Gotham, Miao Mu home.
In the bedroom, on the large large bed, the thin black silk quilt was turned over and over, and a fierce fight had just begun.
In the safe on the underground floor, an iron plate shook slightly, and a ball of water appeared out of thin air and started spinning.
It was pulled into the shape of a four-sided door.
An alien wearing a gorgeous purple robe, without ears and nose, came out. His gray skin had some black stripes, making him look like a striped octopus.
The purple robe was dragging on the ground, and he had narrowed eyes and a haughty expression, just like a herald in the palace.
He also held a recording instrument in his hand.
"Well, let me see, Gotham... haven't you heard of this name?"
The gray-skinned alien stretched out his long green tongue and flipped the recording instrument, "Record coordinates..."
"A grand gathering of fighters, invitation from Multiverse Combat Tournament... wait, Master Splinter?"
The inviter of the competitive competition, Three-Five-One, opened his eyes wide, and even an eye appeared on his green tongue.
Stare closely at a photo on the recording instrument.
It is a big rat wearing a brown robe, a winning trophy and a huge statue located in the fighter's hall.
Three-Five-One's eyes sparkled with little stars, just like fans of their idols.
"This is great. As the champion in the universe, there is no large-scale invitation. This is really a serious mistake!"
As he spoke, Three-Five-One stretched out his hands and quickly clicked on the recording instrument to scan the entire earth.
"Wait... what is this, Twin Earth?"
A big question mark appeared on Three-Five-One's gray head, looking at the earth scanned by the instrument, which was close to another dimension.
But this is not a big problem. He has even seen three earths connected together. There is everything in the universe.
If you think there is not, then you must have little knowledge.
Scanned together!
There must be many masters in the world of Master Splinter, and this might be the strongest competition for Multiverse.
"There are still twelve universes and worlds left before the competition, there is still time! Wait... there is also a series of gods here, Zeus? We just have a referee seat, another earth... who?"
Three-Five-One has just connected to the channel on another earth to scan and identify people with certain strength.
I was forcibly intervened by a channel.
"Hello, friends from aliens, can you let me attend your event?" Loki, wearing a green robe, asked gracefully, with a cunning look in his eyes.
God knows what this god of mischief had in mind.
"Um..."
Inviter Three-Five-One chewed his tongue, looked at the sudden situation, and looked at the rules of the competition.
"Yes, but you can't participate. In the auditorium, your Earth, the main universe numbered Marvel? You can have an audience representative seat, which is available to the previous participants."
Three-Five-One started asking through the channel, "When the time comes, do I need to send you an invitation, or do you do it yourself?"
Loki squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then glanced at the computer screen next to him, which showed Thor Thor teasing his brother Loki.
"I will go in person, but... I want to recommend two contestants. Can we let them play a game?"
"Okay, for the representative competition, whoever you recommend will be specially invited by us."
"Thor Loki...Hulk Hulk! Complete body, you can pull one from our Multiverse, I think it will be better."
"Okay, I recorded it."
After Three-Five-One finished recording, he closed the channel. The earth can wait for a while. He has to finish his work here.
With a flick of his body, he was teleported instantly!
Three-Five-One stands at the highest place of Gotham, the headquarters of Wayne Enterprises, and the top of Wayne Tower.
Staring at this city shrouded in darkness.
"Wow, beyond imagination..." Three-Five-One squinted his eyes because he saw an extremely beautiful picture.
A strong man with scales on his body and wearing a black suit punched an assassin with a gun and flew away.
Then he was thrown over his shoulder and hit the ground again, and then he threw it into the trash can on the side like trash and closed the lid.
"Interesting, start scanning and send the preliminary assessment!"
Three-Five-One pressed his fingerprint on the recording instrument, and a water balloon appeared in the sky, stretching into a huge door.
Just like rain, gray figures like toothpicks flew out with a whizzing sound.
Three-Five-One looked at the assessment target, walked into the door, and disappeared.
At the same time.
In the bedroom of Miao Mu's house, the battle just stopped.
Let Miao Mu lean on the pillow with a slight breath, holding his beloved wife in his arms, just about to take a nap and enjoy the satisfaction and joy of victory.
There was a bang and the window glass was shattered.
Miao Mu opened his eyes instantly and turned his head to look in the direction of the window. The moonlight outside was falling on the ground, making it very cold.
A gray object like a throwing gun was stuck on the floor and was still shaking slightly. It was the glass it broke.
"Someone!"
Brucie shouted, casually picked up the thin silk quilt and wrapped it around his body. He quickly stood up and looked at the window warily.
"Seeking death!" Miao Mu's temper seemed to explode. He stood up and grabbed the shotgun that was on the wall like an ornament.
Just shoot through the window.
There was a muffled bang and a crash, and all the glass in the window shattered, and the glass fragments fell to the floor.
Brucie took the opportunity to arrange the silk on her body, folded it in her hands, and turned it into a black skirt.
Covering Bai Zhe's body and her ready-to-explode breasts, she lifted the tail of her skirt and tied it around her waist, then looked around.
"Is there anyone?" Miao Mu was standing naked on the bed with a shotgun in his hand and didn't hear any movement.
Jason is not at home, but helping out at Nygma's residence.
So there are only two of them at home, and their world has just begun. How could Miao Mu not have a hot temper?
"Be careful, what is this thing?"
Brucie quietly walked to the window, leaned his back against the wall, and looked at the gray throwing gun stuck diagonally on the ground.
With a click, the gray gun-like object suddenly bounced up, flew up from the floor, and spun around in the air.
It turned into five thin pieces and fell to the ground.
Just like absorbing water, it begins to expand,
They turned into five Grey Matchstick Man with thin bodies, three feather-like ornaments on their shoulders, and only one pair of eyes that had not yet been opened on their faces.
"Wow, is this a new thing you came up with?"
Brucie glanced at Miao Mu with a playful expression. Her smooth shoulders were exposed, with some pink blush. Against the black silk, she looked very mysterious and charming as a young woman.
But Miao Mu dared to swear that he was definitely not responsible for this, "No! I want to do something new, and it must be on the bed! This is obviously a fright!"
Brucie seemed to have remembered something, his face turned red, "You are not tired Mad Dog..."
Just in the middle of the couple's conversation.
The five gray stick figures opened their eyes, their hands twisted like strips of cloth, and five copper-colored sickles appeared in their hands. They flashed and moved very quickly.
Miao Mu only had time to block the shotgun in front.
The five gray stick figures rushed over.
Perhaps it was because Miao Mu had a bigger target when he stood on the bed, so there were three of them who attacked him immediately.
With a click, the shotgun was cut into two pieces.
That sickle is so sharp that it's scary!
There were two Grey Matchstick Man running straight towards Brucie, their sickles attacking up and down, and they cooperated very well...