Bat Fight Simulator

And obviously, no.

After the player fired his gun to send off the guy who was leading the way, he directly crossed the waiting room originally prepared for him, and even went to the boss refresh point skillfully.

There were no decent obstacles on the way, it was incredibly easy, but even the Trap Knight was confident of escaping unscathed. He sneered, could it be that he, the mighty Arkham Knight, couldn't kill a penguin.

It's really fucking embarrassing.

The two guns were held firmly in his hands. If he was lucky, he would knock him out. If he was not lucky, he would go straight to hell and fall in love with the resentful souls in the hands of these scum. Even the guns that appeared on the walls and corners were violently destroyed.

The knight's physical fitness is indeed much higher than that of normal people, even those bat vigilantes. After receiving Slade's serum, he can even ignore the penetrating injuries caused by ordinary firearms.

As for the scars and marks on his body that somehow couldn't be healed with the presence of healing factors like his back, the knight himself didn't care. There was nothing extravagant to ask for. It was enough for him to continue fighting.

The boss' office of the Iceberg Restaurant was kicked open. The knight was not surprised that there was no penguin in it at all. Important items had obviously been moved, but he was surprised to see the red hood sitting in the boss's chair.

What's going on? It was obvious that the Iceberg Restaurant had not changed hands, and the Red Hood subconsciously looked up after hearing the noise.

"Tsk, are you the mercenary called by Cobot?"

"In a sense, he did invite me here."

The knight turned his gun and shrugged and was about to make a joke. He was not prepared to conflict with his peers, but the red hood was obviously more extreme and crazy than he thought. After getting the answer, he did not let the knight do anything more. Explain, instead just press a button on the armrest.

"Hello!"

The room was suddenly enveloped in red light, and beams of fire were aimed at the Arkham Knight who had just entered through the door. The players were very dissatisfied. What happened? What on earth is Red Hood going crazy about?

However, this level of combat does not allow players to be distracted and can only focus on finding bunkers to avoid.

The Red Hood obviously didn't think that this level of sniping could kill the knight. He directly jumped over the desk with his long legs and left the position.

Waiting for the knight to gradually avoid the blank space of the bullets rolling here and attack at the same time, the crowbar fell fiercely and cracked the floor tiles. The wrist flipped directly from top to bottom and then turned horizontally towards the knight's face.

Naturally, Arkham Knight was not a vegetarian. He did not dodge at all. He directly used his physical strength to catch the attack with his palm, then pulled it back along with the force and raised his fist.

The two of them fought each other in a room that had been washed away by bullets. The Red Hood ignored the player's doubts and struck mercilessly. The knight was also annoyed. He didn't have a good temper to begin with, but there was real anger between the two.

In terms of physical fitness, the knight injected with the serum is better, but the Red Hood is not far behind. His madness and paranoia make his attackers not care at all, not only does he not care about getting hurt, but he no longer cares about killing people.

"Arkham Knight, ha, what a good code name. I will kill you first, then Penguin, and then Black Mask..."

"I'll tell everyone—"

"I'm Batman."

"I will be Gotham's most fitting, most feared new Shadow."

The red hood raised his hand and wiped off the blood on his face with his palm. His expression was even more sinister than when he first met. His cold green eyes were staring at the man in front of him. The same armor was damaged, but the blue hood was still intact on his head. Guy.

The information he got was that the guy in front of him was the Penguin's trump card to stay and kill him after learning that he was coming, or to delay the time for the businessman to hide in a more hidden corner.

So now, he will first use this guy's blood to warn those gutter rats.

…

"Fuck! You should really soak your head in the water and wake up."

The knight directly cursed and even raised his middle finger to his opponent. If he hadn't realized that the Penguin was plotting against him, then he could go to Gotham Bay to brainstorm with this obviously abnormal peer. But the problem Is his explanation useful now? In other words, can Red Hood really listen to his explanation now?

"I mean, believe it or not, I'm just a well-meaning Gotham citizen passing by ready to teach Penguin a lesson."

The player was strong and did not give up the explanation, and the Red Hood ruthlessly punched him. The player yelled angrily, "Don't come out to harm others if you are not in good mental condition!" !

The Arkham Knight, whose mental state was between Schrödinger's stability and collapse, did not hold back any more. The two of them attacked each other fatally like an undying feud, but with the healing factor, the Knight was even better. .

The knight grabbed the red hood by the neck and threw him to the ground, closing his palms. Lift your knees and place them on your opponent's abdomen.

The enemy who reacted quickly used the butt of the gun to hit the head hard. If it weren't for the hood, the player would have no doubt that he would have a bloody head. However, his head was dizzy because of such a direct hit.

The hood was declared scrapped in such a fierce battle. It was smashed into a gap. The breathing and filtering circulation system failed. The hood, which had been hit by many attacks before and left cracks, fell to the ground in pieces.

So the knight didn't pay attention, and then he remembered that although he was not facing Batman, he was facing a peer.

It was obvious that the red hood, which was originally filled with murderous intent, was stunned when he saw the knight's face. His eyes instinctively remembered the facial features and then fell on the J-shaped mark on the face.

In the eyes of the players, there was a sense of déjà vu of a cat being strangled by the back of its neck. The inexplicable fight between the two ended when the initiator finally calmed down. The sudden silence of the Red Hood made the Knight very uncomfortable. He muttered a few swear words and raised his voice.

"Fuck! What do you mean now? Can you bear to see my face?"

Then the Knight punched the man who was pressed under him but had loosened his throat without hesitation.

Good news, the fight that had just stopped did not start again.