A generation of masters starts from DC

Chapter 77 The War Between Black Mask and the Ventrilogue
In the chaotic venue, people were in a mess.

The black mask confronted the ventriloquist's younger brothers. A row of people wore military body armor and held F2000 mixed-shooter bullpup assault rifles that were not popularized by the army of the Beacon Country. The entire exhibition hall instantly became a battlefield in the Middle East.

The scene is on fire.

The black mask stared at the ventriloquist cruelly and shouted around. "Everyone here should hand over their money to me. As the organizer, you can pack up all the collections and place them in front of the exhibition stand."

On the other side, Moriguang pulled Penguin to stand up from under the seat.

"Sir, this is the exhibition of the Wayne family. Please..."

The black mask fired a shot at him. If the Penguin hadn't pulled Senguang away with quick eyes and hands, according to common sense, Senguang would have been hit.

Penguin stomped his feet in righteous indignation, raised his hands in protest, looked around at the gangsters and said, "How can you do this!"

"I'm the future mayor. How dare you do such a thing in front of me."

The answer to him was the F2000's strafing.

The backs of the row of chairs where Moriguang and Penguin were located were all swept and smashed.

"Did you see it?" The black mask said with a sinister smile, "The one with the gun is the uncle."

"You big penguin's territory is in the Iceberg Restaurant, not in the East District! This is my territory."

Getting up from behind the tattered chair and stool, Moriguang shrank behind the penguin pretending to be afraid, but looked at the black mask with cold eyes.

If I didn't want to use you to train soldiers for the Mutual Aid Association?
What if I didn't want to use you to contact the Penguin?
Xiaoxiao's generation dares to act presumptuously in front of me.

Moriguang lowered his eyes, already full of murderous intentions.

The heart of an emperor is the most unpredictable, accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger, and the change of happiness and anger only takes a moment.

On the other side, Black Mask didn't know at all that his life had already been taken away.

The black mask is fighting with the ventriloquist.

"You damn old man, get out of here immediately, this is my territory now."

The ventriloquist didn't take this madman's words seriously at all, he just gave orders to his subordinates. "Take all the belongings here."

"It seems that you must fight me? Ventrilogue?"

"Mr. Black Mask. I like you very much, because you are a fool, and I have a sense of superiority in front of you."

what!
Black Mask was angry.

"I didn't want to tear myself apart with you!"

"When the two of us fight, whoever wins may lose."

Ventrilogues have subtle eyes, and logically speaking, they do.But the old man's plan was more than that simple.

He wants to monopolize all the property here.

"I'm seven, you three, would you like to?"

"Fart." Black Mask said angrily.

At the moment when his voice fell, someone fired a shot somewhere, and this shot directly killed a younger brother behind the black mask.

Black Mask was completely enraged, "Hit me."

bang bang bang~
A hail of bullets.

All the seats were shattered into pieces within the range of bullets.

The rate of fire and accuracy of the new fully automatic assault rifle is no joke.

This is an absolutely professional military war.

The guests hid under the chairs and crazily crawled out with their limbs, but they were often turned into corpses by the bullet rain and the fish before they escaped.

The whole fair was insane.

The mutant mercenaries hired by the two super gangs immediately acted.

A woman launched lightning and flames, and the storm of lightning and flames swept through one-third of the exhibition hall, and swept away at least a dozen gunmen of the Ventrilogue, allowing them to bear the double attack of lightning and flames at the same time, and their bodies were reduced to charcoal.

On the side of the ventriloquist, a man with a blade covered in lasers jumped out, jumped behind the woman emitting lightning and flames, and cut off her left hand with a single knife.

People who breathe fire fight with people who spit ice, people who play plants fight with mutants who can communicate with animals and beasts.

The entire venue became the most terrifying battlefield.

In this ferocious battle, Black Mask dispatches his most powerful mutant, a woman with the ability to teleport.

Every time the woman teleports, she flashes purple light and harvests the head of a mercenary.

The ventriloquist manipulated its puppet, who held two fruit knives and swiped through the air in a straight line to kill ten thugs from the Black Mask side.

"Wait a minute!" The ventriloquist hesitated to avoid the shotguns that the black mask shot at.

He hid behind the seat and ran forward quickly.

Each seat the shotgun hits blows it to pieces.

"Wait a minute, the person who shot just now is not from our side."

"Wait, don't be impulsive, Black Mask."

The black mask remained unmoved, and the five fingers of his left hand quickly filled the shotgun with bullets, using one hand as two hands.

He shot the ventriloquist one by one. "You old fox, I won't believe anything you say. I only look at the facts in front of me!"

The ventriloquist gritted his teeth, the old man was furious.

damn it.

Whoever shoots suddenly...

Wait a moment.

This venue...

Organizer?
The ventriloquist's heart suddenly turned cold, his resourcefulness was not a display.

He suddenly looked up towards the Penguin.

If... none of this is a coincidence, the person who wants them both to lose is the Penguin?
No, it won't be him.

They have no conflict of interest.Penguin is going to be mayor, which means he's breaking with the gang to some extent.

He had no reason to design them!

So this person is...

The old man, the ventriloquist, widened his eyes, and a terrifying thought appeared in his mind.

Suppose this sudden exhibition is a trap.

Suppose another prodigal son, Eaton, whom everyone despises, is a hunter.

Then all of them are prey.

He looked towards Eaton, but saw Eaton cowering behind Penguin. This boy was so innocent and cute, so timid and fearful.

He looks no different from every rich second generation and rich third generation that has been poured out of milk and honey.

"It can't be him."

The ventriloquist dodged the black mask's continuous shooting, squatting under the seat and patting his chest. "I've lived my whole life, how could I fall into the hands of a kid. How is this possible! It can't be Eaton, he's only ten years old."

"It may be that one of my men's rifles went off and accidentally injured someone."

"Hmph, anyway, Black Mask is doomed today. He is doomed."

The ventriloquist was leaning against the drink vending machine, and just as he stretched out his head, he saw the black mask walking towards him with a shotgun in hand.

He rolled away to the left, and the place he had just moved away from was exploded into fragments by a large-caliber bullet.

"What do you want to wait for!"

"Follow the plan! You traitors."

traitor?

Black Mask turned around, and found that about one-third of his subordinates had turned their guns and aimed at...him with a stiff body.

"Op, Zack! How dare you two betray me!"

The black mask was furious, "I'm going to cut off your faces and make them into my collection."

"Haha, black mask, that's why you can't get loyalty."

"You are too cruel, and you let your subordinates see your brutal behavior." The ventriloquist said sinisterly: "Bear the bitter fruit, you will die here today. You fool who was played around by me. You know I don’t know, today you took the first step into this exhibition! Does it mean that you have given your life to me?”

"Here is a pit I set up. And you walked into this pit on your own initiative."

Black Mask turned around stiffly.

Mori Guang watched the two tigers fight with cold eyes.

The ventriloquist was right.

This is the pit where I summoned you, but whether you want to or not, you will automatically fall into the trap I set.

Because the prey that does not enter the trap will only die worse.

At the corner of the exhibition hall, Moriguang and Penguin led their men back to the corner.

Moriguang stopped the Riddler's irregular behavior, squatted down, and treated Penguin's wound.

Penguin is very grateful. "Thank you, really thank you."

Mori was speechless.

(End of this chapter)