Bat Fight Simulator

Soon Jason left Wayne Manor directly after having breakfast. Batman wanted to keep the person, but in the end he didn't force him to stay.

Yeyi quickly returned to his city. He didn't sleep all night and had to go to work today.

However, he was already late for most of the day, so Dick directly asked for leave to catch up on some sleep.

The old butler continued to go back to the busy Wayne Manor above.

Only Red Robin and Batman were left in the entire Batcave.

"Bruce, go get some rest. You haven't had any rest all night."

Batman stared at Red Robin silently, and Tim had no choice but to continue speaking.

"I've already slept."

"A coma cannot be considered rest."

"Okay, but I can help you. Look, there are so many files." The computer screen is densely packed with information that needs to be screened, but Batman is indeed a dictatorial bastard.

Finally, the little red bird left the Batcave, cursed and went to sleep, and could still hear faint sounds coming from behind.

"Don't be like Jason."

In the end, only Bruce Wayne is left in the Batcave.

On the other side, the player AKA Arkham Knight.

Still haven't struggled out of the warm and comfortable bed in the safe house.

Uh-huh, the blue kitten got eaten by the bed.

Thinking like this, I couldn't help but wrap myself up in the quilt tightly on the bed and roll around like a cat for several times.

Only the rebellious messy short hair was exposed in a circle of towel rolls. After lying down for a while, Didi's communication suddenly vibrated on the bedside. The player was confused and guessed that it was the death knell.

Yawning profusely, he closed his eyes and stretched out his arms to fumble around. He fumbled up and down the soft quilt for a while, and finally found the contact device under the bed that he had thrown carelessly last night.

While squirming back on the bed, he raised his hand and put this delicate gadget to his ear, ready to listen to the other party's report.

"Knight, what are you going to do with those people next?"

A deep male voice came, and it was indeed Slade.

In fact, not many people know about this communication line. They are basically the knight's trusted confidants, and they are the other eyes he uses to control the army.

However, we still have to prevent the tragedy of opening one's mouth, only to find Batman talking to the opposite person.

"How to deal with it, of course give them what they want."

After all, mercenaries are loyal to knights because they are well paid.

He has never drawn any big cookies for them. Many people can see that this military organization will not last long at all. Rather than continuing to survive and then being taken advantage of by Hydra, it is better to disperse in a hurry.

The resources of the entire organization can be used as compensation. Even if Hydra wanted it, wouldn't they be willing to spend a lot of energy to catch a group of mercenaries running around? If they were evenly divided, the little things in their hands would really be enough to fill their teeth. Less than.

Hey, make them mad.

Players who really hate Hydra's stuff are enjoying themselves. This gesture is not knightly at all. Fortunately, there is no possibility of surveillance nearby.

But the tone of his voice was exactly the same as that of the knight.

Deathstroke on the other side got the answer and went to work quickly.

As for those tedious disbandment tasks, players naturally do not need to worry about it personally. After all, he is the biggest boss.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the player lay in bed for a while before finally crawling out.

In fact, more often than not, knights wake up neatly, and players are half asleep, like wandering ghosts, but they are almost awake after brushing their teeth, washing up, and changing clothes.

Now that Jason's plug-in is offline, players are a little lazy. They spent twenty minutes doing daily five-minute tasks, and then finally changed into their daily sweatshirts and jeans.

As a result, I passed by the sofa on the way to the gate and was successfully captured again. I wrapped myself in a blanket and lay softly on it for a while.

Facts have proved that the small game "I'll just squint for five minutes" does have a gambling element in it.

In the afternoon, the afterglow of dusk shone on the face, and the player who woke up rubbed his eyes and finally became energetic!

And at night, he is even more energetic. His blue eyes are bright and sharp, with a unique vitality and vitality.

So bats are indeed nocturnal creatures!

Players even went out to buy groceries and prepare meals for themselves.

It was a Chinese dinner, and he was a little fed up with those hamburgers, cheese and mashed potatoes. It was too greasy.

So tonight I made myself a delicious meal of pork ribs, chicken soup, stir-fried pork with vegetables, and a bowl of green onion and egg soup.

The aroma of meat and vegetables makes players who haven't eaten in the morning or noon even hungrier.

He quickly and neatly brought all the food to the computer table, and even put a tall glass on it, even though it was filled with Coke.

When he turned around again, he ran directly into a large breastplate with a black bat printed on it.

I subconsciously took a few steps back, but fortunately I didn't knock over my dinner. The player lowered his head to confirm whether he would continue to be hungry tonight, and then raised his head to come face to face with the big black figure who had arrived late at night.

The other party was obviously well prepared, and he didn't know how long he had been looking for the knight's safe house. He probably hadn't slept since yesterday.

The two of them stood in the small bedroom, staring at each other in silence, in front of the steaming hot food, and the eight o'clock romance drama was playing on the computer screen.

In the end, the player directly broke this inexplicable dead atmosphere because of his stomach growling.

"Are you hungry?"

Congratulations on entering v, spread flowers

Player: Batman, don't wear a breastplate next time you come over, otherwise it will hurt my face.

Sigh↓

Arkham Knight appears: (bitter and vengeful, heavy atmosphere)

Player appears: (immediately turns into a light comedy)

Player: Fight, fight, start a new war in Gotham to fight for me (holding a rose) (being pricked by thorns) (being strong)

Player: Beauty is only for the strong (grimacing while being pricked while speaking)