To be honest, even if it is a game, Chu Cheng is still a little frightened when he sees such a scene.

No, I remember when I first advertised it, it was clearly said that this game was PG13?

The so-called PG13 is actually a classification of game film and television works, which refers to the content that children under the age of 13 may watch with their parents in the works, but in general, there is no exciting plot in the ordinary level.

And now looking at the headless man in the conference room below holding his chopped head in his hand, Chu Cheng couldn't help but be messy.

He now seriously doubted that the crew had some strange misunderstanding about PG13. Imagine whose children are on weekend vacation and excitedly open the newly bought game and fantasize about incarnating as a superhero to save the world, but the first level is the opening lightning strike and seeing such a powerful scene, I'm afraid that it is not directly in the young heart to lay the groundwork for the future incarnation of the warrior of love?

What children's insoles are this Nima?

But that's not even the end of the story. I saw that the man named Age not only stood firm after chopping off his head, but even walked forward step by step holding his head.

The skull he held in his hand gurgled outwards with its contents, dragging a horrific trail of blood across the floor. But everyone in the room turned a blind eye, acting as if it was normal for someone to walk with their head in their hands.

The flat-headed man stepped aside. At this time, the cabinet against the wall of the conference room actually moved, and the two cabinets were separated to both sides as if they were equipped with automatic pulleys, giving way to a secret door. Behind the door is a black statue.

The statue is exquisitely made, but the form is distorted. It was some kind of inhuman form, with countless arms extending out of its craggy shell, twisted arms twisted up like twisted flowers, like some kind of misshapen tree trunk.

Chu Cheng couldn't remember if he had seen anything with such a similar shape. But the appearance of this thing in the picture made him feel very uneasy, and the grotesque shape was deeply imprinted in people's minds at a glance, rooted in the deepest nightmare, and made people linger.

Edges walked over to the statue and held his head in bloodied hands. What's even more terrifying is that the severed head still seems to be conscious, and it even shows a pious and even almost intoxicated expression, which looks particularly gloomy and weird.

The headless body held its head. The head was quickly disintegrated into a mist of flesh and blood, absorbed into the grotesque and twisted statue as if by an invisible gravitational pull.

The head disappeared from the palm of his hand, and Edge's headless body suddenly went limp, falling to the ground, like a puppet suddenly being cut off from the backstage.

The eyes of the twisted sculpture glowed scarlet. The flat-headed man took the lead, and everyone in the room bowed down reverently to pay the most reverent respect to the sculpture.

A burst of air crashed over all of them. Pitch-black darts in the shape of bats were nailed into the black sculpture with a thud.

The flat-headed man was the first to look up, only to see a dart inserted in the chest and abdomen of the statue, and a red indicator light on it, and the dangerous light flickered and flickered.

Rumble!!!

The super-concentrated explosives filled with the tiny darts burst open, and the force blew the entire black statue to pieces. Countless pieces of debris were splashed all over the ground.

"Who!?" The flat-headed man was furious.

There was a sound of the engine going out, and the conference room and the lights in the hallway outside went out.

It was a miniature electromagnetic pulse, one of Batman's signature outfit weapons. Darkness is Batman's best friend, and he is often accustomed to using an electromagnetic pulse to disable all electronic devices, including surveillance and lights, before invading operations.

The advantage of this is that he gains the initiative to act in the dark, sowing fear of the unknown among his enemies, and the disadvantage of exposing his presence before he even strikes.

Everyone in the room stood up. But before they could see who the intruder was, a small spherical flashbang rolled down to the middle of the floor like a marble.

Bang.

Bright light explodes from the flashbang. Before everyone in the conference room had time to adjust to the sudden darkness, the retina was hit by a bright light as bright as day.

Taking advantage of the momentary blinding of everyone, Batman leaps out of the ventilation duct and lands on the floor of the conference room.

This operation is not a covert infiltration, but seeks to bring everyone down in the shortest possible time. Chu Cheng was finally able to let go of his hands and feet, and the keyboard and mouse were sandwiched through a stormy operation. I saw that Batman was moving like a rabbit, and in an instant, he had knocked out one person and fractured two people.

But soon Chu Cheng found out that something was wrong with these people.

For example, one of the chubby, bald men. Batman broke his arm with a joint skill, according to past experience, this little soldier should have been solved, and he should have rolled on the ground with his arms in his arms after letting go of the series, and it is impossible to have the strength to fight again.

But at this time, the thing was like being beaten with chicken blood, dragging the broken arm and continuing to rush forward fearlessly, as if it didn't feel pain at all.

There are even more outrageous.

Like the flat-headed man. Chu Cheng used the skill of "Rapid Fire Bat Dart" in the middle of the combo, and pressed the number button 1 twice in a row to control Batman to automatically throw a batarang.

The flat-headed man was having a danger mark on his head ready to attack. Batman, who accepted the command, backhanded a dart, and without looking at it, he hit the flat-headed man's raised left hand, slamming his palm into the wall behind him.

I saw that the flat-headed man exerted his strength twice and found that he couldn't pull out the batdar that was nailed to the palm, so he simply took out a dagger with his free right hand, raised the knife and fell, and cut off his entire left palm without changing his face.

During this operation, he was still expressionless, as if he didn't feel the slightest pain, and continued to rush forward with his knife and ignored the severed hand that was spurting blood.

There was also a guy who was kicked by Batman and his leg joints were deformed and misaligned, but he immediately got up as if nothing happened, jumped on one foot and continued to besiege him......

Brain blood and a bunch of other contents sprayed all over the carpet, and the entire conference room seemed to become a devil's paradise, and Chu Cheng seemed to be able to smell a disgusting stench through the screen.

It's a game with a flavor.

This group of crazy people who are not afraid of death made Chu Chengsan crazy. For a moment, he even suddenly felt that he was afraid that it was not quite right to open it, and it felt like he was opening not a superhero theme but some kind of Cthulhu game, and the Batman he played was a classic investigator......

Fortunately, although they are crazy, they are still not a problem in front of Batman, a martial arts master with extreme physical strength and a bunch of black technology props.

Even from another angle, Batman still has a special attack on the madman, and the professional counterpart belongs to yes, and he may not be as handy as other superheroes to deal with the madman.

In just a few minutes, the madmen in the conference room were already on the ground.

There is one last one left.

The flat-headed man struggled to climb up from the wall.

He broke his left hand, suffered a comminuted fracture of his right arm, and dislocated his left leg.

The four limbs have been scrapped, and even if you count the man's legendary third leg, there are only two limbs left, and this can still stand up, and honestly, Chu Cheng admires.

His fierce eyes glared at Batman, as if he wanted to eat him alive with his gaze.

He jumped forward on one foot, his arm slumped and dragged, and the broken arm was still gurgling blood, and the picture was quite terrifying.

Chu Cheng did not raise his vigilance because of the other party's disability, and still faced it cautiously, ready to manipulate Batman to continue the combo.

But before he could make a move, the other party stopped.

Boom.

The flat-headed man's head exploded into a ball of blood.