Anton took this opportunity to transfer.

He jumped, flashed behind a glass curtain wall, and smashed the wine glass he had just held in his hand, and threw out the sharp cup holder.

Saw!

The corner of the sharp goblet pierced into the throat of a gunman.

"Highly..."

The gunman couldn't breathe, opened his eyes wide, spit out blood foam, and fell to the ground to struggle.

His accomplices changed their faces and raised their guns to shoot.

The glass curtain wall was immediately broken.

However, Anton's whereabouts have been lost behind the curtain wall.

"How is that possible?"

"Where has he gone?"

Whoosh!

When the gunmen were shocked, two pieces of broken glass came and pierced the eyes of the two gunmen.

"Ahhhhhh!"

"I can't see it! I can't see it! My eyes!"

They howled in pain.

Time passed by only a few blinks, and everyone saw that there were four gunmen in total, and now three of them were fucked down.

The only one left was trembling and nervous, with an unprecedented amount of sweat condensed on his forehead, and it was scratching down his face.

This man even felt that it was not that he was attacking Anton, but that Anton was hunting himself.

Offense and defense interchange!

What kind of opponent is this?

They have not collected information about Anton. As far as they know, Anton has never shown such a terrifying skill.

Could it be that as the spokesperson of Batman, this guy has also been trained to have all his skills?

The two sides were in a stalemate for more than ten seconds.

The last remaining gunman was full of thoughts and his spirit was almost at the critical point.

He gritted his teeth.

"Come out and raise your hands, otherwise I will kill everyone here! Are you not Batman's comrade? Do you want to save me if you die?"

The gunman fell into madness.

"don't want!"

"Don't kill us!"

The people lying on the ground showed a terrified expression, and many guys with extremely poor psychological quality couldn't help crying and howling.

The gunman is almost unable to stand this situation.

The enemy has not appeared for a long time!

His gun was always held up, and there was no place to use it.

His eyes were ruthless, and he moved the gun without hesitation, and pointed it at a woman beside him.

"ah--"

The woman collapsed on the ground, her lower body was incontinent, and the smelly liquid wet the corners of her skirt and flowed down her calves to the ground.

Just as the gunman was about to pull the trigger.

"snort!"

A disdainful groan from the nasal cavity came into everyone's ears.

Whoosh!

A golden business card suddenly flew out, drawing a curved curve, like a curved bullet, passing through the last gunman's throat and cutting off his trachea.

"Great!"

His fate was the same as the guy who was pierced by a broken goblet at the beginning. He vomited blood and his face quickly turned purple, and he finally had no rebirth.

Anton stepped forward with a cold face, picked up the gun in the man's hand, aimed at the two killers who had been stabbed in their eyes, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Bang!

Both of these two were shot in the head.

"it's over!"

Anton looked around and said in a low and calm tone: "The police have come over, and no one is allowed to leave now, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. I hope everyone understands the special moment."

In the banquet hall, everyone was only happy after the disaster, so they didn't even bother to leave. They collapsed on the ground and breathed a long sigh.

Only then did someone pay attention to Anton's identity.

"Anton, it's you!"

Someone exclaimed.

Anton turned his head and found that this person was actually his former friend.

"Anton! He is Anton Jameson? That director?"

"Not only the director, he is also a comrade-in-arms of Batman and a full member of the Justice League! It turns out that he is so powerful, no wonder he can join the Justice League!"

"Damn terrorist!"

People breathed a long sigh and started talking in a low voice.

Another moment passed.

Didi!

The New York Police Department's vehicles quickly arrived at the door.

George Stacey led the police force into the hall. Seeing the messy ground and several corpses, his face changed slightly and he hurried to Anton.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Anton safe and sound.

The two sides exchanged a few words.

Anton said: "That woman is on the balcony. She knows something. After you interrogate, you let the turtles put her in a temporary prison in the sewer. And Daniel Decobrey, this is a bad guy. Maybe not much of it knows. You can try to interrogate."

As he said that, he walked towards the door, that is, the exit.

"Wait, where else are you going?"

George was stunned.

Seeing Anton's appearance, he seemed to be planning to continue to act, so he persuaded with great sincerity: "Anton, I'm not trying to stop you, I mean, the New York Police Department can help you. After all, this is New York, do you understand?"

"No need, you have no room for intervention in this matter!"

He paused, and his tone was cold: "The enemy is dangerous, and they were coming for Batman."

"What?"

George was startled: "Come for Batman?!"

In front of him, Anton finished speaking in a few words and walked towards his car.

"Don't we really need to help you?"

George couldn't help but shout.

"No, you don't have to come here later, we will solve it."

Anton waved his hand and drove away.

Boom boom boom boom!

The roar of cars sounded.

In front of George, Anton drove a sports car away from the Columbia campus.
Chapter completed!