I Am The Strongest Player In History!

Director's office.

The position that originally belonged to the chief minister is now sitting on Dianwen with a contented look on his face.

But the original owner of the chair could only squat in front of him, using his back as a "chair" for his legs.

Dian Wen flipped through the documents casually, holding a gun against the chief's head in one hand.

"Oh, oh, look, look, sir, you really have a wide range of friends."

Three personal letters were dug out by the interrogator and thrown in front of the chief. There were three signatures on them, each of which was Gotham's most famous underground emperor. Naturally, Black Mask also

"............"

"No, no, no." Dian Wen flicked the gun in his hand, which made the commander break into a cold sweat, "Call me Dean.

"Yes, yes...Dean."

Somehow, when hearing this word, the director always thought of something bad, so he became even more flustered.

Orphanages, kindergartens, hospitals, mental hospitals.

Based on the title "Dean", he immediately thought of these four most common facilities, and the first two were obviously impossible, and they didn't look like hospitals, so the rest were just

...

"Okay. The association ends here."

As if he knew what the director was thinking, Dianwen interrupted his random thoughts with a smile.

"Now let's get down to business. But before that, I have an address that I want to show you, Mr. Shi." The nervous smile on Dian Wen's face became more intense, "No. 1430 Alf Street. I don't know if Mr. Shi has it." No impression?"

impression?

More than just an impression!

After hearing this address, the director's whole body began to tremble violently, and the original panic turned into a bone-deep fear.

That's...his home!

Dian Wen grinned and said: "It seems that you have an impression, so the next step will be easy. I want you to hold a press conference, and the time is set in three hours. If you dare to do something I don't want to see, Then as a homeless person, I can only live at this address for a few days. Do you understand?"

"Yes! Yes! (abaa) I'll do it right away!"

"very good."

Dian Wen put down his feet and watched the director get up and make several phone calls in succession. After arranging all the things he told him, he stood up and walked out the door.

Looking at his back, the minister's long hand slowly reached for a button under the table.

At this moment, Dianwen suddenly turned around, frightening him so much that he quickly retracted his hand and was covered in sweat.

Dian Wen pulled out his pistol with exaggerated movements [pointing to Shiqiu's head ten times.

"Oh! No, no, no! My God! Dean! You can't do this! I have done everything you said!!"

The director quickly raised his hands, his legs trembling involuntarily. If it weren't for the support of his desire to survive, he might have fallen to the ground.

"Don't be nervous~ I just..." Dianwen's mouth twisted, and his finger slowly pulled the trigger, "Surprise!~"

Bang!

The trigger was fully pulled and the gun fired, but... there was no bullet.

A small flag reading "Surprise" hung from the gun's muzzle.

The director shivered all over and fell to the ground, his trousers all wet.

"Hahahaha! Don't be nervous! This is just a little surprise for you from your friend. Dianwen laughed and bent down, looking at the commander, and then his "gentle" smile gradually turned sinister, "Remember. If you dare to touch something you shouldn’t touch with your hands, bam~”

"Next time, it might be a real bullet."

"Yes! Dean, please believe me! I will never do it again..."

Before Director Shi could finish what he said, Dianwen had already opened the door and left.

It was as if everything just now was just an impromptu performance. In fact, he didn't care at all that the teacher did unnecessary things.

But in fact, today's chief minister would not dare to do those things again even if he was given a hundred courages.

When he came to the door, Dianwen called another taxi, reported his address, and rushed to the next location.

at the same time.

On the Gotham Bridge, two people stood opposite each other, each posing what they thought was their best pose.

"Devil, demon, you just won't let me go?"

JOE crossed his arms over his chest, lowered his head slightly, and thought he was very cool and said the lines that had a strong sense of familiarity.

"JOE, don't do this." The monster sighed, with a sad face, "I just want to play a game with you. King of Glory? Chicken? Rock, paper, scissors? If I win, I will be yours."

"God damn my people! You faggot!"

JOE was shocked on the spot.

I guess even the system thinks that monsters deserve to be scolded, so... since they are not blocked!

In the distance, two heads lay neatly on the rooftop, looking at the two funny men on the bridge.

"Actually, that's what I wanted to say."

Shikong turned his head to look at Yuan beside him, it was so wonderful.

Yuan and Miaowushu shrugged, looked up at an unknown object in the sky, pointed at it and said, "Do you think we should remind them?"

Shikong smiled obscenely and said, "What do you think?"

Yuan, Miaowu also smiled, with an expression of "I think the same as you".

"Then let's move in and out quickly. Don't let that lunatic Dianwen find us."

"Um."

As the two people left, the two people on the other side of the bridge seemed ready to start fighting.

Under the setting sun, they ran toward each other. This scene could be called beautiful, if it weren't for the trouble.

Wow!

The psychopath in the black bat suit, ah no, Batman fell next to the two of them, stretched out his two hands, pinched their necks one on the left and the other on the right, and then...

Bang!

The two heads hit each other, and they fainted in confusion. .