The bizarre dreams that kept him up until dawn one day made the author mentally unstable...
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Accompanied by the brisk airport announcement, Li appeared in the lobby one by one, wearing white T-shirts, black hair, and three-quarter bangs, which made him look smarter.
At the age of youth, mixed with a group of people with blond hair, blue eyes and deep facial features, with the help of the mysterious filter of black hair and eyes, Li Yiyi's soft lines seem to be more in line with the Western world's imagination of Eastern people.
The boy in the airport lobby took off his headphones, lowered his head and clicked on his phone a few times before walking out again. Matters related to the enrollment had been arranged by local family members. He walked out slowly, with two bodyguards quickly following behind the young man.
Gotham, here he comes.
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The person who has been engaged since childhood seems to be studying abroad in a certain city in this country. Li Yiyi leaned on the back seat of the car and thought of his fiancée.
As the only heir to the Duke position in the future family, he not only has noble blood flowing in his blood, but also has a princess from a supreme family as his fiancée. I just didn't expect that she would be a conservative...
Now, you can call him Li Yiyi or Li Er, but when he takes off his disguise mask, you'd better get down on one knee and call him Zang Tian Kuang, or Kuang Shao.
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Gotham, that magical place, has completely captured my attention. Standing alone in the alley late at night, Li Yiyi, who was treated as a fat sheep, stood in the circle one by one, calmly, with an evil curve on his lips:
The one who comes is not good.
With a gorgeous and unrestrained shake of his head, the originally ordinary teenager suddenly had a bright, flamboyant and personalized fluorescent green haircut. The bangs slanting downward blocked his right eye, showing a melancholic temperament. The original daily attire has also changed to leather jackets, leather pants, and silver chains.
The skull ring is worn on the boy's thumb, symbolizing his supreme power; the reverse cross hanging on his chest represents rebellion, which illustrates his attitude.
After changing his clothes, the young man waved his hand, and the cement dust hit the attackers. The enemies lost their fighting power and rolled on the ground, covering their eyes and wailing.
Being so young and vulnerable, he was already begging for mercy on his knees before he could even perform the most basic dance steps in the family.
The Red Hood who was passing by and was about to help felt that his eyes were contaminated.
Especially the fluorescent green one that flashed in the dark night made him particularly troubled.
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"Dazhao, the Batmobile is here."
Li Yi shook his slanted bangs that had just been replaced by royal midnight melancholy purple, and reminded "Elegance", "Do you want to run?"
"Can you run through it?" Jason gestured to the other party to look at the completely scrapped vehicle beside the wall.
"Actually... I brought a car."
"Open what... What!"
Under the hood, Jason's eyes were filled with surprise and even fear. Li slowly took out a long bench from his flat waist one by one. Then he quickly jumped on it, gesturing for Jason to follow:
"It's too late to explain, get in the car quickly."
"..." This stool can really run... Standing on the back half of the speeding stool, with the Gotham night breeze blowing, the red hood lost the ability to speak, silently watching the person in the "driver's seat" in front of him swaying and waving his hands.
"Actually, this can be accelerated." Li Yiyi said seriously:
"There is strength in numbers, do you want to shake it too?"
"Maybe you can even fly."
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A mysterious force started in Chinatown and expanded rapidly in Gotham. This anomaly caught Batman's attention.
Based on the information in hand and deciphering experience, Batman finally deciphered the other party's communication code:
Bring your own cement and gather at the entrance of the village.
Batman changed his clothes and became a low-level man, appearing at the underground rally as Match Malone.
"Slogan!" The patrol officer responsible for maintaining order stopped the disguised Batman.
"... Crying alone." Batman said the slogan hesitantly, his temples twitching.
"True love is invincible! You can go in."
Going deeper all the way, there is a wide space at the end. The purple-haired boy stood on the cement throne, his chain leather pants reflecting the weird highlights.
The young man's scepter touched the ground, and the diamonds sparkled on the skull ring. Li Yiyi, who has shiny and flowing purple hair, is now standing at the top, shouting orders to the people dancing in different postures under the stage:
"Show me your attitude, your ego."
"Even if you don't show your spirit, at least let me see the desire for Cullinan in your eyes!"
So as Batman watched, the people dancing with demons below began to dance even more crazily.
As the atmosphere reached its climax, twenty cement mixers roared and workers dressed as bosozoku began to perform impromptu street dances. Bruce held the fluorescent cheering stick he had just received, and suddenly felt that the design of Arkham Asylum was quite conservative.
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At least, at least:
Gotham's employment problem... Seems to have been solved a lot...
Intention: Show yourself and release yourself