The Richest Man in the DC World

There are seven entrances and exits in the underground labyrinth. Except for the secret passages that only judges are qualified to know, the other six are distributed in various areas of Gotham City.

Some are in the city center, some are in the suburbs, some are covered by factories...

With such a big thing happening tonight, the Owl Court completely disintegrated and turned from offense to defense. In this case, they had to arrange a retreat.

Luke knows too much about the thoughts of those "upper-level people". Don't look at them as dogs. When they encounter danger, the first thing that comes to mind is not to rush forward, but to retreat.

Everyone is afraid of death, and the rich and powerful are even more afraid.

Five of the six entrances and exits are in the urban area, and only one is outside the city, which means that if they want to escape, it is the best choice.

The night was getting darker, and the bell rang at twelve o'clock before you knew it.

Luke and ten men in power armor descend to a farm outside the city, owned by Willie, a member of the Court of Owls and a watchdog.

He was just outside the warehouse, and when he saw someone coming, he hurriedly raised his shotgun,

"Who are you, this is my home, get out."

boom!

The sound of gunfire pierced the night, Willie's eyes widened, a round hole the size of a thumb appeared between his eyebrows, and his brains leaked from the round hole and slowly flowed to the ground.

"Throw his body in the pigpen."

"Understood, young master."

A subordinate came up and dragged Willy's leg out. Everyone was indifferent to this scene. They had already seen it. Luke's confidant was able to participate in this operation. Everyone had blood on their hands. Say it's normal.

Luke stepped forward, kicked open the warehouse door, and the stench of horse manure rushed towards him, he waved his hand in disgust,

"Clean up what's inside."

Everyone started quickly, and it only took a few minutes to clear the warehouse full of haystacks and wheat straw. Luke walked around the warehouse and stopped when he reached a certain place. The pants began to change, like a liquid When it flows, if you observe it carefully, you will find that it is dozens or millions of tiny metal particles. These metal particles are combined in a magical way under the control of the core program and become a silver battle suit that wraps the legs.

This is Luke's new portable battle suit based on Krypton energy technology, Zamalen space material folding and nanotechnology. It is an advanced version of Ghost 2.

The advantages and disadvantages are still the same: it can be worn at any time, and can be changed into different styles of clothing and jewelry (saving the trouble of washing clothes), the attack and defense can only be said to be excellent, and the battery life is short.

There are air ripples visible to the naked eye on the surface of the battle suit. The energy technology of Zamalen is far inferior to that of Krypton, but it has extremely high attainments in terms of position application and material construction.

These air ripples are the product of Zamaren technology. Different from the energy position, they not only have extremely high physical defense, but also create shock waves.

"open!"

Luke shouted loudly, raised his right leg and slammed it down heavily. The white air mass gathered in the sole of the foot and exploded when it contacted the ground. The milky white air wave washed around, and the dust shot everywhere, hitting the wall with a rustling sound.

After the dust dissipated, a metal door sunken down appeared on the ground.

"right here."

Luke whispered to himself and commanded, "Open the door."

The two men stepped forward and forced the iron door to open. The cold wind blew, and an underground passage with a length and width of two meters appeared on the ground.

Dior turned on the light source and walked in first.

The passage extends down to a full 300 meters. In front of it is a spacious cave. Judging from the structure of the wall, it should be a natural cave that has been artificially excavated.

"Ava, locate the direction."

"Understood, young master."

The voice fell, and it didn't take long before a creaking sound came from the front, and three big fat mice crawled out of the corner, the red light in their eyes looming in the shadows.

One of them came to Luke, and the slightly bloated body split open in the middle, revealing the signal source flashing red.

Luke nodded slightly,

"Lead the way ahead."

The mouse seemed to understand Luke's words, and walked in front of the other two mice.

After exiting the cave, there are five circular forks on the face, and each fork looks similar. When you get here, it means that the labyrinth road is unfolding.

According to the intelligence analysis provided by Delker and the "mice", the total area of ​​the underground labyrinth (including various entrances and exits, and undeveloped natural caves) is a quarter the size of Gotham City.

Without a map, it is impossible for a normal person to find an exit in such a complex and huge maze, unless he is Bruce Wayne.

Luke asked himself that he had no luck with Batman. In order to prevent accidents, he activated the "rat" army the night before yesterday. More than 100 mechanical mice shuttled back and forth in the maze. After a day of exploration, he finally got the correct roadmap.

With a road map, the so-called labyrinth is just a slightly exciting underground adventure for him.

...

Compared with Luke and his team, Bruce Wayne is not so beautiful, no, it should be said that it is extremely difficult.

Along the way, he made nine wrong turns, encountered fifteen traps, and was assassinated by seven sharp claws in a row.

Even though he was fully prepared, Bruce suffered an unprecedented blow, a knife in the abdomen, blood flowing, and his eyes were burned by the poisonous gas, and he could hardly open.

After staggering away for an hour, the pale-faced Batman had to stop. After healing the wound and replenishing his physical strength, he took out the locator to determine his position.

He is now directly below Ninth High School, about three miles straight away from the warehouse location provided by Jim Gordon, which is usually built near the main building, which means that it is possible to find court members as long as the warehouse is found. hiding place.

After determining the route, Bruce stood up again, turned on the night vision light, and walked carefully forward.

Out of the long and narrow corridor, there are four identical forks.

Bruce clenched his fists with a faint look of exhaustion in his eyes. According to previous experience, only one of the four forks was the correct route, and the rest were either traps or dead ends.

"In any case, we will find you, and we must not let you continue to control Gotham."

Bruce, who was determined, marked the entrance when he came, and then chose the fork on the far right to walk in. After fifteen minutes, he reappeared at the fork with the smell of kerosene.

If it hadn't been for a lot of hearts just now, it would have become a barbecue.

"The Court of Owls!"

Bruce took a deep breath and chose the fork in the middle to walk in. After a while, the sound of rushing water came from his ears. The sound of water came from the front, and it seemed to be an underground river.

The flow of the river is very fast, which means that this underground river is likely to be an underground tributary of the Queens River, the Merchant River or the Atlantic Ocean.

"The underground river can be directly drunk, and there may be water points nearby."

Bruce muttered to himself, and his eyes had a hint of serenity.

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