Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

The cat ear control cannot be equated with the girl's heart.

Jennifer organized this cognition into a document 3 minutes after the start of the battle, inserted it in the "A Thousand Things About Bruce Wayne" folder, pulled it out again, inserted it in the "Appendix", and finally took a mark The pen is marked red.

Correction - don't mess with anyone with cat ears.

Jennifer cautiously held the knife and leaned back. The body temperature of the white camel gave her a sense of security in suspension.However, the battle situation in front of him changed within a few minutes. The cat-eared man only yelled at him before he stepped forward, waved Ukabi to the side like a chicken, and threw himself at the mysterious "death knell". go up.

"Bah!"

Deathstroke put his arms in front of him and resisted a heavy punch.The opponent's claws met his battle suit, pulling out a long spark.Immediately after the defensive action, he threw away the long sword and stabbed, and at the same time raised his right leg and kicked violently, using his strength to fly back.

The gun held on the chest has never been a display.

The HKMP7 submachine gun spits out crazy flames, enough to tear any flesh and blood to pieces.This highly respected individual weapon roared, pouring countless bullets at the opponent.

People often say that the hail of bullets was just an adjective in the past, but at this moment, the guy in the weird clothes stood still and did not dodge, and the bullets hit his battle clothes one after another, it was really like "raindrops" "Generally, it can only stir up a series of blue-purple lines, and it can't shake the earth at all.

"It's so cool!" Ukabi squatted beside Jennifer and whispered, "No one can beat you—the Black Panther!"

As if to confirm his words, after 40 rounds of long magazines were fired, "Black Panther" leaped into the air, and flew the death knell from the heads of several camels to a very far distance. shock wave.

This circle of shock waves was louder than a sonic boom, and the raging black storm was instantly cleared of a clean gap. The sand surface under his feet sank spirally, and the death knell that had just landed was knocked into the air for the second time, a little surprised Throwing away the broken long sword in his hand.

"Who's Black Panther?" Jennifer asked.

"The Black Panther is...the Black Panther has become a member of the Avengers." Wukabi explained in a very condescending tone, as if introducing his superior as an Avenger, Being a superhero is a huge shame. "Everyone knows about the Avengers, how come you don't know about Black Panther?"

"Everyone knows "Avatar", can you name all the characters or leading actors in Avatar?" Jennifer retorted.

While they were talking, Black Panther knocked Deathstroke back again with a purple blast, and the latter did a graceful somersault in the air, pulled out a telescoping stick, stretched it sharply, and hit it hard on the sand.The body of the stick pierced the yellow sand for more than half a meter, and the friction under the soil layer was enough to keep him steady. At the same time, he pulled out the long stick and ran towards the enemy in the opposite direction.

If mercenaries are also graded, a temporary guest appearance like Ukabi can only be called a "high-level miscellaneous fish", while the death knell is a character standing at the top of the pyramid.The fight lasted no more than 5 minutes, and he had already abandoned the straight-forward style of fighting, and instead used joint skills, going around behind and locking the opponent's arms with a long stick, preventing the pair of metal claws from having any chance to break free.

Immediately afterwards, the long stick followed him as he flipped his body across a huge arc, bringing the weight of two people together and smashing the black panther to the ground heavily.

Feeling that sense of shock even tens of meters away, the spectator duo couldn't help frowning and put on the same "Wooooo——" expression.

Black Panther wouldn't be a superhero if he was defeated that easily.

Before the death knell changed hands, the cat ear control landed on one shoulder with a bridge move that could be written into the textbook of wrestlers, turned over with force at the waist, kicked the ground with one leg, and turned from being suppressed to suppressed in the blink of an eye.He didn't dare to be careless, and after gaining a breather, he threw out two strong magnetic handcuffs.

With a "click", the two arms of the death knell were tightly locked together, but somehow he was able to find his balance, hooked his legs vigorously, twisted his whole body, and pushed the oppressive black panther far away. Throw it out.Immediately afterwards, he stood up straight in the flowing sand, and effortlessly tore his hands apart.

Ukabi's fists clenched by his side: "This looks like the end of the world."

Jennifer said calmly: "Trust me, you know nothing about the real end of the world."

What is the end of the world when two men in strange clothes fight?What's more, judging from her fighting experience in her previous life, these two people actually didn't intend to kill each other.

as predicted--

Black Panther and Deathstroke confront each other, neither intending to continue fighting.

For a moment, the superhero said solemnly: "Get out of here, death knell, you won't be able to get what you want today."

"I don't have anything I want." Deathstroke shook his long stick, "I just came to confirm the safety of the mission target, it's your little cat, oh, sorry, little dog, come and block my way first .”

Ukabi's face was so dark that water dripped out.

The panther stretched out a hand in this direction to stop his subordinates from moving. Wearing a weird battle suit, his movements were always smooth and elegant, obviously well educated.

"I know Luthor hired you," he continued, "and we both know what Luthor wants. Go back and tell your partner that sharks don't find their prey every time they smell blood. Sometimes, they do." It’s just a loaded speargun.” He said harsh words in a calm tone, but his posture was extremely vigilant.

Knowing that today was not going to be a good deal, Death Knell glanced behind the white camel, and took advantage of the situation to put away his weapon.

He disappeared quickly, and the black storm became his best cover.

The Panther remained vigilant until the death knell had completely faded away from his battle-ready stance.He moved his locked arm on the spot, then walked briskly to the middle of the camel team, and took out a small cube.

Again!

At least Batman still has a belt to explain where the hell do these tight-suited superheroes keep their gadgets?The tights are so tight that they can squeeze out the abdominal muscles, even if they are stuffed inside, they should still be visible, right?

This is simply the top ten unsolved mysteries of superheroes.

Jennifer watched the black panther throw the small cube into the air without saying a word. It froze at a height of about three meters and slowly spun around, sending out circles of blue-purple ripples.

These ripples floated in all directions, gradually forming a huge mask, completely blocking the black storm, leaving a quiet and safe space.It's a bit like a large ring of life protective cover, the difference is that the ring of life can only cover one person, while this cover covers the entire caravan.

The blade-like shaving wind stopped for a moment, and Jennifer found that she was still kneeling beside the white camel, in a posture ready to stand up and attack at any time.She took a deep breath, the information received in the past half an hour was a bit too complicated, and the CPU in her mind was about to be overloaded.

Before Ukabi reached out, a black palm was stretched out in front of her.

This hand had sharp claws just now, and it could easily break off the long sword for body protection, but now all the claws have been retracted, like a cat with its claws retracted into the pads, which is quite cute.

"Are you all right, ma'am?" Panther asked with concern.

Oh, and yet another superhero ancestral skill, their ability to express accurate emotion with intonation through a hundred layers of hood.

"I'm fine." Jennifer stood up and calmed down before saying, "Excuse me—?"

"We are here to deal with some personal matters." Black Panther answered gently, "Someone stole something from us and wants to resell it." He turned back, "Isn't it, Manuel?"

The caravan leader was standing with the remaining dozen or so merchants.When he was questioned suddenly, his face was calm, and he even responded rather puzzled: "Please forgive me, but I really don't know what you are talking about, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty," Jennifer repeated.

Her address was floating in the air like the wind, and no one answered.

The black panther walked into the caravan with a gloomy sense of oppression, and no one dared to stop his steps.The young merchants silently moved out of the way, Ukabi locked some of the camels, and opened the pouches of the goods transported by these camels.

What came out were boxy boxes, exactly the ones Jennifer had noticed with multiple layers of shock absorbers.

"Let me see." Panther opened one of them with a special instrument, and held up a few blue tubes, "Zhenjin, a smart choice." He put down these tubes, and opened another one that was locked in countless layers. Box.This time I didn't take out the contents, just stared at it for a while. "Heartgrass...it seems your 'friends' are very resourceful, Manuel."

The caravan leader looked like he was about to pass out.

"Your Majesty—" he cried, "I'm not—he's not—we really didn't know there was heart-shaped grass in it."

"The council and international law have their own decisions." Black Panther said calmly, "Besides, didn't your friends tell you that the heart-shaped herb can only be taken by members of the royal family, and for others it is not a gift at all but a poison Not to mention who you plan to sell Zhenjin to, just relying on the heart-shaped grass transaction, you are enough to be killed by some people tens of millions of times."

As soon as the words fell, the "caliph on the yellow sand" tremblingly supported his subordinate's arm. He finally understood that there was a fraud in this transaction.

The panther handed over what he was looking for to Ukabi, and sent an arrest order to his subordinates after pressing his ear, before turning to Jennifer.

"I'm sorry to involve you in these matters, ma'am. My subordinates found that someone had stolen resources that were not for sale and delivered them to a desert caravan. They roughly locked the scope, but there was no time to investigate. So When Bruce Wayne was looking for mercenaries, Ukabe impersonated the Chosen One."

He slowly told the ins and outs of the matter, so Jennifer heard a complete story.

It turned out that after she disappeared, two parties tried to enter the desert.One is Lex Luthor, the behind-the-scenes boss of the show, who found the death knell; the other is Bruce, who found another mercenary.

Uka must replace the mercenary to complete the task.With the support of the entire country's investigation force, he soon discovered that the Oasis tribe lived in peaceful Tuareg people, and there was no danger to Jennifer. Therefore, at the beginning, he planned to follow the caravan slowly, while investigating and waiting for the two sides to reconcile. .

As a result, the abacus came to nothing.

Unexpectedly, there is still a player who takes heavy responsibility for a good protection task, and this person does not play cards according to the routine at all, and is ready to slaughter when he comes up.Wuka, who heard the news, had to rush to the Oasis Tribe for reinforcements with his colleagues in a stealth plane. After going back and forth, he found that the other party was an internationally wanted criminal, and immediately thought of arresting him—two missions became three.

This is the Wakanda side.

As for the death knell, he also has three tasks on his back.

According to the Panthers, his hiring began as early as the first day of the third round.The death knell travels back and forth between several players and may have a lot to do with the retirement or death of several of them.Later, Jennifer disappeared, and Luther temporarily transferred him to solve the problem and avoid an international political scandal at the event.

"Retirement and death...reptile potion?" Jennifer felt blessed.

"I don't know anything more specific." Black Panther replied, "Wakanda intercepted part of the communication between Luthor and Deathstroke. We only know that his original task was to 'freely judge whether the target is at risk of exposure and take action', halfway Leaving the patrol route to find your whereabouts, so the 'cleaning' of some players was late, and the mission almost failed."

"That's why Wuka didn't fight privately two days ago, or he went on a mission because of the death knell." Jennifer said quickly.

"That's right." Black Panther nodded, "He cleaned up a player named Kevin Wilson, and turned back again after the task was completed. This time he didn't come to help you through the black storm, but because he knew Uka Knowing that there is a metal that can be used as a weapon in the camel caravan and a drug that is suspected to strengthen the human body, Luthor gave him the third mission."

"I see." Jennifer shrugged.

She understood everything. Zhenjin and Heart-shaped Grass followed her around, which was equivalent to following around a global live broadcast device. a delicate balance.

As a result, the desert storm came early rather than coincidentally.

For ordinary people, weathering the storm is the primary purpose; for these superpowers, the storm is the best cover.

Jennifer was just plain happy—so the whole thing wasn't really about her.

She is like an NPC that triggers the plot point. Through unexpected events, several players are called together, let them start side missions with each other, and then fight each other because of mission conflicts.Everything revolves around her as the central point, but it has nothing to do with her half a cent in essence.

Coincidence, coincidence, it's all a coincidence, even the program group's arrangement of the track in the Sahara is a coincidence.

If she had to, she shouldn't have waved at the Tuareg in the first place.

The storm is still going on, and in the dark dust, the blue fluorescent shield is like a lighthouse on the harbor.The panther suddenly looked up at the sky, and a huge aircraft appeared there, like a star warship passing through a wormhole, without any warning.

"What now?" Jennifer asked calmly.

She is an "ordinary person" and shouldn't have been involved in these games against the Premier League. Black Panther said so much to her, it is impossible to really explain to her.With such awareness, she did not show any surprise when the Wakanda special personnel jumped off the spaceship with the injection.

"The Forgotten Gun, an invention of Wakanda." Ukabi explained in a low voice, looking very guilty. "It works best when people have no sense of exploration. If the target has doubts before being hit, memory flashbacks will often occur after being hit."

"You shouldn't be involved in this matter, whether we or Deathstroke, even Lex Luthor understands this." Black Panther said reassuringly, "Except for a handful of lunatics, you don't know how much criminals are. Hate celebrities."

"I see." Jennifer said for the second time today, "but there is a problem: Even if I forget what happened today, it is impossible not to wonder why I was with the caravan one day and became a lone wolf the next day. .Besides, after the storm passes, the No. [-] aircraft will be turned on, how are you going to convince the audience that the entire camel caravan is gone?"

The panther looked at Ukabi.

The latter straightened his back and made a proposal.

A few minutes later, several secret policemen worked together to drive the three camels from the spaceship to the ground several kilometers away.The white camel carried the drowsy Jennifer, and the other two brown camels carried a small load of goods, food, water and tents.They had all been injected with tranquilizers, and now they were crouching obediently on the sand in the storm, surrounding the players in the middle to protect the players, creating the illusion that the caravan was scattered by the black storm.

An extremely small block floats in the air, and when the target wakes up or the dust disperses, the shield will be automatically eliminated, and it will disintegrate until there is not even a scum left.

Seemingly perfect arrangement.

King T'Challa kept his eyes on the ground as the ship took off.

"Do you think the Oblivion Gun can really work?" he asked, frowning.

"I don't know, Your Majesty." Ukabi replied, "But the research and development department reports that it uses virtual simulation, which can delete memories and some keywords for a certain period of time. It has been used many times."

"Better." T'Challa nodded.

They were extremely confident in their technology, but they didn't know that at the foot of the spaceship, under the blue mask, Jennifer was leaning on a white camel and showing a half smile under her hood.

At this moment, her head seemed to be picked by fine needles. They opened the pages of memory, tore off the set goals one by one, and destroyed them forever——

But the Forgotten Gun is doomed to fail this time.

Jennifer is not just Jennifer Davis, she is someone else.Since she was born in this world, her consciousness has been double-layered. One person's consciousness is nested in the middle of another person's consciousness. Not to mention memory modification, even mind control may be difficult to break into the inner layer.

While the spaceship was far away, she didn't open her eyes for a long time, but thought quickly in her heart.

Things start to get interesting.

First was the wilderness challenge, then the reptile potion, and then the heart-shaped grass. They really did everything they could to strengthen humans.

What the hell is Lex Luthor trying to do?

Was he really controlled by human supremacy, or——sensed some crisis approaching?