Super Detective in the Fictional World

"Big Boss" Lauther seemed to know what everyone was thinking, and added: "As long as he comes back, I will give him a mug of Black Widow... I swear!"

Everyone: "~~~"

Pray that everyone can be sincere, but send a "wife"?

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

The group of people really just bowed their heads to the hapless teacher aoi, prayed (silently) prayed (sorrowed) for him for five seconds, then immediately turned around and slid quickly.

joke!No one wants to be the next aoi teacher.

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 that 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 personally took out the two remote controls, one white and one black, and walked to Master Wei: "Now, I give you the right to choose. Press the white button, and you can rescue these rich pigs. Press black. Button, you can kill all my men in action tonight."

With a big mouth drawn in red oil and grinning open, he slowly stuffed the two remote controls into Master Wei's hands, holding white in his left hand and black in his right.

Joker looked at Master Wei who was silent, and couldn't help but paste it up and murmur in his ear: "Give you a little hint-heaven is on the left, hell on the right, good luck, little Bruce."

Then he frowned: Master Wei should want to do it at this time.

Even if joker takes the initiative, both sides know that he will not start the plan just because of a few punches from Master Wei.

Because when Joker designed the plan, he didn't think about what he would be beaten by Master Wei, he himself was part of the bargaining chip.

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

But now Master Wei is just looking at him coldly, blue and white light flashing in his 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 just nodded and began to push the celebrities towards the surrounding crowd.

Master Wei looked at the men and women who were crying and crying in panic, as well as the thugs who were shouting excitedly. He looked at the two remote controls in his hand and suddenly laughed: "Sorry, I won't play with you this time. Up."

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

Joker, who had just walked out a few meters, turned his head in surprise, "What did you say?"

Master Wei stepped forward and punched him in the face with just the right strength.

Joker's eyes were dark, and he fell down while shaking. Master Wei's cold voice was faintly heard in his ears: "Just wait to enter the little black room. I will create one for you in Arkham and let you perform See for yourself."

As Joker fell to the ground, Master Wei fluttered his cloak and rushed towards the group of thugs.

explosive?It doesn't matter.

It is good that these people can be rescued, but if they can't be rescued, it is also the trigger button pressed by the mob. What does it have to do with Master Wei?

He just quickened his pace, rushed into the mobs flooding like a flood, and fisted.

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

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

But Master Wei was actually threatened by Joker. After he came 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 is about them to decide the outcome, but after use, they are worthless and can be thrown into the trash can.

At this moment, these tool people wanted to "turn over the cards", but Master Wei was not interested in continuing, so he chose to directly raise the table.

The tables were lifted, and the "poker cards" on it naturally flew up.

Yes, they really fly.

After getting the high-energy battery provided by Luke, Master Wei's scientific research team has been trying to completely integrate it into the armor.

So far, progress is good.

Master Wei's armor already possesses most of the characteristics of mechanical skeletons-such as force.

Compared to relying on their own actions before, the mechanical bones added in the armor are now the main source of power. 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, and it easily knocks the mob that swarms upside down and falls into the crowd behind.

In the beginning, the overcrowded thugs didn't care, anyway the ones who were beaten were the people in front.

But as Master Wei turned into a beating machine with no emotions and kept the rhythm of one punch for a few minutes, the thugs couldn't stand it.

Twenty thugs were trampled under the feet of their temporary companions, and most of them felt nothing.

But one or two hundred?They all lay down a lot on the ground, and the people who rushed over were immediately tripped, and with one wave and another, they fell down one after another.

Hundreds of streamed men and women, and dozens of unlucky ones were dragged into the crowd.

But the lucky one was only "covered" by Roshan, injured at most, and it was too early to die.

The hundreds of thugs remaining across the street involuntarily shrank back.

Being beaten is not a big deal, but Batman is as cold, efficient and long-lasting as a "beating machine", it hurts.

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

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

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

Looking at Master Wei's sight, he was alert, cringe, and fearful, but there was no hatred.

Before tonight, many of them are actually Batman fans.

It's just that under the instigation of interested people, they chose to release the aggrieved and unsatisfactory daily life tonight.

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

Victor couldn't help sending a congratulatory message to the leading brother: "Wow, bro, your beating is so cool!"

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

Victor was surprised: "What's wrong, where is the situation?"

Master Wei: "I don't know. But joker's "game" is not that simple."

Victor was speechless for a while before he asked tentatively: "Maybe your response this time was unexpected?"

Master Wei still shook his head: "Have you ever fished?"

Father Victor is a research fanatic and has no hobby of fishing at all. Of course it is impossible to take his son to play this.

Young Victor also prefers direct and intense sports, so he can only answer awkwardly: "Uh, does it count as fishing for goldfish in a net bag?"