Chapter 2311 Gotham Music Festival (Forty-Three)

Chapter 2304 Gotham Music Festival (Forty-three)

Black Canary lowered her body, like a clever black cat, quietly slipped past the edge of the corridor, her body completely lurking in the shadows, the black tights she had just changed into provided her with the best cover.

Her eyes were fixed on a man in front of her. Black Canary had been following him for three minutes. She was very sure that this was a drug dealer who wanted to make some extra money in the chaos, not even a professional killer.

The Confession Cartel really has no one left, Black Canary thought so, with a cunning look in her eyes. After being chased by these damn drug dealers for so long, it was finally time for her to take revenge.

She moved forward two steps lightly again, squatting in the shadow at the corner of the stairs, Black Canary clenched the blade in her hand. She knew that ten steps ahead there was a female corpse wearing a gorgeous long skirt, which was the skirt she wore before, with layers of hems and a heavy baroque collar.

The dress itself and the accessories on it are worth some money. More importantly, this dress is often only available to gamblers who participate in the game on the second floor, and the gamblers hold gold coins in their hands. The gold coins are real gold.

In fact, this has caused a lot of confusion. More and more people realize that if today is a complete tragedy, only the gold coins held by the people on the second floor can recover some of their losses. There is no shortage of people who fish in troubled waters in this world.

Greed is fine wine, greed is poison. Black Canary created a trap for this reason. She put her changed clothes on the corpse, making them mistakenly believe that the guest on the second floor must have gold coins on him, specifically fishing for this group of greedy fools.

Sure enough, the man was still holding the gun vigilantly in the previous second, and he stopped in the next second, walked carefully to the side of the female corpse, and stretched out his hand to touch the corpse.

But the skirt was too gorgeous and complicated. He could only hold up the skirt with one hand, and couldn't feel the things underneath. He looked around and found that there was no one around and nothing that could threaten him, so he put the gun behind him.

The moment a smile appeared on his face, he cut his throat with a knife.

The man didn't have time to make any sound, and his artery and trachea were cut together. Black Canary immediately covered the wound and pressed the man's neck against the skirt, so that the blood would not spray too far, and the bait could be reused.

When the blood power was insufficient and the spray turned into a gurgling flow, Black Canary turned the man over, grabbed his ankle, and dragged him to the stairs. She was not going to the cold storage to deal with the body. There was no need to use anything to hide the body in such a chaotic situation on the ship. After killing the person, just throw him into the sea. No one knew who did it.

Black Canary dragged the body to the window at the staircase. When she was about to open the window and throw the body down, she suddenly heard a sound from the end of the opposite corridor, like someone dragging a heavy object.

Black Canary froze. Although she was quick and decisive, she was also a superhero who didn't kill people before. If it weren't for the dangers on the road to protect Oliver, which made her realize that some people didn't deserve to live, she shouldn't have any killing streak record now.

So although her superb fighting skills allowed her to kill people effortlessly, she was still a little nervous because she didn't have enough experience in throwing corpses. When there was a movement, she simply threw the body away and found the nearest room to hide in.

This is a warehouse. There is no observation window on the door. Black Canary thought for a while, then lay on the ground and looked out of the door.

Ta... Ta... Ta...

The sound of the heels of leather shoes stepping on the floor came from a distance, and when it came close, it brought a dizzying tremor.

Black Canary first smelled a strong smell of blood, and then saw a pair of black leather shoes slowly walking past the crack in the door, dragging a corpse behind him.

It was a strong male corpse wearing a killer whale mask. When his face slid past the crack in the door, Black Canary saw his eyes wide open, and his right eye turned into a bloody hole. Eyeball fragments and brain matter flowed out from it, slowly building a bloody wall on the floor.

Black Canary covered her mouth, she tried to stay still as much as possible, and stood up from the ground very, very, very slowly. Her instinct told her that she had to take a defensive posture as soon as possible in this situation, but the moment she moved, the footsteps stopped.

The corpse suddenly twitched, and its head hit the wall built by its own brain matter. Black Canary knew that the other party had put the corpse down, and her heart instantly rose to her throat.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...silently.

In such a quiet environment, she should be able to clearly hear the other person's heartbeat and breathing, but Black Canary only heard her own. The murderer dragging the corpse seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Black Canary took a deep breath and slowly put her ear to the door to listen to the movement outside. After finding that she heard nothing, she took another step forward, put her eyes close to the crack of the door, and looked outside.

Swish!

Her eyeballs turned upward in horror. A long spike was just three centimeters above her head. The blood dripping from the tip slid down her hair to her back, tightening her spine and trembling all over.

The moment Black Canary straightened her body, she saw an eye appear behind the crack of the door. The gray eyes were more like some kind of cold-blooded animal, but his distracted eyes made people feel that he saw nothing.

Black Canary took a deep breath and felt the door being pushed slightly, but the weak door lock still made the door shake.

It was this extremely light shake that made Black Canary realize that the decorative door of this broken ship had no defensive ability at all and could be knocked open in two hits, which finally made her lose all sense of security.

So she made a defensive move that most people would do when they were separated by a door, turning around and using her back against the door, using her feet as support to prevent being broken into.

Black Canary took a sharp breath, exerted force on her legs, gritted her teeth and looked around the room. The room she chose in a hurry had no windows, which meant that she had no room to escape. If the other party broke in, she could only fight to the death.

But she only had an inch-long blade in her hand, and she could only rely on sneak attacks to kill the drug dealer. The other party seemed to have dealt with a strong man of at least 200 pounds head-on, and had a weapon at hand. In this case, she was at a great disadvantage and there was no possibility of winning in a head-on confrontation.

Black Canary took a deep breath, and at this moment her eyes caught something on the left. There was originally a large wardrobe on the left, but a small open shelf was made between the wardrobe and the door. On the third layer of the shelf was a giraffe-shaped ornament.

This ornament had a metal base, and the whole was about the same length as Black Canary's forearm. Black Canary, who had rich fighting experience, immediately thought that the best way to deal with a broken-in door was to hit the opponent's head with a blunt object at the last second when the opponent's vision was blocked by the broken door.

A heavy blow to the head would cause any humanoid creature to experience a short period of dizziness and loss of vision. If the hit part was correct, it could even make the person fall to the ground and lose consciousness immediately, which would give Black Canary a chance to rush out of the room.

She took another deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and slowly moved to the left. While still holding the door, she used her hand to hook the giraffe statue.

The little finger of her left hand slowly passed through the crack of the door, followed by the entire palm, and then the arm and the left back.

What Black Canary didn't know was that the eyes watching her through the crack in the door gradually began to focus.

Black Canary finally touched the statue. She quickly retracted her hand and hid behind the door hinge with a nimble move, waiting to hit the other party hard when they broke through the door.

Bang! !

The door panel was hit hard, and the huge sound made Black Canary's heart jump suddenly. She held the statue tightly in her hand, imagining the scene when everything happened according to plan.

Bang! ! Bang! ! ! ! !

There were two more collisions. Black Canary saw that the door lock was shaky. She slowly raised the statue in her hand. She would smash the thing in her hand hard on the other party's head as soon as she saw the figure.

Suddenly, it was quiet.

Black Canary's arm froze.

Bang! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The whole door panel flew out with her.

Black Canary fell heavily in the middle of the small warehouse, the door panel smashed into her body, and the statue in her hand fell to the corner of the wall.

She used her arm to swipe away the debris in front of her eyes, and saw a man standing in front of the door against the light. He was wearing a red dress and a shawl, and holding a bloody marlin mask in his left hand.

The moment he was stared at by his eyes, every cell in Black Canary's body was screaming.

"Schiller!!!!!!!"

She climbed up from the ground as fast as she could, but Schiller was faster than her.

Bang!

The door panel fragment that Black Canary had just raised was pierced through, and the spikes on the top of the gun and the mask were only one centimeter away from her forehead.

Black Canary suddenly swung the door panel fragment to the left, and also swung Schiller's arm away. Taking advantage of this gap, she stood up completely from the ground and staggered to grab the statue in the corner.

The fragment of the door panel hanging on the sharp spine of the marlin did not last for a second. Schiller waved his hand, and after the fragment fell, he took a step forward and stabbed the sharp spine of the marlin straight into the right abdomen of Black Canary.

"Ugh!!!!"

The pupils dilated instantly. The severe pain not only made the muscles tense, but also completely ignited adrenaline. Black Canary suddenly stepped back, withdrew from the attack range of the marlin mask, covered the wound with one hand, bent down with the other hand to pick up the statue, and threw it towards Schiller.

With a snap, the heavy statue was blocked by Schiller's arm and hit the wall heavily. The base fell off and broke into two pieces.

Taking advantage of the moment when Schiller raised his arm, Black Canary rushed to his left side and rushed into the corridor quickly, but took a breath of cold air, covered the wound, and leaned against the wall.

She was breathing heavily. Seeing Schiller coming out of the room, Black Canary said in disbelief, "What's wrong with you? Aren't you Oliver's friend? Why did you..."

The tuna thorns stabbed again, and Black Canary turned and ran, but just after she turned and ran a few steps, Schiller's movement was fast to another level.

Black Canary didn't see how he moved behind her at all. She only saw the shadow suddenly covering the ground in front of her. A sharp pain came from her right shoulder. Black Canary suddenly pounced forward and touched her back with trembling hands. Her fingers touched another bloody hole.

Black Canary opened her mouth and gasped, no longer caring about many things. In the sharp pain, she tried to concentrate, and a sound wave similar to the chirping of birds quickly spread from her mouth.

"Buzz——"

Not only Schiller, almost everyone on the entire floor slowed down their movements. They felt dizzy, stiff and numb, and some people couldn't even move at all.

Black Canary closed her mouth, tried to lower her pounding heart rate, and tried her best to get up from the ground, limping towards the stairs.

Although she still couldn't control this ability well, she knew the power of "Canary's Cry", and she had enough time to leave here.

But at the moment when Black Canary turned her back to Schiller, Schiller moved.