time lord in comics

Time returned to the store, holding the book in his hand, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and said to himself: "As expected of Penguin, everything is just your plan, but I am a little curious about who exposed my book Woolen cloth?"

As he spoke, all the whites of his eyes disappeared and turned into pure black, and then a little light appeared, as if the entire universe was in his eyes.

The scene in front of his eyes was rewinding rapidly, and he slowly flew into the air, reaching the sky above Gotham City, looking down at everything below. All the buildings became transparent, and everyone was under his surveillance. Soon he saw who had revealed the secret of the book.

Time smiles.

"Time boss, I have finished wiping the table, can I go back early?"

Binchotan's voice brought Shiki back from his thoughts. Shiki looked at Binchotan and said softly: "What's wrong?"

"I want to go back to the Summer Festival."

"Oh, did it start again so soon?" Shi Shi was a little surprised.

"Ah."

"Okay, then I'll go with you."

"What should we do here?"

"Don't worry, someone will come and watch." Shiji held Binchotan and walked out of the door with Paigu at his feet. The next second, Bruce appeared here out of thin air with a formal suit. He looked at the surrounding environment in confusion. .

After being stunned for a while, he shouted loudly: "Time!!!"

Bruce tried to walk out of the store, but when he stepped through the door, he always appeared at the door of the gun store, as if the door did not lead to the outside.

"Oh, I just found the information about Professor Pig Face. Who would have thought that something like this would happen? I have no choice but to ask Ah Fu." As he spoke, Bruce opened his phone, found Ah Fu's number and pressed it.

"Afu."

"Master, where have you been? Why did you disappear all of a sudden? Did Mr. Time call you again?" Ah Fu asked.

"Yes, you help me monitor the pig-faced professor. I want to see what he wants to do, and the stitch monster next to him. I must monitor them. When I come out from here, I will kill them as soon as possible. Catch them, they're too dangerous to Gotham," Bruce said.

"Okay, sir, let's not talk about it for now. I have already seen their traces." Ah Fu said eagerly.

"Keep an eye on them and wait for me to come back." After saying that, Bruce hung up the phone, then sat on a chair alone with his legs on the table. Since there was no way to resist, let's enjoy it.

Just when Bruce was about to close his eyes, the door was pushed open, and a young man walked in with a giant sword on his back, followed by cold wind and snowflakes, but the cold wind and snowflakes all disappeared within half a meter of entering. Gone.

The man walked straight up to Bruce and took off the sword behind him. He leaned on the counter and said to Bruce, "Do you have any bullets here?"

"Of course, how many rounds do you need?" Bruce stood up helplessly and asked.

"One hundred rounds may not be enough, but I can't carry many anymore, so just one hundred rounds."

"Want that kind?" Bruce asked, taking out various types of bullets.

The man looked at it and chose a model. Bruce took out a box of bullets and placed it on the table: "Thank you for your business, one hundred dollars."

The man took out a roll of money and carefully took out five twenty-dollar bills and placed them on the table: "Here, your bullets cost one dollar a round. It's a bit expensive. Do you have any wine? Give it to me." One cup is fine.”

Bruce looked at the handsome man in front of him, with snow-white hair, wearing a tight vest, a red windbreaker, a pair of tight pants, and a pair of ordinary boots.

"Because you look so handsome, I'll treat you to a drink."

As he spoke, Bruce turned around and opened the cabinet displaying firearms behind him, revealing a wine cabinet filled with various wines. He chose a spirit from it, then took out two glasses and poured half a glass into them. Put the wine on the ice ball, put it on the table, and push the wine glass gently before coming to the man.

The man looked at the wine glass in front of him, picked it up and looked at it, and then drank it down in one gulp, enjoying the feeling of the strong wine turning into a ball of flame in his mouth, traveling down his throat and reaching his stomach.

"Are you still coming?"

"No, I still have some things to do. Thank you for the wine. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am the devil hunter - Dante! If you encounter a devil, you are welcome to hire me at any time, but my price is very expensive. "After that, Dante pushed open the door. There was a violent wind outside. In the wind and snow, Bruce saw a huge thing, a monster with three heads.

But as the door closed, Bruce sighed: "It's not easy to meet someone with whom I can chat, but it's a pity that he ran away so quickly."

Then Bruce continued to lie down, crossing his legs.

Dante looked at the three-headed hellhound not far away and showed a rebellious smile: "What an interesting store, it actually connects all the worlds. After I get out of this ghost place, I must see other places." Only the beauties of the world are good, but I am almost impatient facing these demons every day."

"Dante!!!" At this time, the three-headed dog of hell roared, and the strong wind carried the ice pick and hit Dante. Dante roared, and a red light burst out from his body. He transformed into a demon and struck with a sword. When he got out, his sword energy split open the ice storm in front of him, revealing the appearance of a three-headed hell dog.

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In Gotham City, on a certain street, it is now Halloween. There are many people in strange costumes on the street, and hidden inside is a man wearing a suit and a pig face mask.

Behind him was also a giant who was more than two meters tall. The giant was wearing a special suit and also had a pig face mask. He followed closely behind the person wearing the pig face mask.

Many people on the road looked at these strange two people, except for a second glance, without paying much attention to them, because on Halloween, many strange people would come out.

The two men wearing pig face masks arrived at a restaurant.

If you watch carefully, you will find that many people will subconsciously stay away from this restaurant because this restaurant was founded by the Falcone family, the largest gangster family in Gotham City. This restaurant is just for being in the dark. It is open to everyone, which means that everyone who can enter this restaurant is wanted by the police without exception.

The two of them walked in unimpeded and reached the deepest part of the restaurant, where an old man was elegantly eating the food in front of him.

"Professor Pig Face, you disappoint me very much." The old man heard the footsteps, stopped eating, slowly put the knife and fork on the row of napkins, then took out a paper towel and wiped his mouth, raised his head and said.

"As long as I didn't disappoint myself, by the way, I brought what you asked for." The pig-faced professor took out a jar of psychedelic purple liquid and placed it on the table.

"Bliss is made from high-purity methamphetamine and some interesting things. People who can inject it feel ecstatic and the degree of dependence is dozens of times higher than ordinary ones. It is enough for you to explore. Create a new market, [-] million US dollars, I will teach you the recipe immediately."

"Hmph, how do I know if you will give it to others? I think it is not worthwhile to spend [-] million US dollars to buy such a crappy formula."

"Don't worry, what I want is much higher than what you want. One hundred million US dollars is enough to implement my plan. I am not interested in finding a bunch of people selling my formula."

Carman Falcone glanced at the thick black bodyguard, who immediately took out an ordinary bank card.

"It contains [-] million. I hope that besides my family, no other family will pop up in the market selling Bliss."

"Don't worry." The pig-faced professor took out a USB flash drive and placed it on the table, then took the bank card and left the restaurant with the Stitch Monster.

Kaman looked at the USB flash drive and said to a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses: "Make it and see if the formula he gave is wrong. At the same time, find some people to try this bliss."

The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses picked up the USB flash drive and the jar of bliss and left. Kaman continued to eat the food on the table. Little did he know that because of this transaction, Gotham City would become a purgatory-like existence. .