American Comic: Omniscient and Omnipotent, Starting from the Aged Wolf Uncle

Everyone was startled by the movement, suddenly fell silent, and subconsciously focused their gazes on the wall.

The question mark on the wall was as bright red as blood, reflecting the same red color to all the panicked eyes present.

"Only by answering the questions correctly can you get out alive."

"All of you have sixty seconds to answer the question, otherwise..."

"Hehehe, this building will be detonated..."

That weird voice sounded again, with a strange and sharp tone, but at the same time very indifferent.

Indifference to life.

It's like a high god overlooking the ants on the ground, and doesn't care about the life and death of the people present.

Originally, some people took the idea of ​​luck and guessed that this was just a prank.

But when he heard this voice, Mo Yu felt the instinctive fear

master of the voice...

not lying...

If he wanted to, everyone in the building would be buried here...

"Also, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Don't even think about calling the police, or I guarantee this building will be blown up before the police arrive."

As soon as the strange voice uttered these words, it instantly pierced through the defenses of many people.

Everyone felt the terrifying shadow of death at this time, covering themselves tightly.

There is a shining blade hanging above the head, which may fall down at any time and take his life.

feel this.

"It's him, Riddler!"

Someone recognized this person, who had just killed six people in the elevator yesterday, and collapsed to the ground.

"I don't want to die..."

Some people curled up into a ball, trembling.

More people stared at the big bright red question mark on the wall, clenching their teeth, their eyes tearing open.

Full of doubts, the crisis of life and death, constantly spreading and churning in everyone's heart, stirring up nerves.

"How on earth did the Riddler manage to do this? Where did he hide the bomb?"

Bruce Wayne's face was gloomy, his eyes scanned back and forth in the hall, trying to find clues around him.

"Impossible, our security technology is all from the Wayne Group."

Harvey Dante said coldly.

He didn't think the Riddler could hide the bomb in there easily.

"I don't think so."

Bruce Wayne sighed.

"Don't bother, he won't let us out."

Based on Chen Tian's understanding of the riddleman, there is a high probability that even if he guesses the answer, the other party will not be able to release him.

By this time.

The participant who caused this terrorist attack is no longer a single individual.

As early as when the Riddler, a guy with an anti-social personality, was about to destroy Gotham.

He has been on the Internet, developing his own followers.

Today, it is with the joint efforts of those people that the current crisis has been created.

Click!

Chen Tian just finished speaking.

Suddenly, a thick beam of light shone down, and the dazzling light enveloped him and Bruce.

"Look at these two, remember them!"

"They are the recent heroes of Gotham, trying to save this hopeless city."

"Let's see if they can really save you now!"

"Hum hum--"

That strange voice.

Immediately, Chen Tian and Chen Tian were introduced to everyone, and when they finished speaking, they let out bursts of ridicule and sneer.

The sound fell.

All eyes on the scene fell on Chen Tian and the others.

The two standing under the lights were all focused on by the audience.

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Chapter 47: The Answer to the Riddle!The countdown is still going on!

Inside the hall of the art gallery.

The only lights fell on Chen Tian and Bruce, and everyone around them focused their attention on them.

"The guy who hides his head and shows his tail, who are you?"

Bruce felt thousands of eyes, frowned and looked around questioningly.

"This...is a difficult question to answer...."

The weird voice came from the speakers in all directions in the hall again, and said slowly:

"We depend on how we look at food..."

"To some, we're friends..."

"To others, we are enemies again."

Speaking of this, the pitch of that weird voice suddenly became high, full of some kind of madness:

"And for ourselves, why waste meaningless lives trying to answer?"

"Perhaps, this is a meaningful life!!"

The pitch of the voice from the speaker was raised again, and he asked Bruce:

"Are you now a madman wearing a mask, trying to prove something?"

"Or a selfless vigilante who decides to pick up the load after seeing Gotham sinking in corruption and filth?"

A series of words in a maniacal questioning tone rang out from the surrounding speakers one after another, and the sound waves rolled into the ears of everyone present.

It also scrolled towards Bruce's shop.

Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the words, fell into silence and stopped speaking, as if he was thinking about what the other party said.

Riddler, enough is enough. "

Just when the owner of the weird voice was excited.

Chen Tian interrupted him with a cold voice, "You'd better tell the riddle quickly, or you won't have a chance in a while."

"Little guy, I almost forgot about you..."

"Don't think that if you can solve my riddle, you can continue to guess my next answer."

The voice on the stereo paused for a moment, and then laughed sinisterly.

"A guy who slaughtered more than [-] lives in one night, where do you really think he is taller than me?"

"We're all one of a kind!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar again.

There was horror on everyone's face.

"Shet! I was so close to such a brutal guy just now!"

"Damn it! Get away from this guy!"

Countless people cursed in horror.

Those gathered around Chen Tian, ​​after hearing his identity, retreated desperately like an ebb tide.

With a face full of panic, he left his side with Batman.

The eyes looking back at Chen Tian didn't seem to be looking at a human being, but looking at a demon crawling out of hell with horror.

"Hehehe..."

The owner of the weird voice seemed to be watching everything in the dark, and he smiled smugly when he saw this scene.

Unfortunately.

Chen Tian seemed completely indifferent to the reactions of those around him, his handsome face was full of indifference, and the ancient well was calm.

It seemed that the rejection from so many other people was completely unworthy of him.

"Are you scared, Riddler?"

"Do you want to gain a sense of superiority and show your talent to the world?"