Blasting, indeed, is a profound art.
One must blast perfectly, spectacularly, brilliantly—and logically.
——Quite difficult.
It was not until Yi Lin personally took action that he realized what a headache it was.
However, fortunately, there was an abundant supply of TNT bombs in the Gotham Police Department's inventory, so there was no need to be frugal.
Just fuckin' blow it up and be done with it.
The Apollo Highway was an overpass that cut across Miller Port.
Though the traffic on this bridge had significantly decreased due to the chaos caused by Li Erpang and others in the Gotham City District, one could still surmise that it would typically be congested, given the numerous tire marks.
Signs of vehicles having parked for extended periods under the sun.
This was... quite the exaggeration.
Yi Lin carefully counted the remaining "king bombs"... uh no, TNT bombs in his hand.
He also briefly reviewed the places he was about to bomb.
"Hm, this amount should do."
