[Comprehensive British and American] Heroes set up villains script

The guests didn't expect that Barry would directly start a mess in the hall regardless of their lives, and they all panicked.

Aesop, who was surrounded by black gun muzzles, did not panic at all, and the man in the costume of the Holy See with a gun approached slowly.

Aesop finally moved. He rolled around on the ground and rolled into the crowd. Two silver blades flew out from his cuffs and hit the heads of two enemies who surrounded him.

With a hook of his foot, he hooked the gun of the fallen enemy to him, and his fingers turned the gun to aim at the man behind him without hesitation, and he shot twice.

Aesop grabbed a man who was scared to the ground when he heard the gunshots—he guessed that this person had never even touched a gun, the kind who likes to point out the country behind him, otherwise how could he be intimidated by the gunshots .

Aesop grabbed the man and threw it at the enemy fiercely, and all the bullets shot into the man's body.

Aesop raised his leg and hooked an enemy's neck and knocked him down.

The leg pressed the opponent's neck so that he could not move. The gun in his hand aimed at another enemy's leg twice, and finally made up a headshot.

He slammed the man's neck hard with his elbow, and calmly shot the man in the head after the incident, blood sticking to his face.

Aesop threw out the empty gun.

Aesop picked up the pistol of the enemy who had been pierced through the brain by himself, and the whole body bounced and hit another enemy. Another pulls the trigger.

Aesop kicked the round table and knocked down a guest. He slid behind the round table, and the enemy started shooting at his cover. Fortunately, these tables were made of solid wood and were not so easy to break.

The gunfire stopped, and the round table was punched with many bullet holes. The silence behind the round table made it impossible for the soldiers to tell whether they had killed Aesop or not.

The leading Holy See soldier made a gesture, and the few surviving soldiers immediately surrounded the round table.

In the next second, a black figure flew out of the round table, and Aesop stepped on the edge of the round table and soared into the air. The silver butterfly knife in his hand seemed to be shining dazzlingly under the light.

The butterfly knife pierced an enemy's throat and brought out a string of blood beads. Aesop ducked to avoid the bullet, and he shot out the other two scalpels hidden in his cuff, killing two enemies.

Aesop raised his eyes, and glanced coldly at the last four remaining enemies. The remaining four didn't expect him to be so good at fighting, and pointed their guns at him in a panic, but they didn't dare to shoot.

Because they knew at this moment that they were sent to die by Barry,

Aesop turned his neck, suddenly his face became stiff for a moment, and immediately withdrew his stiff expression.

pain.

It hurts.

He had broken several bones, punctured his internal organs, and now he could feel excruciating pain just to breathe.

but?why is that?

Isn't his injury almost healed?

He is clear about his own body, even if he does strenuous exercise with his current wound, as long as he doesn't get seriously injured again, it won't be a serious problem.

why?

An idea gradually appeared in Aesop's mind.

Unless, his wound is actually not healed at all.

Everyone in Wayne Manor told him that his wound was healing so he could stop the medication, which made him delusional.

His wound is almost healed.

lie.

fraud.

His wounds may never heal without continued medication.

That's why I've been out of Wayne Manor for two or three days, but Batman hasn't looked for him at all.

Aesop doesn't think Batman is going to let it go, then.

Batman wants to let the pain teach himself a long memory, or he will go back to the Batcave and be willing to become the criminal that Batman caught and was not placed in Arkham or Black Gate, or he will wait to die.

Aesop grabbed a person to block the bullet with no expression on his face, and quickly rushed towards those people. The blade cut their necks and cut their lives.

Aesop swung the knife and walked back to Peggy's side. Peggy had found a place to hide from the moment Aesop started killing people. It's not that she didn't know how to fight.

In fact, her fighting power is not weaker than Talia.

It's just that she doesn't want blood to stain her clothes. The nun's clothes in the church should be clean and clean, and there is no room for a drop of blood on those valuable clothes.

Aesop stood beside Peggy, obediently like a puppet, but his hand holding the knife trembled slightly because of the pain.

Paige sensed this and knew why.Oh, she knew Bruce Wayne would not let him go so easily.

Peggy spread out Aesop's hand, and Aesop looked at her, vigilance and killing intent erupted in his mind, he suppressed it to prevent it from erupting, and held the blade tightly with the other hand.

Peggy put the syringe of blue liquid in the palm of Aesop's hand.

"Use it, it'll make you feel better," Paige said softly.

Aesop stared silently at the syringe in his hand, he knew what was in it.

Compound No. [-], with the emergence of superpowers, compound No. [-] also appeared. The stimulant for superpowers can make the power of superpowers reach the limit in a short time.

A small amount of No. [-] compound is also suitable for human beings, but the pressure on the body will be greater and it will be more likely to collapse.

Peggy glanced calmly at Barry, who was sitting on the throne without any sense of crisis. He seemed to have watched a scene, a scene of beheading his own subordinates.

These soldiers are just the most ordinary law enforcers of the Holy See. They obey the orders of anyone higher than them. They are different from the four angels in the Holy See who have their own jurisdiction. arrive.

She had to die for Barry's ambition, which made Peggy's hatred of Barry rise to the top.

"You don't think this is over, do you?" Peggy whispered, the four angels at the top of the Holy See's combat power have not yet appeared, the Angel of Law Enforcement, the Angel of Death, the Angel of Mercy and the Platinum Angel.

Peggy didn't believe that Barry didn't call them back to deal with her two. Barry knew his own methods. No one in the Holy See could beat her except the Four Angels. If there really wasn't one, then Barry was too confident.

This Peggy really guessed wrong, Barry did not recall the four angels.

Aesop was silent for a moment, he lifted his sleeve to reveal his arm full of knife marks, his skin was pale, and he easily found the indigo vein under the skin.

Aesop stuck the needle into the blood vessel and pushed the liquid in. It was always more difficult to get the liquid in than to pull it out. The swelling and pain came, and the veins burst out of his arm.

After injecting a tube, Aesop crushed the needle tube and threw it on the ground. His vision became blurred. He shook his head, and his vision became clear again. The round pupils became sharp like a cat. The past is clearer.

Aesop couldn't feel the pain, but could only feel the surging excitement, which made him desperately want to do something to expend his energy.

Sensing something passing through the wind, Aesop's eyes caught the bullet, and he pressed Peggy's head down to avoid the bullet.

Aesop stared vigilantly at the direction where the bullets were coming from. He saw the muzzle of the gun shining with silver light. Aesop said to Peggy in a hoarse voice: "Hide well." After finishing speaking.

He rushed out with a swipe, aiming directly at the place where the bullet flew.

"I didn't expect a single bullet to solve it...otherwise I would be too sorry for the price I paid, so just kill it perfunctorily." The figure lying on the palace beam sighed, his voice was old but powerful.

He didn't wait for Aesop to take the initiative to attack him, he rolled over and landed firmly on the ground.

Black and orange intersecting metal battle suit, the face is covered by a hood, only one brown eye is exposed, and the other eye is a machine with red light, and the whole person exudes a heavy sense of death.

Some of the guests in the hall who were hiding far away recognized him, and screamed the person's name in horror.

Death knell.

A professional assassin, as long as he is given money, he can do any assassination business, including the assassination of the mayor of Gotham City, which once severely damaged the Titan squad led by Nightwing.

So far, there have been no failed missions other than the failure of Penguin to hire him to kill Batman, Batman, oh, no one can beat Batman.

Deathstroke also severely wounded Batman while being subdued by Batman.

"Hey, kid from the clown family. I don't know how you got involved with the Holy See. My target is Peggy Christian. If you get in the way, I will kill you together." His voice was low and hoarse, and he said these words in a leisurely manner, which gave people an invisible oppression.

In all fairness, Deathstroke doesn't want to kill Aesop, the clown's son. If he is killed, the clown may turn against him, which will make him one less user. The clown is different from the penguin who cares about everything.

The clown is very generous, no matter how high the price he raises, the clown can get the money, maybe blowing up a bank, or robbing Falcone's money laundering point.

Aesop frowned slightly when he saw the death knell. It is not surprising that the death knell knew him. The clown had a business relationship with the death knell, and he saw himself in the basement. He watched them blankly from the sidelines.

For some unknown reason, Aesop guessed that it might be because he wanted his boss to feel that he was easy to get along with, so he placed more orders for him to do tasks. Deathstroke casually asked the clown about himself.

The clown got excited, he pulled the death knell and talked for 5 minutes that he was his child blablabla.

Want to fight Deathstroke?

He absolutely can't beat him. Is it really necessary to fight Deathstroke for Peggy's ambition?

Of course not, Aesop had weighed it long ago, other than his own life and Jason's life, other things were nothing.

But the excitement couldn't subside for a long time, and the excitement of fighting against a strong enemy finally overwhelmed hesitation.

Aesop flicked the butterfly knife in his hand, and lowered his body to prepare for the fight.

Death Bell pulled out a long stick from behind, and swung a stick flower in his hand.He sighed: "Little devil? Fight me? Do you know that I never leave a life alive." His voice was harsh at the end.

"Old people, ha. Can't you find a corner to drink tea and raise cats for the elderly, or lie down in the cemetery?" Aesop smiled maliciously, and his excitement became more and more intense.

"Smart-tongued kid, let the wailing of your bones resound through here." The death knell sneered, and swung the stick at Aesop.

Aesop dodged the blow, the butterfly knife swung towards the death knell and was blocked by the long stick, he leaned back two steps.

The weapon is too short to hit Death Knell.

Aesop rolled over and slashed at the death knell with the tip of his shoe exposed. The death knell grabbed Aesop's leg and pulled him closer. The distance of the attack was shortened. He also received death knell and was thrown a few meters away.

The death knell touched the scratches on the battle suit, and Aesop's knife couldn't even wear out his armor. "Small cleverness, but it's useless."

Aesop stood up and looked at the butterfly knife in his hand, hey, it was either a special blade or it was easy to break, the blade was too short, and the length it could use was too little.

Aesop rushed to the death knell again.

At this time, the door was kicked open, and the movement startled the guests.

With two hot guns in his hands, Jason, wearing a suit with an umbrella on his back, glanced at Deathstroke and Aesop who were confronting each other. "Yo, it's so lively."

The author has something to say:

The first time I am addicted to horse companies...I don’t know how many days, I haven’t written an article for many days, ah, who cares, horse companies are so beautiful! !I've loved Skiper all my life! ! !