Novel & Cerita Jim Gordon Comic

She was still trying to catch her breath. Gordon looked into my eyes but I ignored him totally as I elbowed him in his stomach. He groaned and moved back, dropping the dagger in his hand. Perfect! I did this. But wait! Why did Gordon appear weaker? Was I imagining things? Was I in my imagination or something? I couldn't believe I could handle Gordon so well. It really was amazing if I wasn't in my dream. Gordon was bleeding already because of the elbow I delivered to him at his rib.

A bad person like Warren needed to be taught a lesson by someone even more ruthless than him. I was happily watching all this when Gordon suddenly grabbed a baseball bat and walked forward. The bodyguards quickly got out of the way. He looked at Warren as if he were not even human. Coldly, he said, “You might not know what happens to those who threaten me. I’ll show you.” Gordon swung at Warren. Warren’s screams echoed through the ballroom. His leg was broken. He would never be able to kick me again.

He was proud an honor to fight along the brave and fierce warrior and witness his rise. Jim was 6ft6 tall black man and powerfully built. Black sharp eyes. He is bald, has thick eyebrows, nubian nose, wide dark lips and a round beard. When Jim arrive in the office, he was about to bow in front of Gordon, but Gordon stopped him. “Please don’t do that, you have taught me everything I know.”

She looked into Gordons eyes and he looked familiar. "Are you Jim?" she said very unsure. "Yes." "Oh my goodness I can't believe it's you." Gordon was no longer the tall slender man she knew from her childhood. His hair is now gray and he looked much older. "How are things going?” Gordon asked. “I'm doing well.” “And your family?” “My brothers and sisters, they all moved to Gotham. My mother passed away last year.” "Sorry to hear that."

Jim was never someone religious, since he considered himself a skeptical person, but in his final moments, he raised a prayer for anyone who hears him saying "Please, I don't want to die." The last thing Jim saw before falling into deep darkness was a figure clad in shining armor of the whitest metal. "An angel," Jim whispered as he closed his eyes. ♦ ♦ ♦ After seeing the scene unfolding before his eyes, Zark's orders came quickly. "Eliminate the skeletons," he said. Those simple words coming from Zark were necessary to bring his companions into action. The speedy Nyos, possessing the highest initiative, made a quick run and with a single jump rose 9 meters into the air, drew his needle-like