All the worlds begin with Ninja Spirit

Wang Liang downloaded the latest map of the beautiful country and got to know the world better.

Sure enough, in addition to Gotham City, there are places like Metropolis, Midtown, and some Elm Street.

"This world is truly complex. My Fire Origin dual cultivation is not even half as good as it."

Wang Liang sighed and did not rush to deal with the clown. He was not Batman, he was Ultraman.

Wang Liang focused his attention on the newfound strength within his body.

If he guessed correctly, that big ball of light should be God.

Combined with the power given by Noah, the enhancement brought to him is unimaginable, so much so that he cannot form a stable soul ring now.

"Actually, my composition is quite complicated. I'm filled with a bunch of weird stuff."

Wang Liang couldn't even describe his own situation now, as the various powers were integrated within his body.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll just take one last shot to sort out this mess, and then go home."

Putting the question behind him, Wang Liang stood up and teleported towards Gotham City.

(Kukukukukukukukukukukukuk~super cool transmission sound effect)

"Come to think of it, I haven't finished my driver's license test yet. I've already paid the registration fee. I'll contact my instructor as soon as I get home."

Although Wang Liang is already an experienced driver in time-space teleportation, driving space battleships, and even galloping on the battlefield on his bed, he has just passed the first subject.

After learning about his life experience from Noah, Wang Liang couldn't help but imagine how wonderful it would be to return home.

"Hey, yellow monkey, get over here!"

"?"

Wang Liangchao looked around and pointed at himself in confusion.

"Are you calling me?"

A group of black people in groups of three or five looked at Wang Liang arrogantly, and the one who was talking was swinging a butterfly knife arrogantly.

"If not you, who are you? Are all those yellow-skinned idiots pigs? You don't understand what I'm saying?"

The leader Mo grasped the hilt of the knife, licked the blade, put on an arrogant expression, and led his men to surround Wang Liang.

Wang Liang did not resist and followed them into the alley.

"I'm in a good mood today. Hand over all the money you have, or I'll make a few more holes in your bank."

"Hehehehehe!" x5

The guy in the lead was like a rapper, spewing out a series of insulting words like a machine gun.

Wang Liang had no expression on his face. He raised his hand and the next second, the leader's head suddenly lit up like a huge light bulb.

The bright light attracted the attention of the other Mos, who looked at the light bulb in confusion.

"Man? wh......"

Before they could finish their questions, the leader's head made a crisp snap and then broke into pieces like a cracked watermelon.

This sudden scene frightened them so much that when they came to their senses, their bodies were already instinctively running away.

But before they could run a few steps, their heads also fell to pieces.

Leaving a ball of fire to clean up the scene, Wang Liang turned and walked towards the direction he sensed.

The source of the Joker's power comes from him. Being in the same city, Wang Liang can know where he is without having to deliberately sense him.

Before he had walked a few blocks, Wang Liang encountered three small groups of silent gangs, a family gang, and two motorcycle gangs.

"How does a city run when crime is raging 25 hours a day? How can they even pay their taxes on time?"

Wang Liang couldn't help but complain that the current situation felt worse than any parallel universe in the DC story.

dong dong dong.

Wang Liang looked in the direction of the voice and saw two burly men in suits politely knocking on a door.

"Open the door, FBI."

"Shit, what blind cop, your captain has to..."

A big white man with a hideous skull tattoo on his head and a gold chain as thick as a baby's arm around his neck opened the door cursing.

Judging from his arrogant attitude, he doesn't take Fo Bole seriously at all.

But the two Buddha Bole were not panicked at all. They just took out their ID cards and waved them in front of the man.

"Don't show me this useless piece of paper, I, uh, IR...S!"

The man's forehead suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and his gold chain even faded a little.

He didn't even bother to wipe it off, and greeted the two people who called themselves Fo Bole in with a smile.

"They actually paid their taxes on time. The Finance Department is awesome! Oh no, the American Tax Bureau is awesome!"

After the little episode, Wang Liang continued to walk forward slowly. Anyway, he was here, and the clown's ending was already doomed, so there was no need to rush.

"Mr. Wang Liang, it's nice to meet you, but you have committed more than ten murders now."

"As a member of the Avengers, you should pay more attention to your image."

In the communicator, Fury's face, which was originally as black as the bottom of a pot, now turned as black as charcoal.

"They deserved to die. I'm doing justice for the heavens. If I were cultivating immortality, I would have achieved perfect merit and ascended to heaven in broad daylight by now."

"Instead of caring about these scum, look at Wakanda in the distance. Your compatriots are suffering."

Wang Liang hung up the phone. This was just the beginning. In order to get home earlier, he had to cut the Gordian knot and solve these problems.

While chatting and laughing, Wang Liang had already killed a poisonous dog that had just gotten into big trouble but was not worried at all.

Just like that, Wang Liang walked in a straight line and killed his way forward, and the world finally became peaceful.

Gotham City is a place where filth and dirt are hidden, not a place for fools. Someone as arrogant and smart as Wang Liang would have run away long ago.

Finally, Wang Liang stopped at the door of a joker bar.

"It's so blatant and yet they can't solve it. No wonder no one can recognize Superman wearing glasses."

Wang Liang pushed the door open and saw the clown was there.

"Party time!"

As soon as he entered the door, a drunk guy jumped in front of Wang Liang and yelled, which scared Wang Liang and he subconsciously yelled a Chinese quintessence.

The man looked depressed. When he heard Wang Liang's voice, he took off his glasses and squinted.

"Chinese?"

Wang Liang was stunned. He didn't expect to meet a fellow villager.

"Family, come on, have a drink with me!"

The man took Wang Liang's hand without saying anything and led him to the booth: "Wow, wow, what a great wine!"

“Party time!”

Wang Liang turned around and saw that the man was actually a black man, speaking with a Northeastern accent.

"What are you looking at? Are you scared? Is Zhang San your friend?"

Zhang San was holding a glass of wine, and was only saying "How happy I am" on his lips, and had no time to pay attention to him.

"Come on, guys, my name is Ibo, let's go together."

Yibo grinned, picked up the bottle of wine and drank it, and Wang Liang started to drink.

Wang Liang picked up a bottle at random and inhaled it violently, almost bursting the bottle.

"Oh my god, you are too strong, buddy. No, we can do it."

Yi Bo's eyes lit up, and he picked up the bottle of wine and was about to drink another bottle with Wang Liang.

Wang Liang did not refuse. He raised his head and was about to drink, but he saw that Yi Bo put away his smile and the light in his eyes gradually became ferocious.

A short knife stretched out from his sleeve and stabbed Wang Liang's neck.

when!

The dagger made a loud noise, which showed how hard Ibo hit it, and the tip of the knife flew out.

"Ah! Who threw the tip of the knife?"

The unlucky guy screamed, but it was completely drowned out by the loud music.

After he fell down, others thought he was drunk.

On Wang Liang's side, Yi Bo retreated violently after failing to hit him. Zhang San was also unhappy. He hung the beer bottle around his waist and looked at Wang Liang vigilantly.