Riddle Gentleman has no movement!

James Gordon Jr.'s mouth curled up with a crazy sneer.

He could even imagine the scene when the other party was hit by a police car, his internal organs suddenly squeezed into a ball, and even spit out of his mouth.

Maybe the scene will be a bit disgusting?

Liver, intestines, kidneys, heart, lungs...

It was crushed to pieces, and then it was squeezed out from the upper and lower openings...

Ah, the picture... is so cruel!

boom--

boom--

Just as James Gordon Jr. was fantasizing about the damn riddle of the gentleman 360 ways to die.

A violent vibration suddenly came from under his butt.

A hot stream followed.

The scenery in front of me suddenly became dizzy.

Even people and cars were spinning wildly, as if they were spiraling into heaven.

James Gordon Jr.: "???"

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

Why do cars fly?

Is the car too fast...it can really take off on the spot?

...

...

Yi Lin pressed the explosion button expressionlessly.

The enhanced TNT bomb can be used more than just timing explosions.

Although at first he believed that with James Gordon Jr.'s IQ, there was an 85% chance that he could not guess the time and place of the "crime" he actually committed through the puzzle.

But to be safe, he still kept a backup plan.

The moment the blast button is pressed.

James Gordon Jr.'s police car took off directly on the spot, and under the action of the law of inertia, it directly changed its flight direction and flew dozens of meters away.

Rolling around—

Rolling a lot in the distance, then rolling thick smoke came out.

The bomb that was ambushed in advance directly blocked the only route to the Aparo Expressway in downtown Gotham.

Yi Lin looked down at the time.

The road was blocked and a large group of galloping police cars were forced to brake suddenly in front of the raging fire.

"quick!"

"Where is Sheriff Gordon?"

“An explosion happened there!”

“…”

Amid the sound of messy footsteps, dozens of Gotham police officers rushed up, and they soon saw the dark figure in the darkness.

500 meters away!

"That's... Riddle Gentleman!"

"Don't move! Raise your hands! Edward Rin!"

"Raise your leg! Do you ask you to have sex? Shoot!"

After someone prompted, others reacted.

When facing Gotham criminals, what they need is not arrest, but...killing on the spot!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The standard pistol spits out flames in the darkness, and it is about to be dazzling!

In an instant, Yi Lin's eyes were shrouded in the light of fire.

But before they shot, Yi Lin opened the umbrella slowly.

The other hand crushed an unknown card in his pocket.

I saw him standing in front of him with an umbrella, and the bullets all fell strangely in the air.

Swallows, swishes, swishes—

Silent and silent-

In an instant, countless bullet holes were left behind Yi Lin's feet and behind him.

After a round of shooting, the dozens of Gotham police officers emptied a shuttle magazine, and they suddenly realized their reaction until the pistol made a crackling sound of empty air.

No bullets!

"Where is the Riddle Gentleman?"

Even if the distance is a bit far.

Even if their marksmanship is a bit bad.

But under this dense firepower, he believed that no one could survive.

They combined and fired hundreds of bullets.

Even if you hit a few shots, it is enough for a gentleman to suffer from riddles!

"etc--"

"Oh, the cake seller, I think it must be the vodka that made me intoxicated-"

"How come you actually blocked the bullet with an umbrella?"

"I must be dreaming!"

Some police officers even pinched the butt of a female police officer next to him.

Busy and meaty.

The feel is OK.

The policewoman shyly whined and put his legs together.

Ah, it turns out that I'm not dreaming!

...

Yilin held a pitch-black umbrella.

Looking at the group of Gotham City policemen from afar.

Behind them was a raging fire.

By the light of fire, before them was a strange and elegant gentleman.

Those hundreds of bullets fell on the Riddle Gentleman, not even the broken umbrella had a hole left!

Where is the bullet?

Where is the bullet?

Where is the bullet?

They don't have toys that can produce water!

That's a real...gun!

suddenly.

Right in front of everyone.

That damn, hateful, elegant, charming riddle gentleman.

In front of everyone, he looked down at the watch.

The calm actions made the group of policemen lose their minds for a few seconds and forget to switch the magazines.

The scene was in a strange silence!

At this moment—
To be continued...