Inside an underground sewer in Gotham City.
A petite figure flitted past, and behind her, an even faster figure quickly followed.
After several turns and stops, Not a Scaredy Cat was still forced into a dead end.
Seeing this, Not a Scaredy Cat turned around alertly and attacked without warning. She was still using a polearm, but the design of the equipment was much better than the one that she had used on Hunter's Island.
As a non-gaming studio player that was heavily groomed by Jiang Hu, Not a Scaredy Cat's equipment was not bad.
The "Thunder Pestle" swept over, causing lightning to burst out.
The figure that was following her was prepared, and he raised his arm to block. However, the moment he was hit by the electricity, he felt his energy drain away, and his body went numb.
"Oh? So, you have this trick up your sleeve. "Seven Kills smirked coldly and shouted," Unfortunately, it's useless! "
This shout was like a bolt from the blue. A wave of energy exploded around Seven Kills, and it rushed at Not a Scaredy Cat like a wave.
Not a Scaredy Cat knew that the situation was not looking good for her. Her opponent was much stronger than her, and if she fought him head-on, she would lose.
In a moment of desperation, she came up with a plan. Using all the energy in her body, she leaped into the air. Using the shockwave that came at her, she waved the weapon in her hand and smashed through the thick layer of cement above her. She landed on the ground.
Above her was a road, and there were quite a lot of cars.
Suddenly, a large piece of the road in the middle of the street was lifted up like a carpet, and a beautiful woman holding a huge weapon emerged from below. The passersby and drivers were undoubtedly stunned, and the traffic came to a standstill in a few seconds.
Then, an even more exaggerated scene happened. As soon as the petite woman stood still, she stabbed the weapon in her hand into the nearest taxi, completely ignoring the fact that there was no one in the car.
The car was like a steak, and Not a Scaredy Cat's Thunder Pestle was like a fork. She used the weapon to pick up the whole car, and with a roar, she swung the car toward the gap in the road.
After Seven Kills unleashed that skill, he froze for a few seconds before giving chase. Unexpectedly, when he leaped up, he bumped into a large piece of yellow metal that was falling down.
When he jumped up, it was only because he wanted to land on the ground that he didn't use his full strength. If he had known that there would be such a hindrance, he would definitely have punched upwards with all his might. He might have been able to knock the car back to the ground or break it in two.
But there were no ifs in this world …
Seven Kills was already in the air and had nowhere to jump to. He could only protect his head with his hands and take the hit. The weight of the car and Not a Scaredy Cat's strength pushed Seven Kills back into the sewer.
That was not the end of it. After throwing away the car, she immediately put away the Thunder Pestle and took out two Uzi submachine guns from her bag. She aimed them down and fired. Before she ran out of bullets, she successfully hit the gas tank of the taxi and caused an explosion.
The short distance, the disadvantage of being in the air, and the sudden consecutive attacks, these three factors caused Seven Kills, who had the upper hand, to suffer greatly. Even though he had tried his best to crawl out from underneath the car and run away when he heard the gunshot, he was still affected by the explosion.
Seven Kills' Life Points plummeted to nineteen percent. He quickly gulped down a bottle of Life Points Recovery Potion (Large). Ignoring the bleeding and burns on his body, he kicked, jumped, and chased after Not a Scaredy Cat.
This time, Seven Kills jumped very high, but when he jumped through the gap in the road and leaped into the air, he could no longer see Not a Scaredy Cat.
"Tsk … Has she escaped?" Seven Kills grumbled with annoyance. "I really can't let my guard down …" He landed slowly, and his feet touched the ground. When he landed, he knelt on one knee, and he was injured again. "Damn, I jumped too high …"
Right then, the siren rang. The patrol car nearby had arrived. Two officers ran over and aimed their guns at him. "Hey! You! Don't move. Put your hands where I can see you. "
Seven Kills glanced at them and grumbled to himself, "Humph … That little girl is smashing things, and I'm the scapegoat …" He ignored the threat from the two officers and looked around. He found a random direction that he could see, and with a tap of his feet, he morphed into a shadow and ran away.
The two officers were dumbfounded. Their eyes were able to follow Seven Kills, but when they turned their guns around, the man had already run away. Furthermore, they did not have the confidence to hit a target that was moving at high speed. The chance of hitting a citizen was higher.
"Headquarters, we have a serious situation here! We suspect it to be a fight between supervillains. " When they recovered, they hurried back to the patrol car and used the walkie-talkie to report the situation.
…
Similarly, at an underground parking lot in Gotham City.
Two figures faced off against each other.
So-called experts often had many similarities in their way of thinking. Therefore, in less than one hour after they entered the scenario, they found each other.
"I didn't expect to run into you first." The man who spoke looked to be in his late twenties. He had short black hair, a tall figure, and a handsome face. Understanding Death was wearing a black shirt and pants, and the cape of Regulation was draped over his shoulders. He was holding a can of paint in each of his hands, but the purpose was unclear.
"I'm the one you don't want to run into the most," Shiva replied. Shiva replied. He looked a few years older than the man. His long hair covered half of his face, and the Brahman uniform could not hide his large body. However, there was nothing in his hands. It seemed like he could fight with his bare hands.
"You can say that," Understanding Death said. Understanding Death said, "But … if we want to win this Killing Game, you are a high wall that we have to cross. It's a good thing that we ran into each other when I'm at my best. It should be a good battle … "
"Are you mistaken?" Shiva replied coldly. "To you, I'm a tall mountain."
"Is that so? Haha … "Understanding Death laughed coldly at Shiva's provocation." In the past, we've fought more than once in other games. I admit your ability, but … "A strange look flashed across his eyes." After seeing that kid's battle, I've seen something new. You're nothing compared to him. " Understanding Death was mocking him. "That is why you've been suppressed by him on the combat stat ranking."
"Does the person with the higher ranking always win the battle?" Shiva replied. "I don't think I need to tell you how many variables there are in the battle in Thriller Paradise."
"I'll return that to you because that is the reason I'm still standing here," Understanding Death said. "Unfortunately … the 'variables' you mentioned have nothing to do with that kid. Don't think that you're just one step away from Phantom Dawn. " Something flashed across his eyes. "Even though it looks like the difference between first and second place, that distance … might be bigger than the distance between you and 100th place."
"Humph … Then …" As Shiva spoke, eight stone plates appeared behind him. Each of them was the size of a palm, and their shapes were slightly different. "First, let's see just how big the gap between you and me is …"
…
Gotham City, Northern Pure Land factory.
Feng Bujue whistled as he got out of a taxi. He shoved a one hundred RMB note into the driver's hand and said smugly, "Keep it that way."
The driver thanked him and drove away happily.
It had been one hour since Feng Bujue escaped from the bank. In this one hour, he ran to the newsstand and grabbed a large stack of newspapers. Then he went to a small motel that did not require any identification to book a room. As he studied the news, he waited for the cooldown of his summoning skill. The few things that he had summoned were about as powerful as the Hammerhead Crane. They were small in size and did not have any special power.
By the way, when Feng Bujue was at the bank, he had filled up a bag with US dollars and placed the bag inside his inventory. So, buying newspapers, staying at a motel, and taking a taxi … was not a problem.
"Northern Pure Land … Humph … You're really something, Brother Victor," Feng Bujue said as he looked at the factory before him.
The Brother Victor he was referring to was Mr. Freeze (whose original name was Victor Fries).
The Battle for the Cowl was one of the big events in DC Comics, and Feng Bujue had read it before. He couldn't say that he was very familiar with the plot, but as long as he had seen it, he could rely on his memories to dig out all the small and big details from his memory loft …
Simply put, the plot was that after the "death" of Bruce Wayne (DC Comics wrote Batman to be dead to increase sales, and then shamelessly claimed that he had actually transmigrated), the second generation Robin, Jason Todd, attempted to take over the title of Batman and replace him. But after Todd was killed by the clown once (for the sake of money, he had to live and die), he lost himself. The dark side of his personality rose up, and he embarked on an extreme and crazy path.
Therefore, the first Robin, Dick Grayson, who had left Batman and gone solo, left Gotham City for Brookhaven and became Nightwing, returned to Gotham City. As Bruce's favorite successor, he did not disappoint (DC gave him a plot armor). He defeated Todd and took over Batman's mantle.
In this battle, there were two other Robins who came to help. Of course, compared to the first two, they were not that interesting.
But what Feng Bujue paid attention to was not the Battle for the Cape itself. He was more concerned about the hidden threads that were intertwined behind the Battle for the Cape and happened at the same time.
The first was the battle between Two-Face and Penguin Man; the second was the release and control of the Arkham prisoners by Black Mask; and the third was the arrest of Mr. Freeze by Gordon.
From the information in the newspaper, at this time, the third incident had not happened.
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