i spent the summer in gotham

206.

The office workers under the control of poison gas attacked people around the subway station everywhere, and the police cordon has not yet been established

Damian couldn't help but hold my wrist, pulled Xiaobai and me into the fitting room of the clothing store, and closed the door from the outside, "You stay here, don't come out until I confirm it's safe."

"Then what do you do?" I pushed open the door and raised my head, "Where are you hiding?"

"I'll find a place to hide myself and take care of myself." Damian said impatiently, he pushed the door open from the outside and supported it with a clothes rail, my head disappeared behind the door panel again, the child's strength was incredible Unexpectedly, "Remember to lock the door and don't come out until I come to you!"

"You also pay attention to your own safety." I said.

Xiaobai and I waited quietly in the fitting room for 5 minutes. Xiaobai's face turned back into a panda head, and the silly son of the panda came out from the gap between the top door of the fitting room and knocked Damian away. Hang up the clothes rail.

I walked out of the fitting room and picked up the baseball bat that was used to decorate the model's feet.

I didn't bother to find out where Damian was hiding until this commotion was over.

Naturally he will be safe.

207.

In fact, people in Gotham already have sufficient experience in dealing with similar crises.Only a few minutes passed, except for the office workers affected by the poisonous gas, there were basically no ordinary people on the street.

This situation, which seems to be surrounded by zombies, is a test of the mentality of Gotham residents.Whoever can hold on will be the last king.

Occasionally, a young lady who broke her defense would rush out from a corner with her daughter, and the infected people on the street would swarm towards them like a pack of wolves that had been hungry for more than ten days.

I took a quick glance and found that the little girl was the one who fed Xiaobai the snacks before.

Before I could step forward, a black and white group beside me rushed over, and the simple and hard panda head mercilessly knocked the heads of the infected people away.

The panda stood upright, and a crow flew a plane and pressed the infected people who surrounded the mother and daughter with the fat panda's buttocks.It was as if a gust of wind had passed through the land, sweeping away all the infected.

From all over the street, I heard Gotham residents exclaiming, "KungFuPandaisreal! ThisisChinesekungfu!"

208.

Come on, the safety of pedestrians on the street is guaranteed.

Will DreamWorks sue me for copyright infringement?

Forget it, who cares, it's a Chinese panda, at worst, I'll change Xiaobai's name to "A Bao" next time.

209.

Also, Chinese Kung Fu is really not just iron head kung fu and crow flying, so be sober!

210.

Holding a baseball bat, I took the elevator and calmly entered the subway station like a normal tourist.

As soon as I stepped off the elevator, I was greeted eagerly by the Scarecrow's men.

"Thank you for your welcome," I said, stepping on my sneakers on the smooth tiles of the subway station, "You're welcome."

211.

The closest person was about five meters away from me, and the gun in his hand was modified to shoot out a needle filled with fear venom.

Without further ado, he sent me a cordial greeting with a needle bullet. I was so moved that I smashed the needle with a baseball bat.

Full score!

Hey, baseball bats are pretty easy to use.Thinking this way, I threw the baseball bat in my hand, hit his forehead, and knocked him to the ground.

His forehead was red, and it hurt to look at it.

At the same time, other people rushed towards me holding various weapons with weird venom on their blades.

I threw out my baseball bat, and I didn't intend to summon my wife to cross.

My gym elective is Tai Chi.

212.

The first person swung an exaggerated sickle and slashed at me. I quickly approached, separated the handle of the sickle with one hand, and at the same time raised my knee and slammed into his abdomen.

He bent over in pain, while a second man attacked me from behind with a mace, trying to smash my head like a watermelon.

The back of my hand hit the first man's wrist, his hand shook uncontrollably, the handle of the sickle deflected along my arm, and the sharp blade slammed onto the mace.

I shifted my right foot back, pinned the Mace Dude's ankle, and turned around for an elbow!

The sickle lost the support of my shoulder and arm and fell downward.I held the handle of the sickle, picked up the mace and flew it out. The mace that flew out like a meteor just hit the heart of the third person, and the poor fellow fell down immediately.

I grabbed Brother Sickle and Brother Mace by their hair, pressed them with both hands to send their husbands and wives to worship each other, and then sent them to the bridal chamber together with two hands of knife.

I stood between the fallen husband and wife and looked at the fourth man who was holding a gun towards me. The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at my eyes.

I raise my hands.

Then kick the scythe off the ground!

213.

I deliberately deflected the scythe so that the blade scraped the fourth man's face and cut into the wall.

Taking advantage of the moment when he was stunned by fright, I stepped forward and knocked open the muzzle of his gun with the wrist of my left hand, and blocked the fist he swung with the other hand.The wrist of his left hand turned into a grip, and his gun spun around in the air, and it was my turn.

I held the gun, took a left step and circled half a circle, facing his back, holding the barrel of the gun in my hand and hitting him on the head with the butt of the gun!

Ah Qiang should give me full marks for this flashback!

I stood among the fallen people and thought narcissistically, I threw away the gun and continued to move forward.

214.

Usually, when encountering this kind of situation in Gotham, within 10 minutes, you can see Gotham's specialty bats.

I'm at the terminal, so no bats should be here yet.

I let go of the hand, let the scarecrow's men fall limply to the ground, and kicked the gun in his hand away, and got on the subway that turned to this station as the starting point.

There is a thing like a bomb on the subway that is flashing red light. My intuition tells me that this is not an ordinary bomb. With the high probability of scarecrow's toxicity, it also contains poisonous gas and the like.

I rubbed my chin thinking about a solution.

A brightly colored living signal light rushed onto the subway. He probably thought I was a scarecrow's minion, and threw a Robin Dart at me without even looking.

I turned my head to avoid the sharp piece of iron, and waved to him, "Hi."

Oh, it's Robin.

215.

Robin seemed to be shocked, even the mask couldn't stop him from spewing out complaints.

I don't know if it's the effect of the filter, but I think there is a hint of collapse in his tone, "Why are you here?"

"It's all about enthusiastic citizens," I said modestly, "Building a harmonious Gotham is everyone's responsibility!"

Robin's expression under the mask is ever-changing, as if watching "Gintama" followed by "Unheard Flower Name", I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

This complicated expression was finally fixed on the expressionless face, "Did you bring down the three people in ABC?"

"Please clean up the garbage at the mouth of EFG." I said, "There is nothing to be surprised about. I am a student of a martial arts school, and I have been playing swords since elementary school."

This is the truth, because the Shushan Party looks like a martial arts school from the outside, the kind of garbage vocational school where children can only be physical education teachers after they are sent in.

Robin pondered, and I could feel his brain running fast.I said sincerely, "We can act together."

"After all, there is a panda outside to protect the citizens, um, Kung Fu Panda."

I honestly don't think the headlines in this issue will be about the Bat-Family, who probably can't compete with a fighting panda.

216.

"I won't take care of you specially, you'd better follow up by yourself." Robin finally made a decision.

His tone was complicated, which I decided to attribute to his admiration for Chinese kung fu.

He knelt in front of the bomb, and his hands were fast. What looked like a bible to me was just a simple 3X3 Rubik's cube in his eyes. With a few moves of his fingers, the ominous red light went out and fell silent.

The subway was about to arrive at the next station, and the radio started to announce the station. Robin glanced at me and squatted down to hide in the blind spot outside the subway.I also squatted down and watched him take out a small ball from his cloak pocket.

217.

When the platform arrived, the subway stopped slowly, and the door opened following the audio announcement.

The Scarecrow's subordinates glanced here, but looked away after noticing anything unusual.

A small ball rolled into the waiting area.

Gray smoke exploded from the ball, engulfing the space.Robin and I rushed out the door like two shadows.

Punching and kicking, ping-pong sound.Before the subway doors closed, we squatted back into the subway.

Three people squatted in the subway.

I looked sideways, and the man also looked sideways at me.

I waved, "Hi."

A man with a hood as round as a plump Hotan jujube squatted in the blind spot outside the subway. I was shocked to see the terrified expression on the Hetian hood.

He turned to Robin and shouted loudly, "Why is she here?!"

A brace.

Robin had the foresight to plug her ears, "She is here to help, not like you are here to help!"

I looked deeply at the familiar, cute little red bat on the chest of the red hood, which was fat and plump with strong chest muscles, and took out a small notebook and a pen from my pocket.

"Brother Hood," I said sincerely, "Can you please sign me?"

218.

Robin: "Why not Robin's autograph?"

219.

Me: "...OK, then you can sign one too."

220.

Is my tone a bit perfunctory?

Why else would Robin look like he might stab me to death at any moment?

221.

Red Hood happily signed my name, and by the way drew a stick figure of the hood under the signature.

When Robin signed, his strength pierced through the back of the paper, and even the little bird painted below looked hideous.

I put the little book signed by both of them back in my pocket contentedly.

At the third station, the subway began to slow down and stop.

In the glass window of the subway, we saw Nightwing pinned to the ground by at least 20 crazy citizens who started off.

The venerable hero is wriggling like a caterpillar, and I swear a girl's hand is reaching for his ass.

Oh, Ye Yi's innocence is not guaranteed, everyone!

Robin shouted angrily, completely forgot about our previous hidden plan, kicked the glass door unceremoniously and flew out.

Red Hood gloated, not only did he not rush out, he even seized the time to take out his mobile phone and took a picture of the human tragedy in front of him.

Ah... is this brotherhood?

222.

The third station gradually approached the core of the battle. Not only the scarecrow's men were at Nightwing's location, but also a large number of poisoned citizens who were driven here from the first two stations.

Even though there were four of us, it took about ten minutes to bring down everyone here, making it easier for the police to move in.

After finishing work, Ye Yi looked at me, shocked.

He looked at Red Hood and Robin with eyes that pierced the mask with disapproval, "Why is she here?!"

All right, three goals.

The author has something to say:

Xiaobai outside the subway station may become a Gotham star

M: Why not Robin's autograph! ! (gasp.jpg)

Xiao Li: Because my brother doesn't wear Robin pajamas

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