Chapter 16: The Peculiar Harley Quinn
After gathering information on those outsiders, Lynnwasted no time driving a Bugatti Veyron toward their residence.
"I wonder if the system's functions will unlock a teleportation feature after the upgrade. Driving all the way there is such a hassle."
Just as Lynn was complaining in the car, the vehicle jolted, and immediately the brakes slammed on automatically.
Screeech!!
A sharp tire-screeching sound rang out.
The luxury car's tires locked up, drifted across the ground, and finally came to a stop.
It was getting dark. On the twilight-lit street, flickering lights cast down ahead, dyeing the path in a kaleidoscope of colors.
A figure stood at the street corner, neither dodging nor evading, just standing right in front of the car like that.
She had fair skin and pigtails, carried a baseball bat on her shoulder, and wore a manic smile on her face.
"Harley Quinn?" Lynn raised an eyebrow.
The woman ahead was none other than Harley Quinn, whom he had continuously elbowed earlier.
What was this gal blocking his path for?
Lynn opened the car door and immediately stepped out.
Just as he got out of the car, Harley Quinn suddenly jumped onto it, and her baseball bat smashed fiercely against the windshield.
Bang!!
Glass shards flew scattering in all directions.
"Uh... Harley Quinn, what are you doing?" Lynn watched the lunatic's actions and asked.
"Heehee... Bruce Wayne, I, Harley Quinn, am going to solo-kill you, the biggest capitalist in Gotham, today!"
Harley Quinn laughed manically, her baseball bat violently smashing toward Lynn's lower body.
"Damn it..." Lynn cursed inwardly.
Why do you and Catwoman both like hitting down there?
"Since you want to fight, don't blame me for dropping heavy punches!"
"Oh? You still want to—"
Harley Quinn was laughing wildly when a Rocket launcher pointed straight at her, its pitch-black muzzle emitting a strong smell of gunpowder.
Her movements instantly froze, the baseball bat dropped to the ground, and her whole body stiffened up.
Where on earth did this guy pull a Rocket launcher out from? What happened to basic science?
"Come on, keep fighting. Weren't you acting all arrogant?"
Lynn shouldered the Rocket launcher, aiming right at Harley Quinn's head, his tone extraordinarily arrogant to the extreme.
Passersby on both sides of the street saw this scene and quickly fled on foot, while a harsh police siren sounded not far away.
Harley raised both hands, slowly squatted down, and wore a completely bewildered expression.
"Shit! Where the hell did you pull a Rocket launcher out from?!"
"Somewhere you don't know." Lynn carried the Rocketlauncher with one hand and carefully sized up the Harley Quinn before her.
Her upper body wore a white short-sleeved shirt, while her lower body sported ultra-short denim shorts, revealing a pair of fair, plump thighs.
"Why did you block me?" Lynn asked.
"I just wanted to make some quick cash to spend." Harley Quinn replied.
A vicious expression appeared on her face as she continued through gritted teeth:
"It's all that damn pervert's fault. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been harassed by people at that bar every single day."
"Shit! If I run into him again, I'll definitely punch his Dick to pieces!"
Lynn looked at her appearance and thought to himself: I, a player, am standing right in front of you and you still can't recognize me, yet you want to blast my Dick? Keep dreaming!
"I think you'd better worry about yourself first."
As his voice fell, Lynn immediately stepped back a few paces while pulling the Rocket launcher's trigger.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Missile after missile instantly tore through the air currents, shooting fiercely toward Harley Quinn.
"Holy crab! You fucking ambushed a woman, where's your martial arts sportsmanship?!"
The missiles blasted into the ground, and the resulting explosions stirred up waves of air, sending gravel flying and filling the area with smoke.
The violent explosion almost flipped the Bugatti Veyron that Lynn had driven out.
"What are you babbling on about?" Lynn's mouth split open into an Homelander-style smile. "Go tell it to my Rocket launcher!"
After blasting several large craters into the concrete road ahead, Lynn finally put away the Rocket launcher and turned back to get into the car.
Vrooom!!
The engine began to roar violently once more, and the car sped away with a hum.
[Mission Progress: 75%]
"There's only one last target left: Logan Howlett over at Wayne Enterprises."
Lynn recalled that person's information in his mind, so he could make good use of his time when he went to Wayne Enterprises later.
"You are definitely not Bruce Wayne."
At this moment, a familiar woman's voice came abruptly from behind.
Lynn raised his eyes to look at the rearview mirror and saw Harley Quinn sitting in the back looking disheveled.
Lynn:???
"Why are you still alive?"
"Your Rocket didn't hit me anyway. I seized the right moment and then hopped into this car," Harley explained.
She leaned in excitedly, stared hard at Lynn from top to bottom, and let out a weird laugh.
"Heehee... How did you, this pervert, turn into Bruce Wayne? How did you pull that off?"
Harley Quinn twirled her hair ends with her fingertips, the tips continuously brushing against Lynn's neck, tickling him slightly.
"I am Bruce Wayne."
Lynn didn't turn his head and replied expressionlessly.
He was wondering whether he should use the Rocketlauncher to blast this guy to death directly again.
After all, they were in the car. In such a confined space, she definitely wouldn't have time to dodge and would surely die.
And since he had a resurrection card, he had plenty of room for error.
But doing this wouldn't give any mission rewards, and it would also waste one of his resurrection cards, making it completely not worth it.
"I refuse to believe you're Bruce Wayne!"
Harley lifted her little chin, wearing a look of "I've guessed everything," acting all prideful and haughty.
"This suddenly appearing RPG Rocket launcher, plus the way you talk, is definitely not something Bruce Waynecould have.
You must be that mega-pervert, the Tyrannosaurus God of War!"
Lynn asked, "Do you know Bruce Wayne well?"
Harley shook her head. "No, I know that mega-pervert very well!"
Lynn raised an eyebrow. The car turned a corner onto a street in the Diamond District.
In the evening, the huge "W" logo of Wayne Towerappeared in sight, with streams of yellow light flowing like the city was breathing.
"You weren't acting like this when you faced the Joker Gang and back at the bar~"
Harley Quinn wrapped her arms around Lynn's neck, their faces pressed close together, looking just like the most intimate lovers.
"Did you feel good touching me back then? Mega-pervert, believe it or not, I'll send you straight to Bowery Streetright now and let those cluckers milk you dry?"
"You can try."
Lynn said flatly, expressionless.
"I have video recordings of you fighting other women, Harley Quinn. You wouldn't want the video of you losing your fight to be spread all over Gotham, would you?"
"Tch, boring." Harley Quinn leaned heavily against the seat and said no more.
...
Wayne Enterprises headquarters building.
As soon as Lynn walked into the first-floor lobby, he saw several employees in professional attire busy at work.
"I wonder who in my past life said that jobs in America all get off work at three or four in the afternoon with an eight-hour, five-day workweek."
Looking at these employees working overtime, he couldn't help complaining inwardly.
"Life in this prison-like America isn't that comfortable either. The ones who really live comfortably must be over in Europe, right?"
Scanning around casually, he could see guards holding riot shields and wearing guns at their waists everywhere throughout the building. The security measures were practically tighter than the Gotham Police Department.
That LexCorp employee named Logan Howlett was being received by the staff under Lucius Fox.
Lynn only knew he was in the Wayne Enterprisesheadquarters building, but he didn't know which floor he was on, so he had to go find Lucius Fox first.
"Mr. Wayne, good evening. And this is..."
"My new lover."
Lynn pulled Harley Quinn into an embrace, while his right hand adjusted her blown-up collar to block the flash of white skin exposed.
The veteran employees passing by saw him holding Harley Quinn and smiled to greet them.
"This feeling is so awesome, Tyrannosaurus God of War."
Harley snuggled into Lynn's arms, feeling the respect from the people around her, her eyes glowing with excitement.
"Pal, you've replaced Bruce Wayne, and all of Wayne Enterprises is yours. Want to consider me? How about we actually become lovers for real?"
Her right index finger continuously groped around Lynn's lower abdomen, slowly pressing down with force, her tone full of temptation:
"By then, you can make me do whatever you want~"
"Really?" Lynn asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course it's true~"
"Then help me prove Einstein's theory of relativity."
Harley Quinn:???
Chapter 17: Catwoman Stuck in the Wall Hole?
11th floor of Wayne Tower, Applied Sciences Division.
On the surface, this was a place where Wayne Enterprisesresearched dual-use military and civilian technology, but in reality...
It was a secret Base where Batman secretly researched equipment, preparing to stir things up in Gotham.
"Mr. Wayne, you're finally here."
Lucius Fox had just emerged from the underground first-floor laboratory, still wearing a lab coat.
"Who is this?" His gaze fell upon the tattered Harley Quinn, his expression filled with astonishment.
"I am his..."
Before Harley could finish her words, she was caught off guard and pulled into an embrace by Lynn.
"She is my new girlfriend."
Lucius looked Harley Quinn up and down; her face was flushed with a faint pink hue, and her clothes looked as though they had been torn apart by someone.
Glancing again at Harley's somewhat messy pigtails, a "I understand" expression suddenly appeared on Lucius's solemn face.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly that youth was truly wonderful, and they really knew how to play wild.
"Lucius, what was that project you mentioned last time about an employee from LexCorp coming to Wayne Towerto discuss?" Lynn asked.
"Did I mention that to you?"
Lucius felt it was a bit strange; he generally wouldn't report such trivial matters to Bruce Wayne.
"That person is a manager from the construction department of LexCorp, looking to discuss the Oasis clean energy project with us."
"Yes, that's him. I remember his name is Logan Howlett, right?"
Holding Harley in his arms, Lynn asked as they walked.
Harley in his arms was not well-behaved at all, one hand constantly caressing Lynn's abdomen, from the upper abdomen to the lower abdomen, and then wanting to go even further down.
Lynn grabbed Harley's right hand and said to Lucius:
"Call him over, I happen to have some things to discuss with him."
"You want to talk with him?" Lucius looked surprised.
"Could it be that I should talk with you?"
Lynn quickly glanced at Lucius, a look of disgust appearing on his face.
"I have no desire to talk with a Mediterranean old man in his fifties."
Lucius: "..."
What do you mean by an old man in his fifties?
Old men in their seventies in the island nation are still fighting on the front lines of adult films, acting with post-00s AV idols.
Being in your fifties is precisely the prime age for striving, how is that an old man?
Lucius's chest heaved violently, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.
He grabbed Lynn and walked quickly to the edge of the hallway.
Lucius took off his gloves, put them into his pockets, and whispered to Lynn: "Bruce, what is wrong with you?"
"I'm just telling the truth, did you get triggered?"
Lynn looked at Lucius with an unbelievable expression, putting on an exaggerated look on his face.
"No way? Is there really someone getting triggered over a title like that?"
Lucius:???
Are you Bruce Wayne?
Why do I feel like you've taken fake medicine?
"Cough cough..." Seeing the suspicious expression on Lucius's face, Lynn reined it in a bit.
"How is the equipment I asked you to make last time coming along?"
His voice was low and raspy, exactly like Batman's.
Lucius carefully looked at Lynn's face, which was identical to Bruce Wayne's, and only then did he dispel the misgivings in his heart.
"The Batmobile you had me debug last time has already been debugged, and some nitro boost devices have also been installed.
This time as long as you drive this Batmobile out, you will definitely be able to outrun that so-called Tyrannosaurus God of War."
Lynn looked at Lucius's excited expression, and thought back to the last time when he drove a beat-up taxi and escaped right in front of Batman.
Is Batman really this petty?
After losing once, he immediately started upgrading his equipment to prepare for a rematch, huh?
Lynn glanced at his system inventory, finding it utterly laughable.
Fortunately, he had completed enough missions before, and the racing rewards he had accumulated were too numerous to count.
No matter how Batman modified it, it was impossible to catch up to him; he was the undisputed Racing God of Arkham in all of Gotham!
...
Inside Lynn's Villa.
"Your name is Jason? Can you help untie me? Your godfather must be doing something very dangerous right now, and I have to go stop him."
Bruce Wayne sat on the chair, wearing Lynn's face, voice, and clothes, struggling helplessly.
No matter how he struggled, he simply couldn't break free from the hemp rope binding his body.
Jason sat in front of him, staring fixedly at him without moving, just like a sculpture.
"I won't let you out. Godfather said that as long as I watch you well, he will resurrect my parents and have them take me to Metropolis then."
Bruce Wayne looked at him, his tone somewhat unkind:
"Then go see what Supergirl Kara looks like with her massive head, right?"
Jason lowered his head, holding half a bag of hajimi north-south mung beans in his hand, along with that toy.
"I just want to see my mom and dad."
When Bruce Wayne's gaze touched the toy in his hand, his heart suddenly gave a jolt.
The toy as a whole was very ugly, looking as if many pieces had been melted together with a lighter.
On it, you could even see Ultraman's head pieced together with a Gundam's limbs, with a pterodactyl's wings attached to the back.
Yet it was this child's only toy.
"Damn it!"
Bruce Wayne cursed angrily in his heart, realizing Tony Stark's intention.
Both orphans, both lonely and helpless, he seemed to see the shadow of his own childhood in Jason!
Once Bruce Wayne escaped, this child named Jason might never get to see his deceased parents.
This was also Tony Stark's way of telling him in a roundabout manner—
Whether Jason could be reunited with his dead parents depended entirely on Bruce Wayne's single thought.
For the sake of Wayne Enterprises and the safety of Gotham, he could completely choose to use his final resort to break free from the ropes and escape.
But if he did that, this orphan's wish to see his parents would be completely shattered.
Should he choose to uphold the vow made before his parents' graves and protect Gotham?
Or should he choose to protect an orphan's wish to see his parents again, someone who shared a similar experience to his own?
For a moment, Batman Bruce Wayne was caught in a dilemma.
...
Lucius said a word to Lynn, and then took the elevator downstairs and left.
Inside the entire open-plan office, only Lynn and Harley Quinn were left now.
Lynn sat in front of the computer, starting to transfer Bruce Wayne's account funds into his own account.
Seeing this, Harley wrapped her arms around his neck, her ample breasts pressing against the back of Lynn's head, and he could even smell a faint milky fragrance.
"Hey buddy, you are Bruce Wayne now. Should we steal the entire Wayne Enterprises and then blow Gotham up to the sky?"
Lynn parted his lips slightly, just about to reply.
Bang!!
A crisp sound came from beside them.
They saw the wall on the left explode, with rubble flying everywhere, creating a wall hole of moderate size.
Immediately after, a figure squeezed into the wall hole from the other end, but got stuck right in the middle.
Her upper body was inside the wall hole, and her lower body was outside, unable to move at all, her hands struggling continuously with all her might.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break herself free from the wall hole.
When Lynn and Harley Quinn saw the figure stuck in the wall hole, they were both stunned for a moment.
"Let me see who this is?"
Harley leaned over and gave a smack onto the woman's butt.
The woman's body stiffened, her plump and rounded cheeks jiggling with a quiver, which was quite enticing.
Looking at the woman stuck in the wall hole, Lynn couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity in his heart.
Wasn't Catwoman said to have extreme flexibility and agile martial arts skills?
How did she get stuck in a wall hole?
Chapter 18: salted fish thrusting sword and Oblivion Potion
"Finally got out of the wall."
Selina patted the dust off her body, her White-skinned face flushing with a slight pink blush, looking very pretty.
Just now she had gotten stuck in the wall and almost couldn't get out, fortunately Harley Quinn and Bruce Wayne helped her.
However, what made her somewhat puzzled was why Harley Quinn was here.
Selina raised her eyes to gaze at Lynn in front of her, and asked,
"Bruce, what is going on? Why is Harley Quinn appearing here? Isn't she the Joker's girlfriend?"
Why would Batman hang out with Harley Quinn?
"You're asking what is going on?"
Seeing Selina's face full of puzzlement and her Water-filled eyes, Harley raised the corners of her mouth into a smile.
"Selina, don't you see it clearly now? I'm his new girlfriend, oh~"
As she spoke, her White-skinned, lotus-root-like hands hugged Lynn's right arm, snuggling close to his side with a smug look.
Selina turned her head, her clear eyes staring closely at this scene, a trace of disbelief on her face.
"For real?"
Only two weeks ago she found out that Batman was Bruce Wayne, and the two of them had already entered the final stage of ambiguity, just waiting for her confession.
Could it be that midway through, Harley Quinn barged in and snatched away the love of her life?
"What are you two mumbling about here?" Lynn frowned.
"Selina, why did you get stuck in the wall hole?"
Selina parted her lips, just about to answer, but was interrupted by Lynn.
"Forget it, it's not important even if you say it out." Lynnwaved his hand with a nonchalant look.
Anyway, it had nothing to do with his mission; even knowing it wouldn't matter.
Selina: "..."
Looking as if she had suffered some grievance, her Water-filled eyes stared fixedly at Lynn in front of her.
Sure enough, men are all the same; once they get someone new, they forget the old one!
...
"Mr. Wayne, it's an honor, I've heard of your great name back at LexCorp."
Logan was a man in his thirties, middle-aged, with a round face, a beard, and a fat build.
If placed in Chengdu, he would probably be the cream of the crop.
But unfortunately, this was Gotham.
"Mr. Logan, I've also heard your name many times, and I've heard a thing or two about your affairs."
Lynn sat opposite Logan, crossing his legs as they engaged in mutual corporate flattery.
"Oh?"
Hearing that such a renowned entrepreneur as Bruce Wayne had heard his name, Logan's eyes lit up.
"Could it be that you've also heard my story?"
"Of course, who hasn't heard the story of Wolverine Loganand Deadpool?" Lynn raised an eyebrow.
Logan: "..."
So it was that story.
He had thought the helmsman of Wayne Enterprises had actually heard of a small fry like him.
Was the focus still on that comic book character?
"Uh... I wonder what aspect of this project Mr. Waynewants to discuss by calling me over?"
Logan changed the subject, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.
"It's fine, this project is not important. Just sit here and wait for a while," Lynn said.
He had simply come to see this Logan and wait for the system task to complete to get his reward; there was no need to discuss anything with the other party at all.
Hearing Bruce Wayne's words, Logan was surprised in his heart.
Lucius had previously said that Mr. Wayne thought very highly of him and told him to have a good chat with Mr. Wayne, so why did Mr. Wayne just ask him to sit and wait for a while?
Out of the corner of his eye, he gazed at the Bruce Waynein front of him, who was wearing a smile and nodding at him.
Hiss... Could it be that this Bruce Wayne has that kind of fetish?
This... this isn't right, is it?
Logan's gaze fell not far behind Lynn.
He saw Harley Quinn and Selina sitting by the desk, their fingers constantly tapping on Bruce Wayne's computer keyboard.
He had heard that Bruce Wayne was surrounded by countless U.S. beauties, and now it certainly seemed to be the case.
But why wasn't the other party looking at the two great U.S. beauties, choosing instead to sit right in front of him and look at him with a lewd smile?
The deeper Logan thought about it, the more he felt that the Bruce Wayne before him was eyeing his backside.
Although he was a man who liked men, he didn't like someone like Bruce Wayne.
Logan's thoughts were unknown to Lynn; he was simply waiting for the system to judge the task as complete and issue his reward.
Soon, a blue system prompt appeared in front of him.
[Main Quest "Investigate the Situation of Gotham's Outsiders" Completed]
[Received Rewards:
salted fish thrusting sword (From "Granblue Fantasy", indestructible; the faster the sword is swung, the denser the salt crystals fall off, the higher the corrosion damage, comes with a taunt effect, forcing enemies to attack the salted fish itself.)
Oblivion Potion (From "The Witcher 3", drinking it causes NPCs within a 10-meter radius to forget what happened in the last 5 minutes.)
Laoda's Power (Every elbow strike will gain Laoda's strength and martial soul blessing)
EXP 30, Gotham Prestige +50]
[Player Level: 5 → 6]
Finally completed this task.
Looking at the task rewards in front of him, Lynn's eyes instantly lit up.
"I didn't expect another weapon to drop. I wonder how strong this salted fish thrusting sword is."
"And this oblivion potion, maybe it can be used to repeatedly farm some things later."
"Mr. Wayne, even if you coerce me with money, you can only get my body, not my soul!"
Just at this moment, the fidgeting Logan in front of him finally choked out a sentence, interrupting Lynn's train of thought.
What the hell is this?
Lynn glanced at Logan, his face full of bewilderment.
"Alright, you can go."
He waved his hand, then stood up and turned to walk towards Harley Quinn and Selina.
Seeing this scene, Logan was completely stunned.
Ah? Don't you like men?
Why did you suddenly tell me to leave?
Almost in an instant, the world-shaking wisdom in Logan's brain began to run, and a guess suddenly emerged in his mind.
"I get it. It turns out Mr. Wayne is playing hard to get."
"He asked me to go back because he wants to wait until I can't hold it anymore and secretly come looking for him myself."
Logan thought to himself.
"As expected of a veteran of the love field, I can't be bewitched by him. I must keep my composure and let Mr. Wayne come find me himself."
"Maybe I can also find some media and let them put pressure on Mr. Wayne so that I can firmly hold the initiative in my hands."
Thinking this, Logan immediately bought a high-speed rail ticket to leave Gotham.
...
[Gotham Prestige reaches 100, unlocking BOSS Quest]
[BOSS Venom Wolverine will descend on the current Gotham map in 1 hour. Players are requested to defeat Venom Wolverine within 24 hours]
[Reward: Settled based on the player's performance in the BOSS Quest, with the highest performance rating being SSS. The better the performance rating, the richer the rewards!]
[Remarks: Are you ready to kill the BOSS?]
Seeing this, Lynn's eyes lit up.
"Are we finally going to usher in a BOSS battle?"
This was his first time encountering a BOSS quest since becoming a player, and he didn't know what kind of rewards would drop.
Chapter 19: Boss Venom Wolverine Descends
"What the hell is this Venom Wolverine?"
Staring at the words on the blue panel, Lynn frowned.
If he remembered correctly, Wolverine was a Mutant from Marvel, and his entire skeleton was made of extremely hard Adamantium.
Not only did he have a pair of adamantium claws, but he also possessed a super-strong healing factor that could quickly heal his own injuries.
And Venom was an alien symbiote that could attach itself to a host, granting them strength, physical endurance, and regeneration capabilities that surpassed limits.
And then this Boss was Venom Wolverine...
With Wolverine's strength and healing factor, if you added Venom to that, wouldn't that just be stepping on your left foot with your right foot and flying straight up?
The bright LED lights shone on Harley's fair face as she turned her head, her clear, beautiful eyes staring intently at Lynn.
Seeing him frowning, Harley couldn't help asking, "What's wrong, Tyrannosaurus God of War?"
Hearing this, Selina glanced at Lynn in surprise, wondering why Harley called Bruce Wayne Tyrannosaurus God of War.
"Why do you call him Tyrannosaurus God of War?"
Harley waved her hand and told the truth:
"He isn't Bruce Wayne, just a big pervert."
Selina was stunned upon hearing this.
Ah? Not Bruce Wayne?
Then what was the grievance she suffered just now?
Seeing Harley and Selina holding hands like close sisters, Lynn asked in surprise:
"When did the two of you become so close?"
Harley patted her full chest and smiled, saying:
"Selina is now my, Harley Quinn's, good best friend!"
Lynn shook his head, completely disbelieving anything about good best friends.
In his past life, he had seen so-called good best friends fall out over the tiniest bit of benefit.
"They're all just fake best friends; they'll tear each other apart over trivial matters."
Selina furrowed her delicate brows: "Then what do you say constitutes a true best friend?"
Lynn chuckled: "Only those who have been dredged through the sewer by the same stick and are in the same profit chain can be called true best friends."
Selina: "..."
Harley: "..."
Truly a big pervert, Tyrannosaurus God of War; his name fit him well.
The sky had completely darkened, and under the pitch-black night sky, neon lights lit up rapidly from all over the city like knocked-over dominoes.
It was as if a dragon of light formed by thousands of household lights awakened within the city, spreading all the way to Gotham Port before gradually stopping.
Penguin, dressed in a black suit and holding an umbrella, got out of the car with a group of members from the Penguin Gang.
Their purpose this trip was precisely the Venom missiles shipped over by LexCorp via ocean freight.
"That damned lunatic!"
A trace of fierce expression appeared on Penguin's pale face.
Ever since someone broke into the Iceberg Lounge last time and experienced that disaster, every night when he slept, he would dream of a man wearing armor and a bear head cover.
This frightened Penguin so much that he couldn't sleep well for days, and every time he suffered from insomnia, he would call Lex Luthor to urge the progress of the goods.
Fortunately, the Venom missiles had finally been delivered.
Thinking of this, the corners of Penguin's mouth couldn't help curving upward.
These days, he had already sent people to search for information on that lunatic.
Not only that, but Deathstroke, a renowned figure in the mercenary world, was also invited over by him with a heavy bounty.
After receiving the Venom missiles in a moment, Penguinintended to meet the other party here.
Thinking that soon he would be able to step on that lunatic's face with his foot, Penguin's face revealed a perversely excited smile.
"Heh, heh, heh... Just wait, dare to insult the King of Gotham, and I'll make you fly when the time comes..."
Just at this moment, panicked shouts came from deep within the port.
What's the situation?
Penguin was slightly stunned, raising his eyes to look ahead.
Under the pitch-black night sky, high-power industrial lights illuminated containers of various colors in dead silence.
Staring for a moment and finding no movement at all, Penguin breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phew... What on earth happened to these damned guys?"
He led his subordinates to continue walking forward, and just in case, had everyone draw their guns.
Bang!!
A muffled sound came, and a figure rolled down from a container, smashing heavily onto the ground.
"Deathstroke?" Seeing the appearance of the figure, Penguin couldn't help being stunned.
Several torn openings appeared on Deathstroke's metal armor, and the metal mask on his face was also torn in half, looking exceptionally ferocious and terrifying.
"Run!"
Catching sight of Penguin and his party, Deathstroke gritted his teeth and shouted a sentence, and immediately after, a pitch-black figure violently pounced onto him.
Squish! Squish!!
Claws exuding a metallic cold light pierced fiercely into his abdomen, and fresh blood spread along the ground, filling the air with a bloody stench like rust.
Seeing this, Penguin's expression changed abruptly, and he immediately ordered his subordinates behind him to open fire.
"Open fire!!"
The gang members pulled their triggers one after another.
Dense bullets fired fiercely into the pitch-black monster and Deathstroke's bodies, bursting out with the sounds of metal clashing and the dull thuds of bullets entering flesh.
These bullets, enough to tear apart flesh and blood, hit the two of them, only to be quickly bounced out by rapidly regenerating skin and flesh.
"Roar... You humans are still so overestimating yourselves!!"
A harsh roar came from the pitch-black monster's mouth, along with a few bullets being violently thrown away by him.
The bullets accurately shot into the heads of several gang members beside Penguin, ruthlessly taking their lives.
Gulp!
Penguin swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes staring fixedly at the pitch-black monster standing over three meters tall ahead, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
Bullets were completely useless when hitting the opponent, and even Deathstroke was pinned to the ground and beaten without a single temper.
"Holy crab! What the hell is this damn thing?"
Penguin cursed angrily while shielding everyone in front of him.
"It's a good thing this monster doesn't seem to have much intelligence, only focusing on beating Deathstroke alone, otherwise I'd be miserable."
Seeming to hear Penguin's words, Venom Wolverine let down Deathstroke, turned around, and his scarlet, bloodthirsty pupils stared fixedly at Penguin and the gang members in front of him.
Penguin: "..."
"Big bro, I was just running my mouth, don't take it to heart!"
Venom Wolverine bent his legs and exerted sudden force, the ground instantly cracking into spiderweb-like fissures.
Under the action of immensely huge propulsion, his entire body tore through the air flow, emitting a sharp screech, and rushed fiercely toward Penguin and his subordinates.
"No! No! No! Don't you fucking come over!!"
Penguin's pale face turned even paler, scrambling and tumbling as he rushed toward the road outside the port.
Screeches of miserable agony came from behind Penguin, causing his scalp to tingle with numbness.
Venom Wolverine casually tossed a corpse aside, his bloodthirsty eyes fixed tightly on Penguin as he burst forward once again.
"Holy crab! Stop chasing me!" Penguin's face was filled with panic.
This Gotham mob boss, the man who fancied himself the King of Gotham, cared nothing for his image right now in order to flee for his life.
He used both hands and feet, hurriedly scrambling and tumbling.
Just as he rushed onto the concrete road, Harley Quinnsuddenly rushed out from the street corner and kicked him down to the ground.
"Get outta the way, Penguin!"
Harley wore a manic smile on her face, carrying an RPG Rocket launcher on her shoulder and continuously pulling the trigger.
"Are you the Boss the Tyrannosaurus God of War talked about? Go to hell!!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several missiles suddenly tore through the air flow, firing fiercely forward.
A bloodthirsty, fierce light flashed in Venom Wolverine's eyes, and with a casual grab accompanied by a harsh screeching sound, several Rocket launcher missiles were directly torn into halves.
The shattered shells constantly exploded behind him, sparks flying everywhere and gravel splashing.
Harley: "..."
Is this Boss really this strong?
The Rocket launcher was completely useless; was she tricked by the Tyrannosaurus God of War?
"Roar, damned human!!"
Facing the incoming missiles, Venom Wolverine roared and burst forward again, charging right in front of Harley Quinn.
The adamantium claws suddenly tore through the air flow, flashing with a sharp cold light, and slashed fiercely down toward Harley Quinn before him.
If this grab hit solidly, she would probably lose her life right here.
Feeling the rushing whistle blowing over her face, Harley's expression changed drastically.
"Tyrannosaurus God of War, I fucking can't hold him off!"
Clang!!
A figure appeared in front of Harley at some unknown time.
The incomparably sharp adamantium claws grabbed fiercely onto the salted fish on his shoulder, producing a crisp sound of metal clashing.
"Aren't I here now?"
Venom Wolverine was slightly stunned, looking at the salted fish on the opponent's shoulder, his face full of confusion.
Only to see that on that salted fish, there was not the slightest trace of being torn, as if the adamantium claws were completely useless.
Chapter 20: What does it mean for a player to be beaten into their second phase?
Penguin originally thought he would die at the hands of that terrifying monster, thereby causing Gotham to lose a genius.
To his unexpected surprise, the man he had been yearning for appeared once again.
He raised his head and looked excitedly toward the front left.
He saw a man wearing iron armor and a bear head cover standing in front of him and Harley Quinn, carrying a huge salted fish on his shoulder.
It's him, it's him!
It's him!
Penguin's heart pounded, and some strange feeling welled up from his heart.
It felt just like... the feeling Joker had when facing Batman.
"Is this love?" he murmured.
"I love your mother's twisted hemp flower!"
Lynn kicked Penguin right in the buttocks, directly knocking him over onto the ground once again.
Seeing the salted fish that Lynn used to block the adamantium claws of Wolverine, Harley's beautiful eyes widened involuntarily.
"Holy crab! What is this thing?"
A salted fish actually blocked such sharp claws; what kind of scientific principle is this anyway?
Lynn raised his head and looked at the Venom Wolverinein front of him, who seemed to be wondering why the adamantium claws left no trace at all when scratching against the salted fish thrusting sword.
"As expected of a BOSS. If you had used a bit more strength just now, you probably could have shattered my salted fish thrusting sword.
But now... your turn has passed, it's my turn... take my elbow!!"
As the voice fell, Lynn bent his elbow, his muscles suddenly exerting force, and smashed fiercely toward the head of the Venom Wolverine in front of him.
Almost instantly, a tall and robust phantom of a black man appeared beside him.
This phantom of a black man also synchronously made an elbow-strike motion, letting out a heaven-shaking roar:
"Man!"
Bang!!
The elbow smashed fiercely onto the head of the Venom Wolverine, and a muffled sound immediately came over.
The powerful force directly smashed the Venom Wolverine's head to one side, splashing the pitch-black, liquid-like mucus and revealing half of a decaying, withered face full of sharp teeth.
Puffs of disgusting, rotting stench emanated outward, and Lynn could even faintly see some flies fluttering across the face of this Venom Wolverine.
But in a flash, this rotting face was wrapped by Venom again, turning back into that ferocious, sharp-fanged visage.
"Human, don't stand in my way!"
Venom's muffled voice came from ahead. Looking at the man wearing iron armor and a bear head cover in front of it, it only felt absurd in its heart.
What the fuck is this place where I've been brought to?
Why is there such an abstractly dressed thing?
"You can communicate?" Lynn asked with some curiosity, "I thought you only knew how to roar and yell, just like that dog named Bruce kept by my next-door neighbor."
Venom: "..."
Me, the mighty symbiote Venom, treated as a dog by you?
"But I'm very curious, why did you and Wolverine appear here?" Lynn asked.
"You have no qualification to know about this."
Venom sneered coldly, manipulating the body of the Zombie Wolverine, and its sharp claws fiercely grabbed toward Lynn's face once again.
"If you won't say it, forget it."
Carrying the salted fish thrusting sword on his shoulder, Lynn turned around rapidly to the side, perfectly dodging the claws of the Venom Wolverine while not forgetting to touch the top of the bear head cover with his right hand.
Venom:???
What the hell is such a flamboyant dodging movement of yours?
I have to admit, such a flamboyant dodging movement directly left Venom stunned.
Just as it was stunned, Lynn raised his elbow.
The elbow smashed fiercely onto the body of the Venom Wolverine, and the erupted huge force caused the Venom Wolverine to stumble.
Immediately after, Lynn raised his hand once more.
Elbow strike! Elbow strike! Elbow strike!
Accompanied by Lynn's movements, Laoda's martial soul true form was also continuously roaring while elbow-striking the Venom Wolverine.
For a time, dense, muffled sounds intertwined with the man's roars rose and fell one after another.
Bang!!
The Venom Wolverine raised its right hand, steadily blocking this elbow strike from Lynn.
Clearly, Lynn's stats were inferior to its own.
Venom's mouth split open to the roots of its ears, revealing a mouthful of sharp, eerie white teeth.
"Useless... Spider-Man is not here, I am invincible!"
Hearing this familiar line, Lynn couldn't help asking:
"Could you also be the Chengdu Superman?"
"What the heck?"
Venom was stunned. What kind of ghost was this Chengdu Superman? Could there be a Superman in this World?
Swoosh!!
The sharp claws fiercely tore through the airflow, bursting into violent whistling once again as they stabbed toward Lynn's chest.
"This move again?"
Lynn turned around, turning his back to the Venom Wolverine, and his right hand holding the salted fish thrusting sword moved instantly.
Clang! Clang!
Venom manipulated Wolverine, its claws continuously grabbing toward Lynn.
But what it didn't expect was that the fellow in front of it actually used that salted fish to perfectly block all of its attacks.
Not only that, the opponent even deliberately turned his back and didn't even spare him a single glance.
What do you mean by this?
Venom was enraged, immediately mobilizing all the power of Wolverine's entire body, leaping up and fiercely grabbing downward.
"Go to hell! Damned fellow!!"
"Boring."
Lynn opened his mouth and yawned, while his right hand held the salted fish, steadily propping it behind his back.
[Indian Brahmin Parry: From "Releasing Avatar", the mountain with the highest dodging action and the river with the longest execution action.]
[Remark: The gaming circle welcomed an insignificant game, but the MOD community welcomed a new god!]
Clang!
The salted fish thrusting sword perfectly blocked the claw attack of the Venom Wolverine.
Venom went berserk, its pitch-black face visibly blushing with anger.
"Fack! This is too bullying to a symbiote... This is too fucking bullying to a symbiote!!"
Seeing that Lynn was fighting the Venom Wolverine, Harley naturally wasn't idling.
"Tyrannosaurus God of War, get out of the way!!"
Carrying Lynn's Rocket launcher on her shoulder, her face was filled with a look of madness.
"Hahaha, damned monster, I'm gonna shoot you to death, koucha!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
Shell after shell fiercely slammed into the body of the Venom Wolverine, actually directly blowing him away into a nearby street.
The firelight of the explosion illuminated a corner of the street, and harsh police sirens drifted faintly from afar.
However, this kind of attack had absolutely no effect on the Venom Wolverine, which was capable of super-speed self-healing.
Muffled footsteps sounded once more, and a robust figure over three meters tall gradually walked out from the smoke.
There wasn't even a single scratch on his body, as if the shells Harley had blasted out just now were completely fake.
"Holy crab!" Harley was stunned, "Is this even human?"
"He was never human to begin with."
Holding the salted fish thrusting sword in his hands, Lynnrushed forward abruptly.
The salted fish slashed through the air, instantly chopping toward the lower body of the Venom Wolverine.
"Despicable human!"
Venom controlled Wolverine, its right claws suddenly pressing down to block Lynn's salted fish thrusting sword.
Its left hand exerted force, wanting to stab toward Lynn, but for some unknown reason, it automatically stabbed toward the salted fish in the opponent's hand.
After several rounds of clashes, the Venom Wolverine was hacked on the body by Lynn with the salted fish several times.
Those salt crystals fell onto his body, gradually corroding Venom's body.
However, these were always insignificant minor injuries and couldn't inflict any substantial damage on the Venom Wolverine.
"Tch... I need to get Venom off this Wolverine first," Lynnthought to himself.
"What's wrong? Your speed seems to have slowed down!"
Sensing the change in Lynn's parrying speed, Venom wore an arrogant smile on its face.
"Heh, I'm just preparing for the second phase!" Lynnreplied.
"Second phase? You think you are Iron..."
Before it could finish speaking, Venom instantly widened its eyes, looking at the scene before it with utter disbelief.
Beneath the pitch-black night sky, a red-and-gold colored iron armor stood upright on the ground. The surrounding burning flames illuminated the surface of the armor, reflecting a dazzling metallic luster.
Venom: "..."
You really are Iron Man?!