Meiman: Assassin Wushuang of a Wizard of Science

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It seems that the personal grudge has not gone away.

Li Fan walked towards the corridor with a sawed hunting knife on his back. He didn't look like he was participating in a game between two madmen who liked or had liked clowns.

Although Harley Quinn has gotten rid of the Joker's control over her and restored her own personality, she is still always crazy. After all, unless there is a special need, she usually will not release the original personality of the calm psychiatrist. .

"That woman is so boring. It's rare for the two of us to hire a clown, so why can't we just relax and unwind." This is Harley's own evaluation of her original personality.

It can be seen from this that the main character is still Madman Quinn, not Dr. Quinzel.

Listening to the sound of punches hitting the flesh behind him and the buzz of the collision of iron tools, Li Fan suddenly recalled a joke he had heard in his previous life:

A woman can be water, fire, white moonlight, or a cinnabar mole.

But when two women quarrel together, they are just like a thousand sparrows.

But jokes and jokes are often the spice of rest and post-war leisure.

Only now...

...what is needed is not flavoring, but the main course.

Looking at the many villains who had been waiting at the door for a long time, Li Fan licked his lips excitedly.

"Deadshot, Solomon Grundy, Ventriloquist, it seems there are really many people there?"

Li Fan stood at the entrance of the passage and gently tugged on his gloves, and then swung away the hunting knife behind his back. The surrounding gauze and the ferocious serrations showed the aggressiveness of the knife and the danger to its owner.

"You were sent by the Riddler, why haven't I seen you in Gotham?

How did you get out of here? What's the point of the joke? "

As a mercenary, Deadshot was relatively calm and took the lead in asking his own question instead of directly killing the guy of unknown origin with a headshot.

After all, there are not many people in Gotham City who are easy to mess with in their fancy clothes.

"Hahaha, what a joke, I just made my debut today."

Holding the brim of his hat with his left hand, Li Fan's voice suddenly became colder.

"But you'd better not go in. The joker is dealing with a personal grudge with Harley Quinn. If it were me, I would surrender right now and wait for Nightwing and Red Hood to come up and send you to Arkham."

"This is not funny. Are you a bat? Bats don't hire foreign aid."

"It doesn't matter what he is, as long as he is not on the clown's side, just kill him!" a young girl said, it was the ventriloquist controlling the doll and preparing to shoot.

"No, damn ventriloquist, wait!"

Before Deadshot could stop him, a trace of fire came out of the mini pistol.

boom!

The moment the bullet comes out of the barrel

Very painful

The sawed hunting knife in his hand was as fast as lightning, and the blade directly blocked the bullet that hit his face.

However, his body began to become excited, and even the venom was surging due to the surge of adrenaline in his body.

"I think you are mistaken. I am not from whose side I am. I am just a hunter, an old hunter from Gotham City."

The conditions for legitimate defense have been met.

So. . .

At this moment, the curtain gradually rises.

The handle of the knife in his hand was held backward by Li Fan. In order not to hurt Batman's toy, Li Fan decided to use the back of the knife as much as possible throughout the scene.

"So, is it time to start our game?"

With the hunting knife in his hand, Li Fan leaned forward and rushed forward.

The venom violently squeezed the limits of adrenaline in his body while protecting the important organs in his abdomen.

Li Fan, on the other hand, transformed into a deep-sea evil dragon, nimbly flipping up and down among the firepower of the ventriloquist and the death shooter. Every movement could perfectly avoid the firepower blockade.

"how is this possible!"

Deadshot was shocked when he saw Li Fan's actions. After all, he was Gotham's super mercenary second only to Deathstroke.

In his eyes, Li Fan is like a piece of paper swinging in the air - whenever you try to touch it, it will fly away just right.

Li Fan was like this at this time. Every time he changed his appearance, he seemed to predict the shooting direction of the dead shooter, which made the weapons master feel helpless in his heart.

It is true that although Hawkeye is not as good as Spider Sense, at least he does not have to waste his eyes every time like a certain family with pinkeye.

"Born on Monday!"

The huge Solomon Grandi hit Li Fan hard against the gun line of his two teammates.

But in Li Fan's eyes, this thing is just the living dead version of Hulk, and he does not have Hulk's high growth attributes.

Oh, and by the way, he's also a retard.

“Baptized Tuesday!”

The huge fist fell, and Li Fan grabbed his arms and climbed up.

"Wednesday to marry!"

Seeing Li Fan climb up on his body, the huge white corpse began to scratch his back in panic.

“Born on Monday, baptized on Tuesday, married on Wednesday, sick on Thursday, critically ill on Friday, died on Saturday, buried on Sunday.”

Li Fan, who climbed onto Solomon Grandy's neck, placed a huge serrated hunting knife on his neck and spoke his lines for the mentally retarded patient.

"Solomon Grandi, this life will go to the end..."

Li Fan grabbed both sides of the knife with both hands, did a backflip, and forcibly removed Solomon's head.

After all, the body structure of the rotting corpse is often fragile, but everyone else died before encountering this giant man.

After shaking off the corrosive substance on the knife, Li Fan turned his attention to the ventriloquist who fired the first shot at him and tilted his head "cutely".

"Do your trembling feet and wandering eyes reveal your fear?"

"Don't come, don't come!"

The ventriloquist fired three shots at Li Fan's chest, but Li Fan acted like an okay person. He was invulnerable anyway under the venom. He just wanted to delay time.

Drag them until the Riddler's army arrives, and then catch them all in one fell swoop.

"You're a monster! You're an absolute monster."

The girl doll in front of the ventriloquist was begging for mercy, but the ventriloquist behind her kept cursing Li Fan in front of him.

As for Deadshot?

He had just been knocked unconscious by Li Fan's backhand when he came close.

He didn't even throw out the flying knife in his hand.

Damn, is this the ADC of [-]?

It's really quite exciting.

"Okay, let's sleep peacefully."

Although he felt a little unhappy with this pervert, in order to fulfill his promise not to kill, Li Fan still used the back of a knife to put him to physical sleep.

what?

Solomon?

He is immortal and can be killed at will.

"It's harmful, it's boring."

Looking at the bullet holes everywhere on the wall and the purple corpse liquid flowing from Solomon on the ground, Li Fan felt a little melancholy.

He looked at the safe house in the passage again.

The two women had been quiet for a while, but no one came out, so it was necessary to investigate.

After all, he brought Harley Quinn with him specifically to prevent him from running into the Joker or the joke. After all, only a madman can defeat a madman.