Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

The prisoner’s dilemma is the most classic discourse in game theory. In this cold theory, the weak appearance of people’s social trust is torn away, and the inner selfishness and self-interest are completely revealed under the light. In terms of trust, since then there is a second explanation that will not be liked by everyone, but is absolutely true.

Now, Joker applies this cold theory to Gotham.

The 175 criminals transferred from the various prisons of Gotham and the 214 innocent citizens who wanted to escape the chaos of Gotham hold the key to destroy each other in each other's hands. This scene has been reported by reporters who fear the world will remain intact. All over the city.

Even further away

"I want to ask, why did I know what this damn madman did until now?"

A deep voice echoed in Coulson's ear, and the suppressed dissatisfaction made the Level 8 agent feel nervous, and he hurriedly replied,

"In the past month or so when the clown appeared in Gotham, all he planned were scam-type crimes, and the death toll was less than 100. Cases of this nature will not be handed over to us. I just found out just now."

"What about now? The safety of the 200 citizens is in the hands of a group of criminals. Now most of New York knows that a madman is trying to destroy their fellow citizens. With only a few barrels of gasoline and bombs, he succeeded in achieving those mutants. What he couldn't do. Once he succeeds, it will be the craziest crime in this country in the past 10 years. How many people in this restless country will follow him?"

Coulson frowned tightly, but he couldn't refute it. In fact, he was sitting on an urgent plane from Canada to Gotham.

"What's more important is the destruction of social order. This kind of person can be regarded as a super criminal. In the end, there are still errors in your work."

The voice became even deeper, "I let you monitor the "Weapon X" project, but that doesn't mean you don't need to care about domestic affairs anymore, Coleson, frankly, this time I am very disappointed!"

"Natasha is monitoring the restless shadow warriors in Star City. She has arrived in Gotham. I now give you special permission. Two slanted ones. Give me a solution to him!"

Coleson breathed a sigh of relief, he said in a deep voice.

"I see, Director Fury."

Coleson turned off the special communicator. He looked up at the clock on the plane. It was 10:35 in the evening. With the speed of this modified stealth fighter, he could reach the sky over Gotham in 15 minutes. Coulson stared at the picture coming from the TV before him. He hesitated for a moment, picked up the phone, and dialed a special number.

"puff"

The sharp blade pierced the hearts of the clown masked gang from the darkness, his body trembled weakly several times, and then fell to the ground.

Cyber ​​moved his shoulders and looked at the building on the construction site where the pillars had just been erected and the internal construction had not yet been completed. Behind him were seven guards who had lost their lives. During this process, he did not fire a shot.

He had no support, Gordon had a mental breakdown, Smith was buried in the flames, Ramirez defected, and the entire Gotham police station was left with only 3 sheriffs, and they were all assigned to maintain the dangerous situation like powder kegs in various places. Robin took some police officers to defend Gordon’s son and daughter, as well as some local dignitaries.

They have repelled 4 attacks. Under the clown's indulgence, the remaining gangsters are like crazy. As long as they kidnap anyone with sufficient status, they may be able to leave this hell alive.

And the Gotham plane was blocked because a stranger called the person in charge of the airport, claiming that he had planted a bomb on a certain plane and placed it on weekdays. This kind of unfounded threat would never be destroyed. In my eyes, the airport security personnel are not eating rice, but now, at this special time, everyone is like a bird of surprise.

Especially after the terrible situation of the Brave and Flying,

Director Fury’s concern is correct. You see, before the insidious tricks of the clown were not successful, some people have already imitated them. In this complex country, there is never a shortage of lunatics who want to do big things, clowns. Turned out to be the brightest beacon in their confused life.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding"

Just as Saibo stepped into the dark floor, the phone in his arms suddenly rang. In this mockery, this elegant music was a bomb. In an instant, a dozen rays of light hit Saibo. On his body, the guy with the ghost face was shocked, and then a bullet hit his chest, splashing a spark on the thick armor.

This is just the beginning. The sound of da da da tore through the calm of this unfinished building. A dozen blood blossoms burst out of Cyber's body. The armor is not made of steel, so the load on the body is justified. Very big, but these wounds may be a burden for Bruce, but for Cyber, they are not.

His body shook, and his backhand drew a straight-bladed knife from behind. The dark red figure flashed in the darkness. Five seconds later, the bandits gathered from all directions stopped shooting, but the next moment, a touch The blood burst from above their heads.

"what!"

The first terrible cry rang out, then the second and the third.

When they discovered that the bullet was useless for the devil, it was too late. After being approached by a beast, their bullets were not necessarily more terrifying than sharp blades, especially those with knives. With a wave of his hand, he could easily chop off a head, and his morale collapsed instantly.

This is not an equal-scale confrontation at all.

"Hey"

Saibo took the long knife out of the heart of the last guy who tried to escape, shook off the blood stains on it, picked up the phone, and said very dissatisfied,

"You almost killed me!"

"Listen to me, leave the problem with those two ships to us, you go and kill the clown."

Coleson's voice came over, "His existence is too dangerous for this city."

"Wait, are you Phil?"

Saber walked upstairs quickly. He searched for a moment in his memory and recalled the voice. He turned his head and looked at the sea off Gotham. Under the extraordinary view, he clearly saw the two ships anchored on the sea. , A ship that has lost power.

He sneered, "What do they have to do with me, and how do you have to do with me? Just do what you want. My goal is just the clown."

"Boom boom boom"

The busy tone on the phone sounded, and Level 8 agent Coleson looked a little depressed at the mobile phone in his hand. This was probably the only one who dared to hang up the phone of all those who knew his identity.

He shook his eyes and turned his gaze behind him. In the large cabin, seven heavily armed agents were ready. They were wearing black military uniforms and did not have too many badges to indicate their identity, but outside the plane, they were painted A big black and white eagle logo.

Coulson stood up and said to the agents waiting for orders,

"For airborne operations in 5 minutes, I have only one request. Destroy the explosive devices on the two ships. I will give you new orders at any time. Don’t forget our rules of action. If not necessary, don’t expose you to them. In sight."

"Yes!"

The agents replies in unison. After a while, the projection openings of the stealth fighter plane flying at an altitude of several thousand meters opened. Seven agents carrying umbrella bags rushed out of the plane and faced the heavy cloud of Gotham. The bake below fell quickly.

Coleson was sitting on the plane. There were four side-by-side screens in front of him, constantly observing the War Shame Encirclement. When the agents descended to a position of 1,500 meters, Coleson issued an order.

"Turn on the optical invisibility and accept new orders when you arrive at the combat site!"

Then he picked up another talker and pressed the talk button,

"Natasha, are you there yet?"

Coleson asked that in the chaotic hall of the Fly Yacht, a woman with a black hat leaned her head against the window, seeming to be sobbing, but actually answering the call.

"Coelson, you are too slow to listen to me. The bomb placement of the two ships is not the same. The more dangerous is the Brave. There are more than a dozen barrels of gasoline in its cabin. I have found it. These terrified people are voting on it. The situation is still under control. I will find a way to dismantle it. You will be in charge of the Brave."

"Okay, good luck to you."

The woman put the communicator in her pocket, wiped her tears, and said pitifully to the officer of the National Guard who was keeping order nearby, "Hello, sir, can you accompany me to the deck to breathe? This place really disturbs me."

The officer originally wanted to refuse, but seeing this little beauty's piercing face, pitiful temperament, and the look in his eyes like a kitten, it was impossible to refuse. The black officer looked around. , Lowered the voice,

"Okay, but only five minutes."

Natasha stood up obediently and quietly followed the officer out of the cabin. When she left, she glanced back at the people who were voting to vote whether they wanted to press the detonator, and a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of her mouth. Smile.

"If you can't make up your mind to be an executioner, you have to share the responsibilities with everyone's stupid things."

The clown who had been observing the two ships was walking around on the edge of the 17th floor of the construction site. There were several dog chains in his hand. It was a fierce bulldog. This was his "gift" to Batman, the gangster. We have been fighting with him for so long, and it is not without gain.

He laughed, and rubbed his hands in excitement from time to time, just like a child waiting for Christmas gifts. He never believed there was any hell justice and beauty in this world. Everyone in this city is living hypocritically. , Pretending that they are civilized people, the clown felt nauseated and made him want to vomit. What he wants to do most now is to pull off this camouflage coat.

So that they can see that they are essentially no different from those scumbags who have been cast aside {the order they insist and believe in is just a bunch of toilet paper that can be thrown away at will, only chaos, only chaos, is an ideal state of existence in society , Everyone is more realistic.

In fact, from this point of view, the clown is more like an idealist.

"Boom"

He was shocked by the rapid gunfire from downstairs. He grabbed the communicator in his hand and shouted,

"Go and see, you trash, are our guests coming? Can't stop it? If you can't stop it, go to death, the new Gotham doesn't need trash!"

He cursed and threw the communicator in his hand on the ground, and stepped on several feet in a venting manner. Then he heard the bulldog snarling frantically behind him. The clown suddenly turned his head and saw the one falling from the sky with his arms open like The bat-like creature predating in the dark landed on the window above his head.

"Hey hey, why don't you save those who are trapped in the boat?"

The clown screamed, "You are just like me, waiting for midnight, right? You also want to see what sores the people you protect will make after encountering danger, right?"

"Actually I am looking forward to it too. Do you like my game?"

"boom"

Before the clown's words came, Batman rushed down from the window, put his foot on his chest, kicked him out, the clown let go of the dog chain in his hand, and the bulldogs went crazy Pounced toward him in the same way, Batman waved his hand, and the sharp blade popped out of his arm armor. He still held 6 sharp bat darts in his hands.

Crossed his hands and waved forward fiercely, in this saw-chain-like cutting, the two bulldogs leaping up were cut into four wailing and hit the ground under the clown's feet.

"Your game sucks!"

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