Super Detective in the Fictional World

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The “big boss” Lowther seemed to know what everyone was thinking, and added: “As long as he comes back, I will give him a black widow… mug. I swear!”

Everyone: “嘁~~~”

Pray for everyone to be sincere, but give away the “wife”?

Sorry, even if you only send something for yourself with a “wife” picture on it, it would be too forgiving and kind, and they won’t accept it.

The entire group really just faced the bad luck egg aoiTeacher, bowed his head and prayed (silently) prayed (sorrow) for him for five seconds, then immediately turned around and slid quickly.

Just kidding! No one wants to be the next aoiTeacher.

I have never used such “wife” and “wife” brand supplies. It would be silly to die in such a meaningless mess.

I have to say, this FFF group is indeed a bit smart.

During the time they came out, stopped, and prayed, joker’s traditional performances had already appeared.

He took out two remotes, one white and one black, and walked to Wei Lord: “Now, I leave the choice to you. Press the white button, and you can rescue these rich pigs. Press the black button, and you can kill all my men in action tonight.”

The big mouth drawn by red oil paint was grinning. He slowly stuffed the two remote controls into Wei Lord’s hands, holding the white right hand in his left hand and holding the black.

Joker looked at Wei Lord, who was silent, and couldn’t help but paste it up and mutter in his ear: “Give you a little hint-heaven is to the left, hell is to the right, good luck, little Bruce .”

Then he was frowned: At this time in the past, Wei Lord should want to do it.

Even if joker takes the initiative, both sides know that he will not start the plan just because of Lord’s punches.

Because when joker designed the plan, he did not consider what he would be beaten by Lord Wei, he himself was part of the bargaining chip.

Otherwise, just to relieve the crisis of those hostages, Lord Wei might not be interested in playing with him.

But now Lord Wei is just looking at him coldly, blue and white radiance flashing in the pair of glasses, showing that he has mood swings, but that’s all.

Bruce without hands is so boring. Joker waited for a moment, then walked down the steps boredly: “Everyone, it’s showtime, justdoit!”

The robbers were just nodded, and began to push the celebrities to the surrounding crowd.

Wei Lord looked at the men and women who were crying and crying in panic, as well as the thugs who were screaming excitedly. He looked at the two remote controls in his hand, and suddenly laughed: “Sorry, I won’t Play with you.”

At the point where the voice fell, he just threw away the two remote controls, as if he had thrown away the shackles that bound him, and he relaxed.

Joker, who had only stepped out of a few meters, turned his head in surprise: “What did you say?”

Wei Lord stepped forward and punched him in the face with just the right amount of strength.

Joker’s eyes went dark, and he fell down while shaking, and heard Wei Lord’s cold voice in his ears: “Just wait to enter the little black room. I will create one for you specifically in Arkham. You show it to yourself.”

As joker fell to the ground, Wei Lord cloak fluttered and rushed towards the mob.

Explosives? It doesn’t matter.

It’s good that these people can be rescued, but if they can’t be rescued, it is also the detonation button pressed by the mob. What does it have to do with Lord Tawei?

He just speeds up his pace, rushes to the mobs flooding like a flood, and fists together.

The mobs were startled by the sudden appearance of Batman before, and they were all a little bit embarrassed.

Batman’s reputation is accumulated from beating thousands of criminals, and at this moment they seem to be committing a crime.

But Wei Lord was actually threatened by joker. After he got down, he deliberately procrastinated and confronted joker, and ignored these people.

In this “gambling” game, these guys don’t even count as chips, at most they are…Poker cards—it’s about them to decide the outcome, but after using them, they are worthless and can be thrown into the garbage. barrel.

At this moment, these tool people want to “turn over the cards”, but Lord Wei is not interested in continuing, so he chooses to raise the table directly.

The tables were all lifted, and the “poker cards” on it naturally flew up.

Yes, they really fly.

After getting the high-energy battery provided by Luke, Lord Wei’s research team has been trying to thoroughly integrate it into the armor.

So far, progress is good.

Wei Lord’s battle armor already has most of the features of a mechanical skeleton-such as power.

Compared to relying mainly on self-action before, now the mechanical skeleton added in the armor is the main power source. The impact of one punch and one ton is not a dream.

The act of beating people with fists and feet does not even count as low energy consumption. It easily knocks the mobs swarming upside down and falls into the crowd behind.

at first, the overcrowded thugs didn’t care yet, anyway the ones who were beaten were the people in front.

But with Wei Lord incarnation’s emotional beating machine, maintaining the rhythm of one punch for a few minutes in a row, the thugs can’t stand it.

ten-twenty thugs were trampled under the feet of their temporary companions, and most people felt nothing.

But what about one or two hundred? They all lay down a lot on the ground, and the people who rushed over were directly tripped over, and with each other, they fell down on the “Roshan”.

Hundreds of men and women, and dozens of bad luck eggs were dragged into the crowd.

But the lucky one was only “covered” by Roshan, and injured the most. It was too early to die.

The remaining hundreds of thugs who cross the streets have retracted involuntarily.

Being beaten is not a major event, but Batman is as cold, efficient and long-lasting as a “beating machine”, which is painful.

The remaining hundreds of people went up, but they were beaten for a few minutes, and they would all fall down.

They came out to vent, not to the crime nemesis Batman.

In this brief moment, these thugs seem to recall the brilliant achievements of Batman who ruled Gotham City for more than a decade.

looked towards Wei Lord’s line of sight, with vigilance, cringe, fear, but no hatred.

Who told that before tonight, many of them were actually Batman fans.

It’s just that under the instigation of those who are interested, they chose to release the aggrieved and unsatisfactory daily life tonight.

Now, Batman chased hundreds of people to a violent beating in public. The temporary thugs felt like a stick in their heads and suddenly became a little sober.

Victor couldn’t help sending a congratulatory message to the big brother who took the lead: “Wow, bro, your beating is so cool!”

Wei Lord’s brows did not loosen, instead he raised his head slightly and scanned left and right.

Victor is strange: “What’s wrong, where is the situation?”

Wei Lord: “I don’t know. But joker’s “game” will not be that simple.”

Victor was speechless for a while, and then tentatively asked: “Maybe your response this time was beyond his expectation?”

Wei Lord still shook his head: “Have you ever fished?”

Papa Victor is a research freak, and he didn’t fish the hobby at all. Of course it is impossible to take his son to play this.

The young Victor also prefers direct and intense sports, so he can only answer awkwardly: “Uh, does it count as a net bag for goldfish?”