There is no Batman in Gotham City comics.

Chapter 64 Jason's Decoy

The incident happened so suddenly that no one present had time to react.

Even some of the Roman guards responsible for security were startled by the gunfire and hurriedly tried to aim at Floyd, but he had already put his gun back in its holster.

This incredible gun-drawing skill would impress even Clint Eastwood.

"Uncle Ben! How many holes?" Qin Wei asked, tilting his head back.

"one!"

A gasp of disbelief rose from the platform above.

Oswaldra's long chin and the "O" shape of his mouth let out a "Wow!"

This result is indeed quite good, but in his mind, Freud, who had boasted so much, should have hit all three rings.

Until he glanced at Floyd's holster.

Hidden inside the holster is a tiny Cohen "mongoose".

Oswald happened to have one of these guns as well. Its kinetic energy dissipates rapidly at a short distance; it couldn't even penetrate a skull at 30 meters, let alone a cent made of a copper-nickel alloy. Considering the coin wasn't fixed in place, penetrating it was virtually impossible.

Unless both bullets hit the same spot.

Since both shots hit the same spot, it shouldn't be too difficult for the third shot to go through the ring.

"No wonder there's only one hole!"

Having never had his eyes kissed by God, Oswald did not believe that such superb archery skills existed in the world. While Freud and Qin Wei were haggling, he took out another coin and placed it on an oil drum ten meters in front of him.

Such a distance and such a small target had become a test for him. The little penguin aimed his gun for a long time, but he could never align the three points in a straight line.

Suddenly a bullet grazed my armpit.

The coin bounced high after being hit on the bottom edge.

Two more shots followed.

boom!boom!

Oswald clearly captured the coin's two changes in trajectory in the air, and he ran to the corner to pick it up.

There's only one gap left.

……

The recruitment event came to a successful conclusion. Before leaving, Qin Wei paid a deposit of $100,000 to everyone, but generously gave Floyd double that amount.

More than just this operation, he wanted to keep Floyd by his side for a long time, and the money offensive was just the first step. The next step was to cater to Floyd's preferences and gradually close the distance.

He vaguely remembered that the other person liked painting, and wondered if he should give them a set of oil painting tools.

Of course, that's all in the future. The immediate task is to find a way to capture Jason.

Open worlds always have their advantages, such as being able to enjoy a Pokémon-collecting game experience while progressing through the main storyline.

As darkness fell, the group decided to spend the night in the warehouse.

Qin Wei made a delivery call to a pizza shop and moved a few metal tables to use as dining tables. Just as he was wiping the tables, Oswald walked over.

"Where did you put our Ferrari? I haven't seen it in ages."

Qin Wei scratched his head guiltily.

When Oswald first received the Ferrari, he said he liked it, so Oswald generously gave it to him. At the time, Oswald thought he couldn't drive anyway, so it wouldn't hurt to give it away. However, when he later bought the Batmobile and that container of equipment, he had no choice but to contribute to the purchase due to a shortage of funds.

Oswald's reminder made him feel somewhat embarrassed. Selling the gift he'd promised to his friend—wasn't that despicable? But at the time, he genuinely lacked working capital, and to make up for the losses, he certainly couldn't keep the car.

"How about I give you a Lamborghini?"

Qin Wei made a suggestion, but it was rejected.

"I want a Ferrari!"

"Would you like to add a Rolex?"

"I want a Ferrari!"

"You almost died last night!"

"Last night I was driving a Ferrari and I crashed... Wait! What nonsense is this?!" Oswald almost got tangled up in Qin Wei's words again.

"Honestly, did you break him?" the little penguin pouted. When it looked up, its resentful little eyes made Qin Wei want to find a hole to crawl into.

"No, no... I just used it to add a little more money and bought another car!" Qin Wei rubbed Oswald's shoulder, comforting him with a look of shame.

"What kind of car do you want to trade for a Ferrari! And you have to pay extra?" Oswald complained, spreading his arms wide.

He was furious as he imagined Qin Wei being ripped off by an unscrupulous businessman because he didn't know anything about cars.

"Which bastard bought it? Take me to him!" Oswald wasn't angry because the car had been sold; he was really angry that someone had swindled his good brother while he was away.

"It's not what you think..."

"Please! A 1963 Ferrari GT..."

Before he finished speaking, the metal table next to him suddenly shook slightly.

The metal plates at the structural joints rubbed against each other, and the creaking sound, which was agonizing and unsettling, echoed throughout the room.

The cautious Oswald crouched down, a slight tremor emanating from his palm.

"Damn it, it's been so many years since there's been an earthquake!"

But he quickly overturned his guess. Two headlights turned out from the end of the street, and breaking through the darkness was a heavy truck bouncing and jumping on the broken road surface in the lower district. This guy was the culprit of the "earthquake".

It's hard to imagine what heavy things were hidden in the cargo container.

Oswald glanced at Qin Wei, who was leisurely with his hands in his pockets.

"What did you buy?"

"Yeah! The boss personally delivered it to your door. Didn't you want to cause him trouble?"

Oswald rubbed his nose, thinking to himself, "That brat Qin Wei probably bought a tank just to rob a bank. If that's the case, then the Ferrari GT with the sticker on it makes perfect sense."

The heavy truck, having turned around, positioned its cargo door facing the factory entrance. Victor climbed down the ladder from the passenger seat and waved the thick English dictionary-like book in his hand at Qin Wei.

"Wow! I originally wanted to drive here myself, but your car is making too much noise, and it's bound to attract attention if you drive it around like this."

"As per your request, I have equipped this vehicle with a grenade launcher and two heavy machine guns."

He held the book up to Qin Wei.

"Although it does have a simple voice-controlled mode, we still recommend that you carefully read this user manual!"

Reuss instructed his men to begin unloading the cargo, and Oswald curiously joined in.

As the box door opened, the silent beast lazily raised one eyelid.

After a fleeting glimpse, everyone sighed in dismay.

Compared to the original version, the previously exposed front shock absorbers and tires have been concealed within blast armor, and the original gray paint has been replaced with matte black. If the previous Batmobile was a hot-tempered young man with a rough industrial style, this one is like a middle-aged dark knight who has finally emerged victorious after several battles.

The killing intent was hidden in the scabbard, but the chilling aura was even stronger than before.

"That's it!"

Qin Wei's eyes lit up, and he excitedly licked his upper lip.

He firmly believed that the dangerous hormones emanating from this car could capture the heart of any man.

The bait is in place; all that's left is for Jason to fall into the trap.