The bloody sports injury added to the injury, and after a few mouthfuls of coughing, I let out another 'poof'.
He bared his bloody teeth teasingly and provocatively: "Think about it with your bat brain, if I can betray my employer, can I still be hired this time?"
"You will tell!"
Bruce Wayne's eyes turned cold and he punched the bloody sport again.
He still felt some guilt towards Clark, so it was inevitable that he would go too far.
Not far away, Barry Allen and Victor had gathered next to Coven.
Seeing Bruce Wayne's violent behavior, Barry Allen shrank his neck in fear and commented: "No wonder those criminals are afraid of Batman."
"Yes." Ke Wen nodded in agreement: "Dark! It's too dark!"
Barry Allen seemed to have found a soulmate, and immediately raised his hand and extended his fist to Covin.
Ke Wen happily clenched his fist and touched Little Lightning.
After a while, Bruce Wayne still couldn't find out anything during the interrogation. He was too tight-lipped about blood sports. I don't know what kind of persistence he had, but he just didn't say anything.
Coven immediately stepped forward and patted Bruce Wayne on the shoulder from behind: "Let me do it."
Bruce Wayne hesitated for a moment, then breathed heavily and stepped aside to get out of the way.
Coven smiled and crouched in front of Bloodsport.
He looked at the tough-guy mercenary, whose consciousness was already drifting, and then asked with a smile: "Heimdall, are you really not ready to confess? You know, the guy behind me is your natural enemy."
"Ah……"
Bloodsport opened his swollen eyelids, and continued to say with disdain: "The natural enemy of criminals? That's because I didn't receive the hiring mission to kill him."
"No, no, no, no." Coven waved his index finger: "In other places, this guy's peers almost wiped out your roots in Asgard."
"Crazy." Bloody Sports glanced at Ke Wen: "Who are you?"
"Someone who can make you tell the truth."
Ke Wen responded with a smile, and at the same time, he stretched out his fingertips and tapped Bloody Sports' chest lightly.
The fingertips instantly lit up with a golden light, which quickly disappeared.
Bloodsport, on the other hand, was stunned.
He looked down at his chest, felt the situation inside his body, and then couldn't help but asked in surprise: "You have the superpower of healing? How? After you cure me, can you continue to torture me?"
"
With a look of disdain on his face, Bloody Sports sneered: "How long do you think I can last?"
"You're wrong again."
Ke Wen still had a smile on his face.
He waved to the ruins of buildings in the distance, and said at the same time: "Treating you is entirely out of humanitarianism, and also to make you more sober and see the next scene more clearly."
"Don't bother."
Bloody Sports twisted his body so that he could lie down in a comfortable position: "I'm not even afraid of death, not to mention you so-called superheroes are like holy virgin bitches, they only know how to engage in legal trials, and at most they will be punished.
It’s just a torture for you.”
"It is indeed torture." Ke Wen nodded in agreement: "But you should know that physical torture and mental blow are not on the same level at all."
"It doesn't matter."
Bloodsport scoffed: "Would a sane person become a mercenary and kill people for a living?"
"Really?" Ke Wen smiled evilly: "Heimdall, let's wait and see."
"Whatever means are available!" Bloodsport simply closed his eyes.
Ke Wen stopped talking and just smiled narrowly.
Bruce Wayne and others didn't know what Coven's plan was, so they chose to watch quietly.
The scene became quiet for a moment, except for the sound of the sea water in the distance.
After an unknown amount of time, Bruce Wayne and others turned their heads to look around at the same time, while Bloodsport also frowned slightly and made a gesture of listening.
Soon, Barry Allen screamed: "God! What is that?! Why are there so many?! Are they going to eat us?!"
"Kevin?" Bruce Wayne's tone also changed: "Did you do it?"
"Yes." Ke Wen admitted with a smile: "Don't worry, it's all caused by me, so you can just continue watching the show."
Hearing this, Bloody Sports immediately opened his eyes.
He didn't want to scare himself with the unknown, so he chose to see what was going on first so that he could mentally prepare for the torture method that followed.
However, when he looked up and followed the voices, his whole body suddenly twitched violently as if he had been electrocuted.
His pupils shrank to pinpoints in fear. Bloody Sports looked at the tide of rats coming in like a wave, and his body suddenly overreacted and trembled.
"Hehehehe..."
Corvin's sinister laughter sounded like a villain: "Heimdall? What now?"
Bloodsport immediately looked at Ke Wen with wide eyes. He was extremely excited and wanted to say something, but he refused to admit defeat and could only breathe heavily in embarrassment.
It didn't take long for the tide of rats to arrive.
The squeaking sounds were continuous, and the noisy people were a little upset.
Bruce Wayne held his posture and did not move, while Barry Allen had already jumped on Victor's back, and no matter what Victor said to drive him away, he just refused to land.
As for blood sports?
At this time, he was so frightened that his pupils began to dilate, his heart beat violently like a drum, and even his black skin began to turn dark purple.
"Quiet."
Ke Wen suddenly gave an order.
In an instant, all the mice stopped and stopped barking, causing the surrounding environment to suddenly fall into silence.
Ke Wen waved with satisfaction and directed a mouse that was nearly the size of an arm to crawl over quickly.
He pointed to the ground next to Bloodsport, and the rat immediately crawled there, sat up and waited for the next order.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Heimdall, then, let's talk." Ke Wen looked at the bloody sport with a smile: "Or, you can choose to continue to be tough."
"Fuck..."
Blood Sports, whose whole body was tense and stiff, cursed, his voice was equally stiff, and he was also extremely guilty.
He stared at the big rat not far from his head, and asked with trembling lips: "How do you know?! I have never told anyone!!"
"Rat?" Barry Allen couldn't help but interject not far away: "He actually has a phobia of rats?"
"Get off me and say this again!" Victor expelled him again helplessly.
Barry Allen smiled sarcastically, and then he raised his legs a little higher, tightly wrapping his arms around Victor's waist.
Coven ignored Barry Allen's funny words behind him.
He looked at the panicked Blood Sports and smiled: "I'll give you one last chance to confess everything, otherwise I will let these dirty and disgusting little things have a close, no, sweet contact with you."
"Are you a devil?!" Blood Sports was trembling so hard that he couldn't speak clearly: "If I'm a man, torture me with violence! What are you relying on these disgusting things!!!"
"Tsk, what a pity."
Ke Wen shook his head and sighed: "Heimdall, you gave the wrong answer."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ke Wen gently waved his finger.
squeak.
The big mouse seemed to have received the order. It once again landed on all four paws, twitching its nose and shaking its beard, while tentatively crawling towards the bloody sport's head step by step.
"Fuck! Fuck, Fuck!!!"
Bloodsport screamed and cursed: "Fuck you!!! Let it go, ah - it's crawling on me! ah -"
Ke Wen was beaming with joy.
He wiggled his fingers to let the mouse leave Bloodsport's body first, and asked again: "Can we talk now? Heimdall, you must cherish this opportunity. Next time, there will be more than just one."
"Fuck—Fuck you!!!" Bloody Sports was sweating profusely and panting violently: "I remember you! Bastard, I remember you, do you hear that?!"
"Yeah!" Ke Wen nodded repeatedly: "Brother, you answered wrong again."
After finishing his words, Kewen waved his hand again.
This time, the entire wave of rats started moving at the same time, densely packed, even stacked on top of one another, swarming towards the bloody sport.
"Ah - stop! Stop stop!!!" Bloodsport collapsed and shouted: "Stop! I said!!!"
Ke Wen raised his hand and stopped the wave of rats again.
Bloodsport gasped in fear, and then hurriedly roared at Coven: "Asshole! I will definitely kill you if I get the chance!!!"
Ke Wen didn't care. He asked with a smile: "What is your name?"
"Stop talking nonsense to me!!" Bloodsport continued to roar.
"uh-huh?"
Coven made a threatening nasal sound, and raised his hand as if to lower it again.
"Robert!" Bloodsport almost screamed in surrender: "Robert Dubois, okay?! Don't say you don't know! And I don't know what you want to know either!!"
Hearing this, Ke Wen immediately waved his hand again without morals.
Brush brush brush——
The tide of rats rose again and approached the two-meter range of the bloody sport.
This caused the blood sport to collapse again and scream: "Stop-shit! What on earth do you want to know!! You ask! You ask me!!"
Ke Wen raised his hand to stop the rat tide: "Where did your nano-equipment come from?"
"Equipment?! What the hell are you asking about?!"
Bloodsport was stunned, shouldn't he be asking about the attack on Superman?
Then he hesitated.
However, after seeing Coven raising his hand again, he quickly replied loudly: "Brotherhood! Assassin Brotherhood!!"
"Assassin Brotherhood?" Coven was surprised: "Black old man Sloan?"
"It's not the betrayer!" Blood Sports explained honestly: "His branch has long since disappeared! He has also died long ago!"
"No?" Ke Wen tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Brotherhood? Temple? Pieces of Eden?"
Bloodsport was stunned again: "You know?"
"interesting."
Ke Wen laughed out loud, but he didn't expect 'Assassin's Creed' to be mixed up in this world.
Everything is false and everything is allowed. Even he was hit twice because of this line...