undercover manga

(I have been in a bad state these past few days. I only sleep three or four hours a day. I am so worried that I want to die. It would be okay if I were alone, but I still have a wife and children. It would be worse than death now. I will try my best to finish the book as fast as possible. It will be speeded up and will be available on the shelves in a while. Please support me.)

Overnight, the enchanting dance moves of two sexy men hit the Internet.

At the end of the 2-minute video, a weirdo dressed up like a bat appeared in front of the camera and playfully made a scissor hand gesture towards the camera.

The small half of his face exposed under the mask was actually smiling brightly.

Just looking at those familiar lips and butt and chin, Bruce Wayne, sitting in front of the computer, was shaking with anger.

"Who is it! He is so heartless and crazy!"

He couldn't help but slapped the table with his palm. In his anger, the wooden tabletop was cracked.

"This is an insult to my character! A trample on my dignity!"

Bruce's eyes widened with anger, and his hair and beard were bulging.

When he traveled around the world, he also begged along the way and was caught stealing.

But these are the roles he plays in order to experience the darkest life at its lowest level.

Unexpectedly, someone else would appear one day pretending to be him.

Bruce knew very well that what he saw in front of him was not a computer-generated picture.

He also knew all the two gigolos posing in the video.

One is Black Mask, who is quite powerful in the Gotham underworld.

One is black market arms dealer Ulysses Crow.

They are all real people, there is nothing wrong with that.

And it is precisely because of this that the authenticity of this video becomes particularly convincing.

he.

batman.

He is a pervert who locks up criminals and shoots strange videos.

Bruce suppressed his anger and looked at the playback count at the bottom of the video.

That row of numbers made him dizzy, and he wanted to faint.

"More than 1000 million...ha..."

This is just one morning.

Bruce can imagine.

Not only Gotham, this video may have spread throughout the United States by evening.

According to this trend, I'm afraid it won't be long before I have to go abroad to capture my popularity.

"Master Bruce, I didn't expect that your taste has become heavier after running away from home for so many years?"

The smiling butler behind him also dealt him a fatal blow.

Bruce, who was stabbed in the chest, took another look at the most popular comments in the comment section.

He immediately covered his face with his hands and let out a laugh as if he had been spoiled.

"Haha...hahaha..."

Gotham is hopeless.

Wait to die!

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"As expected of Gotham, people in big cities know how to play."

"I thought he was a hero, but he turned out to be a pervert!"

"Uncle policeman, there is a weirdo wearing a mask in front of you."

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Xia Hua's mouth twitched.

"Hey, I just asked you to play Batman and cause trouble. If you do this...sigh...forget it...we will face each other sooner or later anyway."

After sighing, Xia Hua couldn't blame Wesley for what he did.

After all, it was him who gave the order, and he carried it out very well.

Judging from Bruce Wayne's sudden rush to return to Gotham, we can see that this idea works really well.

"Where's the mask? Why don't you give it back to me soon?"

Wesley licked his face and smiled flatteringly.

"BOSS, lend me your mask again! Please, please!"

Everyone will want to play with this magical mask that can perfectly disguise someone else.

Wesley is young and energetic, so some fun is inevitable.

After all, he was a monk halfway, and when the crisis passed and he gained great power, it was inevitable that he would become a little levitated.

But this kind of mentality is unacceptable for a high-level organization.

Xia Hua looked at him coldly.

Neither speak.

But the courage of the strong man has weighed on Wesley like a mountain.

The latter suddenly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and his hair stood on end.

Wesley felt as if he was not facing human beings, but a higher level of life.

The endless sense of oppression that comes from a higher life level is chilling from the blood to the depths of the bone marrow.

The heat and blood in Wesley's heart that grew stronger and stronger at this moment instantly cooled down.

His brain woke up and he recalled the huge ice lotus blooming in the blood pool when he was in Dog Town.

"BOSS, I'm just talking, just talking."

Wesley smiled and took out the white mask from his arms, and handed it back to Xia Hua with respectful hands.

But Xia Hua obviously wouldn't let him go so easily.

"It's been a long time since I've been able to teach you about your progress. Why don't I help you now?"

Wesley was immediately confused.

His family knew his abilities, so how could he join hands with Xia Hua.

Just when he was about to shirk the rejection, he saw the shadow of a fist coming in front of him, so he could only involuntarily step away and block with his fist.

This once-destined child of the League of Assassins has now broken through the limitations of his own world.

Although he lacks the great fortune brought by destiny, his own qualifications and understanding have not weakened at all.

The four of them were assisted by Xia Hua and personally taught the sound of tiger and leopard thunder through the cultivation of energy.

In the world of martial arts, this kind of treatment is a starting point that many warriors could never dream of. Under such unique conditions, Wesley was also the first to experience the feeling of vibrating blood.

After becoming familiar with the frequency of energy and blood vibrations, even if he could only practice Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound for half an hour a day, over time, Wesley also distanced himself from the other three assassins.

Not only did my physical fitness become stronger, but I also naturally practiced Ming Jin.

When he is in good condition, he can burst out his energy and blood twice and deliver two powerful punches.

Without a life-and-death fight, Wesley would already be No. 1 in all statistics among Xia Hua's four assassins.

"what!"

Wesley punched out, and the wind of the punch was like a tiger roaring in the forest, shocking the soul.

This is because the strength is not concentrated enough and is too scattered.

But just from the outside, it is indeed very powerful.

Ordinary people may not be able to resist at all when faced with a punch.

Seeing that Wesley had gone all out with this punch, Xia Hua's eyes lit up and he was not polite when he started.

He turned his fist into a palm and instantly held down Wesley's fist. His hand was both strong and soft, and his energy penetrated into it.

With seemingly a slight push, powerful force surged out from his palm like a sea.

It knocked Wesley straight up into the air and flew five meters away.

He hit the wall with a bang, and his whole body was embedded in the wall, becoming a hanging picture.

"Find your own way down."

Xia Huayun clapped his hands and turned around lightly to leave.

Wesley was left alone, his muscles and bones sore from the intense force, stuck in the wall and wailing.

"Don't let him down until supper."

After hearing the news, Carlos and others were specially warned by Xia Hua.

Then I saw a certain piece of art on the wall.

So they all had nothing to do with themselves and dispersed.

Only a certain old father sighed angrily.

Returning to the living room from the basement, Xia Hua was about to turn on the TV and enjoy Wesley's pranks again.

But Xiaoke, who was following him step by step, suddenly tugged on his pants and took out an encrypted phone from his mouth.

"Red umbrella, white umbrella, let's eat together."

Before Xia Hua finished speaking the secret code, Hai Zhu on the other side interrupted him impatiently.

"There is an urgent mission!"

As soon as Xia Hua heard that there was no joking in Haizhu's tone, he immediately entered the task state.

"Don't be too shocked by what I'm going to say next..."

"...Captain America...he's alive!"

Holding the phone in his hand, Xia Hua's eyes widened when he heard the news.