The trajectory of the world king in the United States

Batman was as light as if he had no weight. An invisible iron rope fixed to the roof of the building forced his falling body to stop in mid-air. He swayed, swayed slightly in the air, and lay down like a gecko. On the dirty wall, there was an open window on his left. Under the bat mask, he showed a smile.

It looks like tonight's investigation will go well.

He climbed over the window and landed on the floor of the room like a cat without making a sound. On the top of the building was a couple quarreling. The noisy sound was transmitted into the room through the poorly insulated walls. He He didn't care about those sounds, but used the dim light outside the window to check in this unattended room.

Falconi was taken to jail, and the evidence was conclusive. He was likely to be prosecuted and jailed. This would have little impact on his gang. No one would believe that Gotham's largest gang leader would act like this. The way disappeared, and they were waiting for the return of the boss. However, later today, the news that Falconi was crazy came out, which caused the backbone of his subordinates to panic instantly.

After seeing Falconi being sent to Arkham Asylum, the gangsters who were worried began to take action of their own. The boss was crazy and he was finished. What should the leaders under him do?

Of course, kill the others and become the boss yourself.

It is said that in just 2 hours, three large-scale armed fights broke out on the narrow island, which also caused this originally important stronghold to be deserted now, but this is a good thing for Batman.

Soon, he found what he needed in this small room.

It was a box of bear dolls piled in the corner. He picked one up, cut it open with a knife, poked at the cotton inside the doll, and pulled out a bag of salt-like crystals.

"Very good, that's what Folas said."

Batman put the small bag into his pocket and was about to find some other things. But at this moment, the sound of a key opening the door sounded. His expression changed and he flashed into the bathroom.

“Take everything away”

A gentle voice sounded in the room, and then there was the sound of rummaging for something. Batman borrowed a small piece of broken glass under his feet and saw four people in the room, three of them were dressed in flashy clothes, and the one standing in the middle of the room That young man seemed to be from two different worlds.

He was wearing a crisp suit, holding a black document bag in his hand, and had golden eyes. His chestnut hair was neatly styled. He looked like a personable upper-class man. Batman frowned, this man , he knows

Dr. Klein, the director of Arkham Asylum, is said to be an expert in psychology and psychiatry. He was hired to come to Gotham two years ago to manage the Arkham Asylum built on the edge of the narrow island for the city government. His work ability is very good, but according to Rachel, Klein has a problem with his integrity. He has been defending Falconi's killers not guilty of psychotic symptoms, and he is a complete bad guy.

And Batman also knew that the last person Falcone saw before he went crazy was Dr. Klein.

He didn't make a sound and continued to lurk in the corner. He wanted to see what they were going to do.

The room was not large, so the three people brought by Klein quickly organized the boxes and placed them outside the door. Then they brought in a few small buckets and sprinkled the liquid in the room. From every corner, Batman frowned when he smelled the pungent smell.

"Gasoline...these lunatics, they're going to burn this place down."

He was already preparing to stop them. With the current situation of the narrow island, once it was ignited, it would definitely cause a fatal fire. With the population density here, dozens or even hundreds of people would definitely die.

But just when he was about to jump out, a guy put down the gasoline can in his hand, walked into the bathroom, turned on the light, unbuttoned his pants, and then saw himself in the dirty mirror, as well as the quiet man. Standing silently behind him was a guy wearing black armor, a black cloak, and a bat-like mask.

He was looking at him with a cold look.

"boom"

This guy's head was hit by a huge force from behind on the mirror in front of him. Blood spurted out along with the broken mirror. The black figure flashed out of the bathroom. Before the other three people could react, a blow A heavy punch knocked a guy holding a gasoline barrel to the ground. The pungent liquid hit the ground and splashed in all directions. Another guy rushed up and hugged Batman's body, but the Dark Knight's legs He kicked and knocked the guy against the wall, then hit him with a backhand punch.

He raised his left leg and chopped it hard.

In less than 2 seconds, all three guys lost their fighting power. This is how the best killing machine cultivated by the Shadow Warrior Alliance should behave. But just when he turned around to deal with the last Klein, he saw What he saw before him was a guy wearing a strange and twisted scarecrow mask.

"You look angry"

Batman punched him, but the next moment, a pungent gas spurted out from Klein's sleeves. Batman was confused for a moment, and then he saw the surrounding environment begin to distort, and He even temporarily lost control of his body, but his long-term training protected him. At this moment when he lost the ability to fight back, he quickly retreated, and Klein threw out a silver lighter with his left hand.

"Let me calm down your anger."

"boom"

The gasoline splashed in the fight just now was ignited, and red flames suddenly ignited from his unique armor. In the distorted senses, he seemed to be in hell. No matter how firm his will was to face this physical and psychological The double blow would appear so devastating. His last bit of will controlled him to jump out of the window. If he continued to stay here, he would ignite the entire room.

He fell from a 4-story building and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground to extinguish the flames. This suit of armor was fireproof, but after the scorching heat on the outside was eliminated, the burning feeling inside However, the fear controlled him at this moment, and he staggered to his feet. The darkness where he saw it seemed to his amplified senses like the weakest moment in his memory, where he fell into a dark cave.

The whispers around him were like beasts flapping their wings in the darkness, rushing toward him fiercely. The eyes of those watching around him turned into monsters with eyes that breathed fire in his senses.

"what"

Under the oppression of this environment, he just wanted to leave, find a quiet place, and calm down. But according to Seber's experience, this fear poison not only induces inner terror, it also causes great physical torture.

He took off the flying claw gun from his waist, raised his arm, and fired a miniature hook lock. His whole body was carried high into the sky by the rapidly rising chain. While floating in the air, he suddenly felt that his arms were weak. Under the physical devastation caused by the poisonous gas, the muscles in his arms began to spasm. As soon as his hands were loosened, his whole body hit the ground diagonally with the flying claw gun.

"Ahem...it's really...bad"

Before falling to the roof, he had fallen into a weak trance amid the unbearable rapid breathing and the unspeakable fear of the past that kept flashing before his eyes. At this moment, this steely Dark Knight, Ushered in a rough time in his great life.

"It's on the northwest edge of the narrow island, did you see it?"

Reluctantly, Kevin stood next to Seb, gesturing to him about the brightly lit building in the distance on the dim narrow island. They had returned to their home on the narrow island, and Ed had fallen asleep. Seb and Kevin came to the roof.

"The brightest building is Arkham Asylum. Ed and I are the nominal security guards there, and Thompson is our head. Thanks to you, after Ed wakes up, we have to find another job. .”

Kevin complained nonchalantly, but Seb ignored him. Instead, he carefully observed the layout and location of the looming lunatic asylum with his naked eyes. After more than ten seconds, he turned to Kevin and said,

"I need you to take me in there tomorrow night."

"Why can't this be..."

Kevin's eyes widened. He was about to object, but Seb put his shoulder around his neck. He said to the young man,

"Listen, Kevin, bring me in. This matter has nothing to do with you. I won't kill people there. I'm just doing some...well, well-prepared investigation work. I know you are very interested in that Kagemusha Alliance. Fear, but I can assure you that as long as you don't talk nonsense, no one will know about the things between you and me. Thompson just needs you to find a reason to deal with it. And that Klein, I will I used my way to shut him up."

"When faced with a mad dog that wants to bite you, it's useless no matter how you run away. The moment you turn around, the dog knows that you are afraid of it, and it will chase you until it satisfies the desire in its heart. Such a arrogant idea.”

Seb's voice was low, but it had a full sense of persuasion. In front of his experience, Kevin was still too young. He knew what to say to restore a little courage to this young man.

"Do you know how to deal with a mad dog?"

He asked meaningfully. Kevin didn't answer, and Seb didn't need his answer. He said in a mixed and firm voice,

"You have to pick up the stick in your hand and hit it hard on the head. As long as you hit it hard enough and it hurts enough, it will whimper and run away with its tail between its legs. It will be scared. You, this fear will remain in its heart, and the next time it sees you, even if you don’t have a stick in your hand, it will walk around you, do you understand?”

Seb patted Kevin's chest,

"Don't be intimidated by yourself. If you are not afraid of death, no one can defeat you. If you want to live a wonderful life, you have to throw away the fear of weakness, or regard it as the source of strength. Do you know why the three of you together can't beat me?"

"You are afraid of me, but I am not afraid of you. Fear is your stumbling block, but it goes with me."

"boom"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground interrupted Seber's crazy preaching. He and Kevin both turned around at the same time and saw the trembling black shadow lying on the roof of the building, as well as a flying claw that fell beside him. gun.

They walked over quickly, and Seb stretched out his hand to turn the man over. As a result, Kevin saw the iconic Bat helmet and exclaimed,

"This...this is Batman"

"Um"

Of course, Seb recognized this guy who had made him feel the taste of failure in the past few days. He raised his head and said, "You know him."

Kevin nodded quickly,

"He has been appearing near Narrow Island in the past few nights. Every time he attacks, he takes away several ruthless guys who are not famous. They say that he can fly. Some people say that he is actually not an ordinary person, but a monster. They say that he is very powerful. Infinite, and even invisible.”

"No, no, he's not a monster."

Seb looked at Batman who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and his body shaking. He murmured to himself, "He's just a stronger, normal person. Well, a guy who can fight very well. Kevin, go start the car."

Kevin was stunned for a moment, then realized what Seber was going to do. His eyes stayed on Batman for a few seconds, and then he quickly went downstairs. After Kevin left, Seber reached out and lifted Batman's head. He stood up and put his exquisite flying claw gun on his belt. This was a trophy.

"You are really embarrassed..."

Seb tilted his head, then stretched out his left hand and clasped it on the black bat mask.

"Then let me see what kind of hero he is under this dark disguise."

After a moment, the silent Seb put the visor on Batman's head again, then stretched out his hand to lift his body on his shoulders, and walked downstairs, with a half-smiling expression on his face. ,

"Tsk, it's really you...Bruce Wayne"