Bat Fight Simulator

Then came the data sent to the police station. The entire trafficking line was uprooted. The other party was like a righteous man who suddenly appeared and just wanted to bring the crime to justice.

If it weren't for the extremely cruel means and the corpses, Tim might not have pursued so relentlessly.

He didn't agree with the method of stopping the crime by means of murder.

Tim also thought about what it would be like to really find the other party, but perhaps, if there was a chance, he would still want to try to persuade the other party to stop more such possible behaviors.

Although the probability of successful communication based on the personality profile of the behavior is about zero, the brave Robin will not give up.

Thinking of this, Tim Drake felt that he had finally rested enough. He opened his eyes and saw the ceiling painted with ducks. Well, it was a very cute image full of childishness. Even the chandelier changed its style to stars.

Looking at this completely unfamiliar arrangement, Tim was very calm and began to look around him.

The pink bed under him, the green floor, the red and yellow walls, the fairytale and mechanical style decoration, he also saw a wall covered with various photos, most of which were photos of Dick and Jason during the Robin period.

Tim was very calm when he found himself in a different place for no reason, and he was even able to continue thinking. Seeing this weird decoration, he was able to face this strange environment calmly, although this was supposed to be his room, and the various items and placements had not changed.

But when he saw the whole wall of Robin photos, Tim, Tim almost broke apart.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, what's going on? ? ?

Although he felt ashamed and had a kind of social death of being publicly executed, after all, he did follow Robin and secretly take photos for a long time, but as Robin, he was more suspicious that the guy who pulled him into this place wanted to use this method to warn him, such as to understand his situation.

Tim tried to calm his mind, looked around and tried to leave the room, well, the door lock was easily opened, is there no limit in this regard?

But before he finished thinking, he was shocked by the cyberpunk fairytale style decoration of Wayne Manor 2.0.

He thought his room was strange enough, and the second floor was even more, uh, imaginative.

To be honest, can you really step on this carpet made of candy? They actually look like they have noses and eyes.

The corridor lights are actually Nightwing figurines, but isn’t it a bit too much to use Juan Jim to glow?

There are even bat wallpapers. At a glance, the bat elements are not only seriously excessive, but also pink.

The fancy new world gate almost dazzled Tim, the little president, and Robin in the mask of pain could only sit helplessly on the spot. To be honest, this saturation is really too high, high pink, high blue, high green, reflective highlights, and very bright Juan Jim lights.

If it was a designer from Wayne Group, he guaranteed that the other party could just pack up and leave.

It’s a pity that Messiah is not a designer from Wayne Group. Maybe he should be thankful that the player is not interested in changing careers to become a designer.

"Hey, Tim..." A weak sigh came from another door. Dick, who was almost turning into a pink wing, was also squatting at the door. He had just tried stepping on the carpet, and the candies screamed!

So why is there a carpet that is not only full of candies, but also these candies have noses and eyes?

Tim looked at Dick, whose uniform color was obviously wrong, in confusion, and his tone was quite hesitant, "Are you okay, Nightwing?"

"It's okay, it's just that the color of the uniform has changed. To be honest, I don't know why. I just closed my eyes for five minutes in front of the computer, and I opened my eyes and found myself here. Then I found that my uniform color..."

Dick couldn't say anything at this point, because he saw the lights in this corridor and was shocked. Because of the touching brightness of Juan and Jim, he couldn't see clearly whether the color of the whole row of Nightwing figures was pink or blue.

That's right, it's not just one or two, but a whole row.

"But aren't there too many bats in this corridor? And why are they all pink?"

Nightwing also saw pink bat wallpaper, pink bat table lamp, pink bat door and various paintings of the same style, decorations, and pink bat stair handrails.

"Well, pink is actually too, uh, energetic."

Nightwing looked at Tim, who couldn't help but close his eyes, and then looked at the design of this space with a saturation that was so high that it was dazzling. It can only be said that it is quite individual and ingenious.

"But the other party seems to have discovered our identity. Did he invade the manor?" But when he thought of the current situation, Tim couldn't help frowning again.

Dick was not as worried as Tim, he shrugged.

"Don't worry, anyway, if the other party is going to announce our identity, why would they go to such great lengths to do this."

In fact, Dick felt that the person who arranged this place had no ill intentions, and it could even be said that he had a lot of childishness. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a pile of dolls, such as little dinosaurs, kittens, and puppies. They were fluffy and soft to the touch and very easy to hug.

He also secretly hugged and touched them several times.

Of course, it was just a matter of not stepping on the carpet. This did not bother the two vigilantes. After crawling under the bright lights, they finally left the second floor and headed for the first floor. By the way, Dick finally saw clearly that the uniform of the Nightwing figurine was not blue, but pink...

Well, he should have thought of it earlier, but he just couldn't control his curiosity.

The bat handrail, which was not smooth at all, was not suitable for sliding all the way to the bottom, but fortunately there was no candy carpet on the stairs, but it was replaced by a bat carpet. However, stepping on bats was better than stepping on candies that would make you scream in pain, so Nightwing went down.

Unfortunately, this piece of bat carpet was finally not pink, but red. It would not scream in pain, but he would curse. Nightwing was cursed from all angles by a carpet. Seeing this, Tim first honestly retracted his outstretched foot, bypassed the red bat carpet, stepped on the handrail and jumped downstairs.