Chapter 1156 - Debut of the Third Generation Bastet Armor

Chapter 1156: Debut of the Third Generation Bastet Armor

Thinking that, Matt was furious. He quickly stepped forward and kicked the heads of all the ninjas who were still struggling, knocking them out. Then, he ran toward the ICU.

As he ran, he subconsciously tried waving the bat darts around.

He didn’t know how to use them, but he was very curious about how they could kill eight powerful ninjas.

The ninjas of the Hand weren’t wooden stumps.

Matt was confident in his skills, but even in close range, he couldn’t guarantee that his batons would hit them.

But Batman had asked Matt to bring back the bat darts that he had thrown out earlier.

Matt felt that this meant that Batman had been confident of the outcome.

When he thought this, he found it unbelievable.

Actually, if he had the chance to voice his questions, Luke wouldn’t hesitate to give him a little hint: a program.

A program which analyzed various possible evasive maneuvers, coupled with a target lock program, made the bat darts a weapon similar to a guided missile.

Tony was already researching a mini guided missile. The difficulty lay in the power or the range.

But for a weapon like the bat dart that was equipped with the ability to hover in the air and didn’t require a long range, it only needed to lock onto a target and attack them.

With a small boost in power, it could lock onto a target within a 200-meter range.

If it was blocked, it could use auxiliary power to attack three more times.

Thus, the best way to deal with the bat dart was to catch it and prevent it from rebounding.

Without the momentum from the first attack, it would be very hard for the bat dart to be boosted by the auxiliary power for three more attacks.

But this was also Luke’s first time using it against an enemy. The Hand ninjas could only blame themselves for not being human.

By the time Matt rushed to the ICU, a fierce battle was already in motion.

After speaking to Luke, Selina canceled her stealth mode and walked to the ICU. Several patrol officers looked at the Bastet Armor in bewilderment and ordered her to stop as they took out their guns.

But in less than a minute, the patrol officers disappeared from the hallway, and Selina was left standing at the door they had been guarding.

It wasn’t because she was arrogant, but because she was using herself to draw the 20 ninjas’ attention.

If she was invisible and the ninjas were scattered, it would be very hard to ensure the absolute safety of the dozen or so kids, and some of the ninjas might escape.

In the underground parking lot, the ninjas got out of the two ambulances and went up the stairs to the fourth floor, only to see Selina, who gave them a steady look.

Even with their indifference, they were stunned for a moment.

The third generation Bastet Armor was very different from the first two generations.

It was real armor, not a combat uniform.

It looked close-fitting and showed off a woman’s curves, but those gentle curves were actually molded by gold titanium.

In reality, it was still a powerful suit that was 1.9 meters tall and more than two feet wide at the waist.

The helmet was in the shape of a cat’s face, with three white whiskers painted on each cheek and lenses that were the classic green of cat’s eyes; it looked more like a powerful black leopard than a black cat.

Selina didn’t say anything. She simply raised one hand and crooked her index finger at the ninjas tauntingly.

None of the ninjas said anything. The leader simply raised his katana and pointed it at Selina.

The ninjas in black behind him charged forward, and even before they drew their swords, a storm of shurikens was already flying at Selina.

Selina snorted and raised her hands. The armor on the outside of her arms turned into two oval-shaped shields.

The shurikens aimed at her upper torso bounced off the shields.

Then, Selina’s body unfolded and she lunged at the two ninjas at the front like a female leopard.

The oval shields pushed aside two katanas slicing down at her, and with a jerk, four hands, along with the hilts of the blades they had been holding, fell to the floor.

Behind her, two blades of two ninjas were already above her head.

Selina bent down so that her body was almost parallel to the ground. As she charged forward, she swung out her arms, and the sharp edges of the shields literally cut the legs out from under the ninjas on both sides.

Rolling to block the katanas of the third team of ninjas, Selina exerted strength in her legs and jumped into the air. She then stepped on the wall on the right.

One step, two steps. She ran right up the wall, and the two shields cut off the hands of two katana-wielding ninjas.

Three steps, four steps. Her body was now at a very small angle from the ceiling. Two ninjas who jumped up to attack were sliced through the forehead with the shields, and fell.

Five steps, six steps. She reached the wall on the left and swung her shields, sending two ninjas who had started to pull their blades back to defend themselves flying.

At that moment, the Bastet Armor finally landed on the ground.

In the first group of Hand ninjas that had attacked, six were crippled, two were dead, two had light injuries, and only two were lucky enough to be unharmed as they turned around behind her.

However, neither the two ninjas behind her nor the ten ninjas in front of her dared attack again.

In less than five seconds, almost half of them were crippled.

If they continued charging forward brainlessly, all 20 of them would be dead in ten seconds.

Even the Hand ninjas who weren’t afraid of death didn’t want to be wiped out in 15 seconds.

They were elite ninjas who had trained for more than ten years, not toilet paper to be thrown around.

They could die, but it had to be meaningful deaths at the very least; they couldn’t just be cut down like firewood.

The ninja leader finally spoke. “Who are you?”

Selina’s green cat eyes flickered, as if mocking them, but she didn’t say anything.

The ninja continued, “If you step aside, you can put forward a condition. Whether it’s money or something else, I can give it to you.”

He wasn’t a subordinate, and had enough autonomy to make this promise.

An inflexible ninja wouldn’t bring 50 ninjas with him on this kidnapping operation.

The white lines which looked like cat whiskers on both sides of Selina’s helmet suddenly curled up, as if she was smiling.

The ninja leader finally got a reaction, and he immediately asked again, “How much do you want? A million?”

Selina’s green cat eyes flashed again, and she lowered her head.

The ninja leader felt that this mysterious woman was definitely tempted, and was considering his offer.

One million was enough to make her hesitate. With one look, one could tell that she was poor, yet she was actually trying to copy Batman and uphold justice! How stupid. He sneered inwardly and gestured at his men behind him to prepare for a surprise attack.

Just as he was thinking that, he felt something tighten around his neck, and his feet left the ground as he was lifted up.