The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 24 24. Stop pretending, you are not Batman at all!

In Gordon House, Barbara was by the window of her room. This gentle red-haired girl was holding a silver-gray fighting stick in her hand.

There are bat-shaped logos on both ends of this thing, and blue high-voltage current is beating on it.

She looked through the window toward the backyard.

In the darkness, she pressed the frame of her black-rimmed glasses, causing the lenses to vibrate like night vision goggles, reflecting several men in black with weapons on their backs climbing over the wall. There were also men in black like ninjas in the yard next to them.

Still moving forward quickly.

There are so many people here, at least thirty!

"They are really haunting Mason and they are haunting him."

Barbara's gentle face showed a trace of disgust, then she picked up a silver-gray earphone and put it into her left ear, and whispered:

"Bat Network Security Access Code 0274, code name 'Oracle' requests communication to the Batcave, the content is as follows: Alfred, the Gordon House has been invaded.

Please support immediately!"

But the only response from Barbara was a busy tone in her earphones.

This made the former Batgirl's face change slightly. Did this group of people block the signal in advance?

So professional.

It is worthy of being the source of all Assassin legends.

However, this was not a problem for a former superhero. Barbara stepped back to the bed and opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a portable Bat-signal gun and put it in her arms.

Since the communication is not working, let's set off a big firework.

Barbara took a deep breath, took apart the fighting stick in two, shrank it up and hid it in the wheelchair, took out a few batarangs and held them in her hands, then quietly opened the door to the room.

At the same moment, several smoke bombs broke through the windows and were thrown into the room, mixed with a flash bomb. The experienced Barbara immediately pushed the wheelchair to turn around.

But his ears were still hurt by the explosion of shocking flash bombs.

In the pungent smoke, several figures burst into the door and rushed towards the girl in the wheelchair with crisp movements. However, in the low gunfire that followed, the one who rushed forward the fastest seemed to be hit by an invisible fist.

The whole person was hit and fell to the ground.

A huge wound in the heart means that the invisible gunman has begun to harvest. The reason why there is no head is because Mason does not want the dirty things to splash on Barbara.

Although the headshot is cool, it is too troublesome to clean up later.

The men in black who were attacked immediately dispersed, but to no avail.

Mason, who was hiding in the invisibility cloak, stood leisurely in the smoke, holding a slender blaster shotgun from a distance of less than ten meters and hitting their heads one by one.

When Barbara's senses recovered, there were only corpses in the whole room besides her.

This surprised the former Batgirl. When she heard her father say that Mason was a good shooter, she thought it was just an exaggerated description.

But tonight I can see the "real skill".

"I seriously suspect that my father is blind. This cannot be summed up by just three words: 'good marksmanship'."

Barbara covered her mouth and nose and pushed the wheelchair out of the house through the front door. She then looked back at the body of the man in black in the house and the very rhythmic gunshots that rang out in the backyard.

Take your time.

Just from the rhythm alone, you can imagine a 17-year-old young man hiding in the dark, pulling the bolt of a gun, and harvesting these black-clad killers one by one with a cold and ruthless gaze.

"boom"

The former Bat Girl raised her hand and fired the flare in her arms into the sky. A red light like a firework flew into the sky and exploded, forming a bat symbol under the dark clouds.

The moment this thing lit up, the members of the Penguin Gang who were hiding at the front street also rushed over again, screaming.

But three of them were knocked over by the batarangs thrown by Barbara.

She may not be able to deal with the assassins of the League of Assassins as she relies on a wheelchair, but there is no big problem in bullying these gangsters.

"Shua"

Barbara held the fighting stick and twisted her hands.

The long silver-gray stick rotated and pulsed with blue electricity, illuminating the eager eyes of the hidden hero now codenamed "Oracle".

As for the pistols in their hands.

Do not make jokes!

After she was shot by the Joker, Batman specially customized this wheelchair and a suit of bulletproof lining for her.

The small-caliber bullets had no deterrent effect on her.

After all, to be exaggerated, this sister’s underwear is bulletproof!

While Barbara was fighting in the front yard, the battle in the backyard invaded by men in black from the League of Assassins became more intense. Bullets were flying and men in black fell to the ground every moment, but these killers were completely unable to do so.

Capture traces of the enemy.

They can neither see who is shooting nor capture the trajectory of the bullet.

Even smoke bombs cannot block the opponent's aim. It is like a ghost traveling in the dark night. The person targeted by it has no chance of leaving this ordinary yard.

Mason was shooting on the move, shooting in different places to avoid being caught by ballistic counterattacks.

Wearing an invisibility cloak, he acted as if he had taken advantage of him. He walked openly and gracefully one meter in front of a vigilant killer in black who was hiding by the wall of the courtyard, and shot him conveniently.

Just like that, another unlucky guy died.

Losing one-third of the people in just a few minutes made the captain of the men in black feel bad.

He immediately gave the order to retreat.

A large number of smoke grenades were thrown out to cover these guys' quick retreat, but the combat-assisted free aiming frame still accurately locked onto every target in Mason's field of vision.

He didn't pursue it.

Instead, he bent down and took out a few grenades from the waist of the headless corpse next to him, adjusted the throwing curve in front of him, opened the latch, and threw them out one after another. Several explosions made several explosions, sealing the retreat path of the men in black.

Then he picked up an assault rifle and fired a hail of bullets, knocking down several of them.

After reaching Level 3 in shooting skills, Mason's skills have begun to undergo a qualitative change. Coupled with his incredibly stable hands under any circumstances, his hit rate has been greatly improved even in continuous shots.

He had no intention of letting these men in black go. If any of them escaped, he would cause trouble for himself.

However, after shooting three times in the backyard, while Mason was reloading the blast shotgun, the invisibility cloak he was wearing suddenly fluctuated slightly, and the magic wrapped around it began to fade quickly.

The blood-stained curse effect of the invisibility cloak was triggered here, which made Mason frown. The next moment, he was exposed in front of the already panicked men in black.

"There he is!"

A man shouted, and then bullets came whizzing towards him.

The young man slid into a nearby corner without panicking at all. When he got the invisibility cloak, he knew it was unreliable, and his experience at Hogwarts also taught him how to fight.

He hid there and did not attack blindly. Instead, he held the double-barreled blaster cannon at his waist, breathing steadily while waiting patiently.

A few seconds later, several figures rushed out from two directions at the same time.

They raised their guns to shoot, but Mason was faster.

Triggering [Quick Draw Gun] at close range allowed the young man to shoot as fast as lightning. Two gunshots burst out almost at the same time. The four men in black who rushed out from two directions were hit by 16 bullets from two buckshot rounds.

Hot steel balls were beaten into a sieve.

"There are almost thirty of them here. Not counting these four, there are at most six of them."

Mason crouched back to his hiding spot like a veteran, taking off his invisibility cloak and stuffing it into his pouch, folding the hand cannon and loading large buckshot into it, while calculating in his mind:

"If you're lucky, another wave of quick gun draws will end the battle. The 'special training' that Old K took me to the Wizarding World really worked. Look how good I am now.

Well, by the way, there’s also this good thing!”

The young man took out two small gray bottles from his luggage, which contained a liquid as thick as mercury. This was a potion that he and the Kite Man had found in the ruins of Hogwarts, but had never been used.

Mason stared at it, and a label quickly popped up on the light screen:

Petrifying Potion

Quality: Excellent alchemical items·Standard craftsmanship

Effect: All creatures that come into contact with the potion will be quickly petrified in a short period of time. The effect lasts for 120 minutes.

Status: Drawings have been collected

Item description: The secret to making soup is to add some poisonous mushrooms and an old shoe heel

Mason smiled slightly and tossed the medicine bottle up and down in his hand.

After waiting for a few seconds, he still didn't see the man in black attacking, so he glanced back, and the free aiming frame in his field of vision accurately marked the location of the remaining six people across the wall.

They were tightly packed together, seemingly discussing how to conduct a surprise attack.

The young man took a deep breath, rushed out of the hiding place, followed the throwing curve in the field of vision, and threw the petrifying potion on the heads of the men in black, and raised his light sniper when they fell to the ground.

Sniper mode locks and aims in one go.

There was a bang, and the gray medicine bottle with a parabola was exploded in the air.

The crystals splashed and the mercury-like viscous potion spread everywhere like raindrops.

The six men in black gathered together were caught off guard and were sprinkled with splashing potion. They thought it was poison, but no pain was felt. Instead, the "ghost boy" who had been hiding rushed out on his own initiative.

Let the captain of the man in black pass by happily, grab the pistol and start shooting.

When he raised his hand, he saw a layer of gray material quickly spreading up his arms and legs like a spreading shadow.

Wherever that thing went, I was rapidly losing all feeling.

His five subordinates, like him, were petrified into anthropomorphic "sculptures" with different postures in the blink of an eye in panic.

Mason got up from the ground with a gun in hand, patted the grass clippings on his body, and walked out of the backyard of the Gordon House, intending to go over and smash the stone statues to kill them one by one.

As he walked, he pulled out the Su Jie Eagle from behind and said:

"I swear, when I have some free time, I will make hundreds of bottles of petrification potion to use for self-defense. Isn't this much easier to use than noisy and dangerous grenades?"

"Shua"

A black shadow streaked across the night sky behind Mason, without affecting the young man's walking movements. He walked to several stone statues of different shapes and stared at their eyes with expressions of surprise and fear.

He shook his head and swung the sword with a gorgeous golden eagle hilt.

At this moment, a prompt came on:

"Enter combat status."

"Ding"

Mason turned around and slashed, using the blade of his sword to knock the hidden weapon thrown behind him away. The thing fell to the ground right in front of the young man's eyes, making him frown.

A standard style batarang.

In the dark night in front of him, that familiar figure jumped down from the eaves of Gordon House.

The cool and low-key black armor is shrouded in the swaying black cloak, leaving only the bat logo on the chest and the golden combat belt exposed.

The man strolled towards Mason with an extremely oppressive attitude. The majestic chin under the bat helmet seemed to reveal his dissatisfaction with the corpse-strewn battlefield beside him.

"Barbara has requested assistance, you should wait for rescue."

Batman stood ten steps away from Mason and said in his signature hoarse voice:

"You're just a kid."

"so what?"

Mason frowned and looked at the Batman in front of him.

He always felt that the person in front of him was a little weird, so he followed Batman's words and retorted:

"You came over ten minutes after they broke into Gordon House. If I hide, who will be able to resist these vicious guys?

That little cutie in the wheelchair?”

Batman fell silent.

He seemed unable to refute Mason's words, so he skipped the topic and looked at the six "stone sculptures" behind Mason. A few seconds later, he said again:

"You obviously have the means to capture them alive, but you insist on using bullets to harvest these lives. You remind me of a familiar person, firm, decisive and ruthless."

"I'm not you. I don't have an invulnerable armor and super martial arts skills that can defeat a hundred people without taking a breath. All I have is this gun in my hand and some gadgets I snatched from the wizard."

Mason lowered his head and lowered the sword in his hand.

He seemed to have no intention of arguing with Batman. He took off his gun and made a "please" gesture to Batman.

It means that since you are here, it is up to you to finish it off.

Batman didn't pay attention to this. He stepped forward and approached the six stone sculptures. When he passed Mason, the young man's eyes glanced behind the master.

"It looks like some kind of magic."

Batman stood in front of the stone statue and examined it carefully. Behind him, Mason quietly raised the Sujie Eagle and slashed at his neck the next second.

"clang"

Batman reacted quickly, swung his left arm and popped out the shark-tooth knife on the fighting gauntlet, accurately jamming Mason's sword, and he yelled:

"You're crazy!"

"You're not Batman at all! Who the hell are you!"

The young man scolded, took a step back and drew out his sword. When the guy in front of him punched, he imitated Old K's movements and turned the blade over while swinging the sword.

A dazzling light refracted and erupted from the blade of Su Jie's Eagle. Such a short-distance suddenness made the "Batman" in front of him instantly blinded and dizzy.

He reacted quickly and waved the three batarangs in different directions, but the next moment, he was kicked down by Mason.

The guy is still fighting back.

Even when he was blind, he did not walk around. He relied on his excellent blind fighting skills to knock away the cold blade he was swinging, but then the second bottle of petrifying potion was mercilessly slapped at the guy's feet by Mason.

.

The crystal bottle shattered with a loud bang.

The fake Batman maintained a funny posture as if he was about to jump up and was quickly petrified on the spot. Before he was completely petrified, Mason pulled off the Bat helmet from his face.

What comes into view is a handsome face, cool black bangs and a pair of gentle blue eyes.

Quite a bit of a pretty boy's temperament.

He looked at Mason as if he wanted to explain something.

But before he could say anything, a layer of gray rock covered his handsome face, turning him into a "charming" male statue.

"Mason! No, what did you do?"

Barbara Gordon, who had finished teaching the Penguin gang gangsters in the front yard, also rushed into the backyard with a wheelchair. She was startled by the scene of corpses strewn in front of her, and then looked at the petrified counterfeit Batman across the street.

This time the gentle elder sister is not gentle at all.

She pushed the wheelchair over angrily, stared at Mason and said:

"Why did you turn my boyfriend into this? In addition to being a gunman, are you also a wizard?"

"Is this your boyfriend?"

Mason grinned and hurriedly reassured:

"Don't worry, Barbara. I can prepare an antidote, but I just need some raw materials. But it's not my fault. Who asked this guy to pretend to be Batman and teach me a lesson?"

"How did you find out?"

Barbara in the wheelchair was relieved when she heard that petrification could be lifted. Then she curiously pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and said:

"Grayson has replaced Batman Night Patrol once or twice, but he has never been exposed so quickly."

"First of all, Batman doesn't talk that much nonsense!"

Mason snorted and played with the bat helmet in his hand. Looking at the petrified handsome guy in front of him, he complained faintly:

"Secondly, my butt is not that upright."

(End of chapter)