Thriller Paradise Chapter 287: The battle for the cloak (29)

"Following Vincent's bet, does this kid understand..." The war floated in the sky, looking at Feng Bujueyan hundreds of meters below his feet.

"Hehehe...Do you think you have lost the suspense of victory or defeat." Woody's wretched laughter came from him.

War turned his face and looked at the guy in the black suit with white light on his glasses forever. "I now finally understand why Vincent contributed to this killing game."

"Do you think he is helping me?" Woody asked.

"Isn't it?" War asked back.

"Hehehe...you are wrong. Sid is his disciple. If you want to help him, you should also help Sid choose people." Woody smiled: "Vincent knows very well that I don't need him. Help." His tone changed suddenly, and he said solemnly: "What's more... After all, there is only one winner at the end of this gambling game. If you help anyone, you may become a threat to yourself in the end."

"What you said makes sense." War replied: "But at the moment, I think I can use an Eastern saying to describe it...get it cheap and sell it well."

"Hehehe... Indeed, objectively, Feng Bujue has gained a lot of benefits." Woody not only did not deny, but also smiled: "But this has nothing to do with Vincent." He paused. Click: "Vincent didn't know that before starting this killing game, Feng Bujue was only one step away from comprehending the soul.

Feng Bujue is a very talented person, but his wisdom has become a kind of restraint. In the scripts of the past, he rarely had the opportunity to experience desperate situations and death fights in the true sense. Because he always uses resourcefulness to solve problems, he often reduces the difficulty of the battle or avoids the battle directly.

If he could continue to fight something stronger than himself like a fighting player, he might understand his soul earlier than the one specially selected by Vincent. "

"You are saying in a disguised form...The person I chose is not as intelligent as the kid you chose, isn't it?" He said the war again. Because Seven Kills is a fighting type player, Woody's words sound pretty harsh.

"Hehehehe...Isn't that obvious?" Woody smiled more wretchedly, "Not just the person you chose, but all the other candidates. In terms of savvy, there is no comparison with Feng Bujue. "He began to hate Jorgora: "Fighting with powerful opponents and being forced to the limit is the basic condition for comprehending soul. The people you choose are mostly combat-type players, and each of them has many. This is the experience, and... those people still have'fear' as a support. But without any sense of fear, Feng Bujue crossed the boundary by his own will."

"Hmph... if you want to scream, just take advantage of it now." War said: "My opinion remains the same. I don't think the Seven Kills will be lost to anyone other than the Devouring Ghost in the battle."

"Hehehe...Then let's wait and see." Woody pushed his glasses, "Oh, yes, about Vincent's purpose... I'll give you a hint..." He said unpredictably: "Sometimes, in order to win, you have to lose."

The war glanced at Woody again. Did not speak, but already understood what the other party meant.

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"Okay, Anonymous. I don't know what unpleasant things have happened between you alien travelers, and I am not interested." After Shiva turned white, the three superheroes surrounded Feng Bujue. This is the day of death using his deep voice to say: "But you have to pay for what you have done."

Feng Bujue took a look at his stamina, and there was 100/2800 left. I thought in my heart: With the help of soul and mind, the physical stamina needed in fighting can be controlled in a microscopic way. As long as the extra moves are "simplified", things that originally required three or four physical stamina to do can now be done with 1 point. .

But... the other party now has three people. Damian and the attendants are not very strong, and the individual's melee strength is lower than Shiva, but the angel of death... if only fighting, it may be more fierce than the genuine Batman. Neither Nightwing nor Todd are necessarily his opponents.

And all three of them are the main characters in the comics. If my reasoning is correct...In this kind of comic world, if you really want to kill the main character, maybe you will be struck to death by lightning...

"It's not easy..." Feng Bujue couldn't help but said: "One hundred physical stamina, it may not be enough to escape..."

Suddenly, whoosh--

Three waves of breaking wind sounded almost overlapping each other, but three black shadows swept from the night sky.

The attendant and Demian couldn't dodge, and both were recruited. Only the angel of death leaped to the side, which could not be avoided.

"Bat dart?" All three heroes were surprised.

This bat dart is still modified, and a rope is connected between every two darts, and it is shot from a hook gun. The principle of this thing. It is a double dart flying over a person's body. After the rope touches the body, the two darts will circle in two different directions, and a person can be **** in just two seconds.

Damian and the attendant confiscated some injuries, but the torso was temporarily tied up, and the body was brought down by the momentum and fell into the street.

"Come here!" A man's voice came from the top of a building high up.

Feng Bujue knew that this sentence was speaking to himself. He didn't know who the other party was or if it was a trap, but he had no choice at the moment. Damian and the attendant will soon be able to free themselves from the restraints, and he has no time to hesitate.

Brother Jue quickly stepped into an alley beside him, which was no more than 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 went up to the six-story rooftop.

The angel of death naturally chased him up. He knew that the other two children could untie the rope without his own help, so the top priority was to hold the target and prevent the "anonymous" from taking the opportunity to escape.

Unexpectedly, there were two more shadows in the night sky, one was a bat dart, and the other was a smoke bomb. The angel of death used double swords to block the object this time. The bat dart was hit by him, but when the smoke bomb hit the sword body burning with red flames, it exploded and covered him in the smoke. center.

When the angel of death rushed out of the white smoke, no matter it was the Anonymous or the sneak attacker hiding in the dark, they had disappeared from sight...

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Fifteen minutes later, Wayne Building, on the roof.

"You have watched too many gangster movies, do you have to play here?" Feng Bujue asked.

A man wearing a full bat suit stood opposite him~IndoMTL.com~ jokingly said: "Sorry, I am a policeman."

Actually, the sentence of seven kills should be regarded as the truth. In the real world, he is a policeman.

"You are also a weirdo..." Feng Bujue said again: "When I was fighting Shiva, you were already there, right?"

"Ah, of course, this set of equipment on my body is amazing." Qisha replied, and he clicked on his helmet with his hand: "Only this helmet is equipped with night vision and thermal imaging. Instrument, sonar, gas mask, miniature radio receiver and walkie-talkie system. With this, sneaking, surveillance, tracking...it’s the same as playing."

"That's why you are weird..." Feng Bujue said, "Since you've arrived long ago, why... did not take advantage of the situation when I was fighting with Shiva, nor did we choose to stand by after we finished the fight? "He asked: "No matter which strategy, it's more reasonable than to rescue me and come here to challenge?"

Seven Killers laughed, and gave a reason that was a little weird to others: "I am a one-on-one." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start (m ) Vote for recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)