The black bat wings hovered in the night sky like an lingering ominous shadow. The guardian of Gotham City swooped down to the ground, and in the roaring night wind, he landed steadily at the top of the TV tower.

The buildings in Gotham City are new and old. In addition to the tall buildings built in modern times, they are more of the old-fashioned buildings from the last century. From a personal aesthetic point of view, Bruce Wayne does not hate those buildings that look a bit out of date. It is better to say that this old-fashioned elegance is more in line with his aesthetics. Over countless nights, he walked through the roofs, squatted on the gargoyles older than his grandfather, unconsciously caressing the drip mouthpieces that have been sharpened by hundreds of years of wind and rain, feeling that he has become a part of them.

On the coldest nights, Batman occasionally doubts his motives. What did he take the path of masked police? Hatred of evil? Revenge for his own selfishness? In every morning dream he fought against the bottomless darkness, and saw his parents being killed over and over again. Only when his violence was poured on the criminals in the dark can he feel a short, fleeting sense of comfort.

Perhaps all the reasons are just excuses you have found. You will embark on this path because you love this, love to fly in the night sky in a tight-fitting dress, and use carefully polished techniques to put yourself on the verge of life and death, so that the hell-like world carves itself into an unparalleled weapon, the highest level that humans can reach, and the peerless perfection in mind and skills.

Sometimes, Bruce Wayne would think when he was alone, why did God create a perfect hero like Clark? His best friend, Superman from Krypton, was the man who could change the world with his own strength. What he could not do in his whole life was as simple as a backhand pattern. More than once, he told Superman that if he had such extraordinary power, then the criminals in Gotham would have long been trapped in an abyss that would never be restored.

It seems that God has deliberately created an imperfect incomplete thing. He is not as powerful as Superman, and Superman does not agree with his terror reign. This kind-hearted reporter from the alien world is willing to be ordinary, and silently uses Bruce Wayne, a young reporter in the newspaper office, in obscurity, to buy the entire Planet Daily and then promote him to editor-in-chief. Or something else. But Superman said that it is also good to be a young reporter who runs news all day long. At least you don’t have to sit in the office and bury them in countless documents. Fundamentally, he and Superman are two completely different types of people.

The only son of a billionaire family and a child raised by an ordinary farmer.

In the bottom of his heart, he was very jealous of Superman who was always glorious because he knew that Superman could help a roadside kid fix his bicycle and carry him home. But the Dark Knight in Gotham City could never do such a thing. The only thing he would do was to fight sin. Never stop fighting sin with black fear.

He will never be honest with Superman about his jealousy and hope for him. He believes that Clark is the one who can truly use his great heart to change the world, far better than himself who can only hide in the darkness.

Because he is Batman.

Retracting my thoughts. There are about six hours left before dawn.

Twenty minutes ago, "Solomon" entered Gotham City TV, and before that, he was more than 30 subordinates of the Scarecrow. The "Sage" had been patrolling the entire Gotham City with satellites for him, but the other party did not hide his whereabouts at all, but walked into the TV station in a swagger. Batman was not surprised by the other party's move. Among the many municipal buildings listed as the main target by terrorists, the TV station has always been the top option. Releasing terror announcements, and even promoting his crazy logic of confusing ideas...

He entered the interior of the building through the repair access on the roof.

In addition to ordinary optical field of view and infrared field of view for scanning, the built-in reconnaissance vision in Batman's helmet is actually a record obtained by satellite images and Wayne's company's security cameras. Therefore, Batman, who integrates all reconnaissance devices, can instantly discover all the personnel distribution in the entire building.

There were about 40 people on the night shift of the TV station, and they were constrained in batches in many places on four floors. The priority of the task of rescuing hostages was still above defeating Solomon. Due to this idea, he began to clean up the building layer by layer.

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"He's here." Su Jing sat in a place that looked like a live broadcast room, circled around the swivel chair, and stood a scarecrow next to him. The guy who always had a sack on his head was now hanging his hands, facing Su Jing respectfully.

After hearing this, the scarecrow couldn't help but ask, "Boss, how do you know?"

"Because I know Batman's habitual strategy, you have sensors arranged on all the ventilation ducts, ceilings, etc."

"But...never the sensors send no signal."

"This is the problem. The person under your command will inevitably produce a sensor response signal. But it has been three minutes since the last signal was transmitted, so I can only say... he has arrived."

"Where is it?!" The scarecrow immediately started to try, "I'll take someone to kill him now!"

"Fourth floor." Su Jing pondered, "Then he came in from the roof, exactly the same as I expected. Since we arranged a full ten kilogram of trigger explosives and automatic machine guns at the main entrance, he would never walk the main entrance openly, let alone this was inconsistent with his personality. According to his talent in walking in the dark night, I guess he would either enter from the roof or from the underground drainage pipe."

The scarecrow showed no high intelligence in strategy, and ironically, in contrast to people's means of using fear to control others, the scarecrow's own willpower was not tenacious. After half-believing and half-doubtedly, the master who spied on the soul quickly experienced an unprecedented powerful spiritual power. Driven by the rising power, he immediately began to counterattack His Highness Solomon - Su Jing deliberately did not tell him that he could directly control the demon hunting insect, just to leave him a profound lesson. After letting the scarecrow roll in the deepest terrifying hell for five minutes, Su Jing took back his power. The scarecrow who escaped from death wanted to lick his boots clean, and immediately became a loyal lackey under his means of kindness and power.

"We'll wait for him to rescue these hostages." Su Jing played card games with the computer in the live broadcast room, while several of the Scarecrow's men were busy debugging the signals, and the arrangements between the Penguin and the Black Mask were almost completed.

Batman rescued hostages faster than Su Jing imagined. He only took him fifteen minutes to 40 hostages on the four floors, and almost no second was wasted. All his actions were swift and powerful, and extremely firm. Under the blow of the wind and thunderous martial arts, a large number of scarecrows were efficiently knocked down by the black knight. It took Batman even more to remove the bomb.

Just after he solved all the gangsters, the broadcast amplification device in the building suddenly rang.

【Good evening. Dear Batman. Here is your new friend, Solomon.】

As this sentence sounded, the electronic advertising screens and all the still-on TVs on all the streets of Gotham City lit up. The black figures flashing on the screens were the heroic posture of the Bat Knight.

[Good evening, good evening, I would like to pay 100,000 tribute to you. I'm sorry to wake you up from the sweet dream at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but the upcoming plays here must be much stronger than boring sleep time. Welcome to watch - "Batman and Solomon", a newly arranged drama. Maybe someone wants to ask, who is Solomon? Then I can tell you, I am Solomon, the ghost of the old era that has recovered from the dust of history. And I walk in this black city with only one purpose, that is, to destroy another ghost of the old era - Batman.]

Bruce Wayne quickly destroyed the camera tracking his figure with a bat dart, but he knew it was a bit too late.

[Dear Gotham City Knight, why don’t you show your true face to the people you guardian? You are so glorious. Why are you always hiding behind the black scenes? Ah, I understand, that’s because you will never face the sun, because your intimidation strategy requires you to become a god of death walking in the shadows, rather than an entertainment star who is having special effects fighting on the TV screen... Then come up. I’m waiting for you in the live broadcast room on the fourth floor.]

[From my personal aesthetics, fighting with such a respectable opponent is an indispensable part. Please allow me to be willful, because I prefer traditional dramas. In the fierce battle of sturdy battle, both sides tried their best to exert the last bit of strength. The winner watched the loser pass away in his arms and turned into ashes. Inheriting the sorrow of the dead, the living continues to move forward. This is an unchangeable obsession, a paranoia for the color of fate - then, before facing me, our black hero, accept my test.]

When the door to the live broadcast room was opened, Batman only saw explosives piled up in the room and an inflatable doll sitting on a swivel chair. Five or six cameras pointed at him, broadcasting the moment of surprise to every corner of the city.

[Act 1: Explosion.]

With a loud bang, the entire TV building slowly fell down, and a large amount of explosives distributed on the four floors turned into flames of destruction under the operation of the second initiator device, knocking down the foundation of the building and the load-bearing walls. In the precise blast, the man once named Batman was buried under bricks and tiles.

Just opposite the TV station, in an inconspicuous van that was temporarily transformed into a live broadcast room, Solomon and the scarecrow pushed open the car door and walked out, enjoying the explosion scene planned by them. The subordinates of the three scarecrows carried the camera to shoot at multiple angles around them. This was also the first time that the citizens of Gotham City saw the true face of "Solomon". The young man's delicate face and slightly evil facial features were as beautiful as a jade statue under the flames in the night.

【Then the second act.】
Chapter completed!