The night was boiling in the roar ...
The people on the street didn't see what was going on, they just watched the old Joey walk towards the door of the Arkham Asylum ... and then the entire city wall collapsed in a flash.
Everything happened so suddenly, it seemed that old Joey's fat was just a trembling, and it was cracking.
How many bombs did he drop?
Is there our internal response in the lunatic asylum?
Or is he a weird man with some black technology?
...
who cares!
The people on the street will never care about this, because they have their own things to do, they have to shout, be excited, be crazy, and hysterically follow the old fat man ... This is going to contain At the moment of Gotham's history, the "Roman Empire" will rush into the Arkham Asylum today to lift the night!
And that old Joey ...
Who cares whether he is an angel or a devil.
Anyway, he is on our side!
The old street began to vibrate, and the dense footsteps and shouts overshadowed the loud crash. The black crushed crowd rushed towards the collapsed wall with stimulants, stepped over the steel bars, and over the rocks, like a dense wild dog Into the city full of fresh meat.
Old Joey fanned the dust in front of him, and was submerged in the cry ... After the knife was chopped, the rust on the surface spread in vain, just like the time was quickly released. A hundred years later, it turned into a broken old butcher knife again.
Joey grumbled and looked at the rust on the surface of the knife: "Hey, after saving for more than three months, I used up a knife."
He shrugged his shoulders and pushed it back to his waist ...
"However, this group of children seems pretty decent."
He said with a smile.
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At the same time, Gotham City, the police headquarters.
Secretary Gordon did not have dinner today.
This is not to say that he is too busy to eat, but that he cannot eat.
I don't know why, he has no appetite for a whole day, and the nerve that manages hunger in his brain is strangled to death, with an unexplained panic and anxiety.
It was a very unpredictable hunch ... This hunch started from the phone call last night and continues to this day. At this moment, it bursts out completely, as if it is in his mind. A voice growled, trying to tell him what was about to happen, but ... he couldn't hear it at all.
Gordon rubbed his boring eyes ... This inexplicable premonition has been frequent since seven or eight years ago. In some major cases, in the process of arresting criminals, just like the other day, he and son When Liang talked across the bank 's door, this kind of voice always murmured ... He did n't understand what was wrong with him, and ultimately he could only attribute this weird feeling to his illness.
But today, his hunch is extremely strong, as if he is crazy reminding himself ... to do something.
However ... Gordon still can't hear clearly.
So he picked up the bottle of medicine again and poured two pills into his mouth, hoping that this would calm his head.
Suddenly ... a rapid ringing of the phone rang.
Of course, the ringing of the phone will not change the rhythm, but the moment the sound reaches the ear of Secretary Gordon, he has a hunch that this phone call will change everything ... whether it is the past or the future .
He messed up and picked up the phone.
However, before waiting for the earpiece to reach his ear, he heard a mad cry from inside.
"Help! Help!"
Gordon snapped the phone close to his ear: "What's wrong, what happened?" He reluctantly caught a trace of Quincy Sharp's Warden in the other party's panic voice.
"We were attacked! Hell! They rushed in!"
A series of panic shouts, the background is still full of gunshots or roars.
"Hell? Rob Arkham Asylum?"
The first reaction in Director Gordon's mind, if this is a prank ... then the level of this prank is too low-end.
Because after the expansion of the Arkham Asylum, many years ago, it was no longer that ordinary prison, but an extremely strong steel cage. If you say someone escapes, he still believes ... but you have to say Someone is in prison, haha-just making yourself laugh?
How to rob? Drive a tank? Even if someone really opened a tank, it would be impossible to blow the door of Arkham prison.
"boom!"
A close gunshot crashed into Jim Gordon's head from the earpiece, and his ears buzzed.
The other end of the phone should be dropped to the ground, a series of impact sounds, and then suddenly turned into a dead busy tone.
In the "beep" sound, the voice in Secretary Gordon's head boiled again!
What is it calling? .
at this time...
"Director!" Came a panic-stricken voice, and the door of the police station was pushed open. He saw a police officer standing at the door in shock: "Crisis alarm, from Arkham Asylum!"
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Inside the lunatic asylum.
It seemed to have been filled with gunfire and shouts, and it seemed extremely chaotic.
There are too many people in the "Roman Empire", almost several times the number of guards. As Arkham Asylum As a prison, it is impossible to configure so many full-time combatants. Most of the police forces here are prison guards.
So after the door was chopped open, the "Roman Empire" showed their horror strength as the most powerful gangster in Gotham in a real head-to-head battle. They almost swallowed the place they passed like a locust Quickly occupied all positions.
...
At the end of a corridor, an iron door was kicked open.
A prison guard was pushed in, and behind him were old Joey's tall body and a gang of fierce gangsters.
"Brother, I think I need to remind you that Old Joey doesn't like to turn too many corners, so you'd better show me the house number of the confinement room quickly." Joey muttered less willingly. For him, the roads here are too narrow, and they are all about the same length, so he was lost about a few minutes ago.
"Quick ..... coming soon!" The guard responded tremblingly, and then quickly accelerated the pace.
Finally, after turning two more corridors, the lucky prison guard finally brought Joey to the confinement room. In fact, if he turned one more corner, the old Joey would chop him as fodder.
"That's this ..." the prison guard shuddered.
Old Joey looked at the closed iron door in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.
Then he raised the knife around his waist.
At this moment, the knife had become rusty, so Joey riveted hard, "dangdang" the lock of the confinement room, and the sparks of the straight chop were scattered, which finally opened the lock.
Then he pulled the handle ... With the harsh friction of the door shaft, a ray of light shone into the dark confinement room.
The people crowded around all around their necks, want to see what this person who has collapsed the gate of the Arkham Asylum Astronaut has been saying ...
Immediately afterwards, they saw the darkness that had not been illuminated by the light, and two bloody eyes that were like demonic scarlets ... slowly opened.
A horror of fear rushed out of that door!
At this moment, almost everyone stopped breathing subconsciously. The blood in their hearts rushed fiercely into their brains. The dilated blood vessels rubbed against the eardrum. The hiss was like a whisper from hell.
fear...
Even more frightened is that the pair of scarlet eyes stood up, and the evil spirit of Hell got up and walked slowly towards himself from the darkness.
People felt their throats choked, they felt a breath of death staring at themselves, their bodies receded uncontrollably, and several people in the front row fell directly to the ground, shaking.
Finally, the fear in the darkness came out.
At this moment ... everyone was stunned.
Because that is not a devil with fangs at all ...
It was a sloppy, thin man with a mess of hair.
He was obviously just waking up, scratching his head, while the thief yawned without a picture ...
"Ahhhhhhhhhh ... (What's the point?)-What time is it?"