The Knights of the DC House

"You look very excited?" Seeing that Ke Wen couldn't hide his emotions and was shaking his body because of the rewards prompted by the system in his mind, both Dick and Damian asked strangely.

Three criminal gangs, are they so excited?

"Of course, it's my first time to get n... ah, after killing so many scum, I think I can brag about it." Ke Wen, who almost leaked out of excitement, quickly changed his words. As for what Ke Wen accidentally said,

Dick and Damian didn't get too entangled. They looked at the police appearing below and then planned to leave.

By the time he returned to Dick's residence, it was almost four o'clock. Although he had the physique of a Showa reformer, Ke Wen still felt sleepy and wanted to turn around and leave directly, returning to the warm bed of his own home.

It's just that it's not possible now. Now that the largest companies in the population trade in Nazionale City have been solved, it also means that Damian's vacation in Nazionale City is over and he has to return to Gotham.

"I booked a train ticket to Gotham at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. I will take you back to find Alfred." Dick handed Damian a glass of juice and said.

"Huh, whatever you want." Taking the juice from Dick, Damian took it back unhappily and drank the drink in a muffled voice.

Seeing Damian showing such a childish look, Ke Wen couldn't help but want to laugh. Damian looked like a child in this way, with his face wrinkled all day long and full of hatred. His expression seemed to say

It’s not me that’s wrong, it’s the world. Why bother? Life is only so limited. If you don’t live happily for yourself, aren’t you making yourself uncomfortable?

"It seems that you have already made arrangements, so I'd better withdraw first, Dick. If you don't mind, could you please have a chat?" Seeing that he had nothing to do, Ke Wen was about to leave, and greeted Dick before leaving.

Dick was also a little curious about Ke Wen's invitation, but he still followed him. The two of them walked to the door. Ke Wen glanced inside at Damian who was still drinking juice, and then said to Dick: "Although this is yours

It's a family matter, but I still have some suggestions. If you have time, take Damian out to relax more. He is a good kid, but he is a little paranoid. I think Batman still doesn't know how to deal with children of this grade.

, you and I are both people who have been here before, talk to him more."

"Wow, you care so much about Damian? That's good news for him." Dick joked.

"What are you talking about? I just care about you. Life is not easy. Find more happy things for yourself. Don't always make things so dark. That's it. Let's go. Have a nice trip to Gotham."

After giving Dick two mouthfuls of chicken soup, Ke Wen stopped talking and left. On the way back, Ke Wen also tried his best to think about the DC comics he had read. After all, the world seems to be more interested in animated movies and cartoons.

The world view that combines comics and TV series has nothing to do with the movie universe that has not yet been expanded. Ke Wen doesn’t know if a big event like Injustice will happen, but to be prepared, at least Dick and Dammy must

An established a good relationship. If Robin really kills Nightwing, that would be a big deal.

Yes, Ke Wen has figured it out. He is very Buddhist. If there is no system, even if he knows that he has come to this DC world where gods fight, he will not do anything to change his destiny.

Live if you can, and die if you can't. This is fate. But since there is a system and he is forced by the system to complete various seemingly dangerous tasks, Ke Wen knows that he cannot escape.

No matter what, he will be involved in the whirlpool of various major events in DC. He even thinks that he may have entered the list of the Sky Eye Society and Batman. In this case, he will work hard to accumulate points and unlock the knight suit.

, giving yourself a little more confidence in survival. In the old Heisei decade, except for the imperial knights, the upper limit was basically there, but in the new Heisei, excluding the unfinished z-io, the remaining nine knights,

There are too many areas that can be developed, and coupled with his own three-color domineering training system, he is not without the ability to fight with Uncle Da.

[Forget it, don’t think about this anymore, let’s go back and count the rewards this time. In the end, you still have to be strong when you are forging iron.] Putting away those miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, Ke Wen, who was jumping between the buildings, also returned to his home.

He began to count the rewards issued to him by the system one by one. Drive ambulance, needless to say, this is a good thing. It has saved the life of the old driver many times when he was about to die, but Ke Wen has not yet figured out whether this small prop can

Use it directly. After all, the veteran driver can use it because he has Mr. Belt, but he has nothing.

"System, can this ambulance be used alone?"

"Inevitable, host, every mobile speed chariot is a program with self-intelligence, and does not need to be equipped with a Drive belt to use it."

The system's explanation made Ke Wen feel at ease. Otherwise, if he summoned a speed-moving chariot, it would be of no use at all. Then he would be embarrassed. Then Ke Wen didn't waste any time. He just let the system use it while he still had some energy.

Three chances to draw. The three roulette wheels with the Dream Vegas pattern in Old Driver are spinning in the space. It seems that Ke Wen’s luck has been very good since he failed to win the five draws at the beginning, at least

Every time I get some pretty good gadgets.

"Congratulations to the host, I didn't draw anything~" Damn it@#￥, Ke Wen now seriously doubts whether the lottery was secretly manipulated by this evil system. Just now he thought that his luck has always been good, but he was tricked by the system.

A naughty reminder.

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a single lost drive. You can carry it with you or place it in the system space for summoning."

"Congratulations to the host, you have used up three lottery opportunities."

Before Ke Wen had time to curse, he was stunned by two very good and very bad messages from the system. Lost Drive, what a good thing. The belt used for transformation in the W world has its own calling function, but the problem is

, without memory, I don’t even have the function of calling the microphone. Why is this thing so funny!

"Damn it, you are so unkind to the system. At least give me a memory. This thing of yours has no use other than to show off."

"I can't help it, it's just luck in a lottery, but you can buy it."

"What a slang! I can afford it and I can use it!" Ke Wen almost cried when he saw the W series memories with millions of points each, especially the eternal memory of Brother E, the villain of the movie version of Knight Knight.

Body, my mother has the same points as Brother Heisei. Ke Wen expressed strong condemnation on behalf of the Rider Protection Association!

Cursing secretly, Ke Wen still placed the lost drive in the space. He thought he could escape the spell of the G3 armor, but looking at it like this, he seemed to have to wear it for a while. He looked at his current situation with some waning interest.

The props I have, ten cans from Sandan, the veteran driver’s speed tank, W’s lost drive, the rest is better than nothing, and an original soldier training card with no time limit. In the spirit of the lack of good knight armor, use

Ke Wen clicked on the idea of ​​supplementing the three-color domineering energy.

"Hey!" It was a familiar voice again. There were still the same 15 card repairing combat soldiers, but their clothes were slightly different. There was a bone pattern on the chest. They rushed towards me with a machete, and their arms were wrapped in armed colors.

After blocking for a moment, Ke Wen let out a scream, and was cut away by a sword from the combat soldier who repaired the card.

"Damn it! What the hell are you calling a soldier?! The system is playing tricks on me!" Ke Wen couldn't help but cursed while covering his bleeding arm.

"Oh, I forgot to tell the host before. The training card used by the host before has the lowest level of combat effectiveness of the card-repairing minions. As a villain organization that has been involved from Showa to the Heisei movie version, do you think the combat effectiveness of the card-repairing minions is the lowest level?

So what? These are so-called elite-level bone combatants. Their combat power is basically between ten and fifteen times that of ordinary people. You can understand them as super soldiers. Otherwise, do you think the title of Showa Rogue is fake?

Host, you still have to work hard~"

Listening to the system's complaints, Ke Wen no longer had the intention to curse. I dared to think that after being around for so long, I was still at the level where I could only fight super soldiers and be counter-killed. The comparison before and after was not to mention how terrible it was. I thought.

Without even thinking about it, Ke Wen directly summoned the high-imitation Lake Toya, removed the gravity environment, wrapped the weapons in color, and rushed directly towards the 15 original super soldiers, starting a painful night of training.