012 This demon is too cooperative
"Do you think I'm a fool or are you a fool?"
Bruce Wayne asked.
This is also normal, just like Iron Man will treat the other person as a psychopath before he meets Doctor Strange.
After all, these science students are trouble, magic is the right way, and science is a crooked thing.
Unreliable.
Think about Ultron, think about Skynet, it's not a good thing.
At this time, Xia Wumeng suddenly laughed mysteriously.
"You underestimate the demons, they are always ready to attack the world, and parasitic on you rich people is their first plan."
Then Xia Wumeng looked at the window and said indifferently.
"Demons over there, come out, I already know you've been out there observing for a long time."
Of course, this sentence was said by Xia Wumeng, he originally planned to talk nonsense, and then find John Constantine's guy to summon a demon, hearing is false, seeing is believing, as long as Batman sees what the demon looks like, he will believe it, although he may also think that this is John's hypnosis.
After all, people who love science and like to use high technology are always using science to explain theology, but they don't know that it doesn't make sense at all.
However, Bruce didn't say anything yet, and the Okita general Sima Shang on the side leaned against Xia Wumeng's side with a knife in both hands.
"Master, be careful, I feel the breath coming from over there, a very evil breath."
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No, I'm just right when I say it.
Xia Wumeng thought alone in his heart.
And one person's hand was lying directly on the window.
"Ahh I didn't expect to be discovered! It's terrible. â
With the lights flickering, a man in a white suit climbed in through the window.
"Pretending to be a ghost!"
The irascible Bruce directly took out the batrang and threw it at the other man's arm.
The sharp batarang is made of a special alloy, and it is easy to cut through the arm of a normal person, but Batman still doesn't understand, Yin Yin's batarang should be much stronger than the old goods bought in the antique store by Okita Soji, but there is no way to damage the broken knife.
Moreover, when the other party used a knife and his super strong alloy bayonet sword to slash, there was no such thing as a broken blade because of the difference in hardness of the material.
Everything was as Batman expected, and the batrang quickly cut off the opponent's arm.
Red blood splattered directly on the floor, as well as wrists that were still trying to move.
But instead of howling or acting aggressively in the pain, the severed wrist reached out and picked up the severed hand that had fallen to the floor.
", Okita, kill him quickly."
Xia Wumeng couldn't help but burst into foul language when he saw the other party's actions.
The guy picked up the severed hand and ate it alive in front of them.
Click! Click! Click!
It reminds people of the crisp feeling when they bite the chicken claws, but whether it is Xia Wumeng or Batman, they only have a cold in their hearts.
Soji Okita wasn't too excited, and she didn't feel scared, maybe because she had seen something more disgusting than this.
Xia Wumeng didn't know about this kind of thing, but when Xia Wumeng issued the order, Okita Soji directly crossed the distance between the two and instantly appeared in the back of the other party's head.
"Drink!"
Hold the long knife and slash hard!
The other party's head fell directly to the ground.
But the head that fell to the ground suddenly opened its blood-red eyes, and then the blood on the ground continued to gather together, drawing a strange symbol on the ground.
"What the hell is this?"
Batman couldn't help but speak when he looked at the existence of such a supernatural thing in front of him.
"I told you it's a demon!"
Xia Wumeng also shouted loudly.
"I thought it was just an alien, just like the Met's shenyin who wears underwear over and thinks he's protecting humanity."
"You mean Superman? That guy was just an alien, not a god, and the guy in front of him was just a demon, not a god. â
Batman looked at this guy with no head, and the other party was still laughing wildly, if this guy is not a god, then how terrifying is the real god, immortal and immortal, heaven and earth, omnipotent.
Bruce's mind was full of almost every possibility.
"I think we should deal with this guy now."
Xia Wumeng interrupted Batman's thoughts, and now he should indeed prioritize dealing with this demon.
And Batman took out an RPG bazooka directly from his four-dimensional bat belt.
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Xia Wumeng's whole person looked stupid.
No, you don't have a bazooka in such a small belt.
However, Batman would not give Xia Wumeng a chance to complain, and spoke directly.
"Little girl over there, let it go!"
Bang!
The rockets were fired directly at the demon, and a violent explosion occurred in the small living room.
The scorching heat brought by the high temperature made Xia Wumeng's hair begin to smell burning.
Fortunately, at the last moment, Okita Soji directly knocked him down.
So it didn't hurt too much, it's just ......
After Xia Wumeng opened his eyes, he found that there was something wrong with Okita Soji and his position.
The main thing is that I subconsciously want to catch something, but I end up pinching the wrong place.
"Why does this kind of welfare plot that only happens in two-dimensional animation make me encounter it in this kind of world!"
Xia Wumeng just finished speaking, and Okita was shy.
"That...... Master, can you let go of your hand? âĶâĶ I'm going to be embarrassed if you keep pinching it. â
"Oh! I'm so sorry. â
Xia Wumeng reluctantly took his hand down, although it was only for a moment, although the explosion just now attracted too much attention to him, but only in less than a second
And Okita Soji, who was too shy, didn't stand up yet, and directly vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
"ÎĢ_(ęŠā―ęŠãâ ) vomit!"
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It seems that this kind of thing will happen, so Xia Wumeng doesn't think there is any problem, if there is a problem, it should be Okita's blood spit on his clothes.
It's time to take a good shower.
On the demon's side, the red circle has taken shape, and a brimstone-smelling guy is trying to crawl out of hell.
And at this time, a gunshot rang out.
The demon was shot in the head.
A sassy guy came in a trench coat to meet the moonlight.
You know, his bayonet sword can break the rebar directly when it hits the threaded rebar.
But the knife, which was less than the thickness of the index finger, was so durable.