The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 79 31. Congratulations to Gotham for successfully being promoted from a city of chaos to a borderless land! --[1450]

"Where am I?"

A few minutes later, Dick Grayson opened his eyes in a daze, then turned his head and looked around vigilantly like a "retired Robin" and found that he was thousands of meters above the ground and suddenly shrunk his neck.

Then he also saw the Wayne Tower, which was almost on fire.

Especially the burning bat symbol, an angry expression suddenly appeared on Nightwing's face wearing a bat-like mask that only covered his eyes.

"It was Wayne Tower that was set on fire, not the Batcave. Why are you so angry?"

Mason, who was driving the flying motorcycle, said something faintly that brought the young man back to his senses instantly. He laughed twice and said:

"Because Bruce Wayne is Batman's friend, they always have been"

"Because Bruce Wayne is Batman!"

Mason yawned and told the truth casually. Grayson was so shocked that he almost jumped up in the car. Then he heard the evil-minded young man say slowly:

"I personally picked him up from the trash can just yesterday. You want to know what happened to Batman?

Quite simply, he was attacked.

Although the cause and effect are not very clear, I can probably guess that it was an action against him, and everything you see before you is the aftermath of that action.

The League of Assassins is really scared to death of him, and only dares to carry out such a large-scale operation after confirming that Batman will not interfere."

"Is that so?"

Yeyi calmed down and said:

"Then all this makes sense. Where are you going now? We should go to the Gordon House to find Barbara and contact other people to gather together. This situation has exceeded the limit of fighting alone."

"That's the problem, Grayson, we can't go to Barbara."

Mason drove his flying motorcycle around in the air a few times, then flew towards the Iceberg Bar.

He whispered to Nightwing:

"I thought you would be more perceptive, and you should have guessed the second meaning I wanted to express when you heard that Batman was attacked. There is a traitor among you!"

"impossible!"

Yeyi immediately retorted:

"There are no traitors in the Bat Family! We have no secrets! We never. We"

His voice slowly deepened.

Clearly reason is prevailing.

Mason glanced at him and did not intend to express some dark guess in his heart, but accelerated across the traffic jam below.

On an overpass near the light rail below the two men flying through the city, two groups of people were shooting at each other from both ends of the street.

Several rolling vehicles were burning, while people screaming for shelter were everywhere.

Even though Gotham City has "simple folk customs" and the citizens here are well-informed, it will be difficult for them to remain calm in the face of such an explosive situation tonight.

What's even more frightening is that a group of prisoners on motorcycles are running up and down the street screaming.

These guys were still dressed as prisoners, holding weapons from unknown sources in their hands, and were firing wantonly at the people taking refuge like a carnival.

This kind of chaos didn't just appear in front of Mason's eyes, there were similar flames rising all over Gotham, as well as the harsh sound of gunshots streaking across the night sky.

"I have something to confess to you, Grayson."

As they approached the Iceberg Bar, Mason said softly:

"In the past period of time, I have done some 'bad things', but now it seems like a good thing that happened by accident. It is impossible for you to come to Gotham alone without any heavy equipment to do what you want to do."

Not even if you are a serious superhero.

Considering that the Batcave may have been captured now, and I trust your skills, I'm going to get you some extra equipment. When you're ready, we'll go find Batman.

But please stop asking me where I got them, okay?"

"Um."

Nightwing, who was thinking about the terrible question in his mind, nodded, and soon the flying motorcycle approached Glacier Avenue, but the scene he saw made Mason frown.

A fire was lit on the top floor of the Iceberg Bar.

A large group of bastards who didn't know where they came from occupied the entrance of the bar and were patrolling with guns. There was still the aftermath of the explosion on the third floor, and almost all of the row of lavish floor-to-ceiling windows were blown open.

Mason took out his cell phone and dialed a number, but no one answered.

Something happened to Kite Man?

This was Mason's first thought.

Damn it, the leopard dared to touch my people after eating it!

This was his second thought as the leader of Team K.

"Sit tight!"

Mason threw the invisibility cloak to Nightwing and said something coldly. Before the young man could react, the flying motorcycle suddenly accelerated and rushed into the third floor where the ground was covered with broken glass.

A few gangsters who were standing by the broken window smoking were knocked out by the motorcycle rushing towards them before they could react.

Amidst the harsh braking sound, the blue motorcycle came to an abrupt stop on the luxurious marble floor, and Mason, wearing a full gray uniform, jumped out of the car.

The young master wanted to follow but was stopped.

There was a soft "click" sound, and the blast shotgun loaded with an under-mounted grenade launcher was pulled out with the backhand.

A dozen flying engineering bombs were also released to form a swarm, and were controlled by Mason through the built-in controller of the suit to fly silently into the hall in front of him.

He moved his neck and said to the young master:

"Go to the office on the top floor and keep an eye on whatever shit is there! I'll be there right away. Don't follow me, Grayson. What's going to happen here may not be in line with the Bat Family's code of conduct."

"boom"

The first explosion sounded in the enclosed space, and a group of bombed men cried for their fathers and mothers in the surging fire.

Mason stepped forward on broken glass, took out a bottle of petrifying potion from the ammunition belt on his chest, and threw it toward the ceiling in front of him. When the enemy rushed out, he opened the explosive bottle and petrified the dozens of people in front of him.

.

Then a few buckshots hit the stone statues and shattered them in place.

This brutal offensive quickly reached its climax as engineering bombs were detonated one after another.

Nightwing twitched his eyes as he looked at Mason who suddenly became violent, but he didn't try to stop him because the person in front of him was not a member of the Bat Family.

There is no need for people to abide by Batman's no-kill theory.

The eldest son, wearing an invisibility cloak, took one last look at the third floor of the bar where bullets were flying and screams echoed. He shook his head and rushed quickly along the stairwell to the top floor.

"The Falcone family?"

Mason squatted on the ground and looked at the minions he had just killed.

The other party kept a blood-stained top hat on his hand, which was an obvious symbol of the Mafia family, and only they, the "underworld aristocrats", would care about these meaningless decorations.

Maybe you want to work hard to improve your style?

After figuring out who the enemy was, Mason felt a little more relaxed.

Although Kite Man is weak, after all, he is a team member who has experienced world expansion twice. He has killed dragons, slayed zombies, and chatted and laughed with legendary pirates. He will not be killed by these ordinary minions.

He prepared to go to the top floor to see who was commanding the operation to capture the bar, but the noisy explosion on the third floor quickly attracted minions from below and above to come for support.

A few seconds later, as they rushed into the hall filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, the engineering bombs that had been laid in advance were detonated in unison.

The terrifying movement shook the whole building.

The "bang bang" sound of gunfire echoed in the smoke and scorched air of the explosion, and all the gang members who did not die in the explosion were shot again.

It is conservatively estimated that the Falcone family will have to recruit a large number of people from the minions union after tonight.

"Ding"

A few minutes later, the golden elevator opened on the top floor.

Mason walked out of the elevator with a gun in hand, and his eyes were filled with defeated gang members.

At first glance, it was Ye Yi's handiwork.

The young man put the gun back into the weapon slot behind his back and pulled out the double-barreled hand cannon from his waist.

While walking towards the office with bloody footprints, he gave the explosion of a single-head bullet as a farewell gift to all the guys lying on the ground in his sight.

It's actually not a big deal to break into Team K's secret base so boldly, just be more careful in the next life.

Besides, this is not to vent one's anger.

The guys lying here will become the "soldiers" of the Assassin's League to destroy this city. This is a war that has already begun. Being merciless at this time is just causing trouble for yourself.

Prompts for improving shooting skills floated in front of his eyes like a screen, but the translucent light curtain did not affect Mason's vision. He kicked open the office on the top floor and walked into it full of blood.

Nightwing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at Gotham burning under the night.

Behind him were all the knocked-out guys, and sitting on the office chair was a middle-aged man who was unconscious. He very coquettishly had a rose in his shirt on his chest and had several of his ribs broken by Nightwing.

.

This guy looks like the leader.

"Maroni, the 'General' of the Falcone family."

As Mason approached, Nightwing turned to him and said:

"I asked him when you slaughtered those minions. He said that Falcone had long been connected with the League of Assassins. After the death of Penguin, the Mafia became the first choice of the Assassins.

The League of Assassins promised to hand over control of Gotham to Falcone after tonight.

But I suspect that the mafia boss has gone crazy.

Who would want to rule over a post-war ruin?"

"If what they promise is a ruin without Batman messing around, then I guess a lot of people will be eager to give it a try. Where are my people?"

Mason asked, and Nightwing shook his head and said:

"Maroney said he didn't see it. He said that when he rushed in with his people, there were only a group of boys left in the bar, and the Kite Man seemed to have left early.

But I found this in my office."

The young master handed a strange withered leaf to Mason, who took it in his hand, looked at it, nodded and said:

"I see. I heard this was the guy who threw acid on Harvey Dent's face and body and turned that promising prosecutor into a coin-obsessed lunatic?"

Mason looked at the unconscious Maroni and asked.

The young master sighed and replied:

"No, the rumors are untrue. Before Maroney threw acid on Harvey Dent, the guy's idea was already wrong. Although he created Two-Face himself, the birth of Two-Face and the

He doesn’t have much to do with it.”

"Does that mean that even if Maroni is handed over to Two-Face, he won't be able to get help?"

Facing Mason's question, the eldest young master nodded.

"boom"

A decisive bullet flew out from the muzzle of the gun.

The injection from the unconscious Maroney's temple caused the whole head to explode, and blood splattered everywhere, making the chair extremely disgusting.

"There is a secret compartment by the wall, open it."

While Mason folded the double-barreled hand cannon and replaced it with golden cursed bullets, he said something to the young man who turned his head. The latter hesitated, but before he could speak, the young man raised his head and said to him:

"The gangster who broke into my house without permission only deserves this! You know I'm usually quite gentle, Grayson, but I also have my bottom line.

Gotham is your home too.

It's the place where you were born and raised, and you've spent the past decade or so dedicated to following Batman to make this place a better place, and now a group of thugs want to destroy your home.

I'm curious what you would do?"

Mason opened the drawer, picked up a few bottles of potions and inserted them into the belts of his uniform. He glanced at the young master's expression and said:

"Are you going to continue to be stunned here, or should you change your clothes and follow me to meet Batman?"

Nightwing sighed, turned around and walked towards the designated wall, where he fumbled for the switch to the secret compartment.

"Shua"

The door of the compartment opened outwards, and what caught Nightwing's eyes was a wooden door fixed to the wall.

This unique decoration surprised the young man, but soon, a whole row of bat suits of various colors placed on the wall attracted his attention.

"Where did you get these?"

Grayson exclaimed.

Mason stepped forward and opened the cabinet, and put the various drugs, engineering bombs and accessories stored inside into his suitcase. While picking up several modified engineering bombs, he said quietly:

"You promised me you wouldn't ask! Go put on that titanium alloy concept Bat suit. That thing is enough to protect against bullets of any caliber and is very suitable for the current situation.

I also have some Batman combat accessories here for you to choose.

Give you five minutes to pack, I'll wait for you in the underground garage."

Speaking of which, Mason emphasized:

"In order to avoid making you fuss again, I have to tell you in advance that there is an unpainted prototype Batmobile parked there. Don't ask me where I got it!

Otherwise I will petrify you and throw you out of here!

and this!"

Mason took out four golden batarangs that could be used as fighting knives from his suitcase, and handed them to Young Master Nightwing very carefully.

He said:

"Weapons added with cursed metal can quickly weaken the cut enemy. I'll lend it to you. Remember! Don't let your own blood get on it!

Otherwise, don’t say I didn’t warn you when you are no longer a human being nor a ghost in the rest of your life.”

"Thanks."

The young master did not refuse this "magic weapon". Watching Mason turn away, he whispered:

"Although your style of doing things is far different from ours, I have to admit that it is really reassuring to have a helper like you in this situation.

You didn't have to do this for Bruce and us."

"Don't be stupid, this is not for the Bat Family."

Mason walked out of the office filled with corpses without looking back and said:

"I just hate those idiots who step into my new life without permission and don't hide their malice at all. Also, don't forget, Grayson, I am also a native of Gotham.

This city that is rotten to the core is undoubtedly a cesspit!

But it's our cesspit.

If we want it to end, we have to do it ourselves, it’s not anyone else’s turn to intervene.”

Five minutes later, with a low roar, an unpainted military desert camouflage-style Batmobile rushed out of the underground garage of the Iceberg Bar.

This tank-like vehicle rudely smashed through several cars left by gangsters blocking the front. It can be seen that there are many positions on its outer shell that are not even equipped with composite reactive armor and various combat modules.

The main reason is that the time it took for Mason to get it was short, and there were so many things to do that he didn't have time to make more modifications. Even the positioning device hidden in it had just been removed.

But its power system is intact.

This means Mason and Nightwing can cross the entire city in less than half an hour.

Mason, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had been observing Nightwing.

Even though the latter had already put on that very cool, very mechanical-style titanium alloy concept bat suit, a trace of worry could still be seen on the half of his face exposed under the helmet.

While driving the Batmobile like a land monster, crashing through the roadblocks and crazy bastards on the chaotic and burning streets, Mason suddenly said to Nightwing, who had remained silent:

"Are you worried about Barbara Gordon?"

"Okay, I'm really worried about my girlfriend."

The young master didn't say anything harsh anymore, he said:

"Look around, Mason.

Wouldn't you be worried if your girlfriend was also in the city? Gordon's police station was one of the first to be breached, and he was missing."

"I don't have a girlfriend, and I don't even have many female friends, so I'm sorry, but I can't understand your feelings."

Mason shrugged and said:

"But it's a little too hard for you to do anything else when you look so distracted, so the plan has changed! You go pick up Barbara Gordon, and I will use secure communication to send it to the Batmobile's independent system at the meeting point.

Stop using Bat Network.

That thing has probably been completely taken over by the Assassins now."

The young man put his hand on Young Master Grayson's shoulder and said to him in a deep voice:

"You must bring Barbara back, do you understand?"

"What about you?"

Innocent Young Master Yeyi was still a little touched at this moment, and he said softly:

"How are you going to get through the city without the Batmobile? Look at this place, it's like the end of the world."

"No, this place is far from the end of the world, Grayson. In the face of the real doomsday, Gotham is as happy and relaxed as a psychotic playground."

Mason shook his head and said:

"Put me down at the intersection ahead. I have a motorcycle that can fly. My speed is definitely faster than yours. In fact, you were the one dragging me down along the way.

You should be a little self-aware, young master.

Finally, I would like to remind you that Barbara Gordon is really important, you must bring her back safely! Otherwise, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

(End of chapter)