The trajectory of the world king in the United States

The prisoner's dilemma is the most classic discussion of game theory. In this cold theory, the weak appearance of social trust between people is completely torn away, and the inner selfishness and self-interest are completely displayed under the light. Since then, there is a second explanation that will not be liked by everyone, but is absolutely true.

Now, the Joker is applying this cold theory to Gotham.

175 criminals transferred from various prisons in Gotham, and 214 innocent citizens who wanted to escape the chaotic Gotham, each held the key to destroy the other. This scene has been reported by reporters who are afraid of chaos in the world. the whole city.

And even further afield…

"I want to ask, why don't I know what this damn madman did until now?"

A deep voice echoed in Coulson's ears, and its suppressed dissatisfaction made the Level 8 agent feel nervous. He hurriedly replied,

"In the more than a month since the Joker appeared in Gotham, he planned small crimes with a scam nature, and the death toll was less than 100. Cases of this nature will not be handed over to us. I I just found out about it.”

"What now? The safety of 200 citizens is in the hands of a group of criminals. Now most of New York knows that a madman is trying to destroy their compatriots. With only a few barrels of gasoline and bombs, he succeeded in killing those mutants Once he succeeds, it will be the craziest crime in this country in the past 10 years. How many people in this restless country will follow his example?"

Coulson's brows furrowed tightly, but he couldn't refute. In fact, he was currently sitting on an emergency plane from Canada to Gotham.

"What's more important is the destruction of social order. This kind of person is considered a super criminal. There will be mistakes in your work in the end."

The voice became deeper, "Just because I asked you to monitor the "Weapon

"Natasha is monitoring those restless shadow warriors in Star City. She has arrived in Gotham. I will give you special permission now. You have 2 hours to deal with him!"

Colson breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice,

"I understand, Director Fury."

Coulson turned off the special intercom. He looked up at the plane's clock. It was now 10:35 pm. At the speed of this modified stealth fighter, he could reach Gotham in 15 minutes. Erson stared closely at the picture coming from the TV in front of him. He hesitated for a moment, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed a special number.

"puff"

The sharp blade pierced the heart of the gangster wearing the clown mask from the darkness. His body trembled feebly several times and then fell to the ground.

Seb moved his shoulders and looked at the building in front of him at the construction site where the pillars had just been erected and the internal construction had not yet been completed. Behind him were seven dead guards. During this process, he did not fire a single shot.

He has no support, Gordon has a mental breakdown, Smith is buried in the fire, Ramirez defected, and there are only three sergeants left in the entire Gotham Police Department, and they have all been assigned to maintain the dangerous situation in various places like a powder keg. , Robin took some police officers to protect Gordon's son and daughter, as well as some local dignitaries.

They had repelled 4 attacks. Under the clown's indulgence, the remaining gang members seemed to be crazy. As long as they kidnapped anyone with enough status, they might be able to leave this hell alive.

The Gotham Airport has been blocked because a stranger called the person in charge of the airport and claimed that he had installed a bomb on a certain plane... On ordinary days, this kind of baseless threat would not be ignored at all. In general, the security personnel at the airport are not free earners, but now, at this special time, everyone is as frightened as a bird.

Especially after the bad situation of the Brave and the Flying, they had to suspend all flights and start inspections one by one.

Director Fury was right to worry. You see, before the clown's insidious trick succeeded, some people had already started to imitate it. In this complicated country, there is never a shortage of lunatics who are bent on doing big things. The clown The sudden emergence of the girl is the brightest beacon in their confused life.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding"

When Seb walked into the dark floor, the mobile phone in his arms suddenly rang. In this scene, this elegant music was like a bomb. In an instant, more than a dozen rays of light hit Seb. , the guy with the ghost face was stunned for a moment, and then a bullet hit his chest, causing a spark to fly on the thickened armor.

This was just the beginning. The clicking sound tore through the calmness of the unfinished building. A dozen blood flowers burst out of Cyber's body in an instant. The armor was not entirely made of steel, which would put a huge load on the body. But these wounds may be a burden to Bruce, but not to Seb.

His body shook, and he pulled out the fixed-edged knife from behind with his backhand. The dark red figure flashed away in the darkness. Five seconds later, the gangsters who gathered from all directions stopped shooting, but the next moment, a trace of blood appeared. Light bloomed from above their heads.

"what!"

The first scream of agony sounded, then the second, and the third.

When they discovered that bullets were useless against this devil, it was already too late. After being approached by a wild beast, their bullets were not necessarily more terrifying than sharp blades, especially when the guy holding the knife casually struck. After being able to easily cut off a head with a wave, his morale collapsed instantly.

This is not a confrontation of equal magnitude at all.

"Hey"

Seb pulled out the long knife from the heart of the last guy who tried to escape, shook off the blood stains on his face, picked up the phone, and said very dissatisfied,

"You almost killed me!"

"Listen to me, leave the problem of those two ships to us, you go and kill the clown."

Coulson's voice came over, "His presence is too dangerous for this city."

"Wait, you're...Phil?"

Seb quickly walked upstairs. He searched for a moment in his memory and recalled the voice. He turned his head and looked at the sea outside Gotham. With his excellent eyesight, he clearly saw the two ships moored outside. A ship that has lost power.

He sneered, "What does they have to do with me, and what does you have with me? Just do whatever you want, my goal is only clowns."

"dong dong dong"

The busy tone on the phone sounded, and Level [-] agent Coulson looked at the phone in his hand with some depression. He was probably the only one among all the people who knew his identity who dared to hang up the phone.

He shook his head and turned his gaze behind him. In the large cabin, seven fully armed agents were ready. They were wearing black military uniforms and did not have many badges to identify themselves. But outside the plane, they were painted with A large black and white eagle logo.

Coulson stood up and said to the agents waiting for orders,

"Airborne operations will begin in 5 minutes. I have only one request. Destroy the explosive devices on those two ships. I will give you new orders at any time. Don't forget our operating principles. Don't expose you to their weapons unless necessary." In sight.”

"Yes!"

The agents all answered in unison. After a moment, the projection port of the stealth fighter flying thousands of meters above the ground opened, and seven agents carrying parachute bags rushed out of the plane. Under the heavy clouds of Gotham, they headed towards The sea below fell rapidly.

Coulson was sitting on the plane, with four side-by-side screens in front of him, always observing the surroundings of the battlefield. When the agents descended to a position of 1500 meters, Coulson issued an order,

"Turn on optical invisibility and accept new orders after arriving at the combat location!"

Then he picked up another intercom and pressed the call button.

"Natasha, are you here?"

Coulson asked. In the chaotic hall of the Flying Yacht, a woman wearing a black hat leaned her head against the window. She seemed to be sobbing quietly, but she was actually answering the call.

"Colson, you are too slow...Listen to me, the bombs on the two ships are placed in different locations. The more dangerous one is the Brave. There are more than a dozen barrels of gasoline in its cabin. I have the bombs on the Flying Ship. It has been found, and these frightened people are voting. The situation is still controllable, I will find a way to dismantle it, and you will be in charge of the Brave One."

"Okay, good luck."

The woman put the intercom in her pocket, wiped her tears, and said pitifully to the National Guard officer who was maintaining order beside her, "Hello, sir, can you accompany me to the deck to get some fresh air? This place really makes me uneasy."

The officer originally wanted to refuse, but seeing this little beauty's face that was about to explode, her pitiful and delicate temperament, and her eyes looking at him like a kitten, it was impossible to refuse. The black officer looked around , lowered his voice,

"Okay, but you only have 5 minutes."

Natasha stood up obediently and quietly followed the officer out of the cabin. As she was leaving, she looked back at the people who were voting on whether to press the detonator, and there was a trace of ridicule at the corner of her mouth. smile.

"You can't make up your mind to be the executioner and share the responsibility with everyone... Stupid Disai."

The Joker, who had been observing the two ships, was walking around on the edge of the 17th floor of the construction site. He was holding several dog chains in his hands. They were vicious bulldogs. This was his "gift" to Batman. The gangsters had been fighting him for so long, but it was not without gain.

He chuckled and rubbed his hands excitedly from time to time, like a child waiting for a Christmas gift. He never believed that there was any damn justice and beauty in this world. Everyone in this city was living hypocritically, pretending They were Akito, and the clown felt nauseous, making him want to vomit. What he wanted to do most now was to take off this disguise.

So that they can see that there is no difference between them and those despised scum!The order they insist on and believe in is just a bunch of toilet paper that can be thrown away casually. Only chaos, only chaos, is the ideal state of existence of a society, and everyone should live more realistically.

In fact, from this point of view, the clown is more like an idealist.

"bang bang"

The rapid gunshots coming from downstairs made him stunned for a moment. He grabbed the intercom in his hand and shouted loudly,

"Go and see, you trashes, are our guests here! What? Can't stop it? If you can't stop it, go to hell, the new Gotham doesn't need trash!"

He cursed and threw the communicator in his hand to the ground, and stepped on it several times to vent his anger. Then he heard the bulldog behind him roaring wildly. The clown turned around and saw the man falling from the sky, with arms spread like darkness. A predatory bat-like thing landed on the window above him.

"Hey hey hey, why don't you go rescue those people trapped in the ship?"

The clown screamed, "You are waiting for midnight just like me, right? You also want to see what choices the people you protect will make after encountering danger, right?"

"Actually, I'm looking forward to it too. Do you like my game?"

"boom"

Before the Joker finished speaking, Batman rushed down from the window, kicked him in the chest, and kicked him out. The Joker let go of the dog leash, and the bulldogs went crazy. He rushed toward him. Batman waved his hand, and the sharp blade popped out of the arm armor. He also held 6 sharp batarangs in his hands.

He crossed his hands and swung forward fiercely. In this cut like a saw chain, the bulldog that rushed from both ends was cut into four pieces with a howl and was smashed to the ground at the clown's feet.

"Your game... sucks!"

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