It's another Gotham night, people who have worked hard all day come to the bar to have fun and release the depression of the whole day.They complained about the insanity of the leader, filled their stomachs with sour beer, listened to the live broadcast of the football game on TV, and glanced at the beauties around them.

This is the only fun for the civilians in Gotham, and no one knows that a bloody and terrifying disaster is coming.And it's not even the recent high-profile Arkham Knight who's behind this disaster.

The accident started with an off-duty policeman.

Or, as the only survivor in the bar, the whole incident is from his point of view.After a busy day, the little policeman sat in the corner of the bar, asked the waitress to pour him a glass of beer, and took out the checks and letters addressed to his hometown from his pocket.

His face was full of tiredness, and his eyes were bloodshot, but everything was under control, and he didn't take any strange drugs.He lowered his head and immersed himself in the self-world of writing letters, until the instinct of the policeman woke him up suddenly.

The surroundings are no longer bright taverns, the walls are covered with bloodstains, and everyone who was originally healthy has become a walking zombie, just like a film set of the walking dead, worms crawled out of their dark eyes, and worms crawled out of their long-grown mouths. Smelly water flowed out, skinny as a stick, but agile and powerful like him.

God, the policeman took out his gun in an instant, and before he had time to think about it, he shot at the female zombie closest to him.One, the monster was not crushed, the second, the third, until he ran out of clips, until he passed out in the horrible tavern.

But in fact, when people came to investigate, there were no zombies. Except for the waiters and bartenders, those who fell in a pool of blood were the guests who came to drink.They were all shot dead by the police, but they also had expressions of fear on their faces, as if they saw something that terrified them before they died.

Fear, yes, fear... Batman closed the eyes of a dead corpse, closed his eyes, and quickly judged that this was the work of the Scarecrow.

It seems that the death of the clown has finally stimulated some people.

No one mourns the death of The Sad Clown, well, except Harley the Harley Quinn.But once Gotham's lunatic king is out, the rest will always have to fight for power.

The Scarecrow was originally in Arkham, he didn't even go anywhere, and there was no evidence that this was his "masterpiece", but Batman knew it well, and he went to the mental hospital that night to interrogate the madman.

When Batman arrived, the Scarecrow was watching the bright moonlight of Gotham through the palm-sized window, like a melancholy philosopher.But when he turned around and faced Bruce, the morbid madness appeared on his face again.

"I know what you want to ask, but that's not entirely my idea." The Scarecrow said bluntly: "He found me and offered me a bargain that I couldn't refuse. So..."

He shrugged his shoulders, and said frantically, "I thought, why not? If I don't prove my existence, I'm afraid that Gotham will forget me. What do you think, Batman? I heard that the citizens of Gotham are panicked. Fleeing en masse to other cities. Look, Batman, your existence is of no use."

"Even the clown is dead, so there is no need for you. How do you say that, the hero exists for the villain."

"It's Arkham Knight." Batman whispered, "Where is he, and how did he contact you?"

The Scarecrow looked at the moon again, as if imagining how Gotham would be frightened by his new fear gas, and couldn't help but feel happy from the bottom of his heart.He doesn't really want to talk to Batman, but he also knows that if he doesn't get an answer, there will be no peace tonight.

"He's right here, he's in Arkham, you just can't see it." The Scarecrow was so calm that it was almost cold, "As for who he is...he's wearing a mask, I didn't see it, but he said he knew you, Bat man."

"Greetings from an old acquaintance." The Scarecrow looked at the position of his heart, and added blankly, "He asked me to ask you, do you still remember it in your heart?"

Do you remember Jason Todd's tragic death a few years ago?He was your bird, your Robin, your assistant, your apprentice, your child.Do you still remember the adoring eyes he once looked at you?

Do you still remember Mr. J who has been reincarnated for a few weeks?He once trusted you wholeheartedly, revealed his secrets without reservation, and valued you as his friend no matter what.Do you still remember what you once said?

It's the subtext that the Scarecrow doesn't know, and it's Mr. J trying to hint at what Bruce is all about.

However, Batman at this moment doesn't know anything, he just feels baffled and more vigilant.

The citizens of Gotham were terrified because of the tragedy that took place in the tavern, and hundreds of scenes were played out in Gotham at the same time.Director Gordon's mind was about to explode on the spot, and even all the police officers fell into a state of high vigilance and fear.

People are anxious and the situation is turbulent and unpredictable. It is true that a group of people have temporarily left the city, but more people insist on staying. Their roots are in Gotham, and they will die in Gotham even if they die.

Commissioner Gordon and the mayor tried to evacuate ordinary people. Batman didn't have the energy to pay attention to this aspect. Everything had to be done by the Gotham government because his hands and feet were tied to another thing-the clown.

Of course, the clown is dead, and he saw the body burned to ashes with his own eyes.

But Arkham Knight's message, telling Bruce that he touched the Joker's body and took something.Soon, Batman realizes that what is "taken" is the Joker's blood.

The clown's gene has undergone a mutation. It is impossible for a normal person to climb out of the chemical pool with serious injuries and still be alive and kicking to that extent.Like Poison Ivy mutating from plants, Joker is also a mutant.

It's just that people who mutate have super powers, and what the clown has is super crazy.

His blood is poisonous. Before that, no fool injected the clown's blood, and the clown himself has no hobby of spilling blood.But Arkham Knight apparently purified the blood of the clown and injected it into the bodies of ordinary citizens.

In the past few days, Batman has captured three or four infected people.

Quickly or slowly, these people began to take on the pathological madness of a clown.Whether it is appearance, words and deeds, or even the way of thinking, they are all approaching the clown.Of course, they are not the original clown after all, and they are far from reaching the original "height" of the clown, but once this blood spreads, Batman will have to face hundreds of thousands of "degraded clowns".

... Batman is completely unwilling to imagine this picture.

"The point is, I didn't know that Arkham Knight let go of a few infected people, and I asked Director Gordon to pay attention." Batman contacted the "Prophet" Barbara on the other end of the headset: "But the Gotham police are busy Dealing with the evacuation of the masses requires you to pay attention to the cameras on the streets and pay attention to your own safety."

Director Gordon originally planned to send his daughter away, but Barbara insisted on staying.

Speaking of which, the relationship between Barbara and the Batman is really awkward.Her father was partners with Bruce, she was one of Batman's sidekicks, and she once had a relationship with Dick, but then fell in love with Bruce.

Her brief relationship with Bruce indirectly led to Dick's breakup and departure.

Well, Dick and Bruce broke up, mostly because the kid wanted independence and the parent was a control freak.

However, no matter how awkward the personal relationship is, it cannot change that the "Prophet" is an important member of the Bat family.At any time, Barbara would willingly fight to the last minute for Gotham, even dying for the Bat-family.

This has nothing to do with personal relationships, and the bond between them even exceeds love itself.

Therefore, it is not incomprehensible for Barbara to be targeted by the Arkham Knight.After all, Arkham Knight is an "acquaintance" of Batman, and it is impossible for him not to know the existence of "Prophet".

"Life is a bitch, but history is always surprisingly similar." The man who said this, wearing a ridiculous pale crying mask and a black and red tuxedo, rang the doorbell of Director Gordon's house. Door.

"Hello, Miss Barbara, I am one of Arkham Knight's subordinates, you can call me 'Arthur'." The man saluted politely, and then saw Barbara attacking him weapons.

After training under Batman for so long, Barbara's fighting skills are far beyond ordinary people.However, she is a woman after all, and has no superpowers. She has always been known for her agility and flexibility.

Arthur didn't hide or evade, and he couldn't see his expression even though he was wearing a mask. He just tilted his head slightly.The next moment, a huge and ugly monster appeared between the two of them, eating Barbara's attack and roaring angrily.

What kind of monster is that, like a person trapped in a film, constantly struggling!

The man in the suit... Under the mask, Arthur smiled silently.

The strategy is exactly the same as when catching the dead shooter. It is tantamount to wishful thinking for ordinary people to deal with the Silent Hill Legion without sufficient heavy weapons.Of course, masters like Superman and Wonder Woman, Silent Hill monsters are not even a dish in front of them.

However, it was enough to deal with the defenseless Barbara.

Director Gordon did send someone to secretly protect his daughter, and Batman did install a monitor to ensure the safety of the "Prophet".However, those few policemen were easily brought down, and the Batman shot...he didn't try to hide it at all.

"I heard that the clown once beat you to paralysis. He is really not a civilized person." Arthur looked at Barbara who was controlled by the monster, turned his head to the direction of the monitor, and stared provocatively for a few seconds. Then he turned around and said, "I hate this kind of unqualified fighting and killing. I won't hurt you, my dear."

"Let's play a game like civilized people while waiting for the bats to come, shall we?"

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