Bat Fight Simulator

Also, this live broadcast was clearly visible to every claw in the system backpack.

Of course, it didn't matter if the surveillance was destroyed, Messiah would always find a way to let the claws see the images he wanted to show them.

Although he really doubted whether the weak, pitiful, and helpless noble lords and ladies could find out and cause damage.

But what Messiah didn't expect was that the old man didn't flee like a frightened rabbit after discovering that his hometown was raided, but after observing the current situation in the court, he was so arrogant that he stupidly thought it was just a thief.

Well, Jason taught him not to curse people like this, so Messiah profiled it and roughly understood that this kind of people are really afraid of death.

But they are also too high and mighty, just like a peaceful life will smooth the edges of a warrior. These guys who only know how to intrigue and are conceited have been pampered for too long, and their slow reaction to danger makes Messiah helpless.

Although they were angry and lost their property, they still thought complacently that even if someone used the claws, the dogs they trained by themselves would not pose a threat to them.

As for the gold and silver treasures, they were not worth mentioning to them.

As the night deepened, more and more owls arrived. Some of them had claws around them, while others were empty.

Just as Messiah asked at the beginning, if there were no claws, they would make a new batch. Anyway, there were so many orphans in Gotham, and they could make any claws they wanted.

And they also had some remaining claws around them, and some were even hidden in more secret places.

It was really like a mouse digging a hole, one nest after another.

The player curled his lips. He also knew that many things could not be solved by killing, but as Messiah used the system more and more, the map he developed became more convenient.

How could a normal person monitor so many people 24 hours a day? It doesn't matter, he can do it.

The convenience of using the system was so great that Messiah even felt that the system was his ability, and that the so-called mobile phone elf was more like something trying to take over.

Once such an idea came up, it could not be erased. Although the system had not done anything that could really threaten the player, it was true that it tried to influence Messiah's thoughts and cognition.

Looking at the owl below, Messiah suddenly thought, is it possible that he almost became the "claw" controlled by such a greedy and selfish scumbag?

As for whether this speculation could accidentally hurt the system, the dog operation had no human rights in the players anyway.

Originally, the players wanted to kill them one by one, but they didn't expect the owls to be so stubborn.

They didn't even plan to move their nests.

That's right, after all, this is also the happy home where the owls have lived for generations, not to mention that they have not been forced to have a second home.

Seeing the empty freezer, some owls couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and there were also some mocking voices. Are they so confident that Sharp Claw should be their loyal dog both physically and mentally?

And the fact is indeed just one word, yes.

The player narrowed his beautiful blue eyes. He had waited long enough and confirmed that most of the owls were here. In fact, this was a big gain he didn't expect.

After all, he thought he had to start a round of whack-a-mole first, and then fight wits and courage with the Bat Family who heard the news, and then work hard to carry out his own court to completely destroy the plan.

It's so funny. The player will never give them a chance to spring back to life. Give him three months, and he can pull out all the owls in the world and solve them.

It's hopeless and direct. If there is value in use, you can squeeze it, or order the owls to buy their lives with our favorite power and status.

As for what to do after patting their butts and leaving at that time, of course it's cold.

There are the Justice League and the Bat Family here, and they are famous for being nosy.

Even if those nobles temporarily shake the economy of Gotham, there is Tim Drake. Even if they can't work overtime, there are still Bruce Wayne and Damian Wayne. Why not let them work overtime together?

If it doesn't work, you can also pick on Dick and the old butler. The whole family should work overtime in a neat and tidy manner. Then Jason, as an extra-member of the Bat family, can laugh at them and secretly help the black forces to the best of his ability.

Well, it seems that Jason is also forced to work overtime.

It's not impossible. Players have made great contributions to the emotional relationship of the Bat family.

When you go to work, you don't have so much time to think about whether the old bat likes my set.

That's great. Players are still very happy. Jason in this universe will get rid of the bitter sea of ​​emo and enter a happy future full of overtime.

Thinking of happy things, players are more motivated to kill people. The high-tech equipment of this underground building has been invaded by him a long time ago, and those owls dare to be confident that there is no problem here.

Because they trusted the convenient tools built with countless money, Messiah thought mercilessly, and then closed the base.

What escape route, what connecting in all directions, various paths, don't be ridiculous, now in terms of understanding, these people underground don't know this place as deeply as Messiah.

He can even find the rat holes in the wall bricks accurately.

Messiah jumped down from the darkness, his blue eyes colder than any data, and took the initiative to kill the claws present.

Maybe their coffins were not here, or Messiah collected a few empty coffins, but it was obvious that the claws that were alive and kicking and could fight could not be classified as corpses. After all, according to logic, a real corpse would not hit people.

If they cannot be counted as dead objects, they cannot be put into the backpack, so Messiah will kill them quickly.

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