Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1768: The real sub-question, strength does not allow (1 more)

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Ten minutes later, when he arrived at the final action location, Eddie looked at the information and realized: his new boss is really kind, and tonight is still a free sub-question at the end.

On the virtual light screen in front of him, there were more than twenty people in a small three-story building not far away.

Looking at the number of people, and the hot and cold weapons on and around these people specially marked on the light screen, he was a little nervous: "What should we do next?"

Selena: "The equipment is given to you, don't you know the rest when you walk in?"

Eddie: ... Isn't that what it means to let yourself rush in and fight all over

Selena: "Remember, the minimum requirement is that all criminals go to the hospital for two months."

Eddie: "Well, they don't have health insurance, so they may not have the money to go to the hospital."

What a clever little ghost you are! Selena muttered in her heart: "It's okay to stay in bed at home for three months."

Eddie admitted that he was too young.

Hearing this, he almost felt guilty: it was a bit embarrassing to make these little bastards have to lie down for an extra month.

But the new boss ordered that he still owed 50 points for the equipment rental fee, so he couldn't help but hit someone.

Taking a deep breath, he strode out of the bushes and headed straight for the gate of the three-story building.

The two gangsters smoking grass at the door didn't take a serious look at them at all. It wasn't until Eddie stood two meters away in front of them that he stared blankly: "You..."

"Hey, what kind of cospy is this?" A gangster who had obviously been in contact with the cospy circle was surprised.

The end result of being too high is that you can't control yourself. The gangster said and laughed: "You think you are Batman! Wear a plastic shell and come out to pretend to be a show. If you don't want to die, get out of here."

Selena in the car in the distance sighed: "The gangsters in San Francisco are not as soft as New York, they are kind!"

Luke lowered his back, raised his legs, and put them on the front desk on the left side of the steering wheel. He held coffee in one hand and an egg tart in the other: "It's so nice. Now those gangsters in New York run into people with similar dresses and slip away immediately, which makes people feel like they're in trouble." I'm too embarrassed to do it."

Selena was surprised: "Are you still embarrassed?"

Luke: "Of course, there is a Batman doll standing in front of the hall, and you have to pray to it every day before going to work."

Not to mention, the method of New York gangsters is quite effective, at least the bottom layer of the petty thieves rarely breaks, and the brain hurts for two days.

In contrast, these gangsters in San Francisco still adhere to the characteristics of the United States - lying righteously, cheating pearls, and stealing freely.

This is not what Luke said, but the original words of Pompeo, the former US Secretary of State and former cia director, when he gave a speech at the university: "We lie, we cheat, and we steal. We also have a course dedicated to teaching these. This is the glory of America's continuous exploration and progress."

At that time, the college students in the audience applauded enthusiastically, and the question Pompeo answered was a college student's question about foreign policy.

Obviously, Americans habitually don't take "others" seriously.

Luke is also an American in this life, and he is also a Texan, so his behavior in the "outside" is always so unrestrained.

Selena rolled her eyes: "Yeah, I pray every day that I don't meet us, this level of devotion can be considered a fanatic."

Luke didn't take it seriously: "Of course, decent beliefs hope that God will stay in heaven honestly, otherwise it would be embarrassing for everyone to meet every day."

In the world's mainstream myths about Buddhism and Taoism, the Western Ji Lord was betrayed by a traitor, resurrected for dozens of days after his death, and then went to heaven.

The Buddha became enlightened and then went to heaven.

When the Chinese Lao Tzu learned the Tao, he also rode away on an ox.

The subtext of these legends all have the same meaning: You are always so great, so hurry up and go to heaven, and lose your place with mortals!

This is why Luke decisively let Batman "ascension" in the first place.

People who are too perfect should not exist in this world.

The two are chatting here, and the newly released "Transformed Warrior" Eddie has already started tonight's performance.

He tried to recall the Batman video he had seen - it must be Batman's, not the Dark Knight, and put on what he thought was the most intimidating posture.

As we all know, Batman is the existence that scares villains the most.

Those blood-red eyes, as well as the burly bat armor, are the nightmares that many bosses often wake up in the middle of the night.

Of course, Eddie is not wearing the bat armor of previous generations. Those sets were all kept in the basement as souvenirs at Selena's request.

What Luke gave him was an experimental armor that went off the rails.

During the design, Lu Xingren just wanted to have fun, and pursued the appearance for a rare time. After all, people are not fun.

As a result, after the battle armor was built, the combat ability could not satisfy the members of the bat team, so no one wore it to fight.

But since this armor is cospy style, its shape is obviously different from most of Luke's armor styles, just one word - handsome.

The difference between the bat armor and it is like the difference between the Hulk armor and the small Gundam.

Anti-Hulk must meet all kinds of combat needs. No matter how rich you are, you just try to look as good as possible, and you will never make a good-looking product for the sake of looking good.

As for the Gundam, aerodynamics, fluid mechanics, and classical mechanics are all aside, handsome is enough.

This is also the reason why the gangster at the door thought Eddie was a cospy lover for the first time.

Because everyone thinks that only armor like Batman and Iron Man is the most convenient for hitting people.

Not to mention the exaggerated shape of the battle armor in front of him, there are two huge metal wings on the back, it is difficult to move normally, let alone hit people.

Eddie wasn't angry.

On the way here, he had personally tested it.

This set of weird battle armor really suits him, even if he uses it this time, he owes half a million dollars, and he doesn't feel bad about it.

On the virtual light screen, the two gangsters at the door were smudged with a layer of light red as a whole.

This shows that the criminal records of the two are at least at the level of petty villains.

Not only them, but everyone in the small building will have this discoloration reminder.

The color change from light red to dark red represents the increase of crime value.

The task requirement is that the dark red target must break all four limbs, the big red target must have at least one limb broken, and the light red minions are free to do so.

Seeing a gangster coming up to swear and push him, Eddie just raised his hand and pinched the opponent's wrist, turned him around, and pushed him towards the wall at the door.

Boom! Click!

The bastard put a hole in the wall with his head.

It's not that he has iron head skills, it's just that there are polymer sheets with ordinary strength.

But at this moment, the other party's eyes were full of little stars, and he lay down on the ground with an expression of "the world has nothing to do with me".

The other gangster was taken aback for a moment, and reached out to touch the handle of the gun on the back of his waist.

Eddie followed the gourd painting, grabbed his shoulder and pushed it, and also forced it to circle, and pushed it again.

Boom!

The guy slammed his face flat against the wall, his vision went dark, and he passed out.

The face is always without iron.

That's the price of guns.

Feeling that the little bastard he used to fear like a tiger suddenly became as weak as a chicken, Eddie couldn't help sighing in his heart: Sure enough, it wasn't that he wanted to keep a low profile before, but his strength didn't allow it.