My days as an armor warrior in DC Comics

The next day, Qi Ping woke up from bed. The scene of being beaten last night was still vivid in his mind, and he subconsciously let out a cry of pain.

"Ouch! It feels so uncomfortable!"

After screaming a few times, he realized that last night was just a mental pain, and there was no actual physical change.

In other words, he also needs to convert mental fighting skills into physical instinctive reactions.

"Mr. Fair, what's wrong? What happened?"

A teenage boy heard the shout and ran in immediately.

Qi Ping stood up from the bed, waved to him and said, "It's okay, this bed is not good, it makes my back hurt!"

"Is Sam awake?"

"woke up!"

He stretched his waist and went directly to Sam.

Passing by a specially designated canteen, the scavengers were eating.

After Sam mentioned that there was not much food, Qi Ping collected the food and distributed it uniformly to eat in the canteen.

In difficult situations, rationing is always the best solution!

After rejecting everyone's invitation to eat together, Qi Ping entered Sam's room, where he was sitting on the bed eating.

"Sit down, I'm going out with you to look for food today, and I'll go to the TV station to collect wool." Qi Ping greeted him warmly.

Sam's expression looked like he was looking at you as a lunatic: "Brother, my leg is injured like this, how can I go out with you! Find someone else, there are a few guys who are very smart and can help you lead the way!"

"Oh, I have my own way!" Qi Ping put his hand on the wound and used his willpower to treat him.

This is a treatment method that Qi Ping specifically asked the God of the Mountain. Mental energy is essentially the embodiment of life energy, and it is easy to heal injuries.

It was not successful before because his method was wrong.

"It really works!" Sam exclaimed, feeling the itching sensation of the wound on his leg.

A few minutes later, Qi Ping took back his hand, and Sam jumped out of bed and started bouncing around again.

"It's no problem now! Let's go!"

Qi Ping pulled him outside, arranged the defense work, drove the truck and left the old apartment building.

"Fair, how did you manage to heal the gunshot wound by covering it for a while? Is it a magical Chinese internal skill?" Sam asked curiously.

Qi Ping didn't bother to explain, so he waved his hand and said, "You can understand it this way!"

"Then can I learn?"

"Okay, but I want to examine you first!"

The Heart of the Mountain and the Emperor War Dragon have no objections to the practice of spiritual energy being transmitted to others, provided that Qi Pingn can bear the consequences of doing so.

Qi Ping has not yet determined how he will go in the future. He has a big goal of defeating the remnants of the Shadow Realm. The specific method of action is still uncertain.

"After a while, I'll tell you whether I want to teach you or not!"

Avoiding the topic, Qi Ping asked Sam: "Where are you going to get food? Or are you going to steal things and exchange them with those on the black market?"

"Alas!" Sam also looked embarrassed and said uncertainly: "After the city was closed, the movement of all materials became more difficult, and the price of food increased linearly. And now that no one goes out, it is difficult for me to steal any more. What is it! Feier, you have so many ideas, help me think of a solution!"

"Well, you asked so suddenly, I also..."

Qi Ping looked out through the car window.

I saw that the streets were filled with garbage and debris, which was unsightly.The walls on both sides were covered with bullet holes left by firefights, and in some hidden corners there were even the bodies of many unlucky people lying.

After seeing many of these bloody scenes, Qi Ping was no longer as hard to accept as before, but the anger in his heart did not diminish either.

"Well, how about we go directly to grab food?" Qi Ping suddenly thought.

Sam asked blankly: "No, who should we rob?"

"Penguin, Black Mask, Bane, etc. Didn't the things in these villains' hands also come from plunder?"

"Why can't we take what these villains robbed?"

The more Qi Ping thought about it, the more it made sense. Since he couldn't get along with the villain anyway, he might as well just do it cruelly.

"Wait a minute, I think this plan needs long-term consideration." Sam was startled. He was just a thief. He would tremble when he heard a big shot like Penguin, let alone a robbery.

"We'd better go to the TV station first and look for the signal transmitter. We're not in a hurry about the food. We're not in a hurry."

Sam stepped on the accelerator and headed straight for the TV station, fearing that if he was too late, Qi Ping would regret it.

Qi Ping looked at Sam's performance and didn't say much. He felt in his heart that Sam still needed to be trained. Ever since he killed the land grabber, it was destined to be a life-and-death battle between them and the Penguin.

……

"We have arrived!"

Under Sam's acceleration, the two quickly arrived around the TV station, found a secret place to hide the car, and then walked forward.

"It seems that the area around this TV station is not peaceful either!"

This is Getan. Qi Ping wouldn't be stupid enough to rush in. Who knows what kind of old Yinbi is hidden in this building.

So he took out the True Summoner, found a camera, hacked into the surveillance system, and found that the building was surrounded by unknown armed men.

Sam first marveled at the wonder of the summoner, and then wondered: "A TV station is not worth much, why would they go to war in such a big way?"

"You don't understand this. Now that the government has given up on Gotham and almost all the upper-level officials have fled, taking over the TV station means controlling the flow of information in Gotham. Super villains like the Penguin want To expand our own manpower and power, we have to capture this place, and if it doesn’t work, we can’t let others get it.”

"Doesn't that mean that this place will become a battlefield next!" Sam has a keen sense of danger: "Let's change places! There are large signal transmitters everywhere!"

"Don't worry." Qi Ping hesitated for a while but decided to go in. Although he was worried in his heart, since it was something he was destined to face, he might as well take the initiative.

"I'll go in alone and you'll stay outside. If something goes wrong, just run away. Don't worry about me!"

"You always find a way, I'm not worried at all."

Sam dutifully ran back to the truck and waited.

Qi Ping walked towards the building. He didn't know how to sneak in, but he didn't need to sneak in either.

Several large gangs were recruiting people. When they got closer, it was a mess, like a vegetable market, and no one was checking their identities.

He blended into the crowd and swaggered into the building. The whole process was like a sightseeing tour, without any difficulty.

"Where should we go next?" Qi Ping didn't know much about the TV station and asked directly to the Emperor's Dragon in the Demon Sealing Box.

"It doesn't matter, just find any host and I can connect to the antenna here."

Qi Ping nodded, found a studio and walked in.

He placed the magic sealing box on the switch, and the golden particles flowed out. The Emperor War Dragon began to use the communication network that could cover the entire city to check the remaining shadow signals in the city.

Qi Ping didn't need to participate in this process, he just stayed aside and waited. But not long after, there was a sudden noise outside.

Several gangs gathered their men and started fighting on a large scale.