After Yongqiang got the Easter egg artifact, he didn't pay the penalty points and left, but returned to Gotham City.

"Where are we going?" Li Zhengqi asked.

"Destroy the real evil."

Yongqiang walked to a remote and dark street.

It seems to have just gone through a mess, with flames burning on the rooftops, broken heating pipes spewing steam out, and the streets deserted except for a mess of debris.

Yongqiang came to an inconspicuous iron door between several roller shutters.

A five-clawed golden dragon is painted on the iron gate, and there is a capital Chinese pinyin on it: YU YAN.

"Prophecy?" Li Zhengqi saw the pinyin on the iron door, and for some reason, his heart jumped, as if there was something very terrifying hidden inside.

Yongqiang has already pushed the door in.

Inside the door was a dark bridge-like space, gray, surrounded by solid concrete walls, and the faint light that came out of nowhere could only make people see the road under their feet.

Two stone lions sat on top of the stone pier, like guards, protecting a giant dragon's head carved in stone behind them.

Yongqiang walked in, tried a few times, and successfully flipped the switch on the dragon's whiskers, and the dragon's head parted left and right, revealing a deep rotating channel.

"I've never heard of this place in the Gotham universe." Li Zhengqi looked at the strange environment around him in surprise.

"Because there are people who like to engage in intrigues in shady places, and they don't want to be known." Yongqiang walked straight into it, and his expression was very serious at this moment, because he felt a strong evil aura here.

The two of them walked down the third floor of the revolving passage and came to a long dark passage.

Every ten meters on both sides of the dark passage, a torch covered with a fence net was burning, and a swift figure suddenly ran behind the two.

It's a pity that Yongqiang's speed is faster than him, his figure flashed, and again, he was already carrying an assassin wearing a coat, a mask, and a long sword in his hand.

The strength he showed surprised those who were hiding in the darkness.

Five identical Assassins stepped out, their eyes shining with torches.

Yongqiang threw the assassin in his hand to them and said, "Take me to your head." ”

Wow!

The assassin he threw out drew the sword behind him, and the other five men drew their weapons, tossing and jumping back and forth, dancing in fancy sword styles, and surrounded them.

"Kill." Six Assassins struck together.

The sword light reflected the firelight, flashing with a terrifying cold light, like a flying rainbow hanging on the river, and like a meteor falling from the sky.

Yongqiang took out the pistol and continuously triggered the lip-and-air trigger.

Before Li Zhengqi could understand what was going on, a deafening gunshot rang out.

After six gunshots, all six black-clad assassins fell to the ground clutching their chests.

"Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken. If you're not as fast as I can pull the trigger, don't use your sword. Yongqiang said coldly.

Since this was a semi-enclosed space, the gunshots continued to pass back and forth, and finally converged in the center, shaking Li Zhengqi's ears to buzz, and nothing could be heard except for the sharp tinnitus.

"You should cover your ears." Yongqiang said when he saw his appearance.

"Huh? I can't hear what you say. Li Zhengqi put his hand on his ear and asked loudly.

Yongqiang pulled him and continued to walk inside.

Five or six minutes later, something different finally appeared in front of the two, it was an open stone door.

Yongqiang stared at Shimen for a long time with a gloomy face, and then walked in first, followed by Li Zhengqi.

Inside the stone gate is a brightly lit conference room, where twelve men and women, dressed in sumptuous clothes and extraordinary bearing, wearing TripAdvisor masks, sit around an oval red nanmu conference table.

The appearance of Yongqiang and Li Zhengqi did not attract their attention, and they still maintained a motionless and upright posture.

"It's the Owl Court guys, they're all dead." Li Zhengqi checked the rings on their hands, and after testing his snort, he said in shock, "They are the real masters of Gotham City, who can kill them." ”

"Obviously, Gotham's masters are not them."

Yongqiang pushed open a secret door in the conference room and continued to move forward. Li Zhengqi hesitated for a moment and hurriedly followed.

Behind the secret door is a dark corridor with a cylindrical room.

There were two torches in the doorway of the house, and the light inside was dim, but there was a pool of water that glowed white.

The pool is round, and the water inside is white, like a bright moon in the dark.

"What is this?" Li Zhengqi looked at the pool, seemed to be enchanted, walked to the edge of the pool, and reached out to grab a handful of water.

"You'd better not touch it." Yongqiang pulled him back.

Li Zhengqi blinked his eyes, came back to his senses, and asked nervously, "What happened to me just now?" ”

"You're just doing what anyone would do. Whoever sees the source of the inheritance will want to fight for it, this is instinct. A middle-aged man with black beard and silver hair and piercing eyes appeared behind the two of them, wearing a cloak.

"Don't turn your head." Yongqiang reminded.

Li Zhengqi had already turned around, and the moment he saw the middle-aged man, his eyes became dazed and dull, and then he was knocked unconscious by Yongqiang's punch.

"Why is your aura so chaotic, which side is the inheritor of the force?" The middle-aged man ignored Li Zhengqi, but stared at Yongqiang in surprise, looked at it for a long time, shook his head and said.

"I am the inheritor of the righteous side." After Yongqiang finished speaking, he was not verbose, and punched out directly.

The two were obviously five or six meters apart, but this punch hit the middle-aged man in the face, smashing him into a stone door.

"You can't kill me, I'm Lei Xiao Ogu, you can't imagine how long I've lived, I'm seen as a demon, a saint, a ghost, but my real identity is the master of this world. Over the years, I've met no less than ten inheritors, all of whom wanted to take control of this world, but they all died here. ”

The middle-aged man stood up, the hollows on his face recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, his hands resting flat in front of him, two wriggling clouds of smoke emerging from his palms.

Whew.

The two clouds of smoke turned into two black smoke ropes and flew towards Yongqiang.

Yongqiang's figure flashed, and he came behind the middle-aged man, this time he didn't punch, but his index finger burst into a phoenix eye, and quickly pointed at the back of the middle-aged man's heart.

When he used this move, a sharp whistle like a phoenix roared in the air.

However, a faint shadow emerged from the middle-aged man's back, his arms crossed in front of him, blocking Yongqiang's attack.

This shadow is eight points similar to a middle-aged man, and after blocking Yongqiang's blow, it dissipated.

"The same trick is useless to me." The middle-aged man said proudly, and a cloud of smoke appeared in the palms of the two palms, turning into a smoke rope and wrapping around Yongqiang. It turned out that the two smoke ropes that were in the air also turned around and flew back.

Now, a total of four smoke ropes are chasing Yongqiang.

Yongqiang's eyes were calm, not panicked, relying on his flexible pace, while his body was like the wind to dodge the four cigarette cords, and at the same time he made moves around the middle-aged man.

Because of the speed being too fast, his figure seemed to appear in the front and back of the middle-aged man at the same time, leaving and right at the same time, making one finger, one claw, one punch, and one palm.

One move and one style, all of them were dangerous and fast, and the energy that escaped made the two torches at the door of the room swing back and forth twice, and suddenly all of them were wiped out.

"Hey, interesting, your strength far exceeds that of the E-class." The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but this surprise quickly turned into a cold smile, "But it will still die at my hands." ”

Four shallow shadows appeared on the middle-aged man's body, and unlike the afterimage left by Yongqiang with high-speed movement, his four shadows existed at the same time.

After they blocked Yongqiang's attack at the same time, they did not dissipate like the first one, but emerged from behind the middle-aged man, dragging their blurred legs, and launched an attack on Yongqiang

The two arms of the first shadow were as soft as snakes, and they crossed and circled each other, thrust into Yongqiang's ribs.

The second shadow was fierce and domineering, opening and closing widely, and his fists were brought together, smashing into the back of Yongqiang's head.

The third and fourth shadows stopped at Yongqiang's side and pushed out a palm each towards his temple.

"Evil cannot defeat me. Elbow guns. ”

Yongqiang took a step back without looking, and before the shadow behind him smashed down, he retreated into its arms one step first, pulled back with his right fist, and smashed his elbow into the abdomen of the black shadow, but like the dash of the overlord gun, he pierced the shadow's abdomen through a hole with a pop, and the escaping black aura shot backwards, forming the shape of a spear.

And Yongqiang stepped back, just letting go of a position, and the shadows on the left and right sides slapped each other together.

"Fist sword."

Yongqiang's fist swung out and struck the shadow on the temple on the right.

Burst!

It opened a large hole in its temple, and then flew out a wisp of black aura in the shape of a long sword,

"Knee axe."

The shadow on the opposite side was like a knife with both hands, touching Yongqiang's ribs, and Yongqiang's hands also grabbed its head, and with a knee lift, the back of its head burst out with an axe-like aura.

After doing all this, Yongqiang still had time to grab the right hand that the shadow on the left was retracting, and then raised his right hand high.

"Palm the knife."

In the middle of the last shadow, a knife-like aura flew straight out, but it slowly split in half.

"What kind of kung fu are you?" The middle-aged man asked in surprise when he saw that Yongqiang had easily solved his trick.

"Hundred Beast Fist, basic moves. If you want to learn, I can teach you. Yongqiang rested his hands on his lower abdomen, slowly stretched his palms upward, moved to the position of his chest, and then put his palms down, slowly put them down, and said with a finishing action.

However, when he turned around and saw the situation in front of him, his face changed.

I saw that in just a few seconds, between him and the middle-aged man, there were actually a hundred and ten black smoke ropes that writhed like snakes.

There were more black smoke cords, like swimming fish out of the gate, constantly emerging from the palms of middle-aged people.