American manga: Batman after graduating from the madhouse

The thing is, I'm a warm-blooded animal like them.

Born in Sri Lanka, grew up in Sri Lanka.

But I learned to be cold-blooded, which is the only way to survive...evolve...evolve.

I am indeed a monster.It was life that made me a monster, it was they who made me a monster, they excluded me, hurt me, and betrayed me.Everything, all the people... They drove me into the sewer, they made the crocodile.

Maybe the mistake was not Waylon Jones, but the world.

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"Follow up, keep up!" "Listen guys, our mission is very simple, find the video tape that the madman stole, or destroy it, understand?" "Copy that, sir!"

Jessica nodded with satisfaction. It was her biggest mistake to let the madman take away the crucial videotape. Even if he died and everything was thrown into the sewer, she would dig it out.

"Turn on the searchlight, there may be obstacles in the sewer." Jessica ordered. "But, sir, listen, listen to people saying that there is... something bad in the sewer, and the light will attract it." "What thing?"

"It... is said to be a crocodile monster." The police member stammered in reply. "Listen, kid." Jessica pinched his chin, "There won't be any monster. If there is, there will only be one, and his name is Batman. If there really was a crocodile killer, he would have been killed by the bat. The hero was taken out and thrown into Arkham Asylum. So shut up now and go find me that damn tape. If I go to jail for that damn tape, I'll throw you all in. Swamps feed alligators, I swear.”

"Yes...yes, sir." The young policeman timidly nodded in agreement. "Very good, let's go now and cheer up." Jessica nodded with satisfaction.

In the darkness, they shuttled through the sewers of Gotham, which is the most unknown corner of Gotham and is full of garbage that people usually dismiss the most.

"Shit! It's been so long and I haven't even seen the hair on the video tape..." a policeman complained, "Hey, man, don't be discouraged, we will find it soon." Jessica comforted.

No one answered her. "Man? Hey! Man!" He disappeared, as if no one had spoken just now...

Jessica and the other police officers looked at the darkness behind them and couldn't help but feel a little frightened... There seemed to be something really choosing people to eat in that darkness, right under their noses.

"Sir... why don't we withdraw today... It really doesn't work... I heard that Commissioner Gordon can contact Batman..." "Shut up, idiot! Let Batman help us find that thing. Do you think we can't die fast enough?" ?Don’t forget, you all have a share!” Jessica shouted sternly.

"Let's speed up." The policemen sped up, but to no avail.From time to time, there would be two screams in the darkness, and the number of police officers was visibly decreasing, but no one knew what was happening. They only knew that something was trying to drag them into the darkness, and it was hunting. them!

When the last policeman screamed miserably and was dragged into the sewage by a huge claw covered with scales beside Jessica, Jessica collapsed.

She howled and kept tilting the bullets towards the darkness in front of her. From time to time, there was a sound of impact, but it was of no use... She could feel that the monster was unharmed.

To her surprise, the monster retreated.The substantial oppression disappeared in the darkness in front of her.Why should it let her go?Jessica couldn't think too much and staggered towards the nearest exit in her memory.

Huh, huh.She gasped for breath, no more, she had to take a rest.She leaned against the pipe beside her and slowly poured down.

Suddenly, little fires lit up in the darkness in the distance... They were slowly approaching, they were people!It's human!

"Ah...ah wu wu wu..." Jessica couldn't help crying, she was really human!Is this sent by God to save me?They must be messengers of God!

The leaders were a skinny little boy and a gray-haired old man.Jessica would not have even looked at these poor people living in the sewers before, but now their faces are as friendly as angels.

"Hey, gentlemen! I'm Chief Jessica from the Gotham Police Department... You have to save me... Ah!" Jessica screamed mid-sentence.The leading little boy showed a weird smile before she finished speaking, and then swung the wooden stick in his hand and hit Jessica's knee hard.

Jessica fell into the sewage, groaning in pain... The poor people stared at her rolling on the ground with expressionless faces, slowly retreating into the darkness...

After an unknown amount of time, Jessica finally regained consciousness. She dragged her excruciatingly painful leg and stood up against the pipe. Her sexy long legs were now as swollen as carrots.She panted violently, beads of sweat slowly sliding down her wet temples.

"These untouchables...wait for me to go back..." She cursed through gritted teeth, limping through the sewers of Gotham.She cried again, why was she here... She should have been flirting with the handsome waiter in a five-star hotel at this time... She would be promoted soon, just a little bit... just a little bit... if it weren't for that idiot, madman, Bad guy!

There was another sound of splashing water from behind... No, no, it's coming again, that monster is coming again.She was terrified and wanted to run but her legs were broken.

The monster didn't seem eager to tear her apart.It just walked slowly behind her, and it didn't want to simply end her, Jessica said with a desperate consciousness.

Finally, when Jessica was exhausted and fell in the sewage in great pain and could not get up again, a huge figure emerged from the darkness in front of her.

What kind of figure was that... He was tall and strong, but his whole body was covered with blue scales. His jaw protruded like a reptile, and a pair of vertical pupils stared at her coldly and ruthlessly...

"Here, what you want." To her surprise, the monster spoke.He handed her a videotape and a player.

After gently poking it with a sharp nail, the video tape began to run indistinctly.

"Pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand." Jessica in the picture is not wearing a police uniform, but is dressed sexy.

She dusted off her cigarette and said arrogantly. "The agreed price." A bald man with tattoos handed over a stack of banknotes.

"Okay, she belongs to you." Jessica threw a tightly tied girl over.

"Remember, you have to pay more next time." She said casually.

"No problem... Hehe! Who are you? Don't run!"

The screen shook violently, and then there was the sound of falling to the ground.

"I'll tell Gordon, you, and you, and I'll catch you!"

A male voice gasped, followed by another round of beatings and screams.

"Throw him down, you idiot. I've warned him many times."

Jessica ordered impatiently.

Ha, ha... The man gasped violently and suddenly knocked away the bald man. He grabbed the video tape with his only remaining hand, smiled miserably, turned over and fell into the sewer.

"Shit!" Jessica cursed, "It's okay, he's dead..."

"But that videotape! Falk, we must find it..."

Jessica's consciousness returned to reality, and she thought of the handsome middle-aged uncle again.

He is usually nice to himself, but why does he have to have trouble with himself on that kind of thing?

They could have gotten along just fine.

"Repent, in the last days of your life. Repent."

Waylon Jones spoke, and Jessica smiled miserably. Just as she was about to say something, Killer Crocodile dragged her into the darkness. Her blood stained the sewage, but she was quickly washed away.

Killer Crocodile slowly picked up an unrecognizable corpse and gently closed his eyes. The poor slowly appeared and gathered around him. They all survived because of him. It was the crocodiles who gave them shelter, and they were in the sewers. Kingdom, there is no place for them on earth.

"King! King! Our King! Crocodile! Crocodile! Crocodile!" People shouted, and their voices even penetrated the dark sewers and faintly came out from under the manhole covers.

"My people..." Jones wanted to say something, but he suddenly remembered that man.

The uncle next door who told him not to care about other people's eyes and that he could even be president in the future said, "Jones, you have to be a good person."

The idiot policeman smiled and stroked the big head of the crying Jones.

Huh... He took a long breath and planned to say something. "I'm sorry your reign is over, Killer Croc."

He raised his head in shock, and saw a huge black shadow above his head spreading its wings and attacking him... "Bat..."

He was knocked to the ground hard, and the poor people fled in all directions, crying.

When he was about to lose consciousness, his last thought was: I'm sorry, Uncle Jonson...I still haven't been able to be a good person...