Thriller Paradise

Fortunately, I didn’t know how to drink the survival value supplement before the move, so I escaped. Otherwise, he is likely to die due to overloading skills.

However, his physical fitness value is finally zero, and immediately feels the whole body is off, the body is planted uncontrollably.

At the same time, the virtual flash of the power has also completely smashed the Tianma Qixing fist and swallowed the figure of the seven kills.

"God... I can't believe it..." Gordon put down the telescope and watched the black shockwave that broke through the sky.

Seeing the well-known night wing is also a strange color, this time he even wants to find a hero outside Gotham to help.

"Secretary! Have you seen it! My God!" The police officers on the two helicopters saw more clearly. At the moment they all took the walkie-talkie and described the wonders they saw incoherently.

After the collision of the two styles, there was a rough squat on the roof of the Wayne Building, and the two people who cast their moves were already on the ground.

The seven kills were facing the sky, and the big mouth gasped for a few seconds when they were hit by the flash. His body feels like being poured by magma, only the whole body cells are evaporated.

After the virtual flash, the bat costume on his body is already ruined and destroyed. He is destroyed by six or seven percent. The game costume worn on the inner layer is almost intact under the protection of the system.

If the bat set on the Seven Kills is bought from the "Frightening Box", then the legendary items will not be easily damaged. But now, the bats he wears are acquired in the script and cannot be brought out. That is to say, this equipment is in the "dc universe environment" where it was originally located, so it is not protected by the system, but continues to follow the inherent physical laws of the universe.

For example, the cold-blooded armor is destroyed by rpg. The same is true. If the cold-blooded armor has a version that can bring out the script, then this set of armor will not be broken if it is hit by the player. Of course, the part that exceeds the defensive power will still swallow the player. But you can't take the version of the script. You have to follow the current world setting to have a limit of the material. If you exceed the destructive power of this limit, you can Destroy it

"Hehehe... Hahahaha..." After the seven kills came up, they burst into laughter: "There is still such a card... Hahahaha..." He smiled and got up: "There is no reason... ..." His laughter reveals a kind of heartfelt happiness, but there is also a little helplessness: "I really can't guess you."

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a white man suddenly shot

The seal was lying on the ground and put on the last bit of force before the attack was launched with a frozen pulse gun.

His gesture at this time was rather strange. He squatted to the right and pulled it on the ground; his arms and body were stretched at a 90-degree angle, his right arm was against the ground, and his left arm was pressed against his right arm. Kind of posture, he can lay down and shoot

"Cut... so difficult..." When the Seven Kills were hit by the frozen rays, they did not fully stand up and hit the frozen rays in his legs. As a result, they quickly spread, causing the seven kills to be a half-knee. The sly posture was frozen.

However, it’s hard to say that he is still suffering for the first time to experience the feeling of zero survival. Just like when people are making nightmares, they can’t do anything, they can only be in a state of urgency.

Lying down is not because I think that this pose is handsome, but because he can't sit up even when he is sitting, he concentrates on the strength of the teeth, only enough to hold the trigger of the frozen pulse gun.

What he can do now is to keep the output of the beam and pray that the whole person can be frozen in the ice by the diffusion effect of the frozen rays, so that the other party can be killed.

I didn’t expect... a situation that no one wants to see, just happened at the moment.

After continuously outputting a beam of several tens of seconds, the pulse gun is used up...

Two seconds after the beam stopped, he slammed and unconsciously released his hand, letting the pulse gun slip on the ground.

In the night sky, the evening breeze passes by...

The seven kills stood in a knee-shouldered manner, and his soles and feet were sealed in the ice. Only the forearms of the head and right hand were able to move.

The seal was lying on the ground, like a dead pig, and he repeatedly said the same word "Fak" with his eyes.

"Well, wait for the ice to melt, I will solve you again."

"When my physical ability comes back, it’s you who died." I couldn’t help but whisper back. The voice of his speech was like a mustard that had just swallowed. He felt that people were struggling.

"People on the helicopter see our virtues, they will report, and soon police and superheroes will come here to clear the scene. When they arrest me, they will break the ice." Seven killings: When I break out of the ice, just rushing to the side of you, and you can make up a knife, you will be finished."

"Your analytical ability is too bad." It is still very laborious to say this sentence, but the voice has recovered a few points: "After the people who cleared the field came, as long as I lay here, I put a pair just strong. X's expression is so... I haven't waited for you to come out of the ice, I have been carried to the street, sent to the ambulance and drove away."

"Well... you are too aggressive." Seven kills the right hand, bending the elbow very reluctantly, letting the forearm slightly bend to his torso, a white light flashed, he smoothly took a pistol from the bag

"Ha! It’s as if you can hit someone." The other party hasn’t fired yet.

In fact, the distance between the two is only less than 20 meters, but the shooting specialization of the seven kills is only e-class (the effect of the Batman suit has disappeared), and the posture of the forearm is limited, it is really difficult to hit. Goal

"I advise you not to be too reluctant. If you shoot a gun, the recoil may cause a broken arm." I couldn’t help but sneer at it: "According to my speculation, you only have a fighting specialization, this one is very strong, others Specialization is not awkward, but the specialization of shooting specializes, from n/a to e-class is still relatively good practice, as long as the gun is prepared, from time to time to play it out, you are already thirty-level, so I guess "You are e-class..." When he said this, he tried to hold the ground and finally sat up successfully: "According to the deaf people's understanding of dc comics, the bat darts have tracking function, but need to cooperate with the bat helmet. The positioning system can achieve the accuracy of your previous exploratory attack. Is it the one? But now, I see that your helmet is also damaged... Only the strength of the wrist, the thrown dart can hit, It is impossible to kill me."

He felt a deep breath and observed a few times. He observed that the recovery of the game menu's fitness value is slower than expected, and it is much slower. It seems that once the physical body is zeroed, the damage is not just as simple as the data. Just like a football player in reality, when he is physically weak on the court, he has to walk and run to adjust; if he continues to run wildly regardless of the situation, it may lead to physical exhaustion, when the cramps are light, shock is possible

The thriller park has restored this kind of reality to a certain extent. In this game, it is completely different when the force is restored after the force is removed, and it is slowly recovered when there is a little bit of strength left.

"So you chose the gun" and then I said, "But I said, in your current situation, this kind of attempt is futile."

Seven kills also sighed: "Call... It seems that I really should practice the shooting in the game."

"What?" The undetected detective instinct always allowed him to make some conditioned reflexes. After the other party had just exited for a second, he felt that he was blurted out: "You are a policeman? a soldier? A member of a shooting or hunting association?"

The seven kills are still in surprise, and they can't help but say: "Look at your expression is like a very unwilling to let others know. Is it a killer? Spy? Older youth poisoned by amusement machines?"

"Oh..." The seven kills fell into a difficult situation

"I don't care what it is, I am not interested." I said, I tried to lift my hand and took out the endless grenade from the bag.

Seeing that the other party took out the grenade, the seven kills felt that things were not good. He tried to ask: "I said the mad brother, can you throw the thunder in your current state?"

Unconsciously, I took out the anti-gravity catapult. "I don't need to think about this kind of problem. I just need to know the interval between the pull of the fuse and the explosion, the speed at which the grenade flies in a straight line, and the distance between you and me. Three quantities are all right." He took a long breath: "The next calculation, the primary school students will"

"What do you mean..." The eyes of the seven killers stared at the anti-gravity catapult in the other hand. Although he had not seen the specific role of this thing, he also guessed one or two.

"Oh... It means that your situation is not good." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "After eating my flash (the system prompts him to know the name of the random skill), you have not yet drank the survival value. "Additional agent," he said, he was ready to launch. "If you think that you can eat two Marki-type grenade explosions at close range without being killed, then you can drink now." Yes, otherwise... I advise you to save some game coins."

When the first half of the sentence came out, the seven kills, under his reminder, really quickly reached out and took out the blood bottle, but after listening to the latter part of the sentence, he thought for a few more seconds, or put the blood bottle back.

"Oh...haha..." Seven kills smiled, and he shook his head: "Insanely... I will remember this id this time."

"Goodbye, the heads-up" said, and opened the grenade fuze.

............

Real world, s city, l park

The park at night is empty, but a swing in the depths of the park is still swaying.

"It's over?" Vincent's hands hooked the chains on the sides of the swing, letting the swings swing back and forth slightly.

"Oh... you used this boring tone to talk to me, and Bacheng has a conspiracy..." Woody’s figure appeared abruptly two meters ahead of Vincent. He did not answer the question raised by the other party. I looked around and looked at it. I used my finger to point to another swing on the right hand side of Vincent: "That's the 'Death Swing', right?" He paused: "You sit on the ordinary swing and make it easy. The pleasing look, creating psychological cues, is actually trying to lead me to sit next to you and talk to you, then I will be smashed by the death swing."

"Oh..." Vincent couldn't help but smile: "Hey... it seems that this level of scam can only lie to Sid."

"I am also very curious... Is this stuff so powerful in the legend?" Woody looked at the swing.

"Why do you think I will come here?" Vincent replied

"Oh...hey..." Woody smiled. He had the answer when he heard the question: "The last guy who was sent to collect the swing, because the handcuffs died, right?"

"So I want to lead you in the past, try the power of this swing" Vincent Road

"Oh... this is as inexplicable as your last attempt to kill my plan with 'a hit and kill tomato'," Woody laughed. "I still talk about the gambling, I have already won it." He said that he couldn’t help but laugh at the end.

"Sure enough, did he win?" Vincent answered calmly. From the look, he had already expected this result.

"You must be very proud now," Woody said.

"I am proud of this kind of heartfelt happy mood, is it something you and I can ask for?" Vincent answered

Woody saw the other party playing Tai Chi with himself, so he clarified: "I spent about ten seconds before I came here, and I speculated on your plan." He said: "I think this plan is mainly composed of two parts. Composition... First, through this forty-eight-hour concession, Li Ruoyu can continue to maintain a medium-level strength level, and not to enter the strongest group too early, her game time is more modest two days of loss and Not too big, isn't it?"

Vincent with a smile, this is the basic default

"Secondly, the object you ask us to bet this time, naturally has a purpose," Woody said: "The six strong people are gathered together in a melee, which is a good thing for their growth, even if they are losers, Can't say nothing, just the experience of fighting with the top players, it is not enough." His look is slightly changed: "The most crucial point is... such a script, the ultimate winner will be reborn." Uh..." He smiled for a while: "It seems that you want to take this opportunity to create a person who can compete with ghosts."

“Is there anything wrong with this?” Vincent asked.

"Hey, I’m guessing, oh..." Woody’s wretched laughter reveals a chill. “Before the game is about to enter the middle of the game, the original pattern of the top battle is broken. This is buried for the 'chaos’. Under the pen"

“Don't you want to see a ghost being alone?” Vincent laughed.

"Oh... this is not, but now I will choose the same thing as you, let the people who bet on the back of the leading group, in a safer and more favorable position instead of prematurely showing off." Di Huidao

"Resentment is worse than resentment," Vincent said: "Even you don't even know how far this piece of chess can go... Is he still a chess piece?"

"Oh..." Woody helped the glasses. "I didn't take him as a **** from the beginning... I don't think it's a chess player, not a chess piece.

Only game, not controllable"

............

A few minutes ago, the game world, Gotham City

Unexpectedly, both grenades were launched and the seven kills were sent away from the script.

With the enemy team bar, the name of the seven kills becomes the state of [dead], and the system prompts to follow: [The current task has been completed, the main line task has been completed]

In the taskbar [become the only surviving player in the script], the article was also ticked.

[You have completed the script and will automatically transfer after 180 seconds]

"Call..." Feng stood up and swayed, looking at the night sky and sighing.

When the fitness value returns to more than 30 points at an extremely slow speed, he feels much better. At least there is no obstacle to sitting and standing. It seems that this value is a hurdle. When the player's physical fitness is exhausted, return from 0 to 30. During this time, it is a recessive debuff state.

"It seems that your business has already ended, and now it is time to calculate the accounts between us." At this time, the voice of the night wing came.

I don’t know how to look back, the heroes of the six or seven gods are standing in a row, the prestige

"Tim is not dead," he said, "The video is fake. He is still alive. In the hands of the two-faced man, I and Mr. Dante want to frame the penguin, and anger you so that he can become an underground king. And I...you can rob the bat hole, of course, when you lose your mind and go out of the nest. My original plan was all disrupted."

In just a few words, the amount of information is quite large. When the heroes hear the words, they change their looks. They are shocked, happy, and suspicious. They each account for 30%. Finally, the leading night wing stands up and says: "Even if you are talking about it. Really, it’s true that you kill the police and assist the two-sided people. You..." He didn’t finish talking, he was stunned by a gesture that he didn’t know.

I didn’t do anything else, but I took out a tattered cloak.

"Some things, Bruce can't teach you forever." I didn't feel that I didn't wear that cloak. I just took the corner of the cloth with one hand and let it fly in the air.

"Don't talk to me about the so-called "crime"." The tone of the brothers has become swaying: "There are many people in this city who are seen as madmen. They are scattered with anarchism and madness."

But as long as they still know what anarchism is in their hearts and what is mad, they still can’t be completely mad.

Such a group of people can still understand what ‘crime’ is.”

As he spoke, he stepped back toward the edge of the building. "And I...not like them." He smiled awkwardly: "My existence is a symbol of anarchism and madness."

"What are you doing!" The night wing seemed to realize what it was, and quickly stepped forward and approached the seal.

"Sinners can be embarrassed, evil can not be judged by evil itself, and those who are tempted and degraded will never disappear." When they are not aware, they have already come to the edge of the roof, and then they will fall back, but they will fall. He still smiles with no fear, holding the cloak in the air with one hand. "I let the opponent take off this cloak because I don't want to fight with the person wearing this."

"Listen, jump from here..." The night wing also saw that he didn't want to do it. He began to persuade the other party.

"The person who defends justice will carry the beliefs and responsibilities represented by this cloak" and will not withdraw from the final step. "And those who pursue chaos will eventually return to chaos."

The night wing rushed forward, trying to hold the seal, but only grasped the cloak that was pulled out by the other side.

The mad laughter swayed in the wind, and as the fall of the hooded, it drifted away in the night sky.

But in the end, no body is falling...

The madness of that moment seems to be eternal (to be continued...)