My days as an armor warrior in DC Comics

"Fair, let's go!"

Sam, who had been hiding aside, saw the battle was over, and immediately ran out and knocked on the armor, feeling novel and happy.

"Sam, do you think this guy deserves to die?" Qi Ping's voice sounded more majestic through Tru's armor.

Sam shrank his neck, and then said: "These mercenaries of Bain are killing people like crazy. If you really want money, they will do anything. If you really want to be tried, a thousand deaths will not be enough!"

"it is good!"

As if he had some cruel intentions, Qi Ping tightened his grip on the dagger, thrust it down, and pierced the squad leader's heart.

This guy struggled with his hands and feet twice, then his neck tilted and he died!

"Yuck~"

Qi Ping knew that this guy deserved to die. The moment he stabbed the dagger into the opponent's heart, his body did not react.

But when he realized that the other party was really dead, a life disappeared under his hands. He couldn't help but recall the education he had received since childhood, about the meaning of life, and felt that he should make some reaction, and then he vomited.

Fortunately, the armor was released in advance, so Qi Ping didn't spit in his face.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked concerned.

Qi Ping wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said with a wry smile: "It feels so uncomfortable to kill someone!"

Sam sighed and said: "In this hellish place like Gotham, you will get used to this feeling sooner or later!"

After saying that, Sam wanted to help him leave, but Qi Ping refused.

Although Qi Ping used the armor to consume a lot of energy, it was not to the point where he needed help from someone to walk.

The two people left the archives room, followed a less crowded area, and quickly left the prison.

In the meantime, Sam used his professional skills to find daily clothes for the two of them, as well as a prison guard's car.

Sam drove this car and left Blackgate Prison and headed straight for the slums.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped.

"Are you there?" Qi Ping stepped out of the car and asked doubtfully.

"No. The police car is too eye-catching. We need to change it."

After saying that, Sam pulled Qi Ping towards a strong man on the roadside.

"Ramsay, long time no see, man."

Ramsay smiled and hugged Sam: "Sam, I thought you would be kept in prison and rot slowly! It seems like you are very lucky!"

Sam waved his hand and said, "I'm not that stupid to stand up to those government thugs!"

"Look, a new car, please give me a price!"

Ramsey glanced at it and said, "You also know that police cars are not easy to attack!"

"Okay, okay, you stingy vampire, just give me a car that can be driven, and I won't care about the rest."

Sam rolled his eyes and held out his right hand.

"Old place!" Ramsay put the car keys in his hand.

"Sam, Batman is dead, and the world is about to change. Penguin, Black Mask and those big guys are fighting like crazy for territory. At this time, you'd better be honest and don't come into contact with people you shouldn't have contact with!"

Ramsay specifically glanced at Qi Ping, who was standing beside him.

"I know it well, bye!"

Sam turned around and walked away, pulling Qi Ping along with him.

"Fair, why did you suddenly become stupid!"

Sitting in the classic car, Sam winked at Qi Ping, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Qi Ping covered his face and said, "I found that I still underestimated the chaos of Gotham. It's really hard to imagine that this is a city in the 21st century!"

As a Chinese, every cell in his body is resisting this corrupt city.

After only being on the street for a few minutes, Qi Ping saw a woman openly soliciting customers, a madman who gambled until his eyes turned red, and an addict who took drugs until his body was deformed.As for the homeless people who are in rags and can only sleep on the street wrapped in cardboard or plastic bags, there are as many as you can see.

Although he had seen many videos on the Internet about the current situation of the country in his previous life, after seeing it with his own eyes, he still felt a deep sense of resistance from his body to his heart.

If he stayed on the street any longer, Qi Ping might faint on the spot.

"How come I, a person who grew up under a red flag, ended up in such a chaotic place?"

Qi Ping grimaced, not even the magic box could give him a sense of security.

Because it was the Demon Sealing Box that asked him to stay in Gotham, the city of crime. Once he escaped from battle, he would lose the qualification to become an armored warrior, and the Demon Sealing Box would automatically leave him to find another qualified summoner.

"Oh my god!" Qi Ping leaned on the back of the passenger seat, his head became confused and he couldn't even think normally!

"Fair, we have all escaped from Blackgate Prison, why are you still looking so sad?" Sam said cheerfully.

"With your ability, you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself in Gotham!"

"Alas!" Qi Ping said with his eyes closed: "The word evil is destined to be impossible to associate with me in this life!"

"what?!"

Sam couldn't laugh or cry: "Brother, don't be ridiculous. In this hellish place like Gotham, do you still want to be a good person? It would be faster to just commit suicide."

Sam laughed, thinking he was joking, didn't take it to heart, and continued driving.

Qi Ping didn't explain too much, put his hand on the Demon Sealing Box, and then mentally entered the Demon Sealing Box.

Because the Demon Sealing Box spent all its energy traveling through the world, all Qi Ping's spirit can see now is a scale bar of a few 30.00%.

Only when the scale bar reaches [-]%, the Demon Sealing Box will be reopened, but that is not a complete recovery, just a minimum requirement.

During this period of time, most of the mental energy that Qi Ping had cultivated was sent to the Demon Sealing Box to provide energy for the resurrection of this artifact.

Unfortunately, his mental energy is too weak now. Even if it is fully injected into the Demon Sealing Box, it will only bring about a 1% increase in power.

"Okay, let's set a small goal first and then open the magic box!"

The message sent to him by the Demon Sealing Box was very vague. Apart from the basic principles, there was only one message: Don't leave Gotham for the time being.

Why, what to do?The Demon Sealing Box didn't explain anything clearly.

However, since the other party holds his lifeline, then just do it!

Qi Ping really didn't have the guts to throw down the magic-sealing box. If in other worlds, there was no need for him to give it a try if there was a mental energy cultivation technique, but in DC, a place full of dangers, he really couldn't survive without armor. To achieve success in cultivation.

"We have arrived!"

Qi Ping was woken up by Sam. He got out of the car and saw an abandoned factory.

"This is the largest gathering place for slum scavengers. I grew up here." Sam really regards this place as his home.

"How old are you!" But Qi Ping's focus was now very different.

"24 years old, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Gotham City was in such a bad state more than 20 years ago. Have you never thought of rebelling?"

Qiping couldn't understand Sam, and Sam didn't even understand what rebellion meant.

The two stared at each other for a while, and Qi Ping gave up first. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, none of this is important! Let's go!"

Sam led the way, and at the same time he felt that Qi Ping was getting more and more strange, even stranger than in prison. Wasn't Gotham always like this?Nothing to be surprised about.