Gotham Dark Godfather

Facing Zhou Hao's constant provocation and verbal harassment, Bain said nothing. He knew very well that Zhou Hao hoped to distract him, so all his energy was focused on his opponent, not giving him any chance to escape. Opportunity.

Once Bain becomes serious, it means that the situation on Zhou Hao's side has hit rock bottom. Every move made by his opponent will make him unable to parry, and any negligence of any move will make him confused.

If he hadn't used mana to increase his body's defense, he would have been beaten to a pulp by now.

"You are so difficult to deal with, aren't you tired?" Zhou Hao gritted his teeth and said. He has never found a suitable opportunity to mend his demons, let alone chant a spell and use more powerful magic. His current mood can be described as It's extremely hard.

But this time, Bain finally spoke slowly and said his first words since the war began.

"If you use your complaining spirit in fighting, you won't die now. Haven't you noticed that you have reached a desperate situation now?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Hao was shocked and looked around quickly.Suddenly, he realized that he had reached the edge of the house without even realizing it. If he took a few steps back, he would fall from the ten-story building.The street below was filled with people shopping, holding dogs, and eating. They all looked at the fight with surprised expressions.

"How could you be forced into such a corner in just a few dozen seconds, Bain, you changed the rhythm of the battle just now?" Zhou Hao yelled, obviously he also realized that he was plotted by Bain, and the other party obviously In a very short time, he calculated the time to reach the edge of the building, and then in vain accelerated the frequency and rhythm of the battle. Taking advantage of the gap when Zhou Hao failed to react, he forced him into such a place where he was besieged on all sides.

As expected, he is a master of guerrilla warfare, and his grasp of the rhythm of battle is far better than ordinary people.

Taking advantage of Zhou Hao's dazed moment, Bain suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhou Hao's ankle that he had no time to pull back, and threw it to the ground. Then, like shaking a toy in his hand, he frantically shook Zhou Hao's ankle. He kept hitting the ground repeatedly.

The weight of an adult seemed to be lighter than a reed in Bain's hand. Zhou Hao felt as if he was on a roller coaster, spinning around. After several heavy blows, he could no longer bear it and vomited blood. out.

Bain wanted this effect. He lifted the seriously injured Zhou Hao above his head, laughed proudly, and shouted at the Gotham citizens watching downstairs:

"Look, this is what happens if you dare to go against me. Another protector has fallen. No one in Gotham can stop me now. You are ready to welcome the new ruler."

After saying that, he wanted to throw Zhou Hao off the roof of the building, just like he threw Batman down the stairs in the 92 comic version.However, at this moment, Zhou Hao's weak voice was heard saying:

"Hey big guy, have you noticed that the two of us are very close now?"

"Well" Bain was stunned when he heard this, not knowing what Zhou Hao meant by this.

Zhou Hao, who was about to be lifted above his head after speaking, suddenly reached out quickly, grabbed the tube behind Bain's head firmly, and said loudly:

"This is the opportunity I've been waiting for. If you pull out this thing, I'll see if you return it."

Before he could finish speaking, a strong current came from Zhou Hao's hand, which bounced him away. There was no way he could tear off the opponent's venom tube.

"Haha, you pulled out my tube last time. Do you think I will be defenseless?" Bain said with a proud smile: "So I installed the current device a long time ago, just waiting for you to take the bait. Or do you think I will?" Do you always make the same mistakes?”

After that, Bain yelled and threw Zhou Hao out from the top floor, as if he was throwing away a rag.

After all, this was the second time Zhou Hao fell from a building overnight, but compared to the first time, this time he was much more miserable. Without any ropes or protective gear, he fell directly from the roof of the building. He fell up and down, constantly hitting the billboards or air-conditioning boxes extending from the corridors along the way. Finally, he fell awkwardly on the concrete floor, making a big crater.

This was probably not the first time that the citizens of Gotham had seen a high-altitude object thrown. Instead of running away in fear, they gathered around in twos and threes, thinking