American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

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The explosion of bright lightning completely overwhelmed Fat Boy Bobby.

The extremely high temperature burned the body weighing 200 kilograms to ashes in an instant!

Bang bang bang——

At the same time, more plasma light balls spewed out from the dark corners.

For a moment, it was like a roaring crazy thunderstorm!

"What is this?!"

"ghost!"

"Ball lightning?!"

Mysteries that are clearly beyond human common sense.

The gangsters present were in a state of shock.

They roared, they shouted.

But no one dared to raise their firearms to fight back!

However, wait until Fat Boy Bobby's ashes are blown away by the wind.

When it fell to the ground, someone reacted instantly.

Unfortunately, it's too late!

Countless plasma light balls overwhelmed everyone present.

It even detonated grenades piled on the ground!

Boom boom boom——

The air seemed to tremble.

The violent shock wave shattered all the glass in the Baby Mall, making a crackling sound.

Right now.

One was wearing a black waterproof coat.

Her hair is wrapped in a red turban.

A tall figure with a gas mask on his face slowly stepped out of the shadows.

He faced the remaining flames and heat in the air.

And the flashlight light kept flashing.

The whole person feels like walking on the fresh streets after the rain.

Stepped into this extremely bloody slaughterhouse.

At this moment.

Countless pieces of broken flesh and blood mixed with human ashes.

The ground is covered with potholes.

Occasionally, there will be stumps and broken arms that are still twitching.

Then he was stepped over by a tall silent figure.

Staring at the extremely tragic scenes around him, Rorschach seemed to be used to it.

Even a little discomfort emerged in my heart.

He was also gradually drowned out by the sound of breathing echoing in the mask.

This made him feel like he was back in the 'good' days in the underground alleyways.

However, even Rorschach was mentally prepared.

I still underestimated the power of the plasma pistol again.

It only took more than ten seconds.

More than thirty armed humans completely disappeared from the world.

Although there is also the unexpected factor of grenade explosion.

But this is the real battlefield.

There are always surprises and surprises.

The soles of Rorschach's shoes stepped on sticky flesh.

Through the diffuse smoke.

It was confirmed that there was no one alive in the entire scene.

Rorschach hesitated.

Still, he bent down and picked up the firearm that had not been blown to pieces and melted between flesh and blood.

After simple screening by the simulator.

There were only eighteen firearms left that met the requirements.

Absorbed into cooldown time.

[Increase cooling time: eighteen hours. 】

"What a big loss..."

Rorschach couldn't help but mutter to himself.

I deeply regret my reckless behavior just now.

He originally wanted to sneak into the assassination by setting up a trap.

It wasn't until the dead person made the other party aware.

Then use the powerful plasma pistol to solve the battle.

However, the fat guy was obviously the gang leader.

A crazy pep talk.

While Rorschach was caught off guard, he also had no time to prepare.

He could only use his plasma pistol to make a fool of himself.

Try to stop these guys from breaking out of Hell's Kitchen and causing more casualties.

The result...

Outstanding effect!

At this moment, Rorschach, who was wearing a gas mask, took a deep breath, as if he remembered something.

He turned around and searched his surroundings again.

It's just that the scope is larger.

Sure enough, he came out of several abandoned shelves that were knocked down by the blast wave.

Easily found a dozen black packages.

Opening the zipper, there were stacks of banknotes inside.

This seems to be the life-saving money revealed in Fatty's words.

"Well...it's not a loss."

Rorschach, who had no time to count them, picked up the black packages one by one, turned around and walked towards the door of Baby Mall.

The loud noise of the explosion and the rising smoke will soon attract the police or criminals.

As the culprit, Rorschach needs to stay away from the scene.

However, just as Rorschach walked to the door of Baby Mall.

When one foot has not yet stepped out of the threshold.

Huhuhu——

A dark red short stick suddenly shot out from the dark corner!

Sensing the danger, Rorschach dropped the package in his hand.

The dark Katachan saber was raised in an instant.

The blade is facing forward, blocking the way!

Boom!

With a soft sound, the short metal stick was cut in half by the sharp-edged Catachan saber!

Rorschach's back bowed slightly, and his muscles swelled.

The soles of the military boots bit the ground hard.

The whole person is ready for battle!

at the same time.

A slender figure wearing dark red leather armor also walked out of the shadows.

The short stick in one hand danced slowly and groaned softly.

"Night Stalker?"

Rorschach narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice through the gas mask:

"Don't mind your own business...it's just gang criminals who died here!"

"Red turban? I thought you were just a false character made up by the police to deal with the media..."

The Night Demon wearing a dark red mask listened intently.

The short horns on its head shone slightly, like a pair of devil's fangs.

"Hell's Kitchen is my territory, you've crossed the line...and you shouldn't kill anyone!"

Before he finished speaking, the Night Demon rushed forward.

The short stick in his hand seemed to have life, and suddenly stretched a lot!

The silver stick head attacked like a venomous snake, whipping Rorschach's head.

"Hmph!"

Rorschach snorted coldly from his gas mask.

He didn't say much.

He raised the Catachan saber in his hand slightly.

The blade collided violently with the stick head, completely knocking the opponent away.

However, it was such a short time.

The Night Demon actually came to Rorschach quickly.

The distance between the two sides was less than one meter!

At the same time that the short stick in his hand was pulled back by the steel wire.

One foot stomped on the ground, and the knee wrapped in leather armor hit Rorschach's abdomen!

Rorschach's left hand clenched into a fist.

It fell down with a bang, and almost at the same time hit the Night Demon's knee.

Bang!

The fist and leg intersected, making a dull collision sound.

The huge reaction force also made the two men lean back slightly.

In comparison, Rorschach's reaction was obviously faster.

He immediately followed his subconscious habit.

He took out his plasma pistol and shot the other party.

But his instinct was forcibly controlled by reason.

It also made Rorschach hesitate for a moment.

However, the Night Demon in front of him seemed to have caught Rorschach's small flaw.

He raised one foot high and kicked Rorschach's chest fiercely!

Bang——

Rorschach's strong body flew backwards in an instant, and only landed heavily three meters away!

Seeing that the other party was in a weak position, the Night Demon seemed to be slightly relieved.

He shook the short stick with his palm.

Just as he was about to move forward, he stopped and listened.

At this moment, Rorschach pressed one of his palms on his chest.

The expression on the face behind the mask became much colder.

He slowly got up from the ground and twisted his head slightly.

Rorschach didn't seem to have any intention of taking out the plasma pistol.

Instead, he tore off his waterproof coat and threw it on the ground.

At the same time, Rorschach actually held the Catachan saber in reverse.

With the back of the saber facing outward, he spoke word by word:

"Oh... Matthew Murdoch."

"If I don't beat you into a hospital bed..."

"This matter...is not over!"