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For The_ruce, tonight's ceremony is not a "game" at all, it's just an "execution".
Every year, he and his army secretly arrest a few people who are against the bat, or who are not loyal to the "faith". Then use Dr. Clipper's technology to transform them into super criminals. Then, on the night of December 21, he released the men for what he called a game of chase.
On the face of it, everyone has a chance to win. As long as the "villains" can kill The_ruce, they can be free; and as long as the civilians kill any villain, they can get the chance to challenge the king of Gotham and replace him.
But actually... everything is under The_ruce's control. The vehicles of the "thugs" have been tampered with; their brains are messed up with chips; their actions are always under surveillance; and the weapons issued to them are all only one bullet...
In the past few years, no one has even been able to escape from a vehicle. The reason is simply that they cannot break free from seat belts or other restraints without tools or external help. All they can do is to drive around the city in a state of confusion, and finally die in a car accident or pursued by The_ruce.
Only on rare occasions do "villains" get killed by armed townspeople. Once that happens, The_ruce will keep his promise and fight the challenger head-on. But the result of the battle... As mentioned above, the civilians in this universe are ordinary people through and through. And The_ruce's body is a war machine that has been transformed over the years. Winning or losing - it's self-evident.
So, to put it bluntly... the annual "ceremony" is actually a blood sacrifice with strong religious overtones.
In order to let those people who are tortured by tyranny and poverty gain catharsis and strengthen their faith; to let them experience the power and kindness of bats; to remind them how horrible life is in the days without bats... This ritual will continue .
"Gordon, I will rest for fifteen minutes after killing the two-faced man. Let the 'Robins' locate the coordinates of Harley and Poison Ivy, ready for the next kill." The_ruce is in the process of flying the plane to Xiaotan , is already planning the next move.
"Uh... About this." Gordon's voice sounded from the opposite side of the walkie-talkie, he seemed hesitant, "Two minutes ago, Poison Ivy's tracking signal was also interrupted... now her and the clown's whereabouts are unknown." He paused , "And... that Harley... she... She got a cold weapon from somewhere, and used it to destroy all the mobile cameras trying to approach her, and also hacked two of our hovering airships... I can only order Units should not approach her for the time being."
"What did you say?" Ruce couldn't believe his ears (in this independent parallel universe, there is no Justice League-related settings), "Are you crazy? Is she an alien?" He had some He drank angrily, "Forget it... I'll talk about it when I get back from the two-faced man." After Ruce finished speaking, he cut off the communication, because by this time, his Batplane had arrived near the two-faced man's out-of-control aircraft .
"Do you have faith?" Ruce turned on the radio function on the plane, hovered in mid-air, and shouted to the civilians below.
"We have!" "Praise the bat!" "Loyal to the bat!" "Long live the god of the bat!" The crowd below responded like a tsunami.
"Okay, then... I'll give you two-faced people!" Ruce said, controlling the Batplane, aiming at the disc craft that was turning over in the sky, and accelerated towards it...
At this moment, Xiao Tan's hands and feet are still fixed on the aircraft, even if the disk turns repeatedly, he can't fall off. In the uncontrollable, repeated high-speed overturning, Xiao Tan was already dizzy, and it was considered good if he didn't spit it out. Facing the oncoming plane, he was almost in a desperate situation.
"Humph... It's easy." Two seconds before hitting the target, Ruce's mouth showed a sneer.
unexpectedly…
Bang—a loud bang.
A red figure descended from the sky, like a red missile, it landed straight on the nose of the Batplane.
"Are you kidding..." The_ruce rarely showed surprise on his face. Because he saw a person—the clown through the glass of the hatch.
A few days ago, this "clown" was still lying in the laboratory of the Batcastle, accepting the transformation operation with a frightened face. But at this moment, he seemed to have become another person... In the strong wind, he stood majestically on the canopy with a crazy smile on his face.
However, Ruce's shock didn't last long. The emperor who has been able to rule Gotham for so many years is by no means an idle person. In less than two seconds, The_ruce came back to his senses, grabbed the joystick in front of him, stabilized the tilted fuselage due to the impact, and immediately activated the weapon device.
Squeak—cheep—two machine guns protruded from the two wings of the cabin, locking on the target that was close at hand.
"Looks like we have to get rid of you first..." The_ruce is a calm and ruthless character. After this unexplainable mutation occurred, he was not afraid at all, "Humph... anyway, the gang of mobs below have already waited. Impatient."
He originally thought that the "clown" in front of him could be taken care of with just a swipe of the machine gun, but...
The moment Ruce's fingers were about to press the fire button, Feng Bujue pierced the cockpit of the Batplane with his palm, and leaned his upper body into the cockpit.
"Cough—" In the next second, a strong hand grabbed Ruce's throat, and he only had time to shout a short syllable before he was unable to make a sound.
"Hey, bat." Feng Bujue smiled like a mental patient. In every sense, he imitated it very well. "The game has just begun, why worry?" The_ruce is pulled from the cabin.
"You... are... what..." Ruce raised his hands and grabbed Feng Bujue's wrists violently, only then managed to relieve the pressure on his neck, and squeezed out such a sentence.
"Hey hey... who knows?" Feng Bujue replied with a smile, and then, with a wave of his hand, he threw the King of Gotham off the plane.
The crowd on the ground was silent, and people looked up at the sky dumbfounded, watching the King of Gotham fall from mid-air.
Crazy laughter came from the sky... RS
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