Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

The Prisoner's Dilemma is the most classic discussion in game theory. In this cold theory, the weak outer layer of social trust between people and people is completely torn away, and the inner selfishness and self-interest are fully displayed under the light. As far as trust is concerned, there is a second explanation that will not please everyone, but is absolutely true.

Now, the Joker has applied this icy theory to Gotham.

175 criminals transferred from various prisons in Gotham, and 214 innocent citizens who want to escape from the chaotic Gotham, each holds the key to destroy each other. all over the city.

and even further afield...

"I want to ask, why didn't I know what this damn lunatic did until now?"

A deep voice echoed in Coulson's ears, and the suppressed dissatisfaction made the level 8 agent feel nervous. He hurriedly replied,

"In the more than a month since the clown appeared in Gotham, he planned some small crimes with a deceptive nature, and the death toll was less than 100. Cases of this nature will not be handed over to us. I I just found out too."

"And now? The safety of 200 citizens is in the hands of a group of criminals. Now half of New York knows that a madman is trying to destroy their fellow citizens. With only a few barrels of gasoline and bombs, he managed to do it. Those mutants If he succeeds, it will be the craziest crime in this country in the past 10 years. How many people in this restless country will follow his example?"

Coulson frowned tightly, but he couldn't refute. In fact, he was sitting on the plane rushing from Canada to Gotham right now.

"What's more important is the destruction of social order. This kind of person can already be regarded as a super criminal, and there is still a flaw in your work in the end."

The voice became even deeper, "Just because I asked you to monitor the "Weapon X" project doesn't mean you don't need to care about domestic affairs anymore, Coulson, frankly speaking, this time...I'm very disappointed!"

"Natasha is monitoring those restless shadow fighters in Star City. She has already arrived in Gotham. I will give you special permission for 2 hours. Let me deal with him!"

Coulson breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice,

"I see, Commissioner Fury."

Coulson turned off the special communicator. He looked up at the clock on the plane. It was 10:35 in the evening. With the speed of this modified stealth fighter, he could reach Gotham in 15 minutes. Coulson stared at the picture coming from the TV in front of him. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up his cell phone and dialed a special number.

"puff"

The sharp blade pierced through the heart of the gang member wearing the clown mask from the darkness, his body trembled weakly several times, and then fell to the ground.

Saibo moved his shoulders and looked at the building on the construction site where the pillars had just been erected and the internal construction was not yet completed. Behind him were 7 guards who had lost their lives. During this process, he did not fire a single shot.

He had no support, Gordon had a nervous breakdown, Smith was buried in the flames, Ramirez defected, and there were only 3 sheriffs left in the Gotham Police Department, and they were all assigned to maintain a dangerous situation like a powder keg in various places , Robin took some policemen to guard Gordon's son and daughter, as well as some local dignitaries.

They've repelled four attacks, and under the clown's indulgence, the remaining gangsters are like crazy. As long as they kidnap anyone of enough status, they may get out of this hell alive.

And Gotham Airport has been blocked, because a stranger called the person in charge of the airport, claiming that he had planted a bomb on a certain plane... On weekdays, this kind of baseless threat would not be accepted at all. From the point of view, the security personnel at the airport are not free to eat, but now, at this special time, everyone is like a frightened bird.

Especially after the bad situation of the Brave and the Flying appeared, they had to suspend all flights and start checking one by one.

That Chief Ferry was right to worry. You see, before the clown's insidious tricks succeeded, others have already started to follow suit. In this complicated country, there is never a shortage of madmen who want to do big things, clown The turning out of the sky is the brightest beacon in their confused lives.

"ding ding ding"

Just when Saibo stepped into the dark floor, the mobile phone in his arms rang suddenly. In this scene, the elegant music was like a bomb, and a dozen rays of light hit Saibo in an instant. On his body, the guy with the ghost face froze for a moment, and then a bullet hit his chest, splashing a spark on the thickened armor.

This is just the beginning, the sound of rattling tore through the tranquility of this unfinished building, and a dozen blood flowers burst out of Saibo's body in an instant, and the battle armor is not completely made of steel, so the load on the body Very big, but these wounds might be a burden to Bruce, but not to Cyber.

His body swayed, and he drew a straight-edged knife from behind with his backhand. The dark red figure flashed away in the darkness. After 5 seconds, the gangsters gathered from all directions stopped shooting, but the next moment, a touch of Bloody light bloomed from above their heads.

"ah!"

The first tragic cry sounded, then the second, and the third.

When they discovered that bullets were useless to this devil, it was too late. After being approached by a wild beast, their bullets were not necessarily more terrifying than sharp blades, especially when it came to the guy holding a knife. After he could easily chop off a head with a wave of his hand, his morale collapsed instantly.

This is not an equal-weight confrontation at all.

"Hello"

Saibo pulled out the long knife from the heart of the last guy who tried to escape, shook off the blood stains on it, picked up the phone, and said very dissatisfied,

"You almost killed me!"

"Listen to me, leave the issue of those two ships to us, and you go and kill the clown."

Coulson's voice came over, "His existence is too dangerous for this city."

"Wait, you're... Phil?"

Saibo went upstairs quickly, he searched his memory for a while, and recalled the voice, he turned his head and looked at the sea off Gotham, under his excellent eyesight, he clearly saw the two ships moored in the sea , a vessel that lost power.

He sneered, "What do they have to do with me, and what do you have to do with me? Just do whatever you want, my goal is only clowns."

"Boom boom boom"

The busy tone on the phone rang, and the eighth-level agent Coulson looked at the phone in his hand a little depressed. He was probably the only one who dared to hang up the phone on his own initiative among all the people who knew his identity.

He shook his head and turned his gaze to the back. In the large cabin, seven heavily armed agents were ready. They were wearing black military uniforms without many identification badges, but outside the plane, they were painted A big black and white eagle logo.

Coulson stood up and said to the agents waiting for orders,

"The airborne operation will be carried out in 5 minutes. I have only one request. Destroy the explosive devices on the two ships. I will give you new orders at any time. Don't forget our operating principles. If it is not necessary, don't let you be exposed to their weapons." In sight."

"yes!"

The agents answered in unison. After a while, the projection port of the stealth fighter flying at an altitude of several thousand meters opened, and seven agents with umbrella bags rushed out of the plane. Falling quickly to the sea below.

Coulson was sitting on the plane, with four side-by-side screens in front of him, observing the surroundings of the battlefield at all times. When the agents descended to a position of 1,500 meters, Coulson issued an order,

"Turn on optical invisibility, and accept new orders after arriving at the combat location!"

Then he picked up another communicator, pressed the call button,

"Natasha, are you here?"

Coulson asked about a woman in a black hat leaning her head against a window in the scrambled, chaotic lobby of the Flying Yacht, appearing to be sobbing but actually answering a call,

"Colson, you guys are too slow...Listen to me, the positions of the bombs on the two ships are not the same. The more dangerous one is the Brave. There are more than a dozen barrels of gasoline in its cabin. The bombs on the Flying I have found it, these terrified people are voting, the situation is still under control, I will find a way to dismantle it, you take charge of the Brave."

"Okay, good luck."

The woman put the communicator in her pocket, wiped her tears, and said pitifully to the officer of the National Guard who was maintaining order, "Hello, sir, can you accompany me to the deck to get some air?" ? This place really makes me uneasy."

The officer originally wanted to refuse, but seeing this little beauty's face ready to blow, her pitiful demeanor, and the way she looked at him like a kitten, it was impossible to refuse. The black officer looked around , lowered his voice,

"Okay, but only for five minutes."

Natasha got up obediently, and quietly followed the officer out of the cabin. When she left, she looked back at the people who were voting to decide whether to press the detonator, and there was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth smile.

"If you can't make up your mind to be an executioner, you have to spread the responsibility to everyone...stupid democracy."

The clown who has been observing the two ships is walking around the edge of the 17th floor of the construction site. He is holding several dog chains in his hand. They are fierce bulldogs. This is his "gift" to Batman. The gangsters have fought against him for so long, and it is not in vain.

He laughed and rubbed his hands excitedly from time to time, like a child waiting for a Christmas gift. He never believed that there is any damn justice and beauty in this world, and everyone in this city is living in hypocrisy , Pretending that they are civilized people, the clown feels sick and makes him want to vomit, what he wants to do most now is to pull off this layer of camouflage.

So that they can see that they are essentially no different from those spurned scum! The order they insist on and believe in is just a bunch of toilet paper that can be discarded casually. Only chaos, only chaos, is the ideal state of existence in a society, and everyone should live a more realistic life.

In fact, from this point of view, the clown is more like an idealist.

"bang bang"

The rapid gunshots from downstairs stunned him, he grabbed the communicator in his hand and shouted loudly,

"Go and see, you trash, are our guests here! What? Can't stop it? If you can't stop it, go to hell, the new Gotham doesn't need trash!"

He threw the communicator in his hand on the ground cursingly, and stepped on it a few times to vent his anger, and then heard the bulldog behind him roaring wildly, the clown turned his head suddenly, and saw that fell from the sky, with his arms outstretched like The bat-like guy preying in the dark landed on the window above his head.

"Hey hey, why don't you go and save those people who are trapped on the boat?"

The clown screamed, "You are also waiting for midnight like me, right? You also want to see what choices the people you protect will make after encountering danger, right?"

"Actually, I'm also looking forward to it. Do you like my game?"

"boom"

Before the clown finished speaking, Batman rushed down from the window, kicked him in the chest, and kicked him flying. The clown let go of the dog chain in his hand, and the bulldogs went crazy The same rushed towards him, Batman waved his hand, and the sharp blade popped out of the gauntlet, and he still held 6 sharp bat darts in his hands.

With his hands crossed, he swung forward fiercely. In this cutting like a saw chain, the two bulldogs who jumped up screamed and were cut into four pieces and hit the ground under the clown's feet.

"Your game... sucks!"