The Kryptonian of a Certain American Comic

  Chapter 217 11, the black knight visits the door

  Falcone family, in the manor.

   Gang leader Carmine Falcone is in the study, pacing back and forth with a phone.

   "I have already sent someone to deal with the assistant prosecutor, don't worry, I have already bribed the congressman and the Gotham police chief, and there will be no problems with the subsequent transactions..."

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Not only the assistant prosecutor, but also the guy code-named Black Knight, he may hinder our next transaction, before that, I hope you can properly get rid of that black knight." knight."

   "But I heard that the black knight can fly into the sky and escape from the ground, and is invulnerable..."

Before Carmine Falcone could finish speaking, a mocking voice came from the other end of the phone: "Do you believe this kind of nonsense? What is invulnerable? I know that a powerful samurai can split bullets fired at high speed with a knife, and even You can stand against an army armed to the teeth with your own power, but no matter how powerful a warrior is, he is still made of flesh and blood, and as long as his head is hit by a bullet, he will definitely die."

   "I understand, I will also solve the Black Knight, but we must talk about the price." Carmine Falcone said.

   "You are not qualified to negotiate the price with me now. Get rid of the black knight and prove your ability. Otherwise, there will be plenty of people who want to make our deal." After finishing speaking, the other end of the phone hung up the phone roughly.

  Carmine Falcone's face was ugly, and there was a lot of anger in his stomach that he couldn't vent.

The gang controlled by the Falcone family is one of the old gangs in Gotham City. However, in recent years, the big and small black forces in Gotham City have continued to emerge, and even the top giants known as the four major families of Gotham City have also begun to intervene. Underground world.

   This made the Falcone family feel a lot of pressure.

  In one sentence, the introversion is too serious.

   These days, gangsters are almost out of control.

   "Master, it's getting late, when do you plan to go to bed?"

  A lady with a charming figure, wearing a pink tulle pajamas, with her plump curves looming.

The lady twisted her waist, walked slowly to the door of the study, and knocked lightly on the door frame. Carmine Falcone turned his head to look, and on his stern face like a knife, there was a rare A smile appeared.

  The lady in front of him is his wife.

   It seems to be urging the gangster, it's so late, why haven't you handed in your homework.

   "Wait a little longer, is Wilkin back?"

  Wilkin is Carmine Falcone's capable man. Tonight, Carmine is sending Wilkin to lead a group of gangsters to get rid of Rachel Dawes.

  The lady shook her head: "Not yet, sir, has something happened?"

   "Has he not come back yet?"

  Carmine Falcone frowned. It stands to reason that it would not take such a long time to deal with a weak woman living alone.

  Just as Carmine was wondering, there was a sudden sharp cracking sound in the sky, and then the ground trembled slightly, as if something had fallen from the sky into the courtyard of Falcone Manor.

  Carmine and the lady quickly walked to the window and looked out at the yard through the window.

  It was dark at the moment, but the movement outside caught the attention of the manor guards, and several lights were concentrated in the courtyard.

  I saw a figure wearing a black cloak appearing in the yard of the manor, and under the feet of that black figure, there seemed to be a circle of cracked lines.

   "Black...Black Knight??"

  The moment he saw this black figure, Falcone couldn't help thinking of the name Black Knight in his mind.

Before he could figure out how the black knight appeared in his manor, the guards in the yard had already stepped forward with guns and surrounded the black figure, as if they would not hesitate if the other party made any move Shoot it like a hornet's nest.

  The Falcone family controls one of the largest gangs in Gotham. They make countless enemies on weekdays. Naturally, the manor is guarded by powerful armed forces 24 hours a day to prevent revenge from enemies and rivals.

  However, the black figure stepped forward directly as if he didn't see the gun aimed at him.

   "Fire!"

  I don't know who shouted this, and the guards fired at the shadow one after another.

  The flames sprayed from the barrel of the gun flashed away in the night, and countless bullets hit the black figure, splashing a series of sparks on his body.

  However, the dense bullets not only didn't kill the opponent, they couldn't even stop the opponent from walking.

  I saw the black shadow continue to walk forward, and two fiery double lines shot out from his eyes.

  The scarlet light pierced the night sky, cutting the surrounding guards alive into countless pieces. In an instant, the strong smell of blood and burnt flesh permeated the entire manor, making people sick.

   "Sir, is that man a devil?" the lady asked tremblingly.

Carmine Falcone, on the other hand, stared at the black-robed figure in the yard with wide eyes, and immediately cursed: "Damn it, **** the samurai, **** the flesh and blood, I would Take that madman at Arkham Hospital at his word!"

   You told me that a samurai can split a bullet with a knife.

  Did they split it with a samurai sword?

   This one is directly using the body to be tough!

  Even if you are wearing a body armor, even if a normal person is wearing a body armor, being hit by a bullet will still bear huge kinetic energy and will also hurt.

  As for the man in black robe...the black knight, the bullet hit him like a few drops of rainwater, and there was no reaction at all.

  You told me it was flesh and blood?

   This is clearly Man of Steel!

Carmine Falcone's mind was in a mess. In the dark night, more guards gathered in the manor with guns. However, no matter how many people there were, they were only captured by the two scarlet rays. Instant kill.

   "He's the devil!"

   This thought arose in Carmine Falcone's mind, but he saw two groups of scarlet eyes in the night, looking at his study from a long distance away.

  In an instant, the figure in the courtyard leaped up to the height of a three-story building, smashing the wall of the study.

  Boom!

  The wall of the study room seemed to be hit by a rocket launcher, and it exploded suddenly. Countless broken stones were scattered into the interior of the study room along with the shock wave.

   In desperation, Carmine Falcone hugged the lady beside him to save her from being hit by the gravel.

   "Carmine Falcone, I heard that you want to get rid of me? Now, I am in front of you, how do you plan to get rid of me?"

  This figure in a black cloak, who else could there be besides Rorschach.

  Rorschach's eyes were still red, and he walked to Carmine Falcone step by step, with a kind smile on his face, like a good gentleman who is harmless to humans and animals.

   "Don't come here."

  Carmine Falcone protected the lady behind him, subconsciously pulled out the pistol at his waist, and pointed it at Rorschach.

  Rorschach smiled: "Are you planning to use this pistol to kill me?"

   While speaking, Rorschach shot two thermal visions from his eyes and landed on the pistol. The high temperature instantly melted the pistol. Carmine's hand was also burned by the high temperature, and he released his hand with a scream.

  Patter...

  The molten iron from the pistol fell on the floor, smelling of burning.

  Carmine Falcone looked at Rorschach in horror, and asked in a trembling voice: "Black Knight, you... who are you?"

  (end of this chapter)