The third party lurking in the shadows was undoubtedly Anton in Los Angeles, remotely controlling a special armor.
The GCPD Mechanical Bat Armor, also known as the Rabbit Armor.
The armor was nicknamed the Rabbit Armor because the two ears on its head, while retaining some bat-like features, more closely resembled rabbit ears.
In addition, this armor had two large micro-missile launchers on its shoulders, and its overall structure looked more like a small mech than an external-skeleton-type armor.
In terms of appearance, it was significantly different from the basic Batman armor that Anton had exchanged.
However, Anton knew that as he exchanged for more special armors, the differences between the basic and special armors would become increasingly apparent.
It was worth noting that the Rabbit Armor didn't belong to the well-known Batman armors. It didn't actually belong to Bruce Wayne, but to James Gordon, Batman's well-known best friend and partner, Chief Gordon.
This story took place in the New 52 timeline, stemming from the famous "Flashpoint" event.
The Flash's interference with the timestream plunged the world into a destructive war. To set history right, he corrected the timeline. However, Doctor Manhattan secretly manipulated events, preventing the restoration of the original timeline and instead creating the New 52 reality.
Following the Endgame event in the later years of New 52, Bruce Wayne lost his memories of being Batman. He was also freed from the shadow of his parents' deaths. He became a happy volunteer and lived a carefree life with his first love.
But, Gotham City needed a Batman.
Therefore, James Gordon volunteered to be the chosen one.
The GCPD, or Gotham City Police Department, created a Mechanical Bat Armor to replace Bruce Wayne.
The Rabbit Armor could be piloted by a person and could also act autonomously or be remotely controlled without a pilot, making it a major asset.
System Price: 8,000,000 Justice Points.
Anton, with his deep pockets and 10,000,000 Justice Points, bought it without hesitation.
At this moment, Anton, who was in Los Angeles attending a party, was multitasking, remotely controlling the Rabbit Armor.
After entering Batman mode, Anton possessed all of Bruce Wayne's skills.
Multitasking wasn't difficult for the Bat.
Moreover, to ensure the operation went smoothly, Anton, who was far away in Los Angeles, had avoided the crowd and gone to a corner by the window to get some air, looking like he didn't want to be disturbed.
Everyone present was a big shot, so no one was brazen enough to bother him.
Whoosh!
Inside the Empire State Building.
The Rabbit Armor moved through the slightly crowded corridor, its footsteps barely audible.
Carlos and the Brotherhood hadn't noticed that a third party had appeared in their standoff.
However, Anton wasn't actually after these people.
He remembered!
The leader of the Brotherhood, Sloan, was his true target.
If he had to be honest, these people were just a bonus.
But Sloan was very cautious. The High Table's intelligence could only track the movements of people like Fox; they were helpless against Sloan, who was operating behind the scenes.
Therefore, Anton saw these extras as useful.
Of course, this was only one reason Anton was here.
The more important reason was that tonight, Batman had to appear in the public eye.
This would allow a contrast to be made with Anton, who was far away in Los Angeles, severing any connection between the two and swaying public opinion online to the side that said he couldn't possibly be Batman.
Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, gunshots erupted.
Carlos, who had defected from the Brotherhood, was already engaged in a firefight with current members.
Bullets flew everywhere.
Each bullet sliced through the air at impossible angles.
However, Carlos could anticipate the bullets' trajectories, dodging while simultaneously returning fire.
This was due to a surge of adrenaline, which caused his heart to become an "engine," granting him the abilities of bullet time and bullet curving.
In this world, bullet curving, bullet time, ultra-long-range sniping, the versatile adrenaline burst, and 360-degree no-dead-angle shooting are all personal abilities that can be achieved with "firearms," collectively known as Gun-Fu.
Both sides were experts, familiar with each other's capabilities. Neither dared to advance rashly, so they retreated while fighting, always maintaining a sufficient shooting distance.
Through the Rabbit Armor's vision, Anton observed both sides. He found that the Gun-Fu of both groups had reached an unbelievable level.
To be able to utilize a weapon to this extent, one had to admit that both sides were exceptionally talented individuals.
Unfortunately, the world wasn't short of talent.
Especially in the killer world, where exceptional individuals abounded.
Chhk!
Someone from the Brotherhood, a current member, was hit.
Carlos, however, was unharmed.
Fox and the others looked grim, exchanging glances and gritting their teeth.
"After him!"
"We can't just let this go!"
They were determined. Tonight, they would settle the score with Carlos.
If so many of them couldn't take down Carlos, then after tonight, not only would the Brotherhood lose face, but Carlos would also become an even greater legend in the assassin world. This was not something Fox and the others wanted to see.
Gunfire continued inside the Empire State Building.
Beep beep!
An alarm sounded throughout the entire building.
It was easy to imagine the police would arrive quickly after receiving the alert.
Carlos and Fox, however, couldn't care less. Both sides wanted to eliminate the other today.
If they missed today, it would be hard to find another suitable opportunity.
In the darkness, Anton, controlling the Rabbit Armor, knew it was time for him to appear.
Whoosh!
He maneuvered the Rabbit Armor, its form shifting, and crashed through a wall, kicking up a cloud of dust, blocking Carlos's escape route.
"Who's there?"
Carlos was startled and instinctively fired his weapon.
Clang!!
The sound of clashing metal rang out.
The bullets were useless against the giant figure in front of him.
For a killer who had mastered Gun-Fu, if their guns were ineffective, half their skills were useless.
The bullets couldn't even penetrate the person's exterior. What could they do with bare hands?
Carlos was terrified by what he saw, his pupils shrinking.
Especially after he fired continuously. As the bullets tore through the wall and the air currents stirred, he realized that it wasn't a person standing before him.
To be precise, it was a steel shell.
Carlos didn't know if there was anyone inside. He estimated that there probably was.
"Who's there?"
Carlos's face was grave, almost forgetting the pursuers behind him: "Who are you?"
"If you can tell me Sloan's location, I'll be happy to answer your question."
Anton's voice came from the Rabbit Armor's voice modulator.
Hearing the low, electronic voice, Carlos's eyes flashed: "If you're looking for trouble with Sloan, I'm happy to help."
"It seems you don't know."
Anton could see at a glance that Carlos didn't trust him at all; this guy was just stalling for time and trying to escape.
The Rabbit Armor raised a hand and threw a punch.
The air current stirred.
The force was terrifying.
Carlos hastily dodged, but he hadn't anticipated the massive figure in front of him taking a step forward and, relying on its size advantage, sending him flying.
At this moment, members of the Brotherhood arrived on the scene.
"Who's there?"
Seeing Carlos on the ground, they didn't immediately attack, instead focusing their gazes on the Rabbit Armor in front of them.
"Wait, are you Batman?"
Fox frowned, barely making out the identity from the Rabbit Armor's appearance.
As someone who burst onto the scene and defeated the Continental Hotel, Batman's name resonated far more in the assassin world than any Hollywood superstar, even rivaling top-tier killers who had toiled for years.
It's worth noting that no one, not a single person, had dared to challenge the Continental Hotel alone and easily wipe out all the assassins inside, leaving the High Table humiliated.
Yes, before Batman, there was no one.
Batman was the first.
The first is often the most memorable.
"I'm glad you recognize me, Fox."
The deep, electronic voice spoke again, those red mechanical eyes scanning the Brotherhood, comparing their information. Anton then said, "If you're willing to surrender and tell me Sloan's location, you'll save yourselves a lot of suffering."
"Dream on."
The Mechanic's attitude was terrible. He glared coldly at the tall figure in front of him: "Coward who doesn't dare to show his face, don't think you can beat us by hiding in that iron shell. We're not the ordinary trash from the Continental Hotel!"
"Alright."
The Rabbit Armor brought its fists together with a crisp "clank."
That emotionless iron shell face seemed to convey a change through the sound, full of regret.
"Then prepare to feel pain."
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