"Following the people who made the bets from Center, has this kid also realized it..." Zhan Zhan floated in the sky, looking at Feng Bujueyan who was hundreds of meters away from his feet.
"Hehehe... don't you think the suspense of victory or defeat has been lost?" Woody's obscene laughter came from beside him.
Zhan Zhan turned around and looked at the guy in a black suit with his glasses always glowing with white light, "Now I finally understand why Senter promoted this killing game."
"You think he's helping me?" Woody asked.
"Isn't it?" Zhan Zhan asked.
"Hehehehe... You are wrong. Sid is his disciple. If you want to help him, you should help Sid choose someone." Woody said with a smile: "Sent knows very well that I don't need his help." He
His tone suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice: "What's more... in the final analysis, there is only one winner in this bet. If you try to help anyone, it may become a threat to yourself in the end."
"What you say makes sense." Zhan Zhan replied: "But now that I hear it, I think it can be described as an Eastern proverb... Be good if you get a bargain."
"Hehehe... Indeed, objectively speaking, Feng Bujue has gained a lot of benefits." Woody not only did not deny it, but also smiled broadly: "But this has nothing to do with Senter." He paused: "
Senter didn't know that before starting this killing game, Feng Bujue was only one step away from understanding the soul.
Feng Bujue is a very talented person, but his wisdom has become a kind of constraint. In the past dramas, he rarely had the opportunity to experience desperate situations and death battles in the true sense. Because he always uses his wits and wisdom.
To solve the problem will often reduce the difficulty of the battle or avoid the battle directly.
If he can keep fighting things stronger than himself like a fighting player, he might be able to realize the meaning of the soul earlier than the people chosen by Mori."
"You are saying in disguise... the person I chose is not as intelligent as the boy you chose, right?" Zhan Zhan said after hearing this. Because Qisha is a fighting player, Woody's words sounded quite good.
Harsh.
"Hehehehe... isn't that an obvious thing?" Woody's smile became even more obscene, "Not only the person you chose, but all the other candidates cannot be compared with Feng Bujue in terms of understanding." He said this.
He started to hate Jue Geola: "Fighting with powerful opponents and being pushed to the limit is the basic condition for understanding the soul. Most of the people you selected are fighting players, and each of them has many such experiences.
Yes, and... those people also have 'fear' as an aid. But Feng Bujue crossed the limit by his own will without any fear."
"Hmph... If you want to make a noise, do it now." Zhan Zhan said: "My point of view remains unchanged. I don't think Qisha will lose to anyone except Tiantian Guixiao in the battle."
"Hehehe... let's wait and see." Woody pushed up his glasses, "Oh, by the way, about Center's purpose... I'll give you a hint..." He said enigmatically: "Sometimes.
In order to win, you have to lose.”
Zhan Zhan glanced at Woody again and said nothing, but he already understood what the other person meant.
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"Okay, Anonymous. I don't know what unpleasantness happened between you travelers from other worlds, and I'm not interested either." After Shiva turned into white light, the three superheroes surrounded Feng Bujue. At this moment
It was the angel of death who spoke in his deep voice: "But you have to pay for what you have done."
Feng Bujue looked at his physical strength, which was still 100/2800, and thought in his mind: With the assistance of soul, the physical strength required in fighting can actually be controlled microscopically. As long as the redundant movements are "streamlined", the original required
What took three or four points of physical strength to do, can now be done with one point.
But... there are three people on the other side now. Damian and his attendants are not very strong, and their individual fighting strength is inferior to Shiva. But the Death Angel... In terms of combat alone, he may be more ruthless than the original Batman. Nightwing and Todd
They may not be his opponents.
And all three of them are the main characters of the comics. If my reasoning is correct... In this kind of American comic world, if you really want to kill the main characters, you might be struck to death by lightning...
"It's not easy..." Feng Bujue couldn't help but say: "One hundred physical fitness may not be enough to escape..."
Suddenly, swish swish——
Three almost overlapping sounds of breaking wind sounded, and three black shadows were seen flying from the night sky.
The attendant and Damian were unable to dodge, and both were hit. Only the Angel of Death barely managed to avoid it by leaping to the side.
"Batarang?" The three heroes were all surprised.
This bat dart has been modified. There is a rope connected between each two darts, and they are shot from the grapple gun. The principle of this thing is that the two darts fly from both sides of a person's body. After the rope touches the body, the two darts
The dart will circle in two different directions and can tie up a person in just two seconds.
Damian and his attendants did not suffer any injuries, but their torsos were temporarily tied up, and their bodies were knocked down by the momentum and fell onto the street.
"Go this way!" A man's voice came from the top of a building high up.
Feng Bujue knew very well that this sentence was being spoken to him. He didn’t know who the other party was, and he didn’t know if it was a trap, but at the moment he had no choice. Damian and his attendants would soon be able to break free from their restraints.
, he had no time to hesitate.
Brother Jue quickly ducked into an alley next to him. The alley was only three or four meters wide. He bounced back and forth on the outer walls of the two buildings on the left and right, and quickly reached the six-story rooftop.
The Angel of Death naturally chased after him. He knew that the other two children could untie the rope without his own help, so the top priority was to hold the target back and prevent this "Anonymous" from escaping.
Unexpectedly, two more swift shadows struck in the night sky, one was a batarang, and the other was a smoke bomb. This time, the Death Angel used his two swords to block the incoming objects, but the batarang was knocked away by him.
But as soon as the smoke bomb met the sword body burning with red flames, it exploded immediately, covering his entire body in the center of the smoke.
When the Angel of Death broke out of the white smoke, both the nameless person and the sneak attacker lurking in the dark had disappeared from sight...
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Fifteen minutes later, Wayne Tower, rooftop.
"You have watched too many police and gangster movies, do you have to fight here?" Feng Bujue asked.
A man wearing a full bat suit stood opposite him and said jokingly: "Sorry, I'm a policeman."
In fact, the sentence "Seven Kills" should be regarded as the truth. In the real world, he is a policeman.
"You are also a weirdo..." Feng Bujue added: "When Shiva and I were fighting, were you already there?"
"Ah, of course, the equipment I have on me is extremely amazing." Qisha replied, he tapped his helmet with his hand: "This helmet alone is equipped with night vision, thermal imaging, sound
Naiyi, gas mask, miniature radio receiver and walkie-talkie system. With this, sneaking, monitoring, tracking...it's just like playing."
"That's why I say you're weird..." Feng Bujue said, "Since you've been here a long time ago, why... you didn't take advantage of the situation to attack Shiva while I was fighting, nor did you choose to stand by and watch after we finished the fight." He
Asked: "No matter which strategy is used, it is more reasonable than rescuing me and then coming here to challenge me, right?"
Qisha smiled and gave a reason that seemed a little strange to others: "I am a one-on-one person."
