On another continent, a mountain range collapsed like dominoes, huge stones splashed everywhere, then crossed tens of thousands of meters high, and finally fell into a city in a very distant place, running through large areas of buildings, and then had an intimate collision with the ground. Then, a ball of smoke and dust like a mushroom cloud rushed straight into the sky.

This is the battle between two people, a stone affected by the aftermath, and more miscellaneous things were wiped out before the two people's intertwined fists were touching each other.

At this moment, the White Bear found a gap. He grabbed one of Superman Bruce's legs and put a "shot throw" posture in the air. Superman naturally would not neglect it. Then his flying characteristics forced him to hold the opponent's wrist and pulled the opponent into a contest of "arm wrestling" in the air.

For a moment, the wrestling force of the muscles caused the sea water below to collapse suddenly and almost boil.

In fact, although these two people fought the most fiercely, they were not seriously injured. There was no way, who made these two people so frightened? Both of them were basically physically immune, but they still had the means of physical attack.

So, it looks like they are getting dark, but if you let them continue to fight like this, it may still be like this after hundreds of years. But the two of them still have to fight like this, otherwise, if the other party intervenes in the battle between others, it will be a crushing game.

However, at this moment, White Bear and Superman seemed to have received some signal at the same time, and they were both stunned.

"What?" Bruce's hand was struggling to spread White Bear's thick arm away from his neck. The order in the headphones made him shout out directly: "Stop?"

At the same time, he also felt the power on his neck relax, and then he found that Bai Xiong was also looking at him with a puzzled look.

The two of them looked at each other in embarrassment.

......

The embarrassing scenes not only appear on these two people, but also on the entire planet, this scene is happening.

"Stop?" Hannibal was stunned. The scalpel that was stabbing the other person's carotid artery in his hand stopped in mid-air. At the same time, more than two hundred thugs behind him stopped in mid-air in uniform movements, forming a strange and neat picture with him.

On the other end, on a hill made of corpses, Shirley Platinum was still controlling her tentacles to swallow almost all life around her. Several people had been rolled up. In front of them was a huge ball of meat. There was nothing on the ball, just a round and open mouth, with rows of teeth extending into the depths in a spiral shape.

Judging from that attitude, these people were about to be thrown in and turned into food for the terrible tentacle monster.

"What? Stop?" With this question, the tentacle monster was obviously stunned. Although he had no face, he could clearly feel that it should have an expression of "???" at this moment.

Around a complex where the number of corpses is not as small as that of other places, a large group of people with clown makeup are massacring everything they can see without makeup in various ways.

Among them, a thin man was riding on another person, and the gun in his hand was pressed against the other party's forehead. Then, the guy seemed to think that the gun was a little unattractive, so he threw it away, then changed to a knife, and fixed it at the other party's throat.

"Do you know why I don't use a gun?" He asked to himself, "It's too fast, just with a 'biu', your life is gone, so I think this is a kind of disrespect for life, so I'm going to end your life with a knife. Don't worry, I will try to slow down. You have time to shout and ask for help. How about... Are you ready?"

The person under him had already been so scared that he had urinated. He had any thoughts of asking for help. He just opened his mouth in pain and instinctively wanted to make some crying sounds, but when he reached his throat, it all turned into a slight whimper.

Just then...

"Mr.joker...that, say on the phone, stop." A man with a clown costume ran over and said.

"Ah?" The clown frowned, as if he was very upset that others disturbed him: "Stop?"

"Yes, stop...so..."

"Okay, OK, I know." He said impatiently, then turned to the poor guy under him: "Okay, although I don't know why, it seems that we have a misunderstanding. Anyway, I asked me to stop on the phone."

Hearing this, the man felt as if he had gained a new life. His painful expression suddenly collapsed due to surprise. I don’t know if he was crying or laughing, but he just grinned, tears and snot flowed out at the same time.

"Wuwuwuwu...save...save, thank you..."

"Puff" the knife pierced his throat, then turned it around habitually, and pulled it out again.

"You may have misunderstood something. 'Stop' was said on the phone, not me." The clown looked at his body that was beginning to twitch inexplicably, stood up and took a moment to avoid being splattered by blood.

......

The chaos continues, as I said before, this is a city of sin, so it is impossible to change it just by a few phone calls.

But... some places finally stopped. They looked at each other for no reason, and then gathered at the place where the orders were issued.

Soon, everyone around Ziliang got together, and not far away, a group of Batman with different looks gathered together. Obviously, everyone was in a state of confusion.

"What's going on?" Freddy shouted: "I trapped 300 people in my dream! Do you know? 300 people, I have never been so enjoyable to play. I even wanted to build a mobile meat grinder, and at this time, you actually asked me to stop?"

In contrast, Constantine was much calmer, and he lit a cigarette... "Although I don't know what's going on, it seems that all this is the game you set up with and another one?"

Ziliang shook his head: "It's hard to say... To be precise, it's not a 'camp', because [Time], no matter what kind of 'camp' it is, it seems like he has watched a cartoon movie thousands of times in his eyes, and he has no way to plot against him. However, the result is pretty good..."

"Result? What's the result?"
Chapter completed!