However, the coverage of his bullet net was limited, and the Claw Assassin broke through Gatlin's defense line and came to the Wayne family.

Thomas Wayne, wearing pitch black armor without a cape, rushed forward and fought with the opponent hand to hand.

It's a pity that Thomas has not yet become the murderous Batman like he was in the later days of the Flash Universe. Now he is just a strong middle-aged man who keeps exercising all year round, and he can hardly deal with a clawed assassin.

Fortunately, he was good at using tools... When the clawed assassin stabbed Thomas in the abdomen with the fist blade in his hand, Thomas lowered his upper body and let it stab the chest, which was the thickest armor.

The fist blade scratched bright sparks on his chest, and then Thomas took out an Italian Beretta 92F from the back of his waist.

In the background of Gatlin's sound, Beretta's gunfire was like an accompaniment. The bullet made a "bang!" sound and shot through the weak point of the armor at the neck joint of the Claw Assassin, causing the Claw Assassin's head to rise immediately.

A small red flower.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, more claw assassins rushed over from corners that Alfred had not expected.

Martha was behind Wayne, holding the two children tightly in her arms.

But there was no hint of helplessness or weakness on her face, instead she looked at these assassins with fierce eyes.

When one of the claw assassins was about to cooperate with others to attack Thomas from below, Martha raised her hand without hesitation, and the thick Colt Python burst out with bright fire, and bullets swirled in the air.

, and finally blasted into the head of the clawed assassin.

Although the combat prowess of the three adults should not be underestimated, they are only ordinary people after all. Facing these well-trained claw assassins who have lost their sense of fear, they are ultimately powerless.

One Claw Assassin was blown to pieces in the light of Alfred's Gatling fire, and two Claw Assassins followed closely behind, with their upper bodies blown apart.

But the third, fourth, fifth...the tenth Claw Assassin still found an opportunity, got close to Alfred, and cut off Gatlin's overheated composite barrel with one knife.

!

Alfred could no longer fire because the muzzle of the gun had become very irregular with damage.

He simply thrust forward, and Gatling's gun barrel was like four steel guns circled together, piercing directly into the chest of the sharp-clawed assassin.

Then he took out two shiny silver Webley pistols made in England from his arms, took half a step back, and stood back to back with Thomas, shooting at the clawed assassins who were still using them.

Unfortunately, such firepower can no longer pose a threat to the Claw Assassins.

When a clawed assassin's fist blade cut through Thomas' lower abdomen and pierced Alfred's forearm as he was blocking, Karl, who didn't want to hurt Martha, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"stop!!"

Carl's eyes turned red. Martha hugged him too tightly. If he struggled rashly, he might hurt Bruce and his mother beside him. She had been anxiously asking Martha to let go.

But how could Martha allow such a young child to enter the battlefield? She would rather have her arm broken by Karl!

Finally, Karl was once again forced to reach his potential.

Rays like laser cutters spurted out, and all the assassins in sight were split into two by the burning sight.

Wherever the heat vision cut, no one was spared, and there was no burn, and everything was reduced to the most withered ashes.

No matter how agile and fast the Claw Assassins are, their speed cannot escape Superboy's gaze.

As long as your eyes can follow the enemy's movements, the enemy will have nowhere to escape.

This is the horror of Superman turning into a killing machine...the tip of the iceberg.

"retreat!"

One of the Talon leaders couldn't bear it anymore and shouted an order to retreat.

He is not afraid of death, and he also believes that none of his subordinates are afraid of death.

But the loss is too great... The loss is too great. The Court of Owls has many tasks to give to Talon. Although Thomas Wayne is important, the cost of killing the opponent will be the death of all the assassins who have been carefully trained for many years.

, that is also an unspeakable loss-making transaction.

This will make all the Owl Chapters around the world no longer value the status of the headquarters, and will even shake the foundation of the Owl Court itself.

The Talons finally left corpses on the ground and left in embarrassment.

Seeing this scene, Thomas fell to the ground almost exhausted, while Alfred beside him was sweating profusely, but still maintained a calm expression and a straight back.

Thomas turned around and looked at Karl, who looked a little dull, with an unbearable expression.

He looked away with great guilt, lowered his head and said ashamedly: "Karl...I'm sorry, I wanted to protect you after your father disappeared...but I didn't expect that I would harm you instead."

Karl felt Martha's arm hugging him tighter. Although he felt no discomfort, he felt that Martha's arm might be directly dislocated if she continued like this.

Facing the depression of those close to him, Karl could not care less about being immersed in the daze of killing bad guys, and quickly comforted him: "It doesn't matter, am I okay? Aunt Martha, you really don't have to protect me! I

Can I protect myself? Didn’t you see the strength I had just now? I am my father’s child..."

After saying the last sentence, Karl finally couldn't help it and showed a sad look.

His father has been missing for a month. Although Thomas and others have been communicating and guessing behind his back, Carl's hearing is very unique.

He had already guessed through the conversation between Thomas and Martha that something unexpected might happen to his father...

But who is it? Who is the bad guy who suddenly launched the melting car attack?

Incomparable violence suddenly emerged in Karl's heart.

Having just killed someone, his eyes gradually became sharper.

He wants to find the bad guy who attacked his father... He wants to interrogate those people about his father's whereabouts.

In order to find his father...or avenge his father, Karl believes that he can do anything!

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in Karl's ears.

"There was quite a movement, Thomas. It seems that someone squatting on you was not an accident, but a conspiracy of the Court of Owls?"

Except for Alfred, everyone raised their heads in shock and saw a familiar figure appearing in the tunnel full of clawed corpses.

Chen Guang had already changed into a set of ordinary clothes, walked past the corpses, and came to Karl.

Looking at Karl's dumb look, he knelt down, rubbed his head, and said gently: "Karl, you did a good job. You protected your friends and family...twice."

Karl felt the familiar warmth of his palms, his nose felt sore, and mist rose in his eyes.

"dad!!"

Martha subconsciously let go of her hand, and Karl couldn't help but threw herself into Chen Guang's arms, shedding her first tear in a month.

"I knew it! I knew you were still alive! Woohoo!"
Chapter completed!