Chapter 14: Jiang Li vs. The Funeral Bell
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Two superhumans were facing off. Both wore masks hiding their true faces. Both were experts with guns.
While Jiang Li and Deathstroke were in their standoff, Penguin and Black Mask exchanged a glance. Their figures slowly moved backward, disappearing into the unknown shadows.
Leaving only the two of them.
"Dog-eat-dog stuff... that's not something a superhero would do. Who do you work for?"
Deathstroke's posture was casual. Neither his sword nor his gun was aimed at Jiang Li. It was clear he didn't take Jiang Li seriously at all.
Jiang Li naturally saw this too. The corner of his mouth curved up, "None of your business. Don't get in the way of me making money."
"Hehehe." Deathstroke couldn't help but chuckle. He slowly walked in front of Jiang Li. The distance between them was extremely dangerous.
"You don't get in the way of *me* making money, either."
"Hmph!!" As soon as Deathstroke's voice fell, he raised the katana in his hand and swung it at Jiang Li's neck with lightning speed.
"Clang!!"
Jiang Li's eyes turned cold and sharp. He raised his hand, using the sharp blade under the grip of White Ivory to block Deathstroke's katana.
The two sharp metal weapons collided fiercely. The friction instantly sent sparks flying!
Immediately after, Deathstroke raised his leg and kicked hard at Jiang Li's body.
Jiang Li raised his other hand to block the blow, using the force to retreat a few steps. He then immediately raised White Ivory and Ebony and fired two shots at Deathstroke.
"Bang bang!!"
Deathstroke seemed to have predicted Jiang Li's attack. He instantly dropped to the ground, dodging the two bullets, then raised his pistol and pulled the trigger.
Jiang Li's movements were like lightning. His body moved like a phantom, quickly dodging Deathstroke's bullets, and then ran behind a container.
"Tsk!" Deathstroke's expression turned ugly when he saw his attack had no effect.
In the next second, he became the target. Jiang Li ran out from behind the container, his dual pistols firing bullets at Deathstroke.
"Bang bang bang!!"
Deathstroke moved quickly, using his katana to slice several bullets out of the air while running to dodge.
"Urgh!" Deathstroke's eyes narrowed. He threw a smoke bomb toward Jiang Li. It collided with a bullet in mid-air and exploded, filling the air with thick white smoke.
"Clang clang clang!!" Deathstroke seized the opportunity, ran toward Jiang Li, and swung his katana, clashing with him.
The katana slashed across Jiang Li's chest, cutting a rip in his black trench coat. Immediately, Jiang Li delivered a roundhouse kick, knocking the katana from Deathstroke's hand.
Deathstroke didn't falter. He continued to engage in close combat with Jiang Li, who had put away his dual pistols.
Both were superhumans whose physical fitness reached the peak of human limits. Both possessed rich combat skills, so they were evenly matched.
While the two were fighting, Penguin and Black Mask, hidden in the darkness, were watching the situation.
"That guy isn't using his guns at all, just his fists. And he's fighting evenly with Deathstroke right now."
Penguin gripped the umbrella in his hand, his tone grave, "I have to find a way to keep him here."
Black Mask narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "You don't have to tell me."
This was the best chance to take out Jiang Li. With an expert like Deathstroke tying him down, just one bullet in Jiang Li would secure the victory.
But they were currently dueling inside the thick white smoke. No one outside could see clearly. To avoid friendly fire, they hadn't made a move.
The smoke bomb was thrown by Deathstroke...
"Forget it. Even if Deathstroke gets hurt, as long as the money is right, he can shut up."
Black Mask's eyes turned cold. He immediately raised the pistol in his hand, about to fire into the smoke at the two fighting men.
"Whoosh!" Following a sound of tearing air, a bat-shaped shuriken accurately flew out and knocked the pistol from Black Mask's hand.
Black Mask and Penguin looked at the Batarang stuck in the ground. Their expressions turned ugly. They knew all too well who the owner of this shuriken was.
Looking in the same direction, they saw, as expected, a black figure standing atop several containers. It was Batman.
On the other side, Jiang Li punched Deathstroke in the face, then sent him flying back with a roundhouse kick. He also heard an unexpected sound.
[Sign in on Deathstroke, Reward: Random Character Card.]
[Character Card: Can summon a 100% loyal character, not limited to the DC world.]
[Note: Can use the summoned character to perform sign-ins.]
"Bang!" Deathstroke was knocked back by Jiang Li, slamming hard into a container. After seeing Batman above, he realized the situation was bad.
"Bang bang!!" He fired two bullets at Jiang Li, who was about to give chase, to intercept him. Then, he backflipped to the side, jumped into the water, and fled the scene.
"He ran?"
Jiang Li turned his head and saw that Batman had already knocked out Penguin and Black Mask. *So fast.*
"Wait, this is for you. Leave this to me."
Batman handed a briefcase full of US dollars to Jiang Li, who was walking over. Jiang Li looked at Batman with a strange expression.
The righteous vigilante of Gotham is actually giving me this dirty money?
Seemingly reading Jiang Li's mind, the corner of Batman's mouth curved up slightly, "Don't worry. Since you're a bit tight on cash recently, just take it."
Logically, this money was his money anyway. As long as Jiang Li spent it or deposited it in a bank, it was his money. After all, with nearly 80% of Gotham's banks, he could earn it back through other means.
His tone at this moment wasn't Batman's, but that of Jiang Li's friend, Bruce Wayne.
Jiang Li didn't refuse. He took the briefcase directly and smiled at Bruce, "I'll come over for dinner some other day. And I'll check on that kid Jason while I'm at it."
Because of Jiang Li and Bruce's relationship, when Jiang Li visited Wayne Manor, he had met Jason when he was Robin, as well as the former Robin, Nightwing (Dick).
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