my hyperdimensional simulator

Chapter 43 Playing a Game
The method Lu Jie used was very simple and brutal, but it was also very effective—he went straight up and shot anyone he saw, because it was the lowest power, and all the ninjas he targeted just fell down screaming. on the ground.

These ninjas will then be lightly sprayed on the face by Lu Jie with a metal bottle, and then they will become Lu Jie's most obedient "dogs" - the kind that let him bite whoever he wants, without stumbling in the slightest.

Henry Duka brought a lot of people, but in the face of Lu Jie subduing one, two, three... in the face of increasing efficiency, these people began to be transformed into another identity in geometric multiples.

Henry Duka finally noticed something was wrong until twenty or so people surrounded the banquet hall.

He didn't care about "educating" Batman, looked around, and growled with a gloomy face: "What's going on? Are you all crazy? What the hell are you doing?"

"Stop shouting, they are already my people, and you will be too in a while." Lu Jie showed his real body triumphantly, and smiled with a standard villain face: "What are you doing in a daze? Come on with me, beat me hard He, beat him so much that he can't even recognize his mother!"

More than 20 men in black dressed as ninjas swarmed up. Henry Duka didn't even have a chance to draw his sword, so he was directly pinned to the ground.

The more than 20 loyal subordinates he trained with painstaking efforts, are scrambling to punch and kick him at this time.

Because the people outside couldn't reach them, they even rushed to grab the people in front of them impatiently.

With a speechless expression on his face, Bruce Wayne walked quickly to Lu Jie, lowered his voice and said, "Does it have to be so big? If you do this, how can I explain it to the people who came today?"

Lu Jie chuckled, "Don't worry, none of them can escape, and I guarantee that none of them will remember what happened tonight."

Batman was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized.

He had already remembered that among the bottles that Lu Jie provided were said to be developed by aliens, one of them would make people lose their memories of the past few hours in an instant.

At this time, Henry Duka had been beaten so hard that even his mother couldn't recognize him.

His cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, and he didn't know how many bones were broken all over his body. This old man who had always harbored lofty ideals now looked ashamed—or rather, he looked ashamed.

He probably couldn't figure it out even in his dreams. Why?Why did my subordinates suddenly turn against the water?

"Okay, let's hit here first." Lu Jie waved his hand suddenly, and a group of obedient dogs immediately stopped beating.

"Call all the guests we invited today together, and I'm going to give them a 'class'."

Lu Jie pointed, and the twenty or so dogs immediately dispersed. It took less than a minute to gather all the people present at today's banquet and form a circle.

Among these people, it's not that they don't want to resist, but in front of the well-trained Assassin League killers, their resistance can be ignored.

Some people even chanted Bruce Wayne's name, as if to ask if he was crazy, how could he do this.

Master Wayne was expressionless, but deep in his heart he was roaring: What can I do?I am also very desperate!

At the same time, Lu Jie ordered his obedient dogs to control the guests at today's banquet one by one. He took out a metal bottle and sprayed them lightly on the faces of each of them, and then the dogs The children drove the car at the gate of the manor and sent these guests home one by one.

When they wake up, they will never remember what happened that night.

The banquet hall was quickly swept away, leaving only Lu Jie, the owner of the manor, and his loyal old housekeeper.

"Okay, now let's deal with this tricky old guy."

As Lu Jie spoke, he walked towards Henry Duka.

Before taking two steps, he suddenly paused, turned his head to look at the old butler Alfred, "Sorry Fu, I wasn't talking about you just now."

The old butler returned a smile that said nothing.

Bruce Wayne looked at the two of them inexplicably.

For some reason, he always felt that there seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding between these two people, and he who was caught in the middle became an outsider instead.

This made Master Wayne feel inexplicably unhappy.

"Hey, hey! You're not dead, are you? You can't die. I still have a lot to ask you." Lu Jie kicked Henry Duka, only to find that he just had a pig's face on his face and his eyes were blank. Looking at the ceiling.

This high profile Assassin's League boss seemed to have been beaten into a daze.

Lu Jie didn't care that much, he just needed this old guy to be alive.

"I heard that you claim to be Henry Duka, and you are the spokesman for Master Ninja, the leader of the Assassin League. Why don't I believe what you said?"

Lu Jie saw that Henry Duka didn't respond, so he continued on his own: "Want to hear my opinion? I guess you are the so-called ninja master. Do you think I'm right, Lars .Al Ghul?"

The name that came out of Lu Jie's mouth finally made Henry Duka slightly moved.

He rolled his eyes, glanced at Lu Jie, and choked out a sentence from his throat: "Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I? This question..." As soon as Lu Jie finished speaking, he exchanged glances with Batman, "Why don't you tell me?"

Bruce Wayne was looking at his mentor with a complicated expression at the moment.

The conflict between the two was caused by disagreement of ideas, but there was no life-and-death enmity between them, so seeing Henry Duca end up in the current situation, he felt very uncomfortable.

"No, it's up to you!" Batman shook his head, rejecting this opportunity.

"That's what you said, then I won't be polite." Lu Jie was immediately happy.

He took out the mask and started to play the part he had played to Batman in front of Henry Duka. At the same time, he focused on the biography of Master Ninja, matched it with the content in the holographic projection, and made some extra supplements.

"...So, if I'm not wrong, you must have a daughter. Originally, your daughter was a pair with Batman—that is, your good apprentice. In many versions, she even gave you back The good apprentice gave birth to a son named Damian, who is the future successor of Batman and the leader of the Young Justice League... Sorry, I accidentally said it out of line."

Obviously, for organizations like the Young Justice League, the amount of information is obviously beyond Henry Duka's comprehension.

But when he learned from Lu Jie that he was just a fictional character created in a comic book, he still couldn't help laughing.

"This is a very funny joke, and it is also the most absurd and uninhibited story I have ever heard. You used this ridiculous story to make Bruce Wayne, a fool, believe what you said?"

"I know you won't believe me, but what does that matter? Anyway, the reason why I tell you this is just to satisfy my personal hobbies."

Lu Jie smiled and took out the metal bottle and shook it in front of Henry Duka, "Let's play a game now, guess what this is for, if you can guess correctly, I will let you go."

Those guests who came to the banquet just now were sprayed by Lu Jie with this thing one by one, and then fell into a coma. Henry Duka also saw this.

Now that Lu Jie took out the exact same metal bottle as before and asked him to guess what it would do, he didn't know what to do.

"Forget it, I won't tease you, I'll tell you the truth, have you seen the words written on it..."

While talking, Lu Jie put the metal bottle in front of Henry Duka for him to see, "This bottle is marked with peace, which means that as long as you are sprayed, you will become an amiable old man from now on, There will no longer be wars, strife, anger, hatred... and such negative energies in your mind. Congratulations, a pacifist is born!"

A look of surprise flashed in Henry Duka's eyes. Even though he knew how many bones in his body were broken, he still made an attempt to resist.

Lu Jie easily dodged the claw that was trying to snatch the metal bottle in his hand, and then punched him back, knocking Henry Duka's front tooth off.

(End of this chapter)