[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

The underground warehouse, where the leaders of nearly half of the gang forces in Gotham City gathered.

The fact that JOKER was captured by Batman again spread to everyone's ears in less than half a day.Although it is very clear that now is the best time to reshuffle and carve up the forces, but considering the last time JOKER came out of Arkham, the first thing he did was to go to the subordinates who carve up his past sphere of influence, execute them one by one, and immediately Wage a gang war and take back control of the city.And that struggle killed many people, including Alberto Grosso, who had been standing up for a long time.

Therefore, whether to choose to save JOKER is divided into two forces with diametrically opposed opinions.

Sierra sat at the head of the seat, the exclusive chair that belonged to JOKER, lazily playing with a small knife with folded arms, the sharp silver light flickering between her pale fingers.She looked at the three factions arguing on both sides of the long table with a half-smile, one was the Irish-American family faction headed by Mitch Sullivan, and the other was the Russian-American gang headed by Yuri Dimitrov. , the last one is Yakuza, a Japanese-born force headed by Akahara.Sullivan firmly opposes sending out manpower to attack Arkham, and is an enemy of Batman. He believes that the chance of success is not small, and it is easy to be targeted by the Bat Family.Dimitrov mocked the other party as cowardly and without the backbone of a family leader. No wonder it has been going downhill in recent years.Akahara didn't say a single word from the beginning to the end, squinting his eyes to observe the stance of everyone present. This is his usual style. Look down on it, but it happens to be the fastest growing one in Gotham City in recent years.

Sullivan and Dimitrov had a heated argument, and neither could convince the other. In the end, they almost went to the table to fight.However, it is obvious that Sullivan cannot defeat the descendant of the fighting nation, Dimitrov, based on his size alone. He sat back on the chair angrily, squinted at the other party, and there was still a suppressed tremor in his voice. .

"You want to save JOKER? Then go! Who doesn't know that guy is notorious for playing cards unreasonably, do you think he will be grateful to you? - idiot, he would like to send all of us into Prison, then he can continue to play freely in our city, our territory! You have to put all your people there, okay, no problem!—but I will never participate! Don’t think I will pay a penny ,one person!"

Dimitrov sneered, "Then you'd better hope that J will be trapped in that lunatic asylum and never get out, otherwise once he comes out...once he knows you have this attitude, Mickey Mouse, think Let's see what he does, I hope you can have a happy ending like Disney."

"You!" Sullivan stood up as soon as he slapped the table, and a group of men behind him pulled out their guns and aimed at Dimitrov. Seeing that a tragedy was inevitable and a bloody conflict was about to happen- —

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A sharp silver light flashed, as fast as the blink of an eye.The black-haired girl who was sitting at the top and said nothing suddenly stood up, grabbed the knife in her hand and plunged it into the palm of Sullivan's hand on the table without looking at it!

Everyone paused for a few seconds.

"Ah!—" A scream resounded through the warehouse, Sullivan tremblingly looked at his nailed hands on the table, his eyes were blood red, his lips trembled, and his whole face was distorted in pain, "You—— you this--"

Before he finished speaking, he was caught off guard, and Serra grabbed the knife again and pulled it out, then waved it out, hitting Akahara who was thinking with his head down on the opposite side of the table.The other party obviously didn't expect that the young and unconvincing girl would have such a move. She didn't have time to guard against it, and she couldn't say a word. There was a blood-stained knife stuck in her forehead. He fell straight down with a bang.

The warehouse suddenly became dead silent.

Akahara's subordinates stared blankly at the leader being killed without warning, and as soon as they realized that they wanted revenge, they raised their heads and met the black muzzles of all the subordinates behind the black-haired girl aiming at them, so they froze in place. Don't dare to act rashly.

Even Dimitrov was taken aback, looking at the girl who stood up, he narrowed his eyes carefully.

In an instant, Sullivan, who was the most vocal opponent, was killed, and Chi Yuan, who had been silent for a long time, was killed. Facing the startled eyes of everyone, Sera shrugged very easily, and his smile was so bright that it could almost illuminate the entire basement. The carefree college student does not have the slightest trace of indifference and violence that has been living in the shadows for a long time.

"Phew~ It's finally much quieter now." She didn't even glance at Sullivan, who was covering the back of her hands with cold sweat on her face, and smiled so that her eyes curved into a lovely crescent moon, "I hope you won't think I'm being rude, um, I just chose what I think is the most efficient way to solve the problem-sorry, is there anyone who wants to object to me saving my 'dad' but hasn't said it yet?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.Although it hasn't been long since Sierra established herself in Gotham City, she has a reputation of her own, and her past deeds can be called "brilliant" and "excellent".She almost inherited JOKER's consistent style of acting, no rules, no plan, anarchism, crazy and powerful, even a little free and easy.It's just that she is younger in comparison, and obviously more beautiful, but also more dangerous. The color is rich and bright, but it contains painful sting poison.

One or two years ago, there were always some lucky people trying to get close to her with various purposes. They always thought that a little girl, a beautiful girl, would be better than her famous father. Dealing more.Later, after suffering an unprecedented loss, they learned to be smart, and they also learned the following: women are always more vicious than men, have more methods, and are better at creating psychological fear.She is not a simple and ignorant Italian cookie. She has lived in JOKER's hands for so many years and is still full of fragrance. She can even be used by his gang of free-wheeling men. Her scheming skills can be seen.

Sullivan and Akahara have always believed that since such a woman is definitely not something in the pool, she must have hidden ambitions. She is most likely the one who least wants Joker to return: her father has been taken away, his power and Contacts are almost at your fingertips, what reason can she have to refuse?Shouldn't it be more reasonable for her to expect JOKER never to come back?

Sullivan was trembling all over, and his anger was churning like magma in his heart, but he didn't dare to refute or openly attack: Everyone knows that the girl from Joker's family has received terrible training since she was a child, she is the youngest and the best one here , and the group of lunatic subordinates behind her who are not afraid of death at all.Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that Selah was the last person anyone wanted to provoke. Who knew if she would be as crazy as her father? !Maybe everyone will die here together!

So no one dared to answer, all objections were suppressed in an instant, and the warehouse was so quiet that there was only the sound of breathing.

"Very good," Sera nodded with satisfaction, and explained to everyone sincerely, "You all know that, don't you? JOKER is my favorite 'father'. Isn't it natural to inherit everything from him?" ?”

It's true - most people are silently complaining.

"Or..." She tilted her head with an innocent look on her face, "Or is there anyone here who can kill me before I kill him? - Then I'd be happy to give up this seat now, really. "

Still no one spoke.Sera smiled and looked at Sullivan, but the other party pursed his lips and looked away, and whispered to his subordinates to help him bandage the wound.

"Okay," Sera shrugged, smiling brightly, "Since there are none... let's start talking~"

She vetoed the quarrels and opinions of all the people in front of her with a threatening voice, and said with a smile, "About... how to rescue my favorite 'father', JOKER~"

"Of course I regret to remind you—"

"If anyone dares to betray me in the middle... Well, good luck, if I don't die, I will come to play with you~"

"And those who are not so lucky..." She sighed softly, "Maybe my 'father' will come to you from time to time to catch up with you... What do you think?"

There was silence.

Sera glanced around, facing the different gazes from everyone, she raised a bright smile again.

"It seems that we have finally reached an agreement~ This is a good thing, so let's start planning, shall we?"

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Late at night, in the deep suburbs of Gotham, Arkham Asylum.

This is a well-known "medical institution", formerly known as Arkham General Hospital. Its founder converted the general hospital into a place for treating patients with mental illness after euthanizing a mad mother.Then the high-risk criminal Mad Dog Martin escaped and killed the founder's wife and daughter, forcing him to be greatly stimulated and specialized in this madhouse as a treatment center for criminals with serious criminal tendencies and mental illness. His first One patient was Mad Dog Martin.Six months later, Mad Dog Martin was tied to a bed by the creator and electrocuted to death.Although this incident was finally judged as a medical malpractice, he was still greatly stimulated. In the end, he himself became a patient of Arkham Asylum and died of old age there.

The doctors and nurses who can enter Arkham to work and become recruits have all undergone very professional training, and many of them are old acquaintances with Batman-after all, the criminals sent by him alone are almost full. Most of the Arkham Asylum, including the Joker, Poison Ivy, Riddler, Killer Crocodile, Scarecrow, etc., can be said to be full of talents and stars.

As far as the architectural style is concerned, Arkham has well inherited the original intention of the founder: the old and gloomy castle style is quite similar to the legendary tomb of vampire nobles. The outer side is a wrought iron gun head guardrail, which is two meters high and pointed. His head pointed straight at the dark sky, and occasionally a sharp streamer flashed.The door is very Gothic church style. You can only see the top of the door when you look up. After opening the door and walking through a dark and long corridor, there is a folded paper on the table at the reception desk. There is a line of words on it that attracts attention: There's no need to go crazy working here - although that does help.

The nurse on night shift tilted her head and looked at the line of words, smiled softly, then pushed a trolley full of needles, liquid medicine and sealed plastic bags, and walked slowly towards the end of the corridor on black suede stilettos go.

Da da da.

The crisp sound of high heels rubbing against the cold floor echoed continuously in the empty and dark corridor.

For a hospital filled with most of the lunatics and criminals in Gotham City, Arkham has a labyrinthine layout, with many rooms, and a corner of ten meters, a long corridor that twists and turns, and each section of the road has only one chandelier, because It has been in disrepair for a long time and is stained with rust. It occasionally makes a sizzling sound, and occasionally goes out and then lights up. The atmosphere is extremely eerie.

But for Amanda Carter, who has been working here for more than a year, she has long been used to it: the doctors and nurses who voluntarily came to Arkham are not very normal people, some of them are obsessed with research, some of them Some are for the high rewards from the government, while others are purely out of interest, the interest in mad patients.And Amanda Carter belongs to the second group. She thinks this job is actually very good. There are almost no competitors. She just needs to follow the steps every day, as long as she doesn't meddle in the yelling patients and doesn't make a fuss about the sudden appearance of bat ghosts. , almost relaxed and enjoyable.

Wearing a white coat, she slowly pushed the cart forward, half of her face was illuminated by the dim light, and her skin was a charming honey color.A slender and tight calf and a slender ankle are faintly visible under the thin robe. She is wearing a seven-centimeter stiletto heel, and her curly black hair is draped behind her, revealing the retro and sexy charm of the 80s TV series. , like an evil and wild femme fatale with heavy makeup and red lips.

She walked unhurriedly through the long corridor, and finally came to a room at the end, with two lines written on it: "No. 0801; name unknown." Only this room has such unique information, and it is the only one with only Numbers have no names for the wards.

It houses Gotham City's most feared patient, the Emperor of Crime.

Just as the nurse tilted her head and looked at the sign above with interest, there was suddenly a loud gunshot outside Arkham Hospital, breaking the dead silence instantly.Most people were awakened by the sound, looked out through the small window curiously, could only vaguely see a little fire, yelled, heard the siren of the police car and the shrill siren, but other than that Outside, the inside of the hospital was still quiet and unpopular.

The pretty little nurse didn't seem surprised at all. She looked at the door in front of her curiously, and found that it had undergone a technological reform not long ago, from the original key entry to the swiping card entry. What was frustrating was that Well, she didn't expect this, and "Amanda Carter" was just an ordinary pharmacy nurse, and she didn't have the authority to enter the ward alone.

It's really nerve-wracking.she thought.

But... Tilting her head, the nurse suddenly showed a sweet smile.She heard a footstep, walking towards here, and Arkham has never been a tourist attraction with many visitors, only a few people can walk around freely.

So when Dr. John was looking down at the medical records and walking subconsciously around the corner, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall and beautiful black-haired little nurse standing in front of the corridor. He said, "What are you doing standing here? Didn't you hear that someone outside wanted to break in here? Why don't you go back quickly?"

After finishing speaking, he paused, and suddenly froze, "Isn't it Amanda's turn to watch the night today? - I've never seen you before, who are you? Where is Amanda?"

The little nurse tilted her head, glanced at the door card in his pocket, then picked up the hanging plate on his chest to light up the front, and smiled sweetly and innocently at him, "I am Amanda, Doctor John, you don't know me anymore ?"

The photo on the certificate showed the appearance of a blonde woman, who was not the same as the nurse in front of her at all.

John's eyes widened. He realized something, and immediately turned around and wanted to run, but there was a sudden stabbing pain in his neck, and some cold liquid poured in.His lips moved, but he couldn't say anything. His consciousness gradually became blurred, and finally he fell down at her feet without a sound. The last thing he saw in his vision was a straight honey-colored calf, and then completely changed into Total darkness.

"Go to sleep, lovely doctor~" The little nurse knelt down, patted his head tenderly, slowly took out the key card from his pocket, looked at it for a few seconds, and said with a smile, "We will use it again soon." If you get it, don’t worry at all~”

Then she stood up, the door card passed by, and after a beep, she pushed the door open and looked into the dark depths of the ward.

Very quiet, without a trace of popularity.A simple iron bed, a pair of tables and chairs nailed to the ground, a toilet, and nothing else.The dim chandelier can only illuminate a small area of ​​the table, and there is a person sitting quietly there, the fan-shaped light illuminates his purple suit and pale fingers, and a pair of red poker is spread out on the table.When she came in, he happened to turn over a card with a drawing of a ridiculous purple clown in a costume.

Hearing the noise, the person inside turned his head, half of his pale face and green hair were exposed to the light, and a scarlet and funny smile slowly rose from the corner of his mouth.

Sera was wearing a white nurse's uniform, leaning against the door frame, holding the key card between her index finger and middle finger, and raised it towards him, licked her lips, bent her eyes, and there was a soft and malicious smile spreading silently from the corners of her lips——

"HELLO, FATHER."

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