American Comics: Beginning with Luke the Maker

Chapter 276 Ring and Bat: The Rise of the Scarecrow

"It's wonderful! This is really wonderful!"

Jonathan Klein was fascinated by the waves of power emerging from his body, and couldn't help but feel the ecstasy from his heart.

He felt that his thin self could easily knock down anyone now!

At his feet, there was a man with dilated pupils and a horrified face, who was frightened and lost his breath of life.

This was originally just a small entertainment activity for him to return to the experiment after he successfully researched and upgraded his fear potion, but he didn't expect it to bring him such a big surprise!An experimental subject found at random, under the effect of the latest fear potion, can actually feed back unexpected energy to him!
Ever since he was a child, he never felt the powerful feeling in his body.He is thin and thin, and has always been the one being bullied.But now it's different!
He slammed his fist against the wall next to him, and when he swung his fist, a layer of red-yellow energy surrounded his fist, amplifying his strength, making his fist penetrate into it like smashing into a thin board.

He didn't feel the slightest shock force or pain, that layer of energy perfectly protected his palm and achieved his goal.

This is simply like the mighty power bestowed by the gods!
Do not!
Or that he is that god?
God of fear?

Klein's face hidden under the scarecrow mask showed a slightly ferocious and sinister smile.He likes this power that he doesn't know how to get!It was a perfect match for his dream!
He wants to spread fear, which is what this energy wants.The stronger the fear infection is, the stronger the power he gains!
He is no longer that thin character who can only bully people with his brains and equipment. If any barbarian dares to bully him by relying on his physical strength, then he will regret why he took the shot.

Red-yellow energy was dyed all over his body. Klein felt that his body had become extremely light. Under his surprised gaze, his toes began to gradually float off the ground. He had mastered another method of applying power. Mastered the flight!
Although he was still not proficient, it was enough to surprise Klein.

He could feel that this power came from the scarecrow headgear he was wearing. It was really just an ordinary headgear mask before, but since last night, it seemed to have come alive, and it was constantly following him. kind of communication.

That is a kind of knowledge!
One that expands its knowledge of the manufacture of energy-harvesting instruments!
A forbidden knowledge that can make him reborn, become a superman, and even dominate the city!

He has verified this today.

"Don't worry, I have verified that knowledge, and I will collect more fears for you next, and I will feed you well! Hahahahaha!"

In the remote, narrow and dark alleyway, depressing and horrifying eerie laughter sounded.

……

On the top floor of a certain building, a spotlight projected a pattern of bats towards the sky.

Jim Gordon lit a cigarette in the gloom, and his face was reflected in the dim light.

"What's the matter?" A deep male voice suddenly sounded from behind Gordon.

Jim Gordon tensed all over at first, but relaxed after hearing the sound.He turned around and saw a figure half exposed from the light not far away.

"I just want to share the latest information with you." Gordon dropped the cigarette butt and crushed it on the ground with his shoes.Only then did he look up and look humanely.

"Whose information?" Batman asked.

"Scarecrow." Gordon shrugged, and he didn't feel the slightest difference to Batman's cold and short answer. He was already familiar with Batman's style, and sometimes he had to say that his performance was very trustworthy: "He has been too Active. Being active is a bit abnormal. A lone traveler even began to recruit subordinates. This is different from his previous style. According to sources, he has a big plan."

"I'll take care of him." Batman replied simply.

"There are some news, I don't know if it's true, and I can't confirm the authenticity." Gordon hesitated, but after thinking about it, he still reminded: "You'd better be careful when you act, he is not normal now Some people saw that he seemed to have mastered some kind of unbelievable ability, he could easily defeat anyone, and he was so strong that he didn't look like himself.

It's hard for me to say whether the other party has been tricked and has hallucinations, or something else.But there's no question he's upgraded his tools and made them scarier. "

"Poison gas? I'll watch out." Batman nodded.

"What have you been up to lately? If it was before, you probably would have solved the Scarecrow without me reminding you." Gordon was a little worried about Batman's silence these days, and he didn't know what happened.

"Don't worry, I'm just staring at another troublesome person. Compared to him, the Scarecrow is not troublesome at all." Batman was silent for a while, but still selectively said some information.

"Another troublesome character? A super criminal?" Gordon frowned, making Batman feel tricky and troublesome. Obviously, it wouldn't be a small character. He racked his brains to think that Gotham has such a character?

It seems that there are indeed a lot of top criminals like Gotham.

Gordon's mind flashed one by one famous names, names that were well known in the underground world of Gotham.

"It's not a super criminal. Things are a bit complicated, but I will solve it. I will deal with the Scarecrow first." Batman shook his head.

"This is the address of the other party I found. The other party seems to have not carefully concealed his whereabouts. This is completely different from the cautious and cautious style of the scarecrow in the past. Be careful, this may be a trap." Gordon took out a card The note was handed over to Batman, and when the other party reached out to take it away, he held the note firmly and reminded.

Batman glanced at him, pulled the note from his hand, and nodded slightly.

……

"Boss, this is all the harvest of today."

In a closed factory building, a group of people are tremblingly handing in their harvest today to a man sitting on a box with a scarecrow hood on his head.

"Too little." Klein looked at the money they handed in, feeling extremely unhappy.He feels that his bright and brilliant future should not be limited by money.Financial constraints limited the development of his abilities.

He was short of money before, and now he is even more short of money.

"The wealth in this city is all concentrated in the hands of the upper class and the gangsters. We can't touch each other at all. The lower classes are just like us, and they are a bunch of poor people. It is difficult for them to support themselves with money. These days We've already robbed everything we can around." One of them cautiously defended himself.

"You reminded me." Klein happily pointed to the speaker. "The poor ghost really can't squeeze out any oil and water. If you want to provoke those gangs, you are going to die."

Many subordinates nodded.Although they have guns in their hands, they are still incomparable to those gangsters, who can kill them in numbers alone.Unless the boss is willing to make a move.

"I want to make a big deal. Who is the richest person in this city?" Klein asked pointedly.

"Bruce Wayne?" A group of people looked at each other and tentatively gave their own answers.

"Yeah, that playboy. I believe that if I kidnap him, or someone he cares about, I should be able to get what I want." Klein's eyes sparkled slightly.If it was in the past, he would definitely not easily provoke and offend those upper-level figures casually, but now?He can't wait any longer!
He recruited these people in order to accumulate wealth and resources for himself faster, but it seems that they are somewhat useful, but not much.Compared with his planned expenditure, the daily income can only be said to be a drop in the bucket. If he wants to achieve his goal, it may be far away with just these waste materials that he recruits casually in front of him.

He has to do it himself!
And even after all kinds of materials and money are in place, Klein still has to face a dilemma, that is, there are not enough research talents under his hands!Let these people under him fight with people with guns, rob, rob, and do some bad things. They are all good at it. After all, they don't have this ability, and they can't survive at the bottom of this city.

But asking them to do some delicate work and assemble some kind of equipment is still a bit too much for them.After all, the most proficient handwriting of these people is to write their own names.In this city where life at the bottom is very difficult, not everyone can receive higher education.Even if it is general education, those who can graduate are considered rare talents in the gang.

When the time comes, Klein will have to either assemble the instrument himself, or teach these reckless people hand in hand.This is really a painful thing to think about.

So Klein decided that after obtaining sufficient resources and money, he needed to visit his university colleagues.They must have been extremely helpful and friendly working for him.

Suddenly, Klein suddenly raised his head as if he had noticed something.I saw a ghost like a bat, falling from the sky like a ghost.

"Look who is here?" Klein looked surprised: "Gotham's justice envoy, evil nemesis, citizen's savior, darkness incarnate, there are too many titles, Batman."

Batman ignored Klein's subordinates who were pointing their guns at him. He fixed his eyes on the scarecrow standing there, and a look of suspicion flashed in his eyes.According to the psychological portrait he analyzed for the scarecrow, if the other party sees him, he will probably try to escape first, and use various weapons and poisonous gas to entangle him, instead of standing where he is so carelessly, without fear, or even a little Delighted at his arrival.

However, he checked the surroundings, except for these people in the warehouse, there were no other forces involved, and no one was ambushing outside.With just a glance at these people in the warehouse, he can tell whether they pose any threat to him.Even if the opponent has a gun in his hand.

So, what gave Klein confidence and supported him?

Batman didn't think much of it.He believes that as long as he threatens the other party, the other party will definitely show their cards.At that time, what will be seen is the respective abilities and strengths of both parties.

So Batman rushed towards Klein immediately.Those of Klein's men who were blocking the front didn't stop Batman from advancing at all.

There was a loud gunshot, but it fell on Batman's black cloak and the armor outside his body. Apart from splashing a few sparks, it didn't play its due role.Even if they are very close to Batman.

"Idiot! Don't shoot! What will you pay for the damage to the goods?" Klein cursed angrily, grabbed the firearm from one of his subordinates, and crazily fired several shots at the wooden box under his feet.

The wooden box body was beaten and debris flew across, and the sound of glass shattering sounded inside the box.

Klein nimbly jumped back from the box.Puffs of gas overflowed from the box and spread to the surrounding area.

Klein's men ran in a panic in the opposite direction from the gas diffusion, as if they had seen something terribly frightening.However, their speed is still slow.The gas diffused and volatilized extremely fast in the air, covering most of the warehouse in a very short time.

Some people who accidentally breathed in some poisonous gas staggered and fell to the ground, twitching all over their bodies. Their expressions looked as if they had seen something that terrified them. Move on the ground with hands and feet.

It's just that their movements are irregular, as if they are avoiding some kind of pursuit, and some even try their best to escape, but they just move like ghosts hitting a wall in a relative space.

"Ah, energy!"

Klein took a deep breath intoxicated, feeling the energy that surged into his body from all around.He opened his eyes, looked at Batman who seemed to be unaffected, rushed forward, looked at the pocket-sized gas mask on his face, raised his eyebrows slightly: "How cunning, did you even take anti-virus measures for yourself? "

Instead of responding to the Scarecrow, Batman punched him in the face.But he was surprised to find that his fist was blocked by a layer of red-yellow light.His fist seemed to be smashed into a lump of mud, with no strength at all.

"You shouldn't have shot at me." Klein showed an unpredictable look of joy on his face: "You have a smell of fear, does a person like you have fear in his heart? This is really wonderful! I believe Your fear should bring me more strength!"

What responded to Klein was Batman's stormy attack.

However, that layer of red-yellow energy protected Klein without any dead ends. Batman's powerful fists and kicks fell on Klein who was standing still.

"People who are exposed to the power of fear will inevitably face their own fear. Good luck!!" Klein's mouth under the mask cracked a horrifying arc, reminding Batman.

Batman staggered suddenly, and he found that the scene in front of him had an illusory scene.It's like hallucination.

The scarecrows in front of us are overlapping, and their bodies are getting bigger, or they are getting smaller.He has been unable to judge whether he is getting smaller or the other party is getting bigger based on the surrounding environment. The sluggishness of other organs has exchanged for the pity of hearing. The memorable, broken and messy cry.

That's the sound of bats!
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(End of this chapter)