Patrick's Bizarre Adventure

rise from the ground

Gotham tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.

Gener ran fast in the dark night, and the dilapidated street lamps beside him were always flickering, which reminded him of the horror games he had played.

"Damn the government! Just take the money and don't do anything!" Gener cursed in a low voice, and then kicked the electric pole next to him, trying to ease his mood.He was so nervous.

As one of the low-level gangsters, Gener's favorite thing to do is to go door-to-door with his boss to collect protection fees with guns. Although he is not qualified to hold real guns, he can only take modern plastic ones that cost $10 a piece from toy stores. Industrial products make up the numbers, but when it comes to splitting the money, it is enough to have him.

It's just that something happened to the boss today.Gunner thought as he ran.After all, he thinks he is also a smart person who can get full marks in the elementary school exams. When the boss is knocked down in an instant, he immediately rushes out without even taking today's money.

After all, that person is Gotham's shadow Batman.Gotham's well-known criminals would be speechless when they heard his name... let alone a small guy like myself.

Panting, Gener turned into an unfamiliar alley, and looked out nervously—fortunately, Batman didn't seem to care about him at all.Thinking of this, Gener was a little upset, turned around angrily, and thought to himself: When I rule the entire Gotham gang, no matter if you are Batman or Anteater, you have to shrink back!

The street lamps beside the street glowed dimly, and it seemed that some movement could be heard in the alley, like heavy footsteps.Stepping on Gener's heart step by step, his originally hot body instantly cooled down.

He stared hesitantly at the alley where there was only a little light, and he heard the sound of metal clinking, and even harsh strange noises.

It was the dragging sound of the blade on the ground.

The 5.0 eyesight of Gener's eyes instantly locked on a gleam of light, his heart felt cold, and his mind instantly recalled the ghost stories that his companions told in the orphanage when they didn't sleep in the middle of the night.

"They should have given them a good beating." Gener thought as he stepped back gradually. He could still hear the sound, but it was getting closer.The street lights in the alley were not on, only crackling and crackling from time to time.

The more Gener thought about it, the more flustered he became. He stepped on a jar suddenly and fell on his back. The jar clanged and rolled into the darkness. "Hiss..." He gasped, rubbed his poor tailbone with his hands, and suddenly felt a sticky feeling on his fingers.

Gener twirled a few fingers, feeling that it was a viscous semi-fluid, so he stretched out his hand and looked carefully at the dim light outside the alley.

His hands were covered with bright red liquid.

Gener felt like falling into an ice cellar instantly, he looked towards the alley, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, as the sound approached, Gener could even see the reflection of the weapon and the sparks produced by the friction between the metal and the concrete floor.

Garner: "..."

Gunner: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

He threw out his wallet, knife and other things in one go, then got up and ran away.Only Paddy was left in the alley with a confused face.

Paddy: Ah here.

Originally, Paddy only heard voices, thought he had spawned monsters, so he came out fully armed to take a look, but unexpectedly, he was suddenly attacked... Young people these days are really timid.

Paddy thought about it, took out a torch and stuck it on the ground, picked up the wallet that the man threw to him, slapped the ashes and stuffed it into the bag, and finally thought about it, picked up a cloth to cover the red paint on the ground .

Really no quality.I didn't even know how to pick up the paint bucket after I knocked it down.

Now that the money problem is solved, there is another eternal topic: building a home.

This person only has a few hundred dollars in his wallet, and he can eat something. If he wants to buy a house, it is purely a dream.Paddy didn't want to live in those cramped small rooms, so he decided to build a big villa by himself.

After thinking about it, Paddy decided to go to the suburbs to find a flat place with water and trees.After all, if it was built in a city, it would be a bit too troublesome to demolish the original building.And the scenery is not good enough.

As soon as he said it, Paddy made friendly exchanges with the passing people wearing the same black suit and skin, and decided to rush directly to the "damn broken place" they said

The Gotham Mafia who were called Dad: Be friendly! !

Paddy collected building materials for a full day, and finally started his creation in the evening.

So Bruce Batman Wayne, who had caught the criminal for several nights and wanted to go home and snatch a two-hour sleep, found a European-style villa on his own land outside his manor.

Bruce looked at his old butler without a word.

Ah Fu: "At three o'clock in the morning, I have notified you, young master."

Three o'clock in the morning... At that time, it seemed that he was on the way to send the criminals to the police station. Several criminals broke away from the rope, so he beat them one by one, not listening to Fu's words...

"Okay." He sighed, looked at the building again, and then continued: "Do you feel that this building is very unphysical?"

Ah Fu served a glass of milk for his poor master, and replied: "If you're talking about the two floating wooden railings supporting the entire second floor, that's really not in line with physics."

"When did this building appear?"

"It was built by one person last night, and I recorded a video, you can watch it later."

"And I remember that piece of land is also mine?"

"Of course, it's the property your grandfather left for you."

"Why don't I remember that there is a river there?"

"The man dug it last night."

"Who is that person? Show me the information."

"Can't find it. But..."

Alfred turned around and took out his freshly baked apple pie from the kitchen, placed it in front of Bruce, and then looked out the window.

"Maybe he will come to visit later." He said.