novelraw Chapter 156, Section 53: It's time to do what heroes should do.
Chapter 156, Section 53: It's time to do what heroes should do.
Chapter 156, Section 53: It's time to do what heroes should do.
Qin Wei, his legs aching, rushed forward, pressed his belt, and launched his grappling hook, shattering the glass of the car behind him.
"You're still moving too slowly, jump down quickly!"
Qin Wei stretched out his hands and anxiously called out. He originally wanted to shoot through the metal sheet and jump onto the vehicle, but the back of the vehicle was crowded with children crying in fear. The grappling hook was also very powerful and could easily injure innocent people. So he could only encourage the braver children to jump off the vehicle first to make room for him to launch the grappling hook.
Most of the children hesitated, but four or five of the bolder ones jumped in.
The car was traveling at about 50 miles per hour. When the children landed, they instinctively protected their heads and rolled around on the ground more than a dozen times. Their arms were scraped and their faces were covered in bruises, but fortunately, they were not in any danger.
The first step taken by these brave warriors left ample space at the rear of the bus. Seizing the opportunity, Qin Wei launched his grappling hook and climbed over the broken window into the bus.
"Help me!"
"Sir, where am I? I'm scared!"
As soon as Qin Wei jumped into the car, he was surrounded by terrified children, some of whom even hugged his legs.
Efficiency is paramount, so he wouldn't be like Superman, first soothing the children's emotions. He simply pushed the annoying little devils aside, turned around, and lifted the back door of the school bus.
Thanks to the clown removing the bulletproof steel plates inside the car, the remaining doors couldn't withstand his kicks.
The rotating shaft tore and detached, and the falling car door clattered and crashed into the carousel. Qin Wei took off his tactical belt and pushed it in front of the children.
"You three, grab this belt!"
He pointed to several boys in the crowd who were relatively tall and heavy, and without waiting for their consent, forcibly stuffed the belt into their hands.
"You guys hold them around the waist, and don't let go unless absolutely necessary!"
Of course, there are bound to be timid people who don't want to do this. Qin Wei didn't waste any words. Taking advantage of the fact that the car wasn't going too fast, he took off his coat, grabbed a bag, and threw it out of the car.
"I only have one set of clothes, and I won't have another one to wear next!" Qin Wei, who had taken off his hoodie and was wearing a tight black T-shirt, flexed his muscles and pointed fiercely.
After these words were spoken, no one dared to defy the bat's will.
In this way, the twelve children hugged each other around the waist and formed four strings of meatballs.
Once they were ready, Qin Wei pressed the button on his belt.
The belt hooked onto the top of the cave, and the Fog Time Golems were pulled out of the carriage by the rope.
After swinging a few times in the air, some children couldn't hold on and let go. However, they landed about a meter off the ground, so even if they fell on their bottoms, they wouldn't get seriously injured.
After taking care of most of the children, Qin Wei did not forget to inspect the carriage. Sure enough, he found two unconscious children in the front row. Without much thought, he hugged the children in his arms and jumped off the train.
Boom!
The car was now traveling at nearly 70 miles per hour, and Qin Wei, whose back was on the ground, could only rely on his body to cushion the impact while trying to brake by pressing his heels against the ground.
His clothes were instantly worn away, the rough stone ground swallowed his flesh and blood, and the burning pain made him roar in anger.
"Holy crap!!!!"
Qin Wei felt as if half of his life had been taken away along with the flesh that had been rubbed off.
A trail of blood nearly 10 feet long appeared on the ground. He didn't have time to check the injuries, and after shaking off the little brat in his arms, he rushed straight to the lead car.
But now the lead vehicle has started climbing the hill, and it's almost impossible to catch up with it on foot.
Qin Wei stopped after running two steps.
The Joker's game can't be without a solution; he felt he had overlooked something.
He looked up and surveyed the underground amusement park, then glanced behind him, and his eyes lit up.
This is it, he left this for me!
Qin Wei turned and ran toward the tactical belt he had left behind.
After grabbing the tactical belt, Qin Wei tightened it as he ran, and pressed the button when the buckle clicked.
This time, instead of flying towards the bus that had almost reached the top of the slope, he headed towards the amusement park control room embedded in the stone wall.
He just looked around the room and that's what he was looking for.
Using the grappling hook to take flight, he swung in the air and smashed a glass window with his knee. As he landed and rolled, he covered his mouth and nose.
The children on the school bus had all been anesthetized with ether. The clown had deliberately left the lights on in the control room, clearly to lure someone in. Qin Wei didn't believe there wasn't some good treasure waiting for him inside.
Sure enough, just as he gripped the roller coaster's deceleration valve, a gust of air suddenly shot out from the gap and sprayed directly into his face.
Just as the Joker understands him, he also understands this despicable opponent with whom he has faced off many times.
Meanwhile, the battle in the Berriley area had already begun, with both sides exchanging fire as is customary in the United States.
However, the police quickly discovered that with the help of the super bug-like Deadshot, they couldn't gain any advantage at long range. So they dispersed their forces and went deeper into the streets, trying to form a pincer movement against the gang through the alleys.
On the other hand, Gordon's gang, with claws hanging over their heads, dared not enter the alley rashly. They could only suppress the advancing riot shields with firepower while retreating and looking for a way out.
Perhaps the only good news is that "Flame Man" Chato, the leader of the corrupt police, has not made a move.
As to whether the other party was truly weary of killing and unwilling to act, as Qin Wei claimed, or was simply looking for the right moment to launch a fatal attack on everyone, Freud dared not make a definitive conclusion.
But at this time, the police's most powerful weapon also appeared—the helicopter was able to be deployed after the snow stopped.
Even from a distance, people could hear the roar of the propellers, which sounded like the low groan of death.
Gordon and Floyd exchanged a glance, and the latter unzipped his gun bag and took out a Barrett anti-materiel sniper rifle. Actually, using this thing to shoot people would be overkill, but it's perfect for shooting down aircraft.
But just as Floyd raised his sniper rifle to aim at the helicopter, the Flame Man, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
He raised his arm and waved it, and with a crackling sound like burning charcoal, the blazing fire whip seemed to be summoned from the void, covering nearly a hundred meters in the blink of an eye and burning right in front of Freud.
Although this thing looks menacing, it is not very lethal. The gang members affected by the fire whip only had their clothes set on fire. Since the surrounding area was snow, they rolled on the ground a couple of times and the fire naturally went out.
Seeing this, Freud became complacent and flipped the gun over, attempting to use the butt of the gun to deflect and block the whip.
But he will regret this foolish idea in the next second.
Just inches from the gun barrel, the temperature suddenly rose, and Floyd's clothes and hair began to burn, while even the Barrett turned red rapidly at a visible speed.
Although Floyd managed to release his grip in time, his hands were already scalded and red. To make matters worse, the bullets exploded in the magazine after absorbing excessive heat, and fragments of the cartridge cases broke open the magazine, cutting a long gash in the corner of his eye.
"Let go. Please believe me. As long as you give up resisting, no one will get hurt."