"Ah, ah, ah..."
Adam retreated incessantly, wildly waving his arms, groaning continuously.
The skin on his body was visibly corroding, quickly revealing fresh red flesh. Immediately after, accompanied by the corrosion, pieces of that flesh fell from Adam's body.
Soon, Adam collapsed on the ground, his groans gradually fading. The flesh on his body turned into a paste, slowly sliding to the ground, leaving only a skeleton that was still emitting a "sizzling" white smoke.
"You have killed a combatant (Bio-tech Civilization World)."
"Due to the first-time kill of a combatant from a Bio-tech Civilization World, you have been rewarded with: Initial Gene Modification Cell Fluid x1."
"You have obtained two fragments of the God Stone."
Bai Ye looked at the white bones not far away, then at the light that appeared before him. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, shifted his gaze away from Adam's corpse, and lay back, looking at the ceiling, gasping for air.
He almost died!
The feeling of surviving a close call was wonderful!
After resting for a moment and catching his breath, Bai Ye pushed himself up from the ground and walked towards the bank's entrance.
This time, no one could stop Bai Ye.
Limping across the street, Bai Ye pulled open the car door and got in.
"Drive," Penguin called out to the driver, then looked at Bai Ye and chuckled, "You look a bit more battered than I imagined."
"So what?" Bai Ye casually took out the laser engraving plate and threw it to Penguin. "The item is in my hands, isn't that enough!"
Penguin's eyes lit up. He took the laser engraving plate and quickly examined it.
"That's right, this is what I need."
The next instant...
"You have assisted Penguin in obtaining the laser printing engraving plate from the Lex Bank vault, and have been rewarded with: 3 million x1, Sin Value x100, Carrier Pigeon x1."
Bai Ye looked at Penguin and asked, "So, our transaction is complete, right?"
Penguin nodded. "Yes, it's complete. You did a beautiful job..."
Before Penguin could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly widened. He looked down at his chest, where a short knife was embedded.
Penguin looked up at Bai Ye again, incredulous.
Bai Ye ignored Penguin, drew out the famous sword "Blood Drinker," and then forcefully plunged it back into Penguin's chest.
He stabbed him repeatedly until Penguin breathed his last. The driver, seeing everything clearly in the rearview mirror, froze in shock. By the time he came to his senses and tried to stop the car to escape, it was too late.
Bai Ye suddenly lunged, grabbed the driver by his clothes from behind, and dragged him back, plunging a knife into his neck.
With the driver gone, the car began to lose control and then...
*Bang!*
The car veered onto the sidewalk, crashed through the guardrail, and slammed into a wall. The hood popped open, emitting black smoke.
Bai Ye opened the car door and stepped out. He looked back at Penguin's subordinates' car that had stopped. He casually took out a grenade, pulled the pin, and rolled it onto the ground.
*Boom!*
The roar of the explosion sounded as a ball of searing fire erupted.
Almost instantly, it engulfed both the car and its occupants.
Bai Ye leaned against the car, took out a cigarette pack, lit a cigarette, and then walked slowly down the street.
Why kill Penguin?
Because the mission was over, this guy was no longer useful, and...
Bai Ye needed blood.
Blood Drinker (When in combat, after dealing damage to a target, it will absorb the target's blood to restore the user's injuries and stamina).
This was the effect of the famous sword "Blood Drinker." Killing Penguin, while not enough to heal Bai Ye's current injuries, would at least alleviate them somewhat.
Therefore, Bai Ye killed him.
Under the night sky, Bai Ye's figure quickly disappeared.
...
Sin City, Bureau of Investigation!
Commissioner Gordon, his head wrapped in bandages, puffed on a cigarette, silently contemplating in front of the ruins.
After an unknown amount of time, Gordon stood up, left the bustling Bureau of Investigation, walked through the streets, entered a building, and took the elevator to the top floor.
The night wind blew, chilling.
Gordon approached a searchlight, removed the black cloth covering it, and then turned it on.
The searchlight was aimed at the sky, and then, under its beam, a bat symbol appeared in the air.
Gordon took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and waited in silence.
After an unknown period, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind Gordon: "What do you want me for?"
Gordon turned around. In the shadows stood a burly man.
The man wore a black skintight suit and a black cape. His muscles were clearly defined, and he wore a black bat cowl that obscured most of his face, leaving only his mouth visible.
Batman, the most contradictory existence in Sin City.
Some called him a hero, for he constantly fought criminals, protecting Sin City. Those he saved revered him as the last light of this city.
However, in the eyes of another group of people, like Gordon, the man before him was also a criminal.
Yes, a criminal!
Because Batman also challenged order.
If everyone were to solve problems with their fists like Batman, this city would eventually collapse. Even though the man before him was doing good deeds, Gordon still felt it was wrong.
Order should be built on rules and authority, not fists.
But Gordon's authority was gone now.
The last vestiges of the city's authority had been shattered by Bai Ye.
Gordon didn't beat around the bush. He said directly, "Have you heard about what happened at the Bureau of Investigation?"
Batman nodded. "I have."
Gordon continued, "I dislike you intensely. While your existence makes our job easier, I never thought your actions were beneficial to this city. However, this time, I must ask for your help."
Batman asked, "Catch him, right?"
Gordon nodded. "Yes, we must catch that madman. If he remains at large, our credibility in this city will be severely challenged. No one will trust us anymore, and people will only choose to evade crime. Perhaps, at this very moment, this city truly needs a hero to appear. Even though I despise you, I must admit that you can achieve what I cannot."
Batman inquired, "Any leads?"
"Some, but not much," Gordon replied. "I don't know his age, his appearance, or his height and weight. I was completely defeated this time. However, I spoke with him on the phone, and my phone has an automatic recording function, so I recorded the conversation."
As Gordon spoke, he placed a USB drive on the ground.
"His voice is my only clue," Gordon said. "Can you find him?"
Batman pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll try."
...