Chapter 806 (2/2)

The point is that he still thinks there is a point in what he said, because the origin of birds is really unknown... After the incident of papetua, Batman is really sensitive to things that have unclear origins.

When they were speechless, the monster had already flown out of the huge egg. What kind of monster is this!

In addition to its head and neck, it looks like a chicken, but its lower body is more like a piece of unrelated human limbs.

It has a large belly, and the belly is directly connected to the foot floor, and the legs are inversely linked to the foot board, first the thigh, then the lower leg, and the bottom of the lower leg is connected with the hip like meat pad, under which a pile of eyeball like horny beads roll to move.

There are seven of these strange joints. The support of the ghost is even asymmetric. It runs on the roof and looks lame.

The pointed claws I saw before, actually on the end of the monster, should be the tail.

The windbreaker took a breath: ”this is the most weird thing I've ever seen. Children in kindergartens don't draw such things when they have nightmares...

” be on guard. ”

Batman looks at the monster seriously. The size and smell of this thing are disgusting enough, not to mention its thick goose bumps.Dr. egg head was hiding behind his instrument. He had planned to control the monster to attack Batman and Batman: ”my creation... I... command... Ouch! Vomit... Wow... No, it's disgusting, Batman, you win... Vomit...

he spits as he talks, and finally he looks at Batman with a sad look on his face and falls down with yellow water on his mouth. Strong nausea and vomiting, coupled with the impact of the spirit, so that Dr. egg head coma, he seems to lose very unwilling.

Batman and the windbreaker look at each other, and they both sigh.

Even if Dr. egg head beat himself, and has fallen into a severe coma, but his monster is still wanton activities, sending out the equivalent of killing pigs.

In the dark night, the shrill cry spread far away, and even felt to cover up the rumbling thunder.

It's going to rain. Batman has to hurry up.

The windbreaker takes out a spring knife from his pocket, flicks out the blade, and asks Batman in a low voice: ”this should not be human... Can you kill it?”

Batman takes a look at the spring knife and uses it as a weapon, which shows that the windbreaker may have street fighting experience. Only those who grow up at the bottom of the block and have grown up with gangs can choose this weapon.

But the size of the monster is not small, like a huge sarcoma of human limbs with a chicken head. How much effect this small dagger can play is not optimistic.

”Have you ever killed people?” Batman asks, while he focuses on the lower limbs of the monster, probably the lower limbs, which seem to be wearing bony roller skates.

”No, it's just that I need to protect myself at ordinary times. It's not particularly peaceful near my residence...” the windbreaker replied, showing his helplessness.

Batman nods. After all, not everyone has that much money, and in a way, it's hard to make up your mind to be a superhero.

It's a problem for many people how to strike a balance between fighting for justice and making a living. If the balance is not good, or if they are confused by justice, they will have to live in cheap neighborhoods with poor public security.

At the same time, Batman takes out a small glass ball with bat from his belt and throws it at the monster.

The glass ball cracked instantly when it touched the ground, and the black liquid inside seemed to react with the original damp rooftop and spread.

When the monster stepped on these liquids, he suddenly lost his footing, his feet skidded, his seven legs diverged and he fell to the ground.

The black liquid was lubricating oil. I don't know why he took it with him, but the props in his belt always restrained the enemy.