Malik had been keeping Gotham P.D exceptionally busy tonight. He had been on a regular rampage that had taken out a number of criminals: He beat down 5 convenience store robbers, 2 car thieves, 4 purse snatchers, a drug dealer, and a would-be rapist. All in all it was shaping up to be a pretty good night, hell he almost forgot he was angry. Almost at least. Anyway the task at hand was much more important than that joke of team right now.
He stood over another taken down criminal who was rendered silent by a broken jaw. Across from the street in a store window, a TV played Manchester's broadcast. Malik watched it impressed, and clapped his hands before looking down at his captive. "I bet you're glad you got me now huh? I mean I just broke your jaw but that dude would've killed you." He could hear more sirens coming so he made his way back onto the roof. "This Manchester dude, has the right idea though."