MTL - Start with Batman-Chapter 12 night watch

Standing by the window, Chu Cheng looked at the Batman with his cloak flying across the street across the street, and couldn't help feeling unreal for a moment.

At this point, there is no longer any doubt. Somehow, all of the heroes he plays in this game are mirrored in reality. Those legendary superheroes are like his agents, his clones, who can replace him to do things he can't do.

You can only play Batman for now, but more new heroes may be unlocked later. For example, Spiderman Iron Man, or even Green Lantern Doctor Strange Superman and other wall-level characters...

But at this moment he immediately realized one more thing.

That is, if it is not necessary, he'd better keep the hero he controls as far away from him as possible.

There are similar bridges in DC and Marvel original comics. For example, Spider-Man always swings around the school he attended, and it is guessed that he may be a teacher and student in the school.

For example, there are idiots who can track Superman's flight trajectory on a map with black technology. The idiot local tyrant spends a lot of money to draw Superman's daily flight curve, only to find that this guy is always wandering around the Daily Planet.

With the lessons learned from these cartoon predecessors, Chu Cheng immediately realized that the heroes he controlled should stay away from here. In case some day in the future a local tyrant chases after a superhero and draws curves all over the world, and then he is surprised to find that heroes from all walks of life love to wander around in this acre of land, then he is at risk of exposure.

As long as he hides well and stays behind the scenes, all the heroes from Marvel DC will become his powerful thugs and become the foundation for him to settle down in this strange world.

Maybe he can develop into a super black and evil force, and he can also be the leader behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, he sat back in front of the computer, manipulated Batman to turn around and leave, and his thoughts didn't stop while walking through the night.

He only lamented the freedom of this game yesterday, but now he feels that it is a bit too free. The game hardly gives any guidance, not to mention, there is no such thing as the main mission, and there is no idea what the game wants the player to do.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, even the first task completed yesterday cannot be accurately called a task.

There is no clear concept of "mission" in the game at all, but a bat mark is placed on the roof of the Klein Group to remind players that there may be a situation there. But Chu Cheng thought that if he ignored this sign and manipulated Batman to go shopping in the city, it would not be impossible.

He felt like he had opened a Batman simulator, he could go wherever he wanted, there were no missions and no main line, and the story unfolded entirely up to him.

Just as I was thinking about what to do in the game, a small exclamation mark suddenly appeared on the game screen, as if the GPS location had updated the destination, and the location was not far from Batman.

Is there a mission coming?

Chu Cheng had a thought, so he manipulated Batman to walk in the direction of the exclamation mark.

 …

Xiao Fang felt that today was definitely his unlucky day.

In the morning, the alarm clock didn't go off and I overslept, so I rushed to the office on a small electric donkey all the way with sparks and lightning. I didn't eat breakfast and was still five minutes late.

It was too late, and I happened to bump into the boss in the elevator, and the boss scolded me without saying a word. After finishing the work, it was only after the meeting that I realized that I was in a hurry to go out. I forgot the materials I rushed out last night on the table, and was greeted by the manager on the spot with the household registration booklet.

Originally, I wanted to go out with my two girlfriends to have a rubbing meal at night and have a good time to change my mood, but this person can fall flat when walking on his back, can stuff his teeth when drinking cold water, and can Q crookedly. Walking on the road, she met a group of sleazy street thugs who approached her to strike up a conversation. She ignored it and quickened her pace and wanted to leave, but she didn't expect that person to drag her back.

"Don't be ignorant."

"Let go." Xiao Fang patted the opponent's hand away, but he didn't want one of the thorny men to punch his head and face.

This punch made her eyes stare, and she was a little confused.

"Shame on you?" the prickly man cursed.

Although there were not many pedestrians on the road, many pedestrians were stunned by the arrogance of this group of people, and many people stopped to stop, but no one dared to step forward to stop them.

Someone in the back took out his mobile phone and seemed to want to call the police, but a blond boy accompanying the man snatched the mobile phone and smashed it to pieces on the concrete floor.

"You like to be brave, don't you?" The blond boy slapped the man with a wave of his hand.

Xiao Fang lay down on the ground, half of his cheeks were hot, and there seemed to be thousands of flies flying around in his head. She waved her hands indiscriminately and tried to stand up, but was pushed back to the ground severely.

The group surrounded her in a circle, and she smelled a strong smell of alcohol. The man was still yelling something vaguely, but her tinnitus made it difficult for her to hear anything clearly.

She gave up her intention to get up and could only try her best to protect her body. She fantasized that this was just an incoherent nightmare, and maybe at some point she would wake up in a cold sweat and find herself still lying in the warm bedding, and this unfortunate day hadn't started at all.

The stabbed man raised his fist again while cursing, as if he was about to swing it down.

Snapped.

The lights went out.

Not only the street lights, but even the lights in the buildings on the street and the hanging electronic advertising signs, as if an invisible hand cut off the light source, dragging everything into the eternal silent darkness.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden change.

The man also stopped the fist that was about to drop, and frowned: "What are you doing..."

The spherical object drew a parabola and was thrown to their feet, and exploded with a soft sound. The smoke screen quickly dominated the entire venue in conjunction with the darkness.

A group of shadow spread its pitch-black wings, like a demon descending from the sky, and fell into the flying smoke.

The stabbed man didn't see anything clearly. He only vaguely saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, and the bridge of his nose broke with a scream the next moment.

The severe pain hit him like a tide, he howled like a pig, and most of the wine was sober.

"Brother!"

The companion next to him waved his hand to disperse the smoke while trying to approach the sound, but he felt his arm sink after taking two steps, as if he was clamped by something. Before he had time to struggle, the pain caused him to almost faint along with the sound of dislocation of bones.

The darkness and smoke blinded their eyesight. No one knew what happened, only the screams of his companions sounded one after another in the smoke screen, as if weaving into a symphony of despair.

The piercing man recovered from the severe pain of the severed nose, raised his head dragging the unstoppable nosebleed, and then froze in place for an instant.

He wasn't afraid of getting hurt, and he wasn't particularly afraid of dying. In fact, it is very common for a person like him to get bruised and swollen from fighting with others.

He is the kind of person who has nothing to worry about, and fear is a very distant word for him.

After all, it doesn't matter if a person dies, so what is there to be afraid of?

It was not until today that he realized that he was wrong.

He saw the looming fuzzy shadow in the smoke screen, UU reading www. In uukanshu.com's mind, it automatically completed it into a hideous and frightening image. Huge black wings, blood-sucking fangs, and sharp claws that seem to be born for killing are things you may only see in your deepest nightmare.

Then he saw the thing coming towards him again.

He froze, stuck in place like a bewildered schoolboy. He stared wide-eyed in horror, watching the bat-like monster cutting through the smoke and approaching him rapidly, feeling his heart almost jumping out of his chest, the great sense of fear made him unable to move...

The punch to the cheek caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood, unfortunately mixed with a few teeth. The next punch made him feel like two or three ribs were broken.

The next shot that followed was especially ruthless, and the severe pain spread all over the body under the impact of the body—then it might be completely necrotic.

Finally, there was a forward kick that nearly stopped his heart and lungs. The thorny man broke through the smoke and flew out, flew across the street and fell on the opposite sidewalk, causing passers-by to scream when he landed.

At this moment, he felt like a piece of fragile porcelain, which was smashed to pieces. Blood poured down his throat, nearly choking him to death with his own blood.

The smoke cleared, and all the lights suddenly came back on.

Panting for breath, Xiao Fang sat up on the ground and looked around blankly, only to see a group of street runners lying on the ground horizontally and vertically. I don't know if the blood is dead or alive.

The onlookers were all far away in surprise, this half of the street was empty except for herself.

She felt a little dizzy and couldn't digest what she was seeing.

Just now this is... what happened?