American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

Blackgate Prison has defenses as thick as ancient city walls, a moat, barbed wire connected to high-voltage electricity above, and special forces stationed around it.

Gotham’s most famous heavy prison. Naeki, who came here for the first time, was really skeptical about how anyone could escape from such a place.

In the DC universe, those super villains escape prison as easily as drinking cold water. Is it because the other party is too strong, or is it because we are too weak...

But it was not a big problem. Miaomu submitted the application, stuffed a banknote in it and went in immediately.

"Captain Naegi, are you going to interrogate a fool who was hung by a bat?" The accompanying fat prison guard couldn't help but teased when he saw the name on the application form.

Because capturing the Death Shooter was the easiest, he was hung in mid-air on the roof and was unconscious when he was let down.

"Do you have a lot of Batman sent in?" Naegi asked curiously, his hands in his pockets.

Looking behind the iron bars on both sides, there were cells as lively as a zoo. The prisoners in orange prison uniforms were like man-eating beasts, with no attempt to conceal the ferocity in their eyes.

"Yes, and many people are afraid of him. Look at this."

The prison guard smiled and picked up the electric baton in his hand, which had a yellow bat sticker on it that looked like it was hand-painted.

"I call it the Bat Punisher. Whenever someone causes trouble, I use this to poke him in the ass and then discharge electricity!"

As the prison guard spoke, he made a poking motion with his hands, which made Naemu's chrysanthemum tighten.

The prisoners around were filled with disgust, but they did not dare to make a fuss. They did not grab the railings with both hands and shake them hard like in the movies.

Because these iron bars are really electrified, they may be powerful and ruthless outside, but here, the prison guards have a thousand ways to make them behave.

Of course, if they were given the opportunity to leave this iron cage, they would definitely have ten thousand ways to retaliate.

"We're here. This guy is a good fighter, so he's in a solitary cell." The guard said, then raised his hand and muttered quietly:

"This guy bit off a prison guard's ear. People here call him Little Tyson because they look alike. I mean the skin color, you know." The prison guard raised his eyebrows.

"I understand. Open the door."

Miao Mu nodded, and the two prison guards next to him came over and opened the iron door with a key. There was another door inside.

Naegi walked in. This was indeed a single cell, which was called a high-pressure room in Blackgate Prison because it was like a pressure cooker, with only one air inlet and outlet, and was surrounded by thick concrete walls.

Just like the place where Fire Cloud Evil God is imprisoned.

The second iron door is specially thickened, and only the ventilation window on the top can be pushed and pulled open.

"Little Floyd?" Miaomu opened the ventilation window and shouted inside. The lights were on inside, but nothing could be seen.

"You are not qualified to shout my name!" A swift figure dropped from the ceiling and reached out to grab the ventilation window.

Miaomu took a step back and dodged the fingers that stretched out from the ventilation window grille. The accompanying prison guard was unhappy and took out his "Bat Punisher" and pressed it against the iron gate.

With a crackling sound, electricity surged through.

Death Shooter Lawton quickly retracted his hand. The prison guard knocked on the door unceremoniously and shouted in a warning tone: "If you dare to reach out again, you will not have dinner tonight!"

"Get lost, you fat pig! Who wants to eat your pig food?" The death shooter Lawton inside also cursed without any hesitation.

Staying in this high-voltage room for a long time would definitely be a pain. After the two doors are closed, no sound can be heard from inside.

"Floyd Lawton Jr., I have some news about your daughter. Would you like to hear it?" Miao Mu asked, leaning against the door.

"Zoe! What's wrong with her?" Lawton hurried to the ventilation window and looked straight at Naegi.

He wanted to know about his daughter so much that he had been thinking about how to escape. He didn't want to stay here for more than ten years, but his escape failed...

God knows how much funding the City Hall has allocated to Blackgate Prison since the last prison break. Every night, there are special patrol airships patrolling the sky.

He had no chance to escape at all. The last chance he had, he was stopped by the electric fence. After he beat up the prison guard who arrested him, he was thrown into this kind of single cell.

"Your ex-wife has sued you in court..." Naegi paused as he thought back, stretched out his hand to count, "About five times. You haven't paid alimony for a long time, and it has affected her life."

"Fuck that woman!" Lawton didn't know what to say, so he clenched his fists and punched the wall.

"Where is my daughter?"

"She misses you very much. Your ex-wife's...lover doesn't like her. You should know that a child without a father will always be bullied. She is also at an age of growing up."

Miao Mu leaned against the door, crossed his arms, and continued: "And given her current environment, you might become a grandfather ahead of time. You see, this kind of little girl is the easiest to deceive, the little yellow-haired girl in the community school..."

Miaomu dragged out the word and turned to look at Lawton who had murderous intent in his eyes. There was no need to say too much, this guy had already figured it out completely.

Deadshot is a very responsible guy towards his family. When he was working for the Suicide Squad, his only condition was that his daughter go to a better school and have a better environment.

His only weakness is his daughter. Because of his daughter's obstruction, Deadshot Lawton even put down his gun and voluntarily let Batman capture him.

It's the same now. Miaomu has started to think about how to get this guy out. Although there is solid evidence that he assisted in the prison break, it is not difficult to get him out of prison.

"Who are you?" Lawton also reacted. No one would come to him to talk about these things for no reason.

He had been in this situation before, just like in Metropolitan Prison, where he was recruited by the masked man.

"Me? Policeman, I need your help with something." Miao Mu took out his police badge from his arms and gestured.

He turned to look at the prison guard in charge, "I need to talk to him alone, can you open the door?"

"Well..." The prison guard hesitated, "He had injured several colleagues before. We had no choice but to lock him up here. Open the door..."

The prison guard shook his head. It was obvious that he didn't want to cause trouble for himself. Miao Mu stuffed the remaining money from his pocket into the prison guard's pocket and whispered, "Please have a drink at lunch, brothers."

The prison guard reached out and felt the thickness of the banknotes in his pocket. He immediately smiled and said, "It's only a few minutes. I have to ask someone to wait outside. Don't let anything happen."

"Don't worry." Miaomu took the key and inserted it into the iron gate. The prison guard had already walked out and closed the first iron gate.

The key turned and the iron door was pushed open.

Lawton reached forward with one hand. More than anything else, he wanted to leave here. Taking Sheriff Naegi hostage was the best opportunity!

Miaomu took the key and smashed it on Lawton's face. The unexpected attack made Lawton pause for a moment.

"Did I let you run away?" Miaomu shouted, dodging Lao Dun's grabbing hand.

Compared to firearms, Lawton's fighting skills can beat special forces soldiers without any chance of fighting back, but it is still far inferior to Miaomu, who has walked between life and death several times.

Just like Naegi's marksmanship was no match for Lawton, in terms of fighting techniques.

Miaomu is still very qualified and can let Death Shooter know what it feels like to have a fist as big as a sandbag land on your body.