[Comprehensive British and American] The vest system of the son of hell

【Why kill me!I have no conflict of interest with you! 】

The big eyeball on the tip of the tongue announced in anger.

The crazy slashing of the "March Hare" made him uneasy and felt the fear of his life being threatened.

"March Hare" chose to answer with actions.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The blood-stained ax was frequently raised high and then fell crazily, quickly cutting off almost all the blood-red blood lines closely connected with the blood-red monster.

Afterwards, the "March Hare" raised the bloody ax again, aiming at——

The big eyeball on the tip of the monster's tongue!

The blood-red monster was shocked, and its limbs covered with pustules and eyes frantically retreated like some kind of primate, dragging the remaining bright red blood line, and fled in a panic in the corridor of the inpatient department of the hospital where everything was silent.

The "March Hare" chased after him.

The short body of just over 1.4 meters contains amazing speed and explosive power. In a blink of an eye, he caught up with the blood-red monster, stepped on the monster's head and jumped in front of it, with an elegant posture like a ballet performance, with blood on his toes. spotless.

[Accept your fate!You have no escape! 】

Above the head of the "March Hare", sparks form an ultimatum.

Facing the strong ultimatum, the blood-red monster was stunned for a moment, and then, the eyes all over the body turned wildly under the guidance of the big eyes with the tip of the tongue, and there were continuous sharp sounds in the air, like fingernails scratching glass gangsters, layer upon layer, deafening.

【I...will never...surrender!no way--】

……

High temperature and high pressure lead to instant diamondization of carbon atoms that make up the body?

Matthew, incarnated as the "Blood Cloak Hunter", looked helplessly at the broken surface of the wound that shone with diamond luster.

Here's a warning...

If he dared to go one step further, the power to protect that thing would take more severe measures.

but--

The target item is right in front of you, how can you give up halfway?

Matthew looked up and looked at the unremarkable stone samples shining red shimmering on the display shelf.

In the basement late at night, it was surprisingly quiet.

In order to find the stone, the magical black wolves who split into thousands of individuals in a very short period of time also gathered together, squatting densely next to Matthew, all with their heads held up, their green eyes staring at the magic stone.

What should I do?

Reach out or-

give up?

Matthew shook his head.

It is absolutely impossible to give up.

But conventional means obviously cannot obtain stones.

only...

He looked at the magic black wolves squatting densely beside him.

The magic black wolves understood, stood up, took half a step back, and then——

Rush to the target on the display shelf one after another!

Click!Click!

The magic black wolves rushing towards the target on the display shelf were instantly turned into fly ash by the mysterious power protecting the target, and the magic black wolves following the "Blood Cloak Hunter" soon became thousands of people who could not see at a glance. Become a handful of heads.

The plan appears to have completely failed.

A smile appeared on the lower half of the face covered by the black leather.

By driving thousands of magical black wolves to their deaths, he finally figured out how the mysterious power that protects the target works and the time between kills.

Now, it's time to verify the calculation results!

Swish!

The black wolves who are connected with the "Blood Cloak Hunter" hit the target display rack again!

Different from the last time in all directions, this time, more than a dozen black wolves rushed towards the target in an absolute straight line that only magical creatures can do, and the "Blood Cloak Hunter" also swung his thorny whip at the same time!

Potential!exist!must!have to!

……

"B, after I was beaten to death by the clown, did you feel sad?"

"Jason" who took the initiative to hug Batman asked slightly sadly.

The real touch, the real flesh and blood, the real anger... All of them hit Batman's thinking.

He knew that the "Jason" in front of him was a fictional illusion of the enemy, and the real Jason had returned to Gotham as the "Red Hood".

But when the false "Jason" appears alternately with the most familiar image of Jason in his memory and the image of Jason beaten to death by the clown with a crowbar, Batman's heart is unavoidable——

"Your death made me extremely sad and blamed myself. I once wondered if I was wrong..."

"But you will soon have a new Robin..." "Jason" said, "You will never lack Robin by your side, or in other words, there will always be someone who will be your Robin, unlike me, who can only be your Robin." it's me……"

"Remember how you came back from the dead?"

Batman tries to find out who his enemy really is.

"I don't know, I was here when I woke up, sitting on the sofa, sometimes it was human, sometimes it was mud..."

"Jason" replied dejectedly, "I'm bound and unable to leave, the only entertainment is watching TV..."

He pointed to the dilapidated black and white TV set opposite the sofa, and the scene of the clown beating Jason to death with a crowbar was scrolling and looping on the TV.

Batman: "..."

"The TV does not only play this episode 24 hours a day..." "Jason" said, "When you start watching the night, the TV screen will switch to you. I am sitting in front of the TV, following you with my eyes, watching You stop crime time and time again, send prisoners to Arkham Asylum, send them to the police station..."

"Sorry……"

Batman sincerely apologizes.

The "Jason" who embraces himself may be fake, but the memories and emotions that make up this fake "Jason" come from the real Jason.

"It's my fault..." Batman said, "everything is my fault, I shouldn't...shouldn't..."

"Whether the past was right or wrong has long been of no importance to me, a person who has come back from the dead!"

"Jason" said generously, grinning against Batman's neck: "I just want to know how to get out of this damn room!"

"you--"

Before the first word was uttered, "Jason"'s fist had already hit Batman's lower abdomen!

Well!

……

at the same time……

Arkham Asylum.

The clown abided by the agreement with Matthew and stayed quietly in the cell, muttering words.

Prison guards who have no idea that they are in a lucid dream walk around with guns and sticks. When patrolling through the clown's cell, they will take out their earplugs in advance to avoid being brainwashed by the clown's "crazy words" .

Patients who live near clowns also tend to plug their ears with cotton or rags.

Of course, for those guys who are really crazy, the clown's soliloquy is an oracle from the heavens. Every night, they will always prick up their ears and listen carefully, with blood boiling.

In the cell farther away—

"Jaws" Warren White, who will never forget to plan a conspiracy to get himself into prison and can still perfectly control the financial empire to sweep the money of the poor through fraudulent means, sits quietly on the bed, holding a pencil, and keeps writing Writing and drawing, his lower berth—

It took him a lot of trouble to get the warden to arrange that the Shark King, who was in the same cell as him, was already asleep, snoring deafeningly.

It's a good night.

At least, it seems so.

until--

King Shark suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed!

bass!

The bed board shook wildly like an earthquake.

Warren White was so shocked that the pencil dropped and the paper cracked.

But he dared not complain.

The Shark King's skin can even deflect sniper bullets easily, not to mention that Warren White is just a financial expert with a more cunning mind than most people.

The shaking below gradually stopped, and Warren White put his head out bravely: "Brother Shark?"

"To get out of here..."

King Shark was talking to himself.

It has only been brought into Gotham City in the past few days. It not only has the blood of the ancient gods, but also has a magical brain circuit that humans cannot understand. Although it is not completely unaffected by the lucid dream of the "Dream Stone" like the clown, it has three superpositions. But in another way to maintain self-consciousness.

Now, realizing that Matthew, who has the blood of his lover and is also his good friend, is in danger, the Shark King decides to leave!

It wants to help Matthew in its own way.

As for how to leave——

The gate is over there, just go straight.

The Shark King, with a simple and pure way of thinking, stood up straight, smashed the prison door, and walked all the way towards the exit.

Warren White, who had never seen such a "heroic" prison escape, was shocked from ear to ear.

The prisoners who were awakened by this unexpected incident all stuck to the glass wall, shouted excitedly, and did not forget to bet on the spot while cheering.

The guards reacted quickly. After asking the warden for instructions, they shot the Shark King.

however--

Shark King is really too strong, ordinary bullets hitting his body are only worthy of tickling him, and with a light slap, they all fall off.

King Shark walked steadily toward the gate.