American comic world demon hunter

Dante sat on the rails, waiting for the train to pass by. His legs were hanging underneath the rails, and from time to time he used his heels to pull on the ropes tied to a group of drug dealers.

He had his mobile phone in his hand and was dialing the number of the police station. He was counting the time. The train was almost here. It would be a good idea to notify the police now.

The call was made quickly.

"Hey, I reported the crime. I reported that Falconi and his men gathered together to take drugs. After taking drugs, they even hung out on the swings on the Skytrain track."

"Why are you saying I'm joking? Am I the one joking with you? It's just above the warehouse on Old Street No. 16 in the dock area. Many people have seen it."

Dante said a few words and hung up the phone amidst the wild laughter of a group of police officers. Haha, a bunch of idiots.

After making the call, Dante pulled out the disposable phone card, broke it into two pieces and threw it out, then inserted his phone card back into the phone.

There should be nothing forgotten

Dante looked up at the sky. There were not many clouds above Gotham, and the moonlight fell down without any scruples. Dante felt his body. Every cell in his body was absorbing free energy from the outside world every moment. , that is to say, Dante is getting stronger every moment, and as Dante's energy intensity increases, the speed of absorbing free energy also increases.

Dante clenched his fist, and a different sense of reality filled Dante's heart. It has been twenty days since he escaped from eternal purgatory. Maybe this time will become twenty years, or two hundred thousand years, but no matter what, How long has passed, Dante will be thinking about how he left Purgatory.

It's like Dante just walked out, are you kidding?

Unfortunately, now is not a good time to think. Dante has already heard the sound of the approaching train. Dante pulled out the Rebel, inserted the front end of the Rebel under the rails and stuck it. Then, Dante jumped slightly and stood firmly. On the hilt of the sword of rebellion.

The train is coming. There is no driver in this car. No one can get the opportunity to look directly at Dante for a long time. Dante just stands on the hilt of the sword. The train body is less than half a meter away from him, but Dante will never In a panic, he scanned the carriages one by one, looking for his target. Before Dante set off, Afu gave him a photo of Rachel Dawes, and he knew what Rachel looked like.

One section, two sections, ninth section

Dante made a leap and jumped directly onto the train. He saw Rachel sitting in the ninth carriage, and now, he was sitting above the ninth carriage.

Dante ignored the rebellion that was left behind, and saw that the rebellion stuck on the rails gradually turned into light spots, disappeared and dissipated, then gathered on Dante's back, and once again turned into a tattoo and was imprinted on Dante's spine.

In the train, Rachel felt a little uneasy. She looked out the window at the night, and the darkness made her feel terrified. This morning, after the prisoner in her hand was taken away by Klein, Rachel has been in confusion. , she doesn’t think Klein is a bad person. After all, bad people will not make Arkham peaceful. However, what Klein is doing is indeed shielding and helping Falconi, which makes Rachel suspect that Clay Because it was deceived.

Rachel has always been very confident. Confidence is the most important quality of a prosecutor and a good character, but all this must be based on her being confident rather than arrogant.

Because of Rachel's confidence, she followed the car escorting Falconi's men in the afternoon. She drove to Arkham Mental Hospital alone. She saw with her own eyes that the car drove into the mental hospital and never came out again. This made her She couldn't understand. If Klein was trying to save Falconi's men, then the prisoner should be secretly released.

No matter how confused she was, it couldn't change the fact that her car's tires were punctured by nails that appeared inexplicably in front of the mental hospital. Now, she had no car to drive and could only take the empty train home alone at night.

Gotham's nights are too dangerous, especially for women

Rachel was about to get off the train, and she became more and more nervous, so she picked up the phone and sent another text message to the towing company, urging them to take care of her car as soon as possible. When the text message was sent, the train had stopped.

Rachel stuffed her cell phone into her bag, and also stuffed her right hand into the bag. She held the electric shock device in the bag with her right hand, hoping that during the more than 800 meters between the station and the house, she would not be killed by those damned people. targeted by gangsters

Rachel was suddenly a little angry. Karl was always like this. When she needed him, he could never be by her side. He was always busy.

Karl is his boss and also his ex-boyfriend. As for why he is his ex-boyfriend, the reason has just been mentioned.

Just when Rachel was thinking wildly, she saw a fat and muscular man walking towards her in front of her.

"damn it"

Rachel cursed secretly. She tightened her grip on the stun device in her bag. She wanted to face him head-on. She wanted to take out the stun device in an instant and knock this man down.

The man was getting closer and closer. Just when he was about sixteen meters away from Rachel, he suddenly started running. Seeing the man's charging momentum, Rachel's determination disappeared in an instant. After all, Rachel is a A woman, and she is still a not-so-decisive woman

Rachel immediately turned around and planned to run away, but she had lost her chance. She saw a man running towards her behind her.

Rachel regretted it. If she had just knocked down the man in front of her and ran away, she felt that she would still have a chance to run away.

But now

Rachel threw her bag towards the man behind her, and then she pointed the electric shock launcher in her right hand at the man, but before she could launch it, she was already hugged by the strong man in front of her.

"finished"

Rachel thought desperately, but is it really over?

Dante looked at the farce twenty meters below. Two strong men attacked a Rachel. He watched Rachel lose her way to escape alone in the hesitation.

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opportunity, which made Dante shake his head involuntarily.

Dante doesn't like such cowardly women. He always believes that a woman may have a weak body, but that doesn't mean that a weak body must carry a weak soul.

Dante thought about it and jumped straight down. "Bang", Dante landed not far from Rachel.

In Rachel's surprised eyes, Dante casually grabbed the strong man hugging Rachel. Dante held the strong man's hand and gently exerted force, and the strong man's arm instantly broke. Before the poor strong man could scream, Dante slapped his face with his right hand and deformed it.

The moment Rachel gained freedom, she quickly reached out and covered her mouth. She watched the silver-haired man in front of her, a red trench coat, black shirt, black pants and black leather boots, after dealing with the strong man, just kicked another man who was trying to kill him. The guy who kidnapped him kicked him nearly twenty meters away

After Dante kicked the remaining poor man away, he turned to look at Rachel. Before he could speak, Rachel's electric shock launcher suddenly shot Dante's chest.

Dante looked speechlessly at the little thing on his chest that was constantly generating electricity. Damn it, is there something wrong with this girl's head?

"Can't you see that I'm trying to save you?" Dante threw away the electric shock device on his chest and said angrily: "You made Falconi anxious. This is the person he sent. I helped you, but what about you?"

"Sorry, sorry, I'm a little excited."

When Rachel heard Dante's words, she quickly raised her hands, as if she was surrendering.

"puff"

Dante, who had a low point of laughter because he had been alone for too long, laughed softly. Hearing Dante's laughter, Rachel blushed and put her hands behind her back.

"Who are you? What else can you do?" Rachel asked hesitantly. Her cheeks were red. Dante saw that this girl had a little baby fat, which was placed on her face. Her pretty face is so adorable.

Dante felt inexplicably relieved. He walked aside, picked up the bag that Rachel had thrown away, and put it in front of Rachel.

"Hold your bag first. It's too dangerous for you to walk outside alone. I'll take you home."

"Thank you, thank you."

Rachel took her bag and noticed that Dante wiped off the stains on the bag. This small detail made her less wary of Dante, but this was exactly what Dante wanted. the result of.

The two of them walked on the road one after another. Dante took out a stack of photos from his pocket and handed them to Rachel.

"I was after Falconi recently and he did some things that upset me, so I hung him up with his drugs."

Dante said pointing to the photo.

"Are these enough for evidence? If not, I can help you get something else. I know you are a good prosecutor. I hope you will not disappoint me."

After hearing Dante's words, Rachel quickly entered working mode. She carefully examined the photos in her hands. The contents of the photos simply made her unbelievable.

"Is this true?" Rachel couldn't help but ask after seeing the bruised Falconi in the photo.

Dante nodded slightly: "Of course it's true. You know what you're going to do now, right?"

Rachel stopped suddenly and looked at Dante seriously.

"Although I don't know who you are, you have done a great thing. This evidence is enough for me to prosecute Falconi."

"That's good, I've done everything I can do, and I'll leave the rest to you."

Dante casually replied that he was already familiar with the task of dealing with a certain gangster. As his power grew, it became easier to do such things.

Sending Falconi to prison was Rachel's biggest dream. Now, half of this dream has been realized. Rachel looked very excited. She said excitedly: "Don't worry, I will definitely send Falconi to prison." deliver"

Her words were interrupted, Dante heard the phone ringing, he took out the phone, the caller was Bruce.

"Hey"

"Teacher, save me"

The phone hangs up.

"Damn" Dante cursed fiercely. He looked very angry and said quickly: "You have to go home by yourself. I have some urgent things to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dante jumped up and disappeared after a few jumps. Only Rachel was left in a daze while holding Falconi's criminal evidence.

At the same time, Chief Gordon was looking blankly above his head, where seventeen men with missing arms and legs were swinging.

"Detective," the police officer behind Gordon said: "These are Falconi's people. Even Falconi himself is up there. I really don't know what they have messed with."

"Are the drugs real?" Gordon withdrew his gaze and asked the police officer. The police officer nodded, which made Gordon feel a little happier.

"No matter who they offend, it must be someone they can't afford to offend." Gordon clapped his hands, attracting the attention of all the police officers. The next moment, he shouted: "Okay, boys, let us now Put down these guys on the swing, damn, can I say that I am worthy of being the biggest gangster in Gotham, and I can swing with such a high profile on the swing?"

Gordon watched his police officers take action. He stood silently, thinking about the mysterious person he had spoken to less than an hour ago.

Although I don’t know what your purpose is, let alone who you are, you have indeed done a great thing.

he thought, and then he smiled.