Chapter 640: No one can stop me except Kakarot

A great man who gave up studying the medical reform and pounced on the streets once said that Shibie should treat each other with admiration for three days. Later everyone learned that this sentence was not said by him, but by Zhou X.
It doesn't matter who said it, as long as you know that this sentence is about Batman.
Now Batman has been reborn, no longer Bruce Wayne who burned the Shadow Warriors League. Entering the non-human realm, his combat power is extremely powerful, which is not something that the shadow warriors can resist. Every punch and every kick is the ultimate speed and strength. There is no extra attack skill. Batman can be crushed only by physical fitness. Overwhelmed the audience.
In the shadow of the sword and sword, Batman did not dodge or avoid, relying on the indestructible tenacity of the light armor, he ran rampant with the overlord step, breaking his muscles and screaming again and again wherever he passed. Five or six swords, stabbed or chopped, fell on him, and he couldn't even stop him.
This is not a fight, this is one-sided violence, it's just one person violent against a hundred people.
Duka seems to be suffering from Alzheimer's disease, his eyes are slanted and his mouth is drooling, and he looks silly as Batman has completed 1VS100 and won the devil's achievement.
MMP, is this really Gotham?
Why do you, an ineffective disciple, become so hungry? Is it true that tights can make people stronger?
Also, where did you buy your trouser belt, it's so unique!
clatter! clatter! clatter---
The crisp sound of high heels knocking to the ground came from behind, Duka turned his stiff head, and saw Quezel's smiling face approaching Yanran.
There are wolves in front and tigers behind. Duka's heart is cold. MMP is stuck in his chest and can't tell. It's like a soapy biu falling to the ground while taking a bath in a bathhouse, and then a group of men watched. If Duka knew that a guy with a white face was cat in the grass outside the courtyard wall, he would have been cooler.
Cang Dang!
A long sword twisted into a twist was thrown at Duka's feet, Batman achieved a hundred kills, lifted his hips, and looked at him silently.
"I lost, kill me!" Duka said bitterly. He didn't try to resist a few times, because he knew that resisting would only make the other party more happy.
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Dean chamber!
Duka was tied with his hands and feet, face down in the air, because of this posture, he raised his head every time he spoke. Batman stood in the corner silently, while Quezel sat in the boss chair, looking forward to what her boss would do with Duka. Based on her understanding of Duke, the next step must be personality implantation, and then Duka changed his mind and re-behaved.
Duke went back and forth around Duka, wondering what kind of personality to implant him, Batman's personality is not good. The master is now in love with the clown. If a third party intervenes, there will be some plots. Moreover, Duka is the master's teacher, and teachers and students are prohibited.
"What are you going to do with Master Ninja?" Batman was a little worried, because Duka's conspiracy did not succeed, Gotham was not harmed, and he did not hate Duka that much.
"Mr. Batman, please call me Dean Du!" Duke reminded him that he liked this name, and he had completed his obsession before crossing.
"Well, Dean Du, what do you plan to do with Master Ninja?"
"Like the clown, implant a new personality, but this time you want to be positive, optimistic, and inspiring, so you can't use your personality!" Duke pondered.
Batman: "..."
What are the meanings, my personality is not positive, not optimistic, and not upward?
MMP, if I can't beat you, I will blow your gold glasses!
Duke walked two more laps before he simulated a group of personality data and pressed it on Duka's forehead, removed the rope that tied Duka, and waited for him to change his mind.
Duka stood up and patted the dust on his body, he sighed in his palm, and combed his big back meticulously. After tidying up his appearance, he nodded to Duke, turned and walked outside the office.
"Master Ninja, where are you going?" Batman flashed and stopped on the way Duka had to pass.
"Relax, Bruce, I don't have the idea of ​​ruining Gotham anymore." Duka patted Batman on the shoulder: "You are right, this city is worth saving, and my mission is to save it."
After saying this, Duka bypassed the bewildered Batman, strode out of the hospital, his back was so tall and mighty, even shining with a faint golden light.
The shadow warriors evacuated with the leader, and soon disappeared into the night.
"Dean Dean, whose personality did you implant?" After regaining his senses, Batman couldn't wait to ask.
"Naruto Uzumaki, Kirisi Eomiya, Zheng Zha!" Duke replied.
"Hat, who are they?" Batman said. He hadn't heard of any of these people Duke was talking about.
"It's fine if you don't know it. If you know, I promise to kill you immediately."
"But, why do I feel that these people are scams?" Batman couldn't help but vomited.
"Don't worry, I am professional in implanting personality. Master Ninja will definitely make you admire! Although those three guys are not very reliable, they all have a common shining point in their personality. The stable and loicn attributes are integrated into a new personality full of love for the world!"
Duke was full of confidence, but the more Batman listened, the more he felt panicked, he turned and rushed out the door, wanting to confirm the current situation of Duka.
There is no one in the office again, and Quezel gently closes the door with high heels, and when he turns around, he locks the door shut.
"Dean, I have always been unable to find the blood vessels when I gave patients infusions recently. Can you figure out a way for me?" Quezel half-squinted his eyes, his pink tongue swept across his red lips.
Duke looked serious: "It's really unreasonable. As a doctor, you don't even have a solid basic skills. It should not be too late. For the sake of patients, I will teach you how to make injections today!"
"Dean, you are good or bad!"
"Also nonsense, how can the dean's business be bad!"
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The plot here is not to show ugliness, because the book friends must have seen more medical science and education films than on the street!
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The next day, Gotham's municipal government was shocked. The former mayor fell from the horse due to corruption and parachuted a new mayor named Kadu Liheng!
There are three fires for new officials to take office. This kind of thing is no exception in the Great American Emperor. Mayor Kadu has just taken office, and his has not yet been hot, and he has rectified several irritating thorns and removed their positions. Repel public opinions and support your own people.
It is said that someone assassinated him that night and was rescued by the bodyguards beside Mayor Kadu. Mayor Kadu said that he was generous. Although he was shot hundreds of guns and suffered comminuted fractures all over his body, he was responsible for the assassination. Let the past go.
After another two days, several senior officials and family helms in Gotham City were missing. Mayor Kadu immediately held a press conference to strongly condemn criminals for lawlessness, and promised the citizens that the Gotham government would do the next job. The focus will shift to fighting the black forces, and the people must be repaid.
Duke didn't care about this, he was busy making some new stuff, and on his desk there were two newspapers, the newspapers of the metropolis next door. On the black-and-white page of the newspaper, there are two people printed on them, one is the red flying in the sky and the other is the famous entrepreneur in the metropolis-Luthor!
Quezel was standing in front of Duke with a mirror in both hands, looking at his boss with a worried look, wondering which of the tendons he had made the wrong way, starting from the morning ~EbookFREE.me~ he was trimming his hair, hairspray Most of the bottles have been used up.
"Harlem, what do you think of my new haircut?" Duke looked in the mirror and nodded very satisfied, clusters of long black hair rising into the sky, hard to stun people.
"Not so good, it's awful. Also, why does your hair become so strong overnight?" Quezel rolled his eyes.
"This trick is called the return of life! Harlem, one more thing, I can be more than just hair!" Duke said with a wink, and once again rolled his eyes.
As Duke said, his body shape began to change gradually, and eventually he became a short man with a height of less than 1.7 meters. Muscles exploded under the dark blue long-sleeved tights, white gloves, boots and small waistcoats, and his cheeky cheeks read ‘Let’s take a look again’, which is quite unflattering.
Duke picked up the comb and sorted out the haircut, his brain was very bright, and then he dipped a little water and rubbed his eyebrows, trying to make his eyebrows sharper.
"BOSS, what are you doing?" Quezel asked silently, looking at Duke who was half a head shorter than himself.
"You don't understand, I have to do a full set of the show. In addition to the combat capability detector, I also need a cannon fodder and two aircraft. But the problem is not big, I can DIY, anyway, there is still enough time.
Duke squeezed his fist with a wicked smile on his mouth, and shouted very arrogantly, "Except Kakarot, no one can stop me!"
Thanks to the book friends: Elegant Chinese Cabbage, Deep Sea Eugen, Xiangshan Jushi 233, Jiang Zui, Mouse Root, 08a, and the World of Whispers!
(End of this chapter)
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