"Director is going to be unlucky this time."
"Who said no? If so many prisoners died at one time, the shareholders above will not let him go."
The two guards were holding shovels, and while whispering, they filled the big hole they had dug.
In the huge pothole several meters deep in front of them, dozens of corpses wrapped in black bags were piled up. Many of the bags were damaged, revealing stumps and broken arms with blood inside.
The older guard urged: "Hurry up and fill in and go back as soon as you finish. I always feel that this place is very cold."
After listening to his words, the young guard looked around carefully, and couldn't help speeding up the movements in his hands, while complaining: "Every time this kind of dirty work is done by both of us, they don't even give us some money to make up for it. ."
"Stop talking nonsense and bury it!" the older guard reprimanded.
"Understood." The young guard straightened his crooked hat and said angrily, "You only know how to bully me all day long... Alas, what is that!"
He suddenly changed the subject and pointed to the pit and shouted.
The elderly guard who was working hard couldn't help but kicked him: "Can't you work in peace!"
Then he turned his eyes to the bottom of the pit, under the cold moonlight, he vaguely saw a body bag at the top of the deep pit. It moved a little, and a blood-stained arm stretched out from it.
Immediately afterward, a big man covered in bullet holes appeared in front of the two guards.
His eyes were tightly closed, and his face was abnormally white and distorted.
Lying on the ground in a very strange posture, he crawled out of the pit with his hands.
"Ghost!" The older guard shouted when he saw this, threw away the shovel, and turned and ran away, while the other guard froze in fright and lost his ability to move. After graves climbed up from the pit, he still stood there and dared not move.
"Hey, friend, do you know where Arkham Asylum is?"
The guard opened his mouth several times, but couldn't make a sound, so he raised his trembling hand and pointed in the direction in which the older guard fled.
"Thanks, friend." graves patted him on the shoulder, then took off his hat and put it on his head, and walked slowly towards Arkham.
But the guard couldn't stand the stimulation, he tilted his head and passed out.
graves, who continued to walk forward, ignored him, but rubbed his still aching chest, and took out a few warped bullets from the wound.
In his heart, he was afraid for a while, but fortunately, he had been prepared, otherwise, he would have been beaten to death.
[Stracker's Challenge Gauntlets]
+60 Attack Damage
+400 Health
[Bloodthirsty: When receiving damage, recover part of the lost HP in a short time. ]
[Savior's Spirit Blade: When the HP is lower than 30%, this effect is triggered, providing the wearer with a shield that can resist damage. ]
Although it's a bit strange for the gauntlet to come out with this equipment, it was because he carried the equipment commonly known as "Blood Hands" that graves dared to implement such a bold plan.
Among them, he also wants to thank his Loyal followers who are not well-known characters but have unique skills.
During the meal that day, graves accidentally learned that there is a prisoner who is proficient in the craft of suspended animation.
So a plan slowly emerged in his heart. Since the living can't get out of Arkham, then what about the dead?
Of course, the plan is much more than that.
For example, graves is now ready to return to Arkham and release all the prisoners in it.
With this group of vicious criminals who are full of resentment towards Batman, Gotham City would be more chaotic.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, and his footsteps were much lighter.
The prisoner's burial place is not far from Arkham. A few minutes later, graves came to a staff passage behind the administrative building of Arkham asylum.
This is where the guards usually go in and out.
Perhaps the older guard forgot to close the door when he ran in because he was too shaken, but it saved graves a lot of time.
At this time, it was the dead of night, and the patrolling guards paid more attention to the prison cell, but not here, so graves walked in generously.
After more than ten minutes of careful searching, after bringing down the four guards, he came to a room on the third floor.
On the door of the room, several large characters were clearly written.
[Criminal's Item Depository]
Without hesitation, he twisted the door lock with brute force and stepped into the dark room. When he came out again, the image of the embarrassed criminal was completely gone.
he was wearing a large black long trench coat, covering most of his body.
Under the red cashmere vest, the sturdy figure propped up the pure white shirt bulging, the dark blue tie was neatly tied to the chest, and the collar made of pure gold made the current Lu Wu look like an old-fashioned gentleman.
But the black pure leather gloves on both hands and the brown beret on top of his head added a hint of ferocity to him.
At this time, the character information on the system panel also changed slightly.
[Played object: Extrajudicial fanatic - Malcolm Graves]
[Player: Lu Wu]
[Play Difficulty: ★★★]
[Current world: "Batman: The Dark Knight"]
[Currently carrying skin: Crime city graves]
But now graves look very vulgar. He stood at the door of the storage room and shouted, "Where's the gun! where is my destiny!"
Graves, nicknamed his gun destiny, he lost his gun, which was a shame for him.
It happened that two guards patrolling heard the movement upstairs and rushed to the third floor quickly. After finding graves, they kept shining their flashlights in his eyes and shouted:
"Who are you and how did you get in!"
graves covered his eyes and walked toward the two guards.
"Stop and don't move, or we'll shoot!" A guard hurriedly took out his gun at his waist and aimed at the unknown intruder, But the next second, a huge figure flashed by, and the companion who was standing beside him just now was smashed into the wall, don't know if he is alive or dead.
[ Quickdraw ]
[Graves dashes forward gaining an Armor boost for several seconds. If Graves dashes towards an enemy champion, gain two stacks of True Grit instead. Hitting enemies with basic attacks lowers the cooldown of this skill and refresh the resistance boost.]
Although he doesn't have a gun now, it doesn't mean he can't release this skill.
The guard was overwhelmed by the sudden change and didn't react until a big hand grabbed his neck.
"no, forgive me, I'll leave right away, and I'll just pretend I didn't see anything."
graves, who was in a fit of rage, didn't intend to let him go so easily. Looking at the guard's ref face, he said cruelly, "Where's my gun?"
The guard, who had difficulty breathing, asked suspiciously, "What gun?"
But as the hand became tighter and tighter, the guard, whose head began to dizzy, had to desperately search for the memory of the gun in his mind in the face of death crisis.
he seemed to have suddenly thought of an exaggerated and extremely beautiful shotgun that director Sharp had shown before the guards.
And that gun is now the director's collection, and it is now hanging in the most noticeable place on the wall of his office, and everyone who goes there can see it.
Could it be that one?
So he hurriedly said, "I know, I know, director Sharp's office has a..."
Before he could finish speaking, the guard was knocked unconscious by a punch.
graves picked up the pistol he dropped and inserted it into the holster at his waist, ready to make up for his shotgun with it, and then went straight to the office of Quincy Sharp, the head of the Arkham asylum.
He knew the location of the office, and he had asked the little intelligence prisoner Andy before.