[Zhongyingmei] After being mistaken for 108 times, I am with the master

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"Bruce Wayne? It's not good to just call someone like that, isn't it?"

Although he did not give a letter of approval, Salander's answer is clearly biased towards denial.

As "Just a Good Neighbor" suggests, putting the "Bruce Wayne" name on your head does more harm than good at a time like this.

He is indeed a hunter who can deal with this kind of monster, and he does have almost the same face as Bruce Wayne.But who would go out of their way to make trouble for themselves?

Instead of allowing the suspect to "take care" of himself because of his status as the richest man in Gotham, it is better to continue to pretend to be an unknown pawn and wait for the best opportunity, and then kill him with one blow-anyone with a brain will do this.

But Salander did not intend to further deny it.

[Just a good neighbor] Frantically sending barrage in the live broadcast room, anxious like ants on a hot pot.The suspect stared at this side even more suspiciously, and would strike immediately if something went wrong.

And Salander just looked in the direction of the window.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound coming from over there.If you listen carefully, you can hear a couple talking in low voices—

"Are you sure it's here? This house looks like a haunted house! I now regret leaving the dinner party!"

"Baby, stop complaining, how about we look around again?"

Judging from the words, this seems to be an upper-class couple.As for their purpose of coming here?Oh, that's not important.The important thing is that they happened to be at this time.

Salander glanced at the suspect, and as expected, the other party's attention was attracted by this couple who came by such a coincidence——

"Oh, is today's rich buffet giveaway party?"

The suspect licked his lips and moved his index finger.

Before the noise made by the other party was enough to attract the eyes of the couple outside the door, Salander withdrew his gaze, and very naturally changed what he wanted to express to a certain extent——

"Although it's not good to recognize people casually, but maybe it's true?"

"Compared to this, I never thought that something like 'eating from a bowl and looking into a pot' would happen to me."

He sighed, but his eyes were fixed on the screen of the phone. The confusion that flashed in the peacock blue really created a feeling that he was looking for proof, "Could it be that my charm has declined?"

Without waiting for any sound to come from the live broadcast room, Salander raised his chin again. This time, his gaze met the suspect in the air.The light-colored lips twitched, and finally raised a frivolous arc, "Who told you——"

"I'm not Bruce Wayne?"

To the people in the live broadcast room, this general statement is like a bomb thrown into the water.

[Just a good neighbor: Hey, brother, do you know what you're talking about? ! 】

He didn't know why the other party insisted that he was Bruce Wayne, and he didn't know why the other party followed the other party's wishes to admit this mistake.This is an out-and-out suicide! ! !

But Salander turned a deaf ear to this.

He tore off the plastic dust sheet that was covering the furniture next to him, and placed it over the suspect's head.

The suspect is certainly not going to sit idly by.

He used his hard skull to crazily push out one horrible protrusion after another on the plastic dust cloth.After a few times, the plastic tightly attached to his head was stretched to the point where only a thin layer remained.

The people in the live broadcast room did not find this, and they expressed their joy at the development of the matter:

【Who said the anchor looks like Bruce Wayne?Look at this crisp and neat movement, is it comparable to the three-legged cat kung fu of our Brucey baby? 】

[What you are watching is the most dramatic action blockbuster in history, "'Gotham Playboy' Vs Criminals", dedicated by the anchor. 】

Only the honest man who foresaw the dangerous end is still persuading—

[It's just a good neighbor: anchor, listen to me, now is really not the time to rub Mr. Wayne's heat!This can bring you traffic for a short time, or it can kill you! 】

"To kill me? Oh, yes."

Salander spoke slowly, and for the sake of the occasion, he also added Bruce Wayne's usual mockery at the reception, "But is this a rare thing?"

"Trust me, if you're from Gotham, you'll get used to this and stop taking it seriously."

He tugged at the top half of the dust cloth, which led the suspect to the corner farthest from the couple.

"Fuck you, Wayne! I knew you were as bad as the rumors said!"

The suspect kicked Salander, because the translucent dust-proof cloth lay across the relationship between the two, the other's handsome face was a little distorted in his opinion-but this did not prevent him from thinking of the other party as Bruce Wayne from the bottom of his heart. kindness.

After discovering that his relatively round head could not break through the dust bag, the suspect finally used his hands.

He frantically tore at the thing covering his head, and the distorted current burst out of his body and hit the dustproof cloth, "You rich guys are like this, you only know how to play tricks in secret!"

"Well, you go on, I'm listening."

There was a slight smile in Salander's voice. He didn't care about the dirty words in the mouth of the other party. After all, the person who was so cursed was Bruce Wayne, not him.

As if sensing the indifference in the young anchor's words, the suspect gritted his teeth and cursed more vigorously.

"I warn you, you are finished! I will make you the same as those who were killed by me before, and the remains of your body will be kept as spoils of war forever."

Maybe it's because the other party's words were more or less aimed at him - after all, the other party even thought about the way to die for him, and this time Salander finally gave a decent response.

"If you can do it," he kicked the suspect a few times through the dust cloth, "please."

Those few feet were not very light, and they specifically picked up the weak parts of the other party to apply force. The sound of bones breaking naturally sounded in the next second.

This made the suspect let out a cry of pain, and the whole person staggered and fell to the ground.

Thanks to his fall, only a thin layer of dustproof cloth was torn open, and it was completely declared useless.

However, that no longer matters.

The hideous suspect is lying on the ground at this moment, most of the bones on his body have been broken into joints, and even the current that was active on it has disappeared without a trace.

No matter who came to see him, he was already dying.

Suddenly, the suspect's hand drooping on the ground moved violently.His fingers suddenly tightened, and then curled up a little bit, as if he was gathering the strength to stand up again.

Salander looked down on all this from a high position—yes, that's right, he was already taller than the other party by virtue of his viewing angle.

Then, he raised his foot and crushed the suspect's hand heavily, and those bent knuckles were mercilessly pressed back to the ground the next moment.

Hearing the sound of his joints hitting the ground, the suspect silently lowered his head lower, and his crack-like mouth slowly opened in the dark.

Because of the angle, Salander couldn't see the other party's malicious smile, but the audience in the live broadcast room could see it.

[It's just a good neighbor: anchor, you can't take it lightly now!Look, he's laughing, he's laughing!Put your feet up quickly, maybe the other party has a backhand! 】

This reminder came too late, even the sound can't match the speed of the electric current rushing up, let alone typing?

Electricity reappeared from the part where the suspect touched the soles of Salander's shoes, and they penetrated the non-insulated shoes and reached Salander's limbs.

The body of the young anchor twitched violently, his feet went limp, and he fell down next to the suspect.

And the suspect saw the opportunity.

He stood up at an unimaginable speed for normal people, and the current that had dissipated completely reappeared.These electric currents are like anything that has been suppressed for a long time and then suddenly exploded. It jumped up suddenly and hit the roof hard, bringing a strong shaking to the whole villa.

In order to retaliate against Salander's previous actions, the suspect raised the sole of his foot, and the strange electric light danced on the dense white bones, and then stepped heavily on Salander's leg.

"Interesting, it's so interesting. When you were talking nonsense before, did you ever think about what you look like now?"

Thick black smoke came out from where they touched, even through the screen, the audience in the live broadcast room could even smell the burnt smell emanating from it.

[It's just a good neighbor: God, I should have issued a warning earlier! 】

The person squatting with the mobile phone couldn't help covering his eyes with his other hand, but the brown eyes still couldn't help looking at the screen through his fingers, trying to catch a glimmer of hope.

[Anchor, are you okay?Fortunately, you just blink those eyes that look exactly like Mr. Wayne!I swear, I will never hold on to those things before again!Just hold on a little longer, I'll be... oh, I mean superhero, he's on his way! 】

After quickly typing out these words, [Just a good neighbor] fell into endless entanglement and contemplation.

As a young superhero, he's not afraid to face any monsters, but that doesn't mean he knows how to mop up the end, and in the end he can only turn to other people in the studio for help—

[What should I do when the superhero arrives?Should he call [-]?Wouldn't it be better for this kind of thing to be done by relatives? 】

No one responded.

That's right, how can other people in the live broadcast room dare to talk nonsense about the matter of human life?If you make a mistake, you will be held accountable.

But the current situation is too urgent!

[Just a good neighbor] grabbed his hair anxiously, and finally set his sights on [staring].

The anchor has been waiting for the other party before, and the other party even took the initiative to send a like to the anchor. The two should be... relatively close, right?