Chapter 2218 - 2218 Side Story: Fantasy Journey 59

2218 Side Story: Fantasy Journey 59

While the two psychos fought a battle of wits and cold chicken, the city had already turned into a merry sea.

Countless people who felt that their homes were short of food, medicine, appliances, furniture, and phones ran to shops in the commercial district.

Break down the door, charge in, grab whatever you see this was the best shopping experience they ever had.

Of course, birds of a feather flocked together.

Everybody wanted something valuable. What if it was already in someone elses hands? Naturally, s.n.a.t.c.h it from the other party.

However, these were basically ordinary people who had been incited for the moment, while there were many small groups who were prepared.

A group of people wearing masks for Spiderman, Iron Man, Thor, the Hulk, the Black Widow and so on rushed into a comic store and cheered. My Spiderman figurine, hooray! F*ck!

Ah, my Black Widow bolster! F*ck!

OMG, my wife, Misaka! F*ck!

F*ck! FFF, hooray! Stuff yourselves to death!

As they spoke, everybody started to grab the figurines and accessories they couldnt afford and which they had already targeted beforehand.

After a long while, this FFF group, which had grabbed countless wives, came out of the comic store. Suddenly, their surroundings felt a little quiet.

It was still faintly noisy in some shops, but at this intersection in the city center, a lot of people had shut up, and many more were surrept.i.tiously slipping away.

Following most peoples gazes, the FFF saw a figure in a black cape standing opposite another figure in a purple suit on a flight of stairs several meters above ground level.

Batman! FFFs Iron Man exclaimed.

His voice attracted a lot of attention, and his companions were so frightened that they berated him in low voices, Shut up, Summer! Do you want someone to steal our wives?

As it turned out, these nerds of the FFF were overthinking things.

The people around them only glanced at them before they looked away and mocked inwardly. They came out at night to steal toys? They were crazy!

At the center of attention on the street, Batman and the Joker looked at each other from ten meters away.

The difference was that Master Waynes cape fluttered in the cold snowy wind, while the Joker paced back and forth with a puzzled expression. Somethings wrong with you.

Master Wayne remained indifferent. He was trying to buy time. Talking less didnt make him any less cool.

Let me guess what made you change. The Joker continued pacing. Its your friends. Its not Superman; he doesnt have that ability. That tough woman? Hm, youre probably not her type. Dark Knight? Wow, I think I hit on something.

Master Wayne remained unperturbed..

It wasnt strange for the Joker to say whatever.

In front of this lunatic, you definitely revealed less if you said nothing, especially when Master Waynes helmet also covered his face, and he remained motionless.

The Joker stopped talking and sighed. Why are you so serious? We shouldve gotten a good start tonight.

He waved his hand impatiently, as if to shake off something. Its a pity that your shadow Knight is still in Europe and wont be able to make it back in time for this game. Maybe Ill play the next round with him, and hell be more cooperative.

When he waved his hand, troops of criminals pushed the socialistes forward.

These lavishly dressed men and women were now as obedient as quails.

They had no choice but to be obedient.

Just now, in order to force Master Wayne out, the Joker had already thrown a dozen of their comrades to the surrounding thugs.

Unlike those at the bottom who specialized in small-scale looting, these people also wanted money, but were more inclined to destruction and slaughter.

Furthermore, the socialites who had been thrown into the crowd had a lot of cash stuffed on them.

Even if it wasnt wads, but small rolls, tens of millions of dollars falling off a person was enough to stimulate the crowds beastly nature.

Not to mention, the socialites who were wearing thin clothing all had outstanding looks and figures if they werent outstanding, they werent qualified to attend a charity party of that level.

The crowd reached out for these living moneybags. In just a few minutes, more than ten bodies appeared on the ground.

These thugs didnt know who had done it, but these unlucky upper cla.s.s individuals died just like that.

The other hostages were instantly terrified.

Those who could reach their level werent idiots, not even the socialites.

Women with low IQ and EQ couldnt play around in this social circle at all.

Those who thought that they could make big money by spreading their legs, or those who were naive enough to antic.i.p.ate falling in love with someone rich, were doomed to become dirty secrets and would have no chance of entering upper-cla.s.s society.

To reach the top in any industry, a person had to have top-notch relevant professional skills.

Of course, there might be women whose faces and bodies could insta-kill most men like Helen of Troy, who had triggered the Trojan War.

But even Luke, who had roamed several universes, had never seen such an existence.

Diana and Mera were already the most beautiful women he had ever seen, but were they enough to make most men give up everything? Sorry, those nerds who were furtively hugging their figurines wouldnt agree.

The members of this FFF (f*ck f*ck f*ck) group actually werent interested in real women. Wasnt it nicer to go home and sleep with their wife and wife pillow?

Lawser Piago, who was wearing the Black Widow mask and holding a bunch of half-naked Black Widow figurines, suddenly stopped. F*ck, wait, I think I see someone I know.

Everybody stopped and looked in the direction he was pointing.

F*ck, big brother, thats Miss Aoi! h.e.s.h.er Piago, who was wearing the Hulk mask and holding wife Misaka, cried out.

F*ck, Miss Aoi, that crossdressing bigshot on TV? I thought I was seeing things. Wicked, who was wearing the Thor mask, also cursed.

The nerds subconsciously looked at Lawser.

Lawser looked conflicted.

He looked at Miss Aoi, who was surrounded by a bunch of armed thugs, before he finally turned around, and saw a bunch of people staring at him. What?

Wicked reminded him, Lawser, dont you like crossdressing with Miss Aoi the most? You also said that brothers should stick together.

Lawser got angry. Thats crossdressing. You dont do it all the time, but dont you cosplay your wives at comic conventions? Thats a bunch of criminals with guns. What can I do?

Everybody was still looking at him. After all, although Lawser was a little unrestrained and lecherous, he had always been their leader.

He was the one who had suggested stealing their wives tonight.

Lawser sighed helplessly and turned in Miss Aois direction. He lowered his head. Then, lets pray pray that G.o.d can bring Miss Aoi back alive.

Everybody was speechless. Thats so half-a.s.sed. How can you let down a good friend whom you crossdress with?