Kneeling on one knee atop the pickup truck, Batman's dark silhouette was like a statue, unmoving no matter how much Scorpion Mac in the car swerved.
"Where is he? Towards West 39th Street, get me a gun and shoot that Dracula down!"
In Scorpion's eyes, the elusive Batman was almost synonymous with a Vampire, so he simply called him "Dracula."
Tat-tat-tat!
Actually, without Scorpion needing to speak, the Kingpin's Gang members had already driven their cars closer, holding submachine guns or pistols and frantically shooting at Batman.
"Barbara, activate riot control mode."
From the roof of the pickup, Batman said in a low voice.
As he finished speaking, six modified guns, three on the left and three on the right, rose from the hood of the batmobile, which was biting tightly behind the pickup, and roared to life!
Under oracle ai's aiming, these non-lethal bullets precisely and wildly poured onto all vehicles except the pickup, knocking down the guns of the Gang members sticking out of the car windows and tearing their skin.
The intense pain made the Gang members uncontrollably clutch their injured areas and scream endlessly, while Batman ignored them, one hand firmly adhering to the car roof thanks to Peter Parker's and the glove's dual suction functions.
His other hand clenched into a fist, and he smashed it onto the pickup's windshield.
With just one hit, the surface of the windshield was covered in dense cracks and a deep dent, while the part connected to the roof Warp.
Batman grabbed the raised part of the windshield and tore the entire glass from the car body.
Just as Batman leaned down and reached out again, preparing to grab the pickup's steering wheel and pull out Scorpion Mac and Walker hiding inside...
Bang!
A bullet grazed Batman's palm.
With his trained "Spider Sense," Batman had already predicted the bullet's trajectory before it left the barrel, and he chose not to dodge.
But he also didn't intend to forcibly pull out Walker and Scorpion, instead changing his strategy in less than a second.
"Barbara, fire the grappling hook, forced braking," Batman said.
As he spoke, the batmobile's oracle ai immediately reacted.
Below the Bat symbol at the front of the car, a palm-sized grappling claw shot out with a bang, firmly embedding itself into the pickup truck's body.
The next second, the batmobile slammed on its brakes, the immense friction instantly bringing the car from high-speed travel to a standstill, simultaneously forcing the pickup to stop as well.
The car stopped, but due to inertia, Scorpion and Mike were inevitably flung forward, flying through the now-windshield-less driver's seat and falling to the front.
They hadn't even landed yet when Batman had already fired a Batarang to catch them, knocking both out with a single punch each.
In the large office on the top floor of the sixteen-story building in Hells Kitchen, which was dilapidated on the outside but luxuriously decorated on the inside, Kingpin's usually gentle, fatherly face was now distorted.
Around him were ten burly men, some with hands covered in thick calluses from punching, some with leg muscles like coiled steel wires, and some even holding knives.
Despite having the advantage in numbers and weapons, these guys surrounding Kingpin all had flickering eyes, and some even had trembling calves.
Someone shouted, and the ten experts from all over the World rushed towards Kingpin from all directions.
Kingpin's face was twisted, resembling a tyrannical brute with a menacing expression.
Aside from necessary turns, Kingpin didn't retreat a single step, his fists, as large as an ordinary person's head, creaking audibly.
Boom boom boom!
A series of loud bangs, like hitting sandbags, as Kingpin's punches sent these experts flying backward one by one.
It only took ten punches for ten men; Kingpin's White suit was not damaged in the slightest, but the flying strongmen were all clutching their chests or abdomens, spitting blood, and unable to stand.
Thud!
Several people couldn't bear it and fainted on the spot.
Black Cat, Bullseye, and Shocker stood aside, only approaching after Kingpin wiped his hands with a handkerchief.
"Kingpin, according to reports from our subordinates, it has been confirmed that Walker and Mike were arrested by Batman, but their current location is still undetermined."
"Shocker" Shulman spoke first.
Kingpin looked at Shulman without speaking, just staring intently into his eyes until Shulman was drenched in sweat before shifting his gaze.
"With Walker and Mike missing, my plan must be moved up."
Kingpin seemed to be trying to calm his voice, but tonight not only was Walker not found, but another trusted subordinate, Mike, also went missing, so he was almost gnashing his teeth as he spoke:
"Tomorrow, I will officially join the Osborn Group board of directors, uniting with other shareholders to vote Norman Osborn out, and gain absolute control of the Osborn Group as quickly as possible."
"At that time, I will control the entire underworld of New York, and even the entire World."
Meanwhile, in the subway tracks of Manhattan, the batmobile silently traversed the tracks, arriving at the abandoned City Hall Station.
Before it was converted into the Batcave, this area was still suitable for batmobile parking.
Although this batmobile was hastily modified and somewhat rudimentary, it still had a stealth mode—reducing noise to make it less detectable—just like his batmobiles in Gotham.
Avoiding everyone, oracle ai connected to the city's subway system to determine the best route forward, while Batman looked at the portable computer on his forearm.
It now displayed a map of Hells Kitchen, and in the center of the map, a sixteen-story building showed a blinking red light.
"From last night until now, Black Cat has stayed at this location four times, for a total of twenty-five minutes."
"Excluding other locations, there is a ninety percent chance that this is Kingpin's whereabouts."
The tracker hidden in Black Cat's White fur collar last night had been sending Black Cat's location to Batman.
Batman had also eliminated various locations based on Black Cat's movements, marking the location currently displayed on the map as the most likely place for Kingpin to be.
Putting the portable computer back into his gauntlet armor, Batman turned his gaze to Mike and Walker, whom he had knocked out.
"On Monday night, Anthony, a Gang member who forced the 'Zegan Gang' to join Kingpin, provided me with a piece of information..."
"Those responsible for giving Kingpin orders, occupying territory, and illegal transactions have one thing in common: they all wear suits."
And at this moment, Walker and Mike, who were unconscious, were wearing almost identical black suits.
"After the Osborn Group exposed the murder case on the third basement level, Black Cat told me that he was coercing other shareholders to forcibly acquire shares."
"Judging by the commotion to find Walker tonight, the disappearance of Walker and Mike will undoubtedly unsettle Kingpin; he will accelerate his entry into the Osborn Group board of directors, even voting Norman Osborn out to gain absolute control."
"The earliest this could happen is tomorrow."
"It's time for Silver Sable to contact the lawyer willing to take on the case of prosecuting Kingpin."
With clues converging, Batman had almost grasped all of Kingpin's movements.
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