American Comics: Starting from Resident Evil

Poor scarecrow.

The last time he used fear gas on the clown, he failed, and he was beaten by the clown violently, leaving a psychological shadow.

This time, the use of fear gas on Li Jie failed, and he was also severely beaten.

The scarecrow was beaten and collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Li Jie turned his head and looked around, and asked: "Who else?" The

perpetrators were more honest than the other, and no one dared to speak.

First, the clown was captured by Li Jiesheng, and now even the scarecrow has been beaten into that B-like, and the neuropathy is on.

"Who else?"

roared Li Jie in a raised voice, frightening the souls of the criminals.

"Click, click, click..." The

perpetrators threw their weapons on the ground, and even the perpetrators who had just escaped ran back honestly.

Li Jie first released the guards of Wayne Manor who were locked up, and then went to find Barbara and James Gordon.

"You defeated the scarecrow?"

asked Barbara in surprise.

Li Jie nodded and replied, "Well, that guy is much easier to deal with than expected."

"No, what about the other perpetrators,

aren't they with scarecrows now?

Li Jie smiled and said, "Oh, they all watched from the sidelines and didn't make a move."

Speaking of which, they were just forced by scarecrows.

This time it was very good, and I decided to change the meaning of Director Gordon and give them another chance to rehabilitate. "

Barbara....

"What else can I say?

Li Jie glanced at James Gordon, who was still shrinking in the corner:

"Barbara, it seems that I can't send you back for the time being."

The Wayne Building needs a leader.

"You mean I'm up to the job of leader?"

asked Barbara, a little incredulous.

Even though she is now a very good sniper and performs many tasks like everyone else, she is still just a child in the eyes of most people.

Is it credible to have a child as a leader?

Although the perpetrators in Wayne Building have been imprisoned again, James Gordon's men do not look normal.

I have to go back and get the high toxin that cures the fear gas.

During the time he was away, if something happened to the Wayne building, at least there was a normal person like Barbara.

You say who else can do it without Barbara being the leader?

Alfred has been locking himself in the lab to study zombie corpses in section, trying to find out what the problem is.

If Alfred wasn't so persistent, when Li Jie drove the Batmobile away, he should have reminded himself to take the antitoxin of fear gas.

Now I have to run more.

The Wayne Building was temporarily handed over to Barbara, and Li Jie returned the unconscious scarecrow to the Batcave.

The scarecrow's clothes have a certain defensive ability.

The damage caused by the magnetic bomb explosion seemed to be very large, but in fact it did not hurt the point.

The rest are injured by Li Jie with fists and feet, and they don't need treatment, and they will naturally be fine after a while.

"Here it is... The

scarecrow looked around in amazement, and he was a little excited when he entered the bat cave for the first time.

"Let's go, take you to meet an old friend.

Li Jie took the scarecrow to the cell where the clown was being held and ordered,

"Wait here first." "

The scarecrow was very consciously guarding the door, covered in injuries, his hands were still handcuffed, and he couldn't run even if he wanted to.

"Are you coming?" the

clown was surprisingly calm when he saw Li Jie, as if he had met old friends.

"How do you feel?"

asked Li Jie.

The clown replied, "Well, I think I'm already starting to get used to this."

As he spoke, the corner of the clown's mouth tried to draw a smile

, "Look, you have no effect on me, I won't give you the Dionysian factor."

"Then we'll wait and see."

Oh yes, I brought you a friend.

Li Jie said and turned around and shouted,

"Come in."

The scarecrow walked in honestly, and after seeing the clown lying on the metal bed, he exclaimed in surprise

: "Joker, are you still alive?!" The clown's melancholy face looked even more unhappy after seeing the scarecrow, and said coldly:

"You filthy bedbug is still alive, why should I die?"

Li Jie shrugged his shoulders: "Think about why you yourself are still alive." "

Batman doesn't kill?

I really didn't expect you to follow such a stupid rule.

The scarecrow frowned.

"Idiot, you don't even see that he's not Batman?"

the Joker mocked.

"You're not Batman?"

the scarecrow looked at Li Jie in surprise, then shook his head at the Joker, and said with a confident expression

, "Joker, it seems that you are not lightly ill, and you have begun to talk nonsense."

I've fought him and can tell you with a pretty safe bet he's Batman.

You know, only Batman in this world can beat me.

If he wasn't Batman, who would it be?"

The

clown said and turned his face to the other side, not bothering to continue arguing with the scarecrow about this boring issue.

"I won't bother you two old friends to chat.

Oh, right.

I only prepared one person's ration, and you should know what to do next.

Li Jie showed a playful smile, put a piece of dry bread prepared in advance on the ground, and then exited the cell.

The scarecrow had just been arrested, not hungry and had no interest in that piece of dry bread.

The clown, who had been hungry for two days, stared at the dry bread as soon as he heard the ration and said to the scarecrow:

"Hey, bring me the bread."

In return, I can keep this filthy bedbug alive.

"Are you talking to me?

It seems that you, a madman, have not yet figured out the situation, and you do not know who is the boss here. The

scarecrow said and pulled a straw into the keyhole of his hand, dialed it back and forth a few times, slapped the handcuffs, moved his wrist and walked towards the clown, with a cold and excited smile on his face.

Since the last time he was beaten up by the Joker, the scarecrow has been looking for an opportunity for revenge.

Now that the clown has his hands and feet tied, is there a better chance than now?

"Joker, you will regret calling me a bedbug just now!" The

scarecrow grabbed the clown's neck with both hands, and his face became more and more hideous.