The Death Knell

Several small black and yellow balls were thrown out of the room and flew towards the crowd. They seemed to be only the size of golf balls. There was a green fluorescent button on them, which was shining with a faint light. Light.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of explosions came, and the firepower in the corridor suddenly became sparse. Instead, the gunshots turned into screams. Many of the people in black suits covered their eyes and began to roll.

Powerful flash bombs can not only produce blinding effects, but also affect the brain due to sudden damage to the optic nerve, causing people to lose their balance and sense of direction and become unable to move. Shock bombs can also achieve similar effects, except that they use sudden loud sounds and high-frequency sound wave vibrations. In this narrow underground environment, there is no distinction between friend and foe.

Choosing the right weapon is as important as choosing tactics.

After discovering that they had lost their fighting capacity, Su Ming and Cindy would not show mercy. For Deathstroke, those who stood in the way would naturally be eliminated. He immediately pulled out his two swords and rushed into the crowd. Cindy also did the same thing as him.

In the pale corridor, four sword lights shone brightly and dazzlingly.

Every time a ray of light flashed, one or more heads flew into the sky. All kinds of broken limbs and broken arms flew all over the sky, and blood covered every inch of the walls and ground.

The two have slightly different fighting style choices. Because Cindy is smaller in stature, she likes to sneak in and out of the crowd, looking for weaknesses and opportunities by weaving and cutting through formations.

Su Ming, on the other hand, prefers a crushing style of fighting, relying on the extraordinary power of transforming people to split everything in his way with his double swords.

In fact, they can both fight in each other's style, and both of them can use all the techniques, but there is still the problem of different worlds and different habits, not to mention that Su Ming is a time traveler.

This direct and straightforward method of advancement made the blood surge in his heart, and his desire to kill seemed to be satisfied.

He felt much warmer, and a lot of unfamiliar memories seemed to join his mind. He vaguely recalled that he had killed enemies like this countless times, and he even remembered the expressions on those people's faces clearly.

That was Slade's memory, completely different from Su Ming's memory, full of violence and blood.

When he felt the cold again, he and Cindy were the only two people left in the corridor. Various mutilated corpses were scattered around, broken guns were scattered on the ground, and even the anti-tank gun was broken. barrel.

"Very good, we are closer to Falcone." Cindy shook off the blood on the knife and nodded with satisfaction. She just liked using swords, and the fatality rate was reliable. There was no need to check the corpses on the ground.

"Huh... maybe I really need to eat something good and sleep somewhere." Su Ming shook his head and calmed himself down again. Maybe it was really what Cindy said, the blood in his body. The self-healing factor was at work, and his mood was also affected.

And as Slade's memory continues to recover, he is also a little unsure about his identity. Who is he?

He has the body and memory of Deathstroke, so he should be Slade Wilson, so where does the memory of Su Ming's identity come from?

The confusion of memory and the desire for blood are intertwined, making him feel irritable. Fortunately, he can still control his emotions for now. Judging from the comics, this blood-thirsty madness will not last long, probably tomorrow morning. will recover.

The premise is to get enough food and rest. As for the random stew Cindy made before, he only took a few bites, but everyone ate the turkey. It originally tasted good, but it just smelled like some refrigerators.

But now it seems that it is not just a problem with the self-healing factor, but also some confusion in terms of memory.

Cindy patted him on the shoulder and waved to the three people hiding in the back room to follow her. This was a bit difficult for Barbara. The corridor was full of corpses, and it was very inconvenient to move in a wheelchair. She was wondering if she needed to go in and out of this place often. In this case, maybe she should replace the tires with tracks.

"Your self-healing cells are messed up again?" Cindy asked him.

"Fortunately, everything is under control." Su Ming put away his knife, patted his head, and rummaged through the pile of corpses on the ground for bullets that could be used for the pistol.

"The premise is that you cannot be injured. Once you are injured again, the self-healing cells will speed up their work and you will probably lose control." Cindy knew what was going on with her body. If Su was like her, then he would face such a problem : "After we deal with Falcone, we can go to the hospital to 'borrow' some equipment first. There are some very good doctors in Gotham who can show them your brain CT scan."

While talking, she also made similar movements to Su Ming. When she was fighting zombies before, her ammo reserves were also at the bottom.

"No need, it's not the time yet."

Su Ming rejected her proposal. Even if the Roman issue was solved, it would only be half progress, far from the point where he would have time to check his body. Besides, who else are the doctors in Gotham who have dealings with Cindy?

He didn't want Professor Hugo or Dr. Pig Face to treat him, because he didn't want to see any missing or extra organs on his body.

"Whatever you want, but it's best not to cause trouble to me during the battle." Cindy shrugged. Since Su Ming was so insistent, there was no need to persuade her.

"Don't be ridiculous, these gangsters are not our problem."

He straightened up and continued to move forward with Cindy. The blood in the corridor covered the instep of his feet. The three people behind him, except for Vico, looked excited, while Barbara and Peter were pale and retching.

It was better to kill monsters on the upper floors before, but now seeing so many corpses of the same kind, human instinct makes them feel scared.

The corridor was twisting and turning, and he didn't know which direction it was leading to, but he could feel that the resistance of the people in black was becoming more and more intense, indicating that they were getting closer to their target.

As he continued to advance and kill, he remembered more and more things. He remembered dozens of bank accounts and passwords in unknown worlds, and remembered secret safe houses and arms storage locations all over the world. His latest assassination mission gave him a splitting headache, but his face didn't show it at all under the helmet, and he just followed Cindy silently.

On the way, they also found a small room with lights on, and the silk sheets inside showed signs of someone sleeping there.

There is a medicine bottle on the bedside with James Gordon's name written on it.

"Well... Falcone also brought your father's painkillers." Su Ming picked up the bottle and threw it to Barbara: "I have to say, he is quite considerate, Gordon It should be safe now."

Barbara took the medicine and looked at it carefully. She did remember that this bottle of medicine was in the medicine cabinet at her home. The doctor's prescription and font on it were all familiar to her.

"How did these guys sneak into my house? My dad installed a lot of security equipment." Barbara was a little upset. These bad guys always lingered.

"Gordon can catch thieves for a thousand days, but he can't prevent them for a thousand days. When someone wants to enter your home, no security equipment will work. How do you think your home compares with the Batcave?" Su Ming took off his clothes. Gloves reached out and touched the sheets. There was no warmth anymore, indicating that Gordon had been gone for at least half an hour.

Bliss's security measures cannot be said to be inadequate, but didn't they also allow Cindy to break into the house?

Cindy also looked at the medicine bottle and took out two tablets to taste, confirming that they were aspirin. She continued: "It is very easy to bypass security equipment, such as coercing the manufacturer of security equipment, because these things are often There is a password or frequency to unlock it.”

"Or hire a professional like us. All security will be useless in front of us." Su Ming took the medicine bottle and poured a few pills into his mouth. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect. In an instant, his headache was greatly relieved. He sighed happily.

He turned around and left the small room. While talking, he took the pillow on the bed with him.

Since someone prepared painkillers for Gordon, it means that Gordon was not unscathed. It would be better to have a pillow when he has a headache. The silk fabric can also be torn off and used as a bandage or a bandage to fix the bones.

Even if Gordon doesn't use it, it can be used by the Romans.

There is no conflict between killing and humanistic care. Maybe after killing Falcone, letting him rest on this pillow will make the cold corpse smile.

Although his headache is much better now, the complicated memories make him so irritated that he just wants to kill someone.