious man, so it was not a complete loss.

...

Martin grabbed a handful of yellow bullets, just like grabbing big metal grains of wheat.

There was a kind of joy of harvest!

But he was not interested in these weapons. He took a casual look and threw them all away.

"I guess those assassins thought I was going to die!"

He wiped his hands with the flannel wrapped in the weapons, accurately predicting the mentality of those assassins.

"But the result is bound to disappoint them. I am not someone who would seek death, and this place cannot hold me."

Martin took two easy-to-control pistols and walked into the Shadow Kingdom again, easily leaving the armory that was sealed in the eyes of ordinary people.

He took a shortcut from the Shadow Kingdom and came directly to the ground, where he saw a man in Robin uniform wielding a long sword and fighting against the assassins of the Assassin's League.

However, these assassins did not have the ruthlessness they had when facing Martin. Not only did their attack methods become much softer, they even fought Robin one-on-one.

And Talia stood aside, acquiescing to all this and not caring about anything.

"Tsk tsk tsk, people are so annoying when they compare themselves to others!"

Martin left the Shadow Kingdom and stood in a place that was not easily discovered, leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, watching Robin's performance.

"Talia threw away her son so ruthlessly last time, why did she become a loving mother this time?"

That's right!

The child disguised as Robin is Damian.

After being taught a lesson by Martin last time, this naughty child finally obeyed his father and became honest.

But with the establishment of the Justice League, the people of the Bat Family became busier and busier, and each of them had a lot of things to be responsible for.

Damian, the child, was neglected again, and even Alfred could not take care of him all the time.

So, this naughty child revived his old ways, stole Bruce's Robin uniform, and started to make trouble everywhere.

However, Damian did not act like a young master of the Assassin's League like in the original timeline, but honestly saved people.

However, he lacked intelligence support this time, and did not know what Martin was going to do, nor did he know that his own mother had brought people back to Gotham.

However, even if he recognized the people of the Assassin's League, Damian did not leave.

Although Bruce often had a stern face and was very strict since he started educating Dick, the child still fell for it.

Especially Damian, who grew up in the Assassin's League, felt that his father should be like this.

So, this bear child quickly accepted Bruce's ideas and began to change his style of doing things, but he would not talk about these things.

"It's a good thing that the child has changed, but can't he tell others before doing things?"

Martin looked at Damian, who was fighting alone with the assassins and was on par with him, and shook his head helplessly.

The assassins who withdrew from the underground fortress had come to Talia and told their leader about the attack on the arsenal.

Talia was of course furious, but she couldn't show too much anger in front of her subordinates, otherwise it would be easy to make people lose confidence.

It was an established fact that the weapons were gone, and it would be a loss if morale was affected by it.

"Let's retreat!"

Although Talia didn't have the ability to formulate strategies, she was still clear-headed in tactical execution.

She didn't lose her mind because she lost her weapons, but decisively ordered a retreat to avoid being surrounded by the Gotham police.

Although those policemen were not strong in combat, they were not scarecrows who could only scare people.

Once they were dragged down by them, Batman's men would follow up, and then things would be truly out of control.

"Take the child with you, my father has always wanted to see him."

Talia looked at her son, who had not seen her for many days and was now completely in the shape of Bruce, and was angry and hateful towards her ex-husband.

The assassins received the order and immediately rushed forward, attacking Damian from all directions, although they did not hold real disbelief in their hands.

But these assassins were all tall and strong, while Damian was still a child. Even if he had been trained since childhood, he could not make up for the difference in size.

Moreover, he did not have the advantage in numbers.

"This time, you guys got the upper hand. Hurry up and leave Gotham, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

The young child threw down a harsh word and prepared to run away.

But it was too late. Those assassins were like wolves and tigers, wanting to catch him and take him to see Lars.

Damian had one or two more with his physical advantage, but he could not escape the third, fourth, and more assassins.

Seeing that he could not escape this disaster, Damian did not retreat, and raised his long sword to fight to the end.

He did not want to leave Bruce now.

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