It cannot be said that nothing has been gained, just the experience of fighting against top masters is already rare." His expression changed slightly: "And the most important point is... with a script like this, the final winner will definitely be improved like a new man.

Hehe..." He laughed for a while: "It seems that you want to take this opportunity to create someone who can compete with Gui Xiao."

"What's wrong with that?" Vincent asked.

"Tsk, tsk, you have ulterior motives, hehe..." Woody's obscene laughter revealed a chill. "Before the game is about to enter the middle stage, the original pattern of the top-level combat power is broken. This is burying the ground for 'chaos'."

Foreshadowing”

"Are you willing to see Guixiao dominate alone?" Vincent said with a smile.

"Hehe... That's not true, but if I have a choice now, I will be like you, let the person who bets stay behind the leading group, in a safer and more advantageous position instead of showing his edge too early." Wu

Dee replied

"It's better to blame Feng Bujue than to blame me." Vincent said: "Even you yourself don't know how far this chess piece in your hand can go...then is he still a chess piece?"

"Hmph..." Woody adjusted his glasses, "I never looked at him as a chess piece from the beginning... People like Feng Bujue are destined to be chess players, not chess pieces.

It can only be played, not controlled.”

…………

A few minutes ago, game world, Gotham City

Feng Bujue launched both grenades, sending Qisha away from the script.

As the status of "Dead" next to Qisha's name in the enemy team column appeared, the system prompt also sounded: "The current mission has been completed, and all main missions have been completed."

The item [Become the only surviving player in the scenario] in the task bar is also checked.

[You have completed the script, it will be automatically transferred after 180 seconds]

"Huh..." Feng Bujue stood up unsteadily, looked at the night sky and let out a long breath.

When the physical energy value returned to above 30 points at an extremely slow speed, he felt much better. At least he could sit, sit, stand, and walk without any obstacles. It seems that this value is a hurdle. When the player's physical energy is exhausted, it returns from 0 to 30.

This period of time can be regarded as an implicit debuff state.

"It seems that your matter has been settled. Now it's time to settle the score between us." At this time, Yeyi's voice came.

Feng Bujue looked back and saw six or seven heroes of the Divine Network standing in a row, looking majestic.

"Tim is not dead," Feng Bujue said, "The video is fake. He is still alive. In the hands of Two-Face, Mr. Dante and I want to frame the Penguin and anger you so that he can become the underground king.

And I... can take advantage of you to lose your mind and rush out to loot the Batcave. Of course, all my original plans were disrupted later."

In just a few sentences, the amount of information is quite large. When the heroes heard the words, their expressions changed several times, with surprise, joy, and doubt accounting for about 30% each. In the end, Yeyi, the leader, stood up and replied: "Even if what you said is

It's true, it's true that you killed the police and assisted Two-Face, you..." Before he could finish his words, he was stunned by Feng Bujue's move.

Brother Jue didn't do anything else, he just took out a tattered cloak.

"There are some things that Bruce can never teach you." Feng Bujue didn't put on the cloak, he just held a corner of the cloth in one hand and let it fly in the air.

"Don't talk to me about the so-called 'crimes.'" Brother Jue's tone became more ups and downs: "There are many people in this city who you regard as lunatics. They spread anarchy and a crazy way of life.

But as long as they still know deep down what anarchism is and what madness is, it still cannot be called complete madness.

Such a group of people can still understand what ‘crime’ is.”

As he spoke, he retreated towards the edge of the building, "And I... am different from them." He showed a strange smile: "My existence is a symbol of anarchy and madness."

"What are you going to do!" Yeyi seemed to realize something and quickly stepped forward and approached Feng Bujue.

"Sinners can be punished, and evil itself cannot be judged, and those who are tempted and fall by it will never disappear." Feng Bujue had reached the edge of the rooftop at this time, and he would fall if he took a step back, but

But he still smiled fearlessly, holding the cloak fluttering in the air with one hand, "I asked my opponent to take off this cloak because I don't want to fight with someone wearing this."

"Listen, jump down from here..." Yeyi also saw what Feng Bujue was going to do, and he began to persuade him

"Those who defend justice will bear the faith and responsibility represented by this cloak." Feng Bujue took the last step, "And those who pursue chaos will eventually return to chaos."

Yeyi rushed forward, trying to catch Feng Bujue, but he only caught the cloak that was thrown out by him.

Crazy laughter roamed freely in the wind, and gradually drifted away in the night sky as Feng Bujue fell.

But in the end, no body fell to the ground...
Chapter completed!