The Death Knell

Donna had discovered before that Gotham had implemented a curfew policy. It seemed that no one except law enforcement was allowed to go out at night.

Once you leave your residence, you will be considered to have evil intentions and be a destabilizing factor in society, and will be punished.

At this time, Donna and the two saw a similar scene. This place was about one kilometer away from the police station. Maybe someone wanted to use the dark road under the lights to go out and relax, or maybe they really planned to do something bad.

But as soon as the man sneaked out of the door, he was stared at by a shirtless policeman in the dark alley behind him.

The policeman was still naked from the waist up in the heavy rain, wearing only a police hat on his bald head. Even from a slight distance, Raven recognized him as Victor Zsasz.

In the past, he was a serial killer who was famous for stabbing himself every time he killed someone.

Just like a criminal in prison keeping track of his days, he would draw a mark on his body every time he killed someone. He would make four short vertical lines, and then draw a long horizontal line to represent the killing of five people.

His body was densely covered with such marks, even the inside of his eyelids were carved by him, which made him look like he had cracked skin like tree bark folds.

As a serial killer, he kills mainly for fun, and sometimes accepts some employment-based jobs. Of course, it is the kind that allows him to kill on a large scale, and the amount of reward is secondary to him.

He is an old enemy of the Bat family, and Raven and Donna also know him because they joined the Titans team and lived in Gotham for a while.

Zass is a martial arts master. Although he looks thin and short, like a malnourished refugee, he is definitely one of Gotham's most dangerous criminals.

His best weapons are daggers and knives, but if they are not available, he can use local materials to turn anything into a murder weapon, ranging from hammers and wrenches to fruit popsicles, which can be used to kill people.

The more people he kills, the calmer he becomes. If he doesn't kill for a long time, he will be in a kind of crazy withdrawal symptoms. In other words, he has a very strong addiction to killing people.

Zass can fight hundreds of moves with Batman in hand-to-hand combat with his bare hands. He can also evade Batman's pursuit when he wants to run away. He is just crazy enough, and he is also the world's second best escape master.

Mister Miracle once escaped from prison on Apokolips and returned to Earth, and is considered the strongest escape master in the universe. As for Zas, no prison on earth can hold him. This madman can always escape unscathed. Even the superpower prisons in Zhenglian are useless to him.

When it comes to prison escapes, even the Joker can't compare to him. Sometimes when he's tired or hungry, he will take the initiative to surrender, eat and drink enough, and then escape from Arkham Prison, just like returning to his hometown.

Donna and Raven never expected that such a murderer would actually become a police officer in Gotham. This city was really crazy.

The man who left home at night walked in front, his shadow swaying slightly due to the street lights.

And at the corner of the street not far away, there was the dark shadow of Zas. He raised his hand and moved it in front of him, and then a white light flashed under the lamp. It was him licking his dagger.

Then he walked around the corner and followed the man.

"No, we have to stop him, he's going to kill someone."

Donna wanted to intervene. If she didn't, the pedestrian would die.

She may not be Zas's opponent in terms of martial arts alone, but she has a magical weapon and a magician by her side. It shouldn't be too difficult to defeat an ordinary person, right?

Raven didn't object. Although this would expose both of them, what kind of hero would he be if he didn't care if someone died in front of his eyes?

The reason why the man went out before was not clear, but it was by no means a reason for the death penalty.

As teammates, the two started fighting without much communication. Donna flew directly down from the roof, while Raven prepared a control spell.

In fact, Titan's tactics have always been like that. To put it simply, it is a brainless five-to-one defense, with five warriors protecting one sorcerer.

Donna's speed could be considered an advantage. She flew straight towards Zas with the sound of wind, preparing to knock him down and tie him up with a noose.

It's a pity that Zas is a master of martial arts. Even if his back is turned to the dim street, he still has keen perception.

Hearing the sound behind him, he threw the knife at the person in front of him without hesitation, then turned around and blocked Donna's attack with his bare hands.

The gap in strength is not a big gap in the face of real martial arts. Donna's powerful and heavy punch was pushed aside by him with a light touch on her wrist. Then he lowered his shoulders to release the force and hit her head first. In Donna's face, it knocked her back a few steps.

It took only a few tenths of a second from the time Donna launched the surprise attack to the moment the curfew violator was stabbed in the back. Before Raven even finished reciting the spell, the person they were trying to save died. .

"No!"

Donna held her nose, tears and nosebleeds streaming down her face.

Zas rubbed his forehead. It would not be easy to hit a god with his head, but he smiled happily: "Oh, isn't this Donna? What brought you to Gotham?"

"You madman! Why did you kill someone?! What mistake did he make?!" Donna clenched her sword and shield, and she was ready to kill someone.

Batman may not kill Zsasz, but she, like Diana, can kill.

"As you can see, I have changed my ways and am now a police officer employed by the Gotham Police Department." Zas pointed to the police cap on his head and took out his police officer ID card from his pants pocket: " Mayor Bain issued a curfew, and the city council unanimously approved it. According to the rights given to me by the government, I can do whatever I want to the offenders, I am just enforcing the law, haha."

Raven teleported to the fallen man and checked the person in the rain, but she could only shake her head at Donna, Zass struck quickly and accurately.

The dagger was shot horizontally between the fourth and fifth ribs behind the resident, accurately severing the heart artery, and the person died instantly.

Donna gritted her teeth and frowned: "Maybe it's time for you to have a taste of Amazon's law, die!"

She waved the sword in her hand and slashed at Zath. The weapon forged by the Titans was even better than Diana's.

But Zas just dodged and did not fight back: "There is still social order in Gotham today simply because there is law here. I hope you will not hinder my law enforcement work. This is the people's choice. You must know that you are attacking the police. I It’s for Batman’s sake that you don’t fight back, you are no match for me.”

"It's ridiculous! Amazons are never afraid of challenges!" Donna threw her hand and struck with a shield, which hit the target without any surprise. At the same time, the sword she swung was also deflected by Zas.

The cold light of the sword left a trail in the rain, but no matter how beautiful the light was, it was ineffective if it could not hit the enemy.

Raven had put down the body and prepared a dark spell, and while Donna was haunting Zass, she cast her own spell.

"Tentacle pool!"

As always, she called out the magic name to alert her teammates, but again, the other party heard her.

Before the dark pool reached his feet, Zas quickly rolled from under Donna's crotch to behind her, and then, using his feet hard, he jumped directly onto the telephone pole on the side of the road, standing at a height of more than five meters.

He took out a walkie-talkie: "Call headquarters."

"Ahem, please speak." A voice that sounded like a suppressed laugh came from the other side, which sounded a bit muffled.

"Two girls from the Titan team are coming to attack me. Can I kill them?" Zas jumped across the road, avoiding Donna's pursuit even as he spoke.

"Who's here?" asked the switchboard.

Zas raised his leg to push away Donna's knee bump, still holding the walkie-talkie in his hand as he squirmed around in the violent attack: "Wonderful girl and raven, can you kill them? I really want to carve them on my body. ....."

"Don't kill them, that won't be fun. You hold them back, I'll bring people over to support you, catch them and send them to Arkham for transformation, hum." The voice from the other side came again, and he hummed excitedly. Voice.

"Okay, Pig Face, I'll do as you say." Zas thought for a while. He didn't know the details of the agreement between Bane and Batman, so he wasn't sure whether the person who killed the Titan would attract Batman targets.

In Gotham today, the old man and Bane have equal rights. It is not good to provoke big shots. I am just a small policeman, haha...

"Don't call me Pig Face, you @#%! We are the police now. You have to say 'OK, the call is over.'" Professor Pig Face is sitting in the communication center of the police station. He is also obsessed with For role playing.

Zas didn't bother to pay attention, put the walkie-talkie into his trouser pocket with his backhand, and used all his martial arts to fight with Donna. Although his strength was not enough, he could make up for it with skill and agility.

It wasn't easy, and he still failed, but he enjoyed it.

If Donna wanted to kill him for the sake of justice at first, now she is completely over the top. She just wants to kill the villain jumping around in front of her, and at least remove a scourge for Gotham.

It's a pity that the opponent's martial arts skills are too good, and he is slipperier than a loach. He is just like a crazy bald version of Batman.

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, and his own magic was dodged by the opponent again and again, and even the invisible and colorless mind spells and blood magic were evaded, Raven knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

Donna knows how to fight to the top. The raven has long known that, as are all Amazon warriors.

But as a sorcerer she couldn't do it herself.

She quickly chanted a spell to open the teleportation gate and came to Donna's side. Before both parties had a chance to react, she opened the teleportation again on the ground. The two of them fell down together and disappeared instantly.

Zas wiped several wounds on his body, and the slightly corrosive acid rain flowed into the wounds. That was his favorite feeling.

He spat to the side, walked to the corpse on the roadside as if nothing was wrong, pulled out his dagger, then stuck out his tongue, drew a horizontal line on the four vertical lines on the tongue, and let out a crazy laugh. Voice.

At this time, several police cars drove up the street, and the fat professor with a pig face mask jumped out of the car.

"Where are the people?"

Zas caught the rain with his tongue and said with a smile: "Run away, you don't think I can really keep the magician, do you? Calling for reinforcements is just to scare them away. My physical strength has been exhausted. In ten more moves, Donna They're going to kill me, Amazon is really strong."

The pig-faced man is also holding a 'police pig' wearing a pig-head mask. They are all humans he transformed through surgery, completely crazy humans with only animalistic qualities left.

He sighed and looked at the Riddler and the others behind him: "Forget it, just tell Bain and close the team. Who wants to drink coffee and eat donuts?"

The villains all smiled and raised their hands. This is how the police have to live!

Silence, whose face was covered with bandages, squatted down to inspect the body, turned the person over, dug into the other person's arms, and took out a stack of banknotes, which also contained a prescription.

As a doctor, he immediately recognized that this was a prescription for treating an acute heart attack. His smart brain immediately realized that this man went out in the middle of the night to get medicine for his relatives.

But what does that have to do with him?

He threw the prescription into the puddle on the roadside, kicked the body to the corner, and raised the banknote in his hand: "I'll pay for tonight. Although we never pay for food now, it's not bad to give it once in a while."

"Oh! Long live!"

A group of former villains, today's policemen, sang songs and drove away, arm in arm. Gotham people are so simple, and their happiness comes so easily and simply.