The end game [Zhongyingmei]

----"how are you feeling?"

While cleaning the gun in his hand, Jason remembered Dick's expression when he asked him this sentence.

It's disgusting, it's to the extent that the ants on the roadside will drown when they see it.

During the second wave of earth-shattering explosions, both of them were dizzy from the shock, and they were dragged by Mephisto and jumped into the river unprepared, and were almost knocked unconscious by the biting cold sea water.

The last memory he has is the dazzling fire that made people cry, and the red ribbon that tied his waist tightly, almost strangling the cheeseburger he ate.

When he woke up again, he stared at Ye Yi in the next bed.

Jason didn't want to recall what happened after that.

...Anyway, he's back in his safehouse after his fight with Dick, ready to hit his way in Gotham to find the truth he needs.

Bruce taught him many things, but he also learned other things from others, bloodier and more straightforward.

Tonight, Mephisto also returned to her home court.

There is an essential difference between the virtual human body sleeping outside the consciousness space and sleeping in the consciousness space.

Sisley slept for a few hours, and Mephisto also fell into a deep sleep for a few hours. After waking up, she was full of energy, as if she had just left the factory.

———But Sisley was tortured all the way by the smoke and snowflakes of the three of them.

Almost closing the door to her bedroom, she dumped Abaddon back in New York, Gabriel in New Haven, and finally Mephisto out.

The woman appeared out of thin air, her brows and eyes showing a satisfied laziness.

She hadn't changed out of the dilapidated long skirt, she had a war-damaged beauty and a murderous beauty.

Sisley: Hehe.

Sisley stood on tiptoe and touched her other face, which was as intact as a black dahlia.

Mephisto: ?

Before preparing for the hunt, she took a rose-scented bubble bath at Wayne Mansion, and met Sisley herself to discuss how she should appear tonight, and finally chose a dark blue long dress.

Mephisto hasn't been in Gotham for nearly a week, and in those dark corners, rumors like "the red ribbon is dead" have spread like wildfire, and have become whispers of considerable size.

After all, as a single-handed mutant monster, she has offended Bane, Penguin, Masked Man, Joker... Gotham's famous criminals have been attacked more or less by her, and she has experienced being broken into the base by a red ribbon The fear of hunting swaggering away.

No one wanted to be the hunted end of the food chain, and everyone wanted her dead.

——— Mephisto covered his mouth and nose, frowned and sneezed in the night wind.

"Am I wearing too little?" she said to herself, "I shouldn't, with Gabriel's feathers..."

Even if she attacked the Arkham Mental Hospital in the cold winter, logically speaking, there would be no problem.

If it is the highest quality blood, Mephisto has not encountered blood that is more vicious and pungent than the clown.

Maybe a few hundred hunts are worth half an hour of sucking a clown. Although he is covered in chemical products, he is already a very mature cancer. As long as he can drink it smoothly, Mephisto doesn't mind the smell. That irritating smell.

While making small calculations in his heart, Mephisto quickly recognized the eye-catching red head as he walked through the streets.

She followed them all the way, until their routes were unavoidable, gradually showing the appearance of overlap——

"come out."

Jason stopped and said coldly.

Along the way, he could feel a gaze resting on his back, not to mention full of malice, but the gaze was cold and only stuck to his body, which made Jason quite uncomfortable, and decided to solve this problem in advance A small nuisance that gets in the way.

"Come out, don't make me say it a third time."

He turned his head impatiently, looking at the empty roof behind him.

Like a venomous tall spider, the woman emerged silently from the shadow of the chimney.

Only the moonlight illuminates her wet red lips, she is no different from those glamorous ghosts in books who hunt men with more lust than brain at night.

And Jason recognized these rather conspicuous features, after all, he had seen them more than ten hours ago.

"……meet again."

He said a little stiffly.

The woman didn't reply, but the red ribbon behind her shook lazily, like a big cat after a nap—but what kind of warrior must have the courage to raise such a cat that treats people like this when they disagree with each other? Big pussy sucking suck?

Jason had nothing to say: "..."

Jason: The admiration value of the new bat cub is 10.

"Are you going..." Jason asked tentatively.

"The same place as you."

The woman was silent for a while before answering him.

The night wind blew past her, gently bringing the scent of roses to Jason's nose.

The purple-haired woman gazed at the city below her, the lights reflected in her eyes like flames burning.

Sisley in rose skin: The city lights are so pretty.

After being brainwashed by Dick for several hours, "Beautiful Love" was repeated. Without her needing to say anything more, an idea automatically popped up in Jason's mind:

She was looking at his cheap sister.

Mephisto felt his gaze, but only vaguely felt that his gaze was complicated.

Sisley in rose skin: Am I not looking fierce enough?

Sisley in rose skin: Is my act of watching the lights OOC?

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The red hood is a family member, so she naturally couldn't force him to ask him what he was looking at ruthlessly like others, so she could only ignore the gaze resting on her, and reluctantly pulled her gaze away from the light.

Mephisto also had a reason to go into Arkham again.

After Sisley was kidnapped last time, although Mephisto and Ken perfectly dealt with most of the leaked news and prying eyes where she couldn't see, they never had time to deal with the most fundamental problem .

On the one hand, Sisley cannot do without people, and on the other hand, they plan to raise them. When they are brought up to the other side of the world, they feel that they are not a threat, so they must prepare for activities again, and then they will be able to catch them all.

There is a big problem with the clown, this is the unanimous conclusion drawn by all Sisley's judgments.

Infiltrating Arkham Asylum requires only three steps.

The first step: □□Go in.

Step [-]: Avoid the guards.

The third step: go upstairs to find someone.

In order to achieve these three steps, the red hood was again hung up by Mephisto with a red ribbon, and the glamorous purple-haired woman carried him, riding the creepy moonlight all the way like a stroll Infiltrated inside the building.

It was late at night, and the prisoners were all forced to turn off the lights. Only the sporadic corridor lights were still working, so that the guards would not have their necks broken by some lunatic when they were changing shifts.

As the floors go up, there are fewer and fewer single rooms, and the facilities are getting worse, until there is only one prison cell left on the top floor, and a huge one-way mirror separates the people in orange prison uniforms from the normal world. .

"You stay here."

When he was about to step into the last floor, Mephisto waved his hand suddenly, signaling the red ribbons to come down first, and whispered to the red hood hanging from the ribbons, "I have more important matters to settle with him."

Jason:? ? ?

He subconsciously took two steps forward, but was tightened by the red ribbon. This time, not only the cheeseburger, but also the salt and pepper fries had to be taken out by Mephisto.

"Let go." He had to endure the humiliation and said, "Let go of me, you go first."

Under Jason's stare, Mephisto came out, stood under the pale light, and looked at the clown in the cage.

"See you again, little beauty."

The clown didn't seem to be surprised by her appearance, he just giggled and pointed to the metal door in front of her.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

Seeing that Mephisto didn't move, he repeated his words, licked his lips, and his tone became gloomy again.

When she first stepped here, Mephisto felt this unusual atmosphere, but she didn't make a sound, she just let the red ribbon open the door quite calmly, and walked to the opposite side of the clown.

"Good boy... my sweet little beauty..." The clown cheered up again, "That's the best, I know you won't let me down!"

With an inexplicable fanatical tone, the clown approached her intimately to "reminisce" with her, but was tightly bound by Mephisto's red ribbon.

Hiding in the dark, Jason gritted his teeth; he was about to come out when the situation on the field suddenly changed dramatically.

In the agony of the red ribbon piercing into the flesh and blood, the clown laughed wildly, the laughter was shrill and crazy, enough to stop the child from crying at night.

"Little beauty," he suddenly said softly, "You know what? I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

This is a trap.

Seeing his unusual behavior, Mephisto realized immediately.

This is a trap specially set by the inner world and the clown to trap her.

...It was also an opportunity that was given to her in vain.

In a blink of an eye, she turned the light screen to her eyes, found the chat room that had been on the top, and all the members were silent, and sent a seemingly meaningless garbled code into it.

In the next second, with the clown as the center, the concrete floor of the Arkham Asylum turned into bottomless darkness. Mephisto was standing motionless on it, and fell down with almost no resistance.

Jason:! !

Not caring about hiding in the darkness anymore, Jason rushed over to grab her hand, but the woman's fingers brushed lightly against his palm, and then slid down deeper.

Her hand was cold and soft, crawling across his skin like a little snake.

She only had time to throw one thing before it was completely swallowed by the crack, and Jason made a tactical lunge, catching it accurately before it fell into the area.

Is it a chip?

The passage was closed in front of his eyes, and Mephisto and the Joker fell into the bottomless darkness together.

...he really didn't want to be involved in Batman's family anymore, not at all.

But Jason still subconsciously clenched the chip in his hand.