[Comprehensive Yingmei] I cover this earth

Chapter 6 Moon 06

"You fucking..." The drunk man didn't pay attention to who was in front of him, and subconsciously cursed again, and then his chin jerked up uncontrollably.

Dick, who was always on the lookout for the drunk man, couldn't grab his jaw. The sudden burst of force couldn't stop him at all, and he could only watch helplessly as he bit his bloody tongue hard again.

Then, there was a miserable scream, which was comparable to the wail of a poor criminal whose ten fingers were broken by Batman.

Dick was stunned by this depressing scene.

But he reacted very quickly, slapped the drunk man on the face, and said: "If you don't shut up, prepare to never speak again."

The drunk man had finally recovered from the pain. He looked at Dick in front of him, and was taken aback for a moment, with a look of fear flashing across his eyes: "Ro...Robin?"

Dick looked very ugly.

He and Batman follow Uriah Hart, witnessing what he does and all the weird things that happen wherever he goes.

Whether it's the gangsters who went crazy and died violently in the cult ceremony, or the creepy speeches and teleportation in the police station, the wine bottles that suddenly shattered in the air, and the domestic violence and alcoholic men who can't stop biting their tongues when they say dirty words ...

Uriah Hart is really too weird. If this is some kind of hypnosis, he didn't even have any contact with this drunk man. He just gave him a simple sentence like a joke. Instructions to bite one's own tongue.

If he didn't arrive in time, I'm afraid the drunk would really bite his tongue off.

Although it is not a pity that this kind of man who gets drunk outside and beats his wife at home becomes dumb, but the way of punishment is too horrible and weird.

"I suggest you go to the hospital quickly, so as not to die from excessive blood loss." He threw the man who was about to faint from the pain on the ground, and turned his head to look at the woman who was too scared to speak.

His tone was softer: "A suggestion, ma'am, if your personal safety is threatened, please call the police in time."

The woman seemed to be stupefied with fright, she just trembled and shed tears, completely unresponsive to Robin's words.

Dick hesitated for a moment, but helped the woman contact the police station and hospital.Then he took out the hook lock gun and returned to the top floor.

"B?" He looked for Batman, but found that the place where Batman was just now is now empty.

Dick: "..."

It's not surprising at all.

……

the other side.

Ulea was about to find a hidden place to wait for his other vest to arrive, but suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

It was as if some powerful enemy who was difficult to defeat in his current state suddenly appeared in front of him, and had an indelible hostility towards him.

Uriah has never felt such a sense of crisis even when facing the Gotham police with a large number of people.

Is it Falcone's men?

He held his breath and raised his head to look towards the end of the alley.

……

at this moment.

The dark nocturnal creature spread its wings under the dim streetlights, and landed silently on Ulea's only path.

Where he landed, the pale mist slowly turned into a cyclone.

He just stood there quietly, and the strong sense of oppression on his body almost squeezed the narrow alley into an unbreathable space gap.

He blocked almost all the light, like a light-absorbing black hole, and the temperature dropped several degrees because of his arrival.

Ulea squinted his eyes. His eyes were not very good, and he couldn't see the opponent's appearance clearly, so he tried to see the opponent's status bar more clearly.

He saw it quickly.

[Bruce Wayne: sanity value 999/999, pollution degree 0%]

Uriah froze for a moment.

He rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and looked at the other party's status bar again in some astonishment.

[Bruce Wayne: sanity value 999/999, pollution degree 0%]

Ulea: ...

At this time, Hawthorne in Uriah's shell was already in shock.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine rational human beings, does this really exist?This is a wonder of the world that he can see for free?

This is impossible!The upper limit of sanity he set is only 99, which means that this guy may even have overflowed the value!

What kind of human is this?Is this the legendary Super Jack Su who was born with a ray of light, rained cherry blossoms when he laughed, and dropped pearls when he cried?

If this human can be made an angel for him...

No, even if he couldn't get him to sacrifice himself willingly, just gaining his faith would benefit Hawthorn a lot.

So, he couldn't help but said: "...You, do you believe in religion? Have you considered changing your religion, Mr. Bruce Wayne."

……

This sentence, which is a little bit off from the characters, immediately ushered in the present report.

[Character behavior deviation, body repulsion increased, pollution +0.15%]

Hey, a lot of pollution was added this time, and Uriah watched her pollution rise to 9.93%!

Ulea gasped, shut up quickly, and stopped probing back and forth on the verge of the collapse of pollution.

however.

As soon as the fatal "Bruce Wayne" called out a secret identity.

He doesn't need to shut up.

He only felt a gust of extremely cold wind blowing, and felt that his throat was tightly squeezed, the cold air was blocked from the trachea, and his neck was hot and painful like a fire.

Then, his back was slammed into the old, moss-covered alley wall.

Ulea snorted, and there was a dull pain in his chest, which made him wonder if his ribs were broken.

The severe pain made him subconsciously grab the hand that was strangling his throat.

That hand was like an iron hoop, almost crushing his fragile throat.

Such an apt expression of the astonishment in the owner's heart at the moment.

Batman has thought about all the situations of meeting this cultist who believes in a strange evil god, and has prepared almost every possible strategy to deal with it.

But he never thought that it was just a meeting——

No, in such dim light, the other party may not even see his appearance at all. Under such extremely restrictive conditions, Uriah Hart actually called out his name directly!

The light "Bruce Wayne" is like the most incredible spell in the world, almost making Batman's heart skip a beat!

"Who the hell are you?!" He heard his own voice say, his tone much faster than usual.

Ulea felt that he was cut off from the oxygen around him, he couldn't breathe in any air at all, and of course he couldn't make any sound.

And at this moment, he suddenly realized——

This man is Batman.

The underworld legend of Gotham, the Dark Knight, the vigilante guarding the city and protecting innocent people by walking on the edge of the law.

Then he realizes that Batman is Bruce Wayne.

Ulea: ...?

Was he just so spoiled all of a sudden?

This is obviously a super big news that can stir up Gotham!If he had seen the appearance of this guy in front of him earlier, he wouldn't have pronounced that name at all!

it's good now.

He's going to be targeted by Batman.

But Uriah didn't panic at all, he patted Batman's arm, signaling him to let go of his restraint.

The latter also realized that he was a little too violent, and he slightly weakened the strength of his chokehold on Uriah's throat, leaving a little diameter for his trachea so that the pitiful little air could enter his lungs.

"Tell me what you know, who told you?"

After recovering from the initial shock, Batman also seemed to calm down.He didn't deny that he was Bruce Wayne, and he was smart enough not to.

Maybe the other party is just using this method to defraud his identity.

Uriah, however, did not answer his question at all.

He just said: "Brother, I don't seem to have any grudges with you, right? If there is any grudge, I'll say sorry to you, can you put me down first?"

"Answer my question," Batman said, his tone harder than the wall behind Uriah.

"Well... I can communicate directly with the gods." Ulea said, his tone was quite natural, as if he didn't realize what crazy words he was talking about, "So I can see you, don't worry, I will keep it secret, Gotham No need to get more confused."

Batman narrowed his eyes. He stared at Uriah's eyes, using his excellent psychological skills to judge Uriah's state.

Not like lying.

But those eyes are weird.

At first glance, there seemed to be some strange light of different colors flowing in the pair of dark pupils, but when he looked closely, the light disappeared again, as if it was some kind of illusion.

Staring for too long can even cause dizziness, which is similar to the fear of heights and the unknown when staring into the abyss.

"So," he said, "is it also the so-called 'God' who made you kill so many people?"

Hawthorne in Uriah's shell: ...?

People are sitting at home, and the blame comes from the sky. This is simply the biggest scapegoat he has ever carried this year.

"I didn't kill anyone." Ulea said, "They did it themselves, you arrested the wrong person!"

He didn't have the slightest intention of dealing with Batman.

It wasn't that he wasn't afraid of the violent vigilante in front of him at all, but because rescue was coming soon.

Batman obviously doesn't believe his "nonsense".

There must be a problem with Falcone, but the Uriah Hart in front of him is definitely not as harmless as he appears.

His madness is shocking enough.

However, at this moment, Batman's movements suddenly stopped.

A strong sense of oppression and crisis came like a tide. Almost instantly, Batman's intuition of danger made Batman take a step back, dodging a hidden weapon shot from nowhere.

His reaction was extremely fast, and his backhand was an iron hook that straightly locked Uriah's arm to the wall, preventing him from taking advantage of this opportunity to run away.

Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at the little flying knife that almost flew past his eyes.

The flying knife was about the size of a thumb, with a lifelike Mystic Eye engraved on it. It looked quite delicate, but under the bright white moonlight, it shone with a frightening coldness, and there was no doubt about its sharpness at all. degree.

In just a split second, the throwing knife was shot out and pierced into the wall of the dead end, making an extremely slight sound.

The speed and strength are close to or even surpass the limits of what humans can do.

——a very formidable enemy!

Batman looked in the direction of the flying knife, and he saw the enemy standing at the entrance of the alley at a glance.

At this time, Ulea, who was controlled by Hawthorne Dylan, turned his face slightly, and also looked at the second trumpet that he arrived in time.

——He was wearing a black cloak, and the pitch-black hood hid his entire face in the shadows. His arms stretched out from the black cloak, and with the light sound of the blade being unsheathed, the beautiful and cold light of the blade was like a river of stars The woven mat cuts the darkness cleanly.

His pale hand was holding the handle of the knife, the blade was long and cold, and the tip of the knife was slanted downward.

He stood quietly, like a sharp knife out of its sheath, sharp, calm, deadly, and elegant.

The stranger with the knife raised his head to look at Batman, his entire face was covered by a pitch-black hood without any decoration, leaving only a bottomless darkness without a single ray of light.It seemed that what was under the hood was not a human face, but an abyss.

His figure looks a little short, not like an adult, but like a child. In comparison, his knife is obviously too long, which seems unreasonable, but obviously no one will despise him because of this.

Batman and the stranger looked at each other across the narrow alleyway.

The stranger stood there silently, motionless, a huge oppressive force poured in like an impenetrable cold black tide.

[Silent Warrior: Sanity: 0/360, Pollution 10.53%]