American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

Accompanied by the sound of brake discs rubbing, the City Hummer spun out and stopped next to a police car.

Miao Mu opened the door and got out of the car. Jerry came over quickly and said, "The people are still in the slums. The big bat has also gone in."

"How many people are in there? How many of us are there?"

Miao Mu walked forward with a serious expression. This sudden event made him unable to figure out what was going on for a moment. He believed that he had never seen such a plot before.

But the DC universe is inherently multifaceted. In addition to the main universe, there are 52 parallel universes and 52 negative universes. Theoretically, there are 52, but in reality, there is no limit.

"Director, what is the current situation?"

Miaomu walked over, greeted Director Wei Fei, and looked at Nygma who was sitting in the car and waving at him.

"The situation is not good, but support will be here soon! You..."

Wei Fei said this with a lack of confidence. Originally, he wanted Miao Mu to lead the team to be responsible for the situation on the scene.

He knew his police station well. When it came to a crisis like this, it would be full of good-for-nothings and there would be no one capable of taking on the responsibility.

However, when he saw Miaomu's young face, Wei Fei hesitated again. What if Miaomu was made responsible and he could handle it... would that be the end of his career as director?

"It's okay, just surround this place..."

Wei Fei waved his hand. He didn't want to take any risks. This young man was too ambitious. It had only been a few days since he was promoted from a trainee police officer.

In just one month, he has already jumped to senior detective. The next step is sergeant, captain, deputy chief, and chief?

Miaomu looked at his indecisive look, frowned and walked to the side, while Jerry stood guard beside him with a shotgun.

"Director... you didn't say anything, right?"

Nygma lowered the car window and threw a remote headset to Naegi, which had a small antenna that could be clipped onto the ear.

"Here...what's going on? I haven't figured it out on the way. Shouldn't Red Hood No. 1 be in Blackgate Prison?"

Miaomu took the remote headset and clipped it on his ear, then put on his police hat and lowered it so that it could not be seen at all at night.

"I'm not sure, but I did find out a little bit about the werewolf. Look at this."

Nygma sat in the car and took out an evidence bag from his pocket, which contained a piece of brown glass bottle.

"What is this?" asked Miaomu.

"I'm not sure, but it has something to do with the werewolf. I just found out that Arkham Asylum received a new patient today. After someone escaped from prison, Arkham Asylum was locked down. I screened the list and found that six people were missing!"

"Huh..." Naegi smiled, "Who is it?"

"I'm not sure, but... the person who sent him here was one of Maroni's men. I checked along this line... but I still have no clue."

"That's right!" Nygma paused in typing, turned to look at Naegi, and grinned:

"What do you think of Deputy Chief Ledo?"

"Leddo? Ledo Grunger? That guy is okay, quite humane, and a senior college student."

Miao Mu nodded and said that the deputy director was different from those gangsters. He was an elite who graduated from Gotham University.

"I think he can do it too. What do you plan to do? Wait here for support or take action on your own?" Nygma asked cautiously, his eyes sharp under his black half-frame glasses.

As a military strategist, his responsibility is to do his best to provide other assistance after Miaomu makes a choice.

"Batman's already in?"

Miaomu was thinking while biting a cigarette. This had become his habit. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't have something in his mouth.

"We've already gone in. The gunfire just now was extremely intense."

"Let's go in too! Do you have a specific plan?" Miaomu said without hesitation. If there is a chance, you have to fight for it.

While waiting for others to come to support him, Naegi also wanted to take the opportunity to make a name for himself in the Arkham Police Department. Fighting alone is not a good idea.

"I knew you would say that!" Nygma pushed his glasses and threw a modified mobile phone to Miaomu.

"I asked Otis to find a few rats and tie cameras to them. These are your eyes! Otis is gathering a tide of rats and can drown them in one breath."

When he said this, Nygma narrowed his eyes. At first he didn't expect that there would be such a capable person under Naegi's command.

"That's enough. For the rest, just watch me perform!"

Miaomu put away his phone with a smug look on his face, then he remembered something and handed the iron-fisted stone monkey statue tied around his waist to Nygma.

"Help me hold some first and keep it well!"

"what is this?"

"Good stuff... WTF!!!"

As soon as Miaomu threw the Iron Fist Stone Monkey into the car, he saw gunfire in the distance, flickering in the darkness.

What followed was fierce gunfire, as continuous as heavy rain hitting iron sheets.

The front windshield of the police car was shattered by bullets. Nygma in the car quickly lay down. The bullet came in from the front of the car and hit the rear window.

I could only feel the bullets whizzing past my head.

The seedlings outside turned over and jumped up like an onion in dry land, avoiding the first shot.

The place where he had just stood was hit hard by bullets, and there were at least a dozen bullet holes on the front door of the car.

"Get down! Help!!!"

Several policemen around screamed miserably, and Chief Wei Fei was so scared that he fell to the ground. Bullets fell to the ground, creating sparks on the gravel.

This place instantly became a battlefield where life and death were decided by fate, and no one knew whether the next bullet would take their life.

Jerry hid behind the car and fired a shotgun at the front, but the shotgun's range was not enough to shoot long distances, and only the dull sound of the gunshot echoed around.

"beat!!!"

Sheriff Maisse, who was hiding behind the car, pulled out his pistol and opened fire in that direction. Several other police officers also opened fire in that direction.

There was a burst of gunfire and bullets flying everywhere.

In order to surround the slums here, the thirty policemen from the Arkham Police Station were divided into four groups and set up defenses at key intersections. Now it seems like a complete failure!

"Damn it, this firepower came from a mental hospital escape? Or it came back from the battlefield in Afghanistan!"

Miao Mu hid behind the car, complained angrily, took out his Glock 17, pointed it at the direction where the gunfire was coming from, and pulled the trigger, "Come on if you dare!"

bang bang bang bang...

On a building on the side of the slum, Jerraver, who was changing the magazine of an AK rifle, stood at the dark window and looked outside sideways.

The police car in front of him was parked on the road with its lights on. He loaded his AK rifle and pointed it at the two still-lit headlights. He pulled the trigger and a burst of gunfire followed...

"You can't fight like this, who has a spear?"

Naegi shouted to the side while changing the magazine.

The enemy is in the dark and they are in the light, it's completely unequal, and the firepower here is too weak, damn Wei Fei!

Miaomu cursed in his heart again, turned his head to look at the place where the other party was firing, and observed quietly.

The other side is professional, with cross fire and hidden sentries, and they treat this place as a battlefield.

If the person on the other side is a prisoner who has escaped from prison, Miaomu would dare to cut off his head. This is no worse than the regular army.

A spherical object was thrown from upstairs. When Miaomu saw the spherical object, he quickly stood up and grabbed Deputy Director Ledo who was hiding behind the car with him.

The two men ran to one side, and the spherical object fell to the ground. Instantly, a flash of fire appeared, and the police car was overturned by the impact of the explosion, causing a secondary explosion.

With a loud bang, orange-yellow flames instantly surrounded the police car and illuminated the surroundings.

The police car's frame was twisted by the explosion and was in flames, like a burning black skeleton, rising into the sky with billowing smoke and flames.

"Fuck, we can't just sit there and wait for death!"

Miaomu quickly got up and dragged Sheriff Ma Yisi, who was knocked unconscious by the explosion, to the side.

"Edward! Still alive?"

Jerry took advantage of the explosion and quickly opened the car door and forcibly pulled out Nygma who was lying in the car.

"Where's Naegi? Is Naegi okay?"

Nygma shouted with a worried look on his face, holding the computer and the package that Naegi had just given him in his arms.

"Mumu, it's okay. Retreat! Go first!"

Jerry didn't hesitate at all and dragged Nygma and ran away. Every second they stayed in this place would increase the danger.

"Wait, let me contact Miaomu," Nygma was shaking with fear, but he was still as stubborn as a cow. Jerry picked him up and ran to the side.

He knew how important Nygma was, and the top priority in a place like this was to save his life.

And when he was leaving, he saw Miaomu dragging Ma Yisi away in the light of the explosion, so he felt relieved.

On the other side, Naegi threw Ma Yisi to the ground, searched out two magazines and a Greta F9 pistol from him, and casually inserted them into his belt.

Miaogi turned around and looked at the building, damn it!

With a fierce look in his eyes, Naegi, under the cover of the night and the explosion, bent over and ran over there.

You have to treat those bastards to a couple of peanuts!

It’s so outrageous!

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Outside the Arkham district, the police car that came to provide support looked at the place where the explosion had just occurred and did not dare to delay any longer and quickly accelerated.

Before they stopped the car, they were hit by a sniper on the commanding heights of the slums. The driver of a police car was directly hit in the head by a bullet, and red and white blood splattered everywhere.

The steering wheel turned sharply and the police car drove directly into a sewage ditch on the side. The screams of the police in the car were incessant.

"Sniper! Where are the special forces? Get ready!"

Brock, who rushed over from the Gotham Police Department, braked the car hastily, opened the door and rolled out. It was very difficult for him to do this difficult move with his fat belly.

But he still did it, and it was done in an extremely standard way. When people are in life-threatening situations, their potential is unlimited.

At least the cold sweat on his body made him sober. He no longer felt drunk and his mind was clear.

Hiding behind the car, Brock used the pager to shout to the convoy behind him. The special forces mobilized from Blackgate Prison also drove here in a bus.

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"Master Bruce?! Can you hear me?"

In the Batcave, Alfred asked in a trembling voice while holding the wireless communicator while looking at the images sent back by the pupil camera on the computer screen.

"I... am fine." The voice of Batman Bruce Wayne came from the computer beside him, breathing heavily and looking very tired.

"Master..."

"Alfred... I need intelligence. There is a whole army of mercenaries here, and they are... well prepared!"

Batman reached out and ripped off a piece of broken glass from his arm. His Batman costume had saved him several times tonight.

The exoskeleton gauntlet on my arm was already emitting white smoke, and the wiring was messed up. That werewolf was really hard to deal with...

"Master, you are now facing the Red Claw Mercenary Group. Their leader, Red Claw, is also there. I found out from intelligence channels that their mission is to defend Arkham for three hours and then evacuate after three hours. You don't need to fight them to death!"

"Three hours? No..."

Batman immediately felt that something was wrong. The Arkham District was just a bait...the real target was definitely not here.

Alfred wanted to persuade him, but suddenly he saw a red alarm on the computer screen. Alfred took off his glasses and looked at the place where the alarm was issued.

"Blackgate Prison..."

The situation at the scene popped up on the computer screen. A man in protective clothing, with a red laser sight on his right eye, was running rampant in Blackgate Prison as if he was in an empty place.

Alfred raised his hand and clicked on the computer, and the man's information popped up on the screen.

Deadshot - Floyd Lawton Jr., occupation: mercenary, assassin, proficient with firearms, a famous sharpshooter in the industry.

Alfred continued to search further and found that Wayne Group's database was hundreds of times stronger than that of the Gotham Police Department, so he found out the answer immediately.

More than a month ago in Metropolis, Deadshot and Superman had a duel. Deadshot escaped with serious injuries and was captured and imprisoned by Superman.

I just escaped from it a few days ago...