American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

Damn it, did I offend Jackie Chan, the Fighting King of Furniture City? So cruel?

Miao Mu cursed in his heart and raised his hands to block the attack. All the beatings he had received in his two lifetimes combined were not as many as the one he received today.

His face was really bruised and swollen. Without even looking, Miaomu could feel that his body was definitely covered with bruises.

Especially the ribs, this guy Rorschach specifically hit those most painful spots. If Miaomu hadn't been able to hold his breath and endure it, he would have definitely suffered internal injuries and vomited blood.

Miaomu stepped back quickly and kicked the wooden box next to him to block the glass bottle flying towards him.

With a crackling sound, the glass bottle shattered all over the floor.

Before Naegi could fight back, Rorschach came at him again, kicking him in the face, close to the ground.

The glass fragments on the ground flew towards Miaomu like shotgun bullets, scaring him so much that his back felt cold. He quickly grabbed his coat and slapped it.

The coat was torn into strips by the glass fragments. During this delay, Rorschach rushed over and hit Miaomu's left face with one punch, and then immediately followed up with another punch.

Naegi gritted his teeth and threw a straight punch, hitting Rorschach in the chest and knocking him away. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

During this period of fighting, Naegi also got to know Rorschach's strength, and also had a new understanding of his own strength.

His physical fitness and abilities are stronger than Rorschach's, especially under the effect of the Eye of Truth.

But Rorschach's fighting quality was too high, and the damage that Naegi inflicted on him was hardly 100% of his strength.

At first, Miaomu thought that this guy was faster than him, so he couldn't hit him and couldn't do any damage, but now Miaomu has figured it out. Rorschach is not fast, even slower than him.

It's just that Rorschach's reaction was quick, and he was constantly attacking, taking advantage of every opportunity to throw a few extremely fierce punches, forcing Naegi to defend continuously and not sense anything happening.

"Do you want to fight again? I won't hold back!"

Miaomu moved the corners of his mouth, tore off his white shirt, and threw it on the ground with his backhand, revealing a body of muscles as strong as steel plates with some faintly visible scars on them.

The stitched and healed scar on the back was like a zipper, clinging to the skin.

Rorschach stood up from the ground, raised his hand and pounded his chest twice, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His face was expressionless, without any expression. He raised his hand to take off his tattered jacket and took out a white, ink-stained hood mask from his arms.

Putting it on his head, Rorschach looked at Naegi seriously and pulled the hood off with force, and black ink appeared on his face, forming an ever-changing pattern.

Rorschach's hoarse voice rang out: "Tell me! What did you see!"

Miaomu looked at Rorschach's "face" and saw the ink stains changing. Suddenly, the mask turned into a ferocious and terrifying lion!

I just felt a chill in my spine.

The next moment, Miaomu felt a pain in his chest, a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood flowed up and was held in his mouth.

"Puff!" Miaomu spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

Rorschach clenched his fist and hit Naegi right in the chest, the ink on Rorschach's mask changing with his emotions.

The personality test formed by the ink on the mask, when changed in a certain order, will make people feel fearful and thus create a trance state. People are always afraid to see their true inner selves.

“It’s still early!!!”

Miaomu gritted his teeth and shouted, his white teeth were covered with a layer of blood, making him look even more hideous.

He swung his arm forward, and the arm armor on his arm bounced off the blade.

Three blades slashed through the air and slashed at Rorschach. Rorschach was not surprised by this. He also had a friend who loved inventions, just like this...

Rorschach suddenly stepped back. There was a rope behind him pulling him, allowing him to move away quickly, just enough time for Naegi to miss.

"What?!" Miao Mu looked up quickly and found out.

When Rorschach rushed over, he used the grappling gun to entangle the stairs on the wall, and then used the mobile device on it to quickly leave.

Speaking of which, the grappling gun is not exclusive to Batman, but Batman is the only one who can use the grappling gun in such a variety of ways.

"You can't beat me, at least not yet."

Rorschach retracted the grappling gun, squatted on the railing of the fire escape staircase, looked at Miaomu, and asked:

"Now can you tell me, how did you know my identity?"

Jason, who was upstairs, tiptoed over with a brick and smashed it down.

With a bang, the brick was smashed into pieces by the triangular hook fired from the front of the hook gun, and the brick fragments fell to the ground.

"Jason, don't act rashly!" Miao Mu scolded harshly, causing Jason to retreat reluctantly.

Miao Mu raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and spat out the blood in his mouth.

Looking up at Rorschach, I realized that I had indeed underestimated him...

"The sign you're holding is too conspicuous. There's no nuclear war at this time. If you want to protest, change it."

"Not that...how did you know about me?"

"..."

Miao Mu frowned. This was really hard to make up... But he had a way. "I checked it online. You probably don't know that dangerous people like you are all registered with the government, right?"

Looking at the changing ink on Rorschach's face, Naegi forced himself not to look, looked away and said:

"I came here because of his reputation. I happened to be passing through Los Angeles and wanted to see... what kind of person Rorschach, the uncompromising man, is."

Rorschach remained silent, but in his heart he still believed what Naegi said, because he knew the nature of America very well.

To this day, his wanted poster with a reward is still hanging at the door of the police station, although he doesn't care.

"You are a policeman, but your moves don't look like one. Who is your master?" Rorschach asked.

This was also what he was curious about, because Naegi's fighting was completely disorganized. Although he had the foundation of Iron Monkey Fist, his fighting style was still street fighting moves.

Direct and decisive, but not ruthless enough, very similar to Rorschach, he also came from a wild background, constantly improved in battle, and finally merged.

"I don't have a master. I learned everything on my own. I inherited a martial art and had some basic skills... so I became complacent." Miaomu admitted his shortcomings straightforwardly.

"..." Rorschach pondered for a moment.

Miao Mu looked at the sudden change in his face and quickly took advantage of the situation and shouted: "Can you teach me a few moves?"

"No." Rorschach refused flatly.

"Then can you fight with me again?" Miao Mu looked up and asked.

"...Tonight at twelve o'clock, still here. But I won't fight you. If you want, you can come again."

After saying this, Rorschach jumped down the stairs, turned around and left without looking back.

Miaomu looked at the alley that looked like it had been swept by a tornado, picked up the white shirt on the ground, threw it down, and put it on again.

"Can't you beat him?" Jason came down the stairs and handed the black coat he was wearing to Naoki.

"I can beat him... next time." Miaomu said in a deep voice, but he lowered his head to look at the bruises all over his body.

Miao Mu smiled bleakly and said, "This is so unlucky... I even suspect that I stepped on the black cat's tail, broke the mirror, or was cursed by the gypsy. It's so damn unlucky..."

"I will avenge you!" Jason said seriously.

Miao Mu looked up at him, raised his hand and rubbed Jason's head, messing up his hair.

"You want to punch and kick the nursing home? You haven't been allowed to swing your fists yet today. Practice your boxing skills before dinner!"