All Worlds Madhouse

The night boils with roar

The people on the street didn't see what happened. They just watched the man named Old Joey walk towards the door of Arkham Asylum and in an instant, the entire wall collapsed.

Everything happened extremely suddenly, as if old Joey's fat body just trembled and the earth fell apart.

How many bombs did he drop?

Is there an agent of ours in the lunatic asylum?

Or is he a weirdo with some kind of black technology?

who cares!

Those people on the street never care about this, because they have their own things to do. They want to shout, be excited, go crazy, and rush in hysterically after the old fat man. This is a moment that will be recorded in the history of Gotham. , "The Roman Empire" is going to break into Arkham Asylum today and lift this dark night!

And that old Joey.

Who cares whether he is an angel or a devil.

He is on our side anyway!

The old street began to shake. The dense footsteps and shouts drowned out the loud noise of the collapse. The dark crowd rushed towards the collapsed wall like a stimulant, stepping over steel bars and climbing over rocks, like densely packed wild dogs rushing towards Enter the city full of fresh meat.

Old Joey fanned the dust in front of him, and then was drowned in the shouts. After this chop, the rust on the surface of the knife spread in vain, as if time had been put back for thousands of years, and in the blink of an eye it was gone again. It turned into a broken old butcher knife.

Joey pouted and looked at the rust on the knife surface: "Hey, after saving for more than three months, I used up the knife in one go."

He shrugged his shoulders and put it back on his waist.

"However, these kids seem pretty decent."

he said with a smile.

At the same time, in Gotham City, the police headquarters.

Commissioner Gordon didn't have dinner today.

This is not to say that he is too busy to eat, but that he cannot eat.

For some reason, he had no appetite for the whole day. The nerve in his brain that managed hunger was strangled to death, and he was filled with a sense of panic and anxiety for no reason.

It was an extremely ominous premonition. This premonition started from the phone call last night, continued until today, and completely broke out at this moment, as if there was a voice roaring in his head, I wanted to tell him what was about to happen, but he couldn't hear clearly.

Gordon rubbed his dry eyes. This inexplicable premonition has appeared frequently since seven or eight years ago, in some major cases and in the process of arresting criminals. For example, a few days ago, he and Ziliang were separated from each other by the bank gate. During the conversation, this kind of sound always sounded faintly. He didn't understand what was wrong with him, and in the end he could only attribute this weird feeling to his illness.

But today, his premonition was extremely strong, as if he was frantically reminding himself to do something.

However, Gordon still couldn't hear clearly.

So he picked up the bottle of medicine again, poured two pills and threw them into his mouth, hoping that this would calm his head.

Suddenly there was a rapid ringing of the phone.

The ringing of the phone certainly didn't change the rhythm, but the moment the sound reached Director Gordon's ears, he had a premonition that this phone call would change everything about him, both in the past and in the future.

He picked up the phone by mistake.

However, before the receiver came close to his ear, he heard frantic shouting coming from inside.

"Help! Please help"

Gordon suddenly put the phone close to his ear: "What's wrong, what happened?" He reluctantly caught some traces of Warden Quincy Sharp in the panicked voice of the other party.

"We're under attack! Prison break! They're coming in!"

There was a series of panicked shouts, and the background was filled with gunshots or booms.

"Prison robbery? Arkham Asylum?"

Director Gordon's first reaction was that if this was a prank, then it was too low-end.

Because since Arkham Asylum was expanded many years ago, it is no longer an ordinary prison, but an extremely strong steel cage. If you say someone has escaped from the prison, he will still believe it, but if you say someone has robbed the prison, haha—— Just like making yourself laugh?

How to rob? Drive a tank? Even if someone really drove a tank, it would be impossible to blow open the door of Arkham Prison.

"boom!"

The sound of a gunshot that was very close at hand went directly from the receiver into Jim Gordon's mind, causing his ears to ring.

The phone on the other end must have been thrown to the ground. There was a series of banging sounds, and then suddenly turned into a dead busy signal.

In that "beep" sound, the voice in Director Gordon's head boiled again!

What is it shouting about? .

at this time

"Chief!" came a panicked voice, and the door of the police station office was pushed open. He saw a police officer standing at the door with a shocked look on his face: "Crisis alert, from Arkham Asylum!"

Inside the lunatic asylum.

The place seemed to be filled with gunshots and shouts, making it appear extremely chaotic.

There are too many people in the "Roman Empire", almost several times the number of guards. As a prison, Arkham Asylum cannot have so many full-time combatants. Most of the police here are prison guards.

So after the door was opened, the "Roman Empire" demonstrated their terrifying strength as the most powerful gang in Gotham in a real frontal battle. They were almost like locusts, overwhelmingly devouring everything in their path. Quickly occupied all positions.

At the end of a corridor, an iron door was kicked open.

A prison guard was pushed in, and behind him was Old Joey's tall body and a group of fierce gangsters.

"Brother, I think I need to remind you that old Joey doesn't like to take too many turns, so you'd better show me the door number of the solitary room quickly." Joey muttered unhappily. For him, the roads here were too narrow and almost the same length, so he had already lost his way a few minutes ago.

"We're almost there!" the guard responded tremblingly, and then quickly quickened his pace.

Finally, after turning two more corridors, the lucky prison guard finally took Joey to the solitary room. In fact, if he had turned one more corner, Old Joey would have chopped him up and used him as fodder.

"This is it," the prison guard said tremblingly.

Old Joey looked at the closed iron door in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he raised the knife at his waist.

At this moment, the knife was already rusty, so Joey exerted all his energy and chopped at the lock of the solitary room with "dang, dang, dang" until sparks flew everywhere, and finally he finally opened the lock.

Then, he pulled the handle and followed the harsh friction of the door shaft, and a ray of light shone into the dark confinement room.

The people gathered around stretched their necks, trying to see what the man who collapsed the door of Arkham Asylum looked like.

Immediately afterwards, they saw two demonic scarlet blood eyes slowly opening in the darkness where the light did not shine.

A ghastly feeling of fear rushed out from that door!

At this moment, almost everyone stopped breathing subconsciously. The blood in their hearts surged fiercely into their brains. The expanded blood vessels rubbed their eardrums, and the hissing sound was like a whisper from hell.

fear

What was even more frightening was that the pair of scarlet eyes stood up, and the evil ghost from hell got up and slowly walked toward him from the darkness.

People felt that their throats were being strangled, and they felt that a dying breath was staring at them. Their bodies retreated uncontrollably, and several people in the front row fell directly to the ground, trembling.

Finally, the fear in the darkness came out.

At this moment everyone was stunned.

Because that's not a demon with snarling eyes and fangs at all.

Instead, he was a scruffy, thin man with messy hair.

He looked like he had just woken up. He scratched his head and yawned incomprehensibly.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”