, Section 11: The Final Hunt

Chapter 241, Part 11: The Final Hunt (Part Two)

The traumatic experience fueled Blake's ambition, and from then on he honed his skills relentlessly, even investing all his savings into cosplaying as a cat hero.

Hard work pays off, and today, Blake and his mentor, Night Owl, stand at the same level.

Of course, "at the same level" here refers to his assets being reduced to zero, just like Night Owl's.

Superheroes are a profession that burns through money like water. It turns out that without the wealth of Gotham's four major families, even if you have some spare cash, you shouldn't try it out.

So, driven by interest, the professional hero became an oligarch's henchman for five million dollars.

Rewinding to the present, in the darkness, the two judged each other's approximate location by listening to the sounds, and then a round of throwing weapons ensued.

The sound of metal clanging echoed in the darkness. A few darts collided in mid-air, while most silently hurtled towards the opponent's vitals.

Both are skilled throwers. In terms of pure skill, Catman, who entered the sport earlier, might be slightly stronger, but his mediocre equipment is far inferior to the top-of-the-line setup of Oliver, the richest man in Star City.

This can be seen from the protective capabilities of the combat suit.

Thanks to his high-performance nanosuit, Qin Wei blocked most of the attacks with a simple stretch of his arm, but the cat-man was stabbed by the batarangs and howled in pain.

"Ouch—! Damn it, I shouldn't have thrown darts at him!!"

Having abandoned ranged combat, the cat-man lowered his center of gravity and charged toward Qin Wei, while simultaneously pulling a flashbang from his back pocket.

"Hehe, here's a big treat for you!"

Blake grinned sinisterly, about to throw a grenade forward, when his toes just touched something as he landed.

Immediately following was a crisp click.

"Oh no—I have a bad feeling about this!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than anti-personnel bounding mines bounced up right in front of him, tiny steel balls scattering like petals from a fairy's shower, embedding themselves in the walls and ceiling amidst a cacophony of snapping sounds.

The last time Qin Wei used this thing was when he was in the tunnel dealing with the Joker Gang who were chasing him.

It wasn't very lethal, but it had a wide harassment range. Even though the cat-man dodged immediately and covered his head with his cloak, his face was still covered with countless bloody holes.

But what was truly bad for him was the flashbang that he hadn't had a chance to throw after pulling the pin.

Now this thing is sitting at the cat-man's feet, hissing and emitting white mist.

The next second—bang!

"Ouch! Ouch!!!"

The cat-man, whose eyes were burned, rolled around on the ground, while Qin Wei, at the other end of the corridor, scratched his head awkwardly.

He thought he had a formidable opponent, but it turned out to be a comedian. His pitiful screams even made him reluctant to finish him off.

The mercenaries hired by the oligarchs don't seem very reliable!

The moment the thought of underestimating his opponent crossed his mind, the cat-man on the ground started yelling, "Mr. Freeze, how long are you going to keep watching this show?!"

"You want me to take action? You'll most likely die then. Are you really prepared for that?"

A chilling female voice rang out from the other end of the corridor.

The word "chilling" wasn't just used to describe her tone; the moment her voice rang out, a draft of extreme cold swept through the room.

What was bound to happen has finally happened!

Thomas Jr. had once revealed to him that the cryogenics service provided to the Court of Owls was provided by a mutant scientist. Naturally, this made him think of Victor Frost, the Mr. Freeze character played by Arnold Schwarzenegger in the infamous bad movie "Batman & Robin."

Even before the final showdown with the Court of Owls, he brought along the firefly's flamethrower.

Unexpectedly, the opponent I didn't encounter in the final battle actually came into my life in Star City.

But why is Mr. Freeze a woman?

Before he could even react, a biting chill swept over him, instantly freezing the online blogger and the bat in the corner into ice shards.

The situation took an instant turn for the worse, and Qin Wei, unable to save anyone in time, could only turn on his flashlight and run frantically into the depths of the first floor.

The corridor of the abandoned hospital was perfect for Mr. Freeze to unleash his power. The extreme cold shockwaves sprayed by the ice jets were like a sudden Siberian cold wave, spreading unchecked with the help of the draft.

At this moment, Qin Wei was even in a hurry to escape, let alone fight back in close combat.

Of course, he did struggle, leaving little surprises around every corner during his escape.

Clay bombs, magnetic bombs, anti-personnel mines, and even trigger-activated projectiles—these little gadgets that usually perform amazing feats instantly lose their effectiveness in the face of absolute zero.

Now he finally understood the fear and helplessness the Claws felt when they were splashed with liquid nitrogen.

Qin Wei tried his best to remain calm, but he was not familiar with the building. He had planned to figure out the structure first before making any decisions, but the online blogger's cry for help disrupted his plans.

Now look what happened, he not only failed to save the person but also got himself killed.

Perhaps this is the predicament of superheroes.

As he rounded a bend, the solid wall at the end of the road gave him a jolt.

Mr. Freeze stopped in his tracks behind them.

It seems the classic villainous ramblings are about to begin; let's see if Qin Wei can seize this opportunity to escape.

And then came the second piece of good news: Oliver's voice came through the communication headset embedded in the Green Arrow uniform.

"Bruce, I've been following your livestream. It's really exciting. I bet you've run into some trouble!"

"Keep the call going, I'm trying to pinpoint your location. Unfortunately, the GPS signal is bad in this slum, so it might take a while."

Oliver, now dressed in his Green Arrow uniform again, seemed much younger, cracking jokes at Will just like he used to when he was on a mission with Roy.

At the same time, in the pitch-black corridor, the light bulb suddenly flickered.

Immediately afterwards, lights began to illuminate one by one in the hospital building that had been abandoned for half a century.

Of course, neither Oliver nor Qin Wei could do this; it was Black Arrow who was on his way to the hospital.

Roy, who was watching the live stream, reported on the situation of the Knights of Judgment, while Maxim offered a small amount of support via remote technology.

The men's tight-fitting suit team in Xingcheng is warm and hospitable, and naturally wouldn't let their guests who have come from afar face danger alone.

As for how much help this beam of light can bring to Qin Wei, that depends on fate.

Under the dim light of the corridor, Qin Wei was able to catch a glimpse of Mr. Freeze's true appearance.

She was a beautiful girl with ice-blue skin, her skin and hair radiating a dazzling cold light, her entire body concealed in a tight-fitting suit of armor.

Combining beauty and technology, if it could be shrunk down and placed on a table, it would be a pretty good collectible. This was V-Bat's first reaction upon seeing his opponent.

Of course, even if Qin Wei wanted to do that, Mr. Freeze's Frost Pulse Gun wouldn't allow it.

In this situation, she could freeze the entire corridor with just a wave of her hand.

"Judgment Knight, I know it's you!" Mr. Freeze spoke, his cold voice echoing inside the hood.

"I appreciate everything you've done for Gotham, so I don't want to harm you, as long as you lay down your arms and come back with me to see the boss."

The other party seems to be a big fan of Qin Wei, which is good news, but unfortunately, the request is really outrageous.

"Wow, what an enticing offer! But before I agree, could you tell me your name?"

Now that his identity had been exposed, Qin Wei had nothing left to hide. He took off his blindfold and asked with a grin.

"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

"It seems you have some reservations about this issue. Let's rephrase it, for example—what exactly is your relationship with Victor?"

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