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"Mr., the dean has always been the person I respect the most. I didn't expect to be brutally killed by you today."

Li Xu sighed heavily.

"..."

The corner of Alfred's mouth twitched, he wiped his belt with his hand, and threw a few smoke bombs on the ground.

"It's this trick again, just like Batman."

Li Xu pouted, and a light hammer appeared in his hand.

hoo hoo...

In the dense fog, Alfred and Bruce attacked Li Xu from left to right.

Li Xu's figure flickered, and suddenly appeared behind the two of them, hitting Bruce on the back of the head.

Boom!

After a dull impact, Bruce fell limply to the ground again.

"Old sir, you are not my opponent."

Holding the light hammer, Li Xu looked at the alert Alfred with a smile and said, "For your age, I won't hit you."

Alfred was silent for a moment, then slowly backed away.

"By the way, Wayne Group is a shareholder of Arkham, right?"

Li Xu said: "Remember to send me a letter of appointment. From today, I will be the dean of Arkham."

"If you release Bruce, I can agree to this condition." Alfred said in a deep voice.

"You are not qualified to bargain."

Li Xu pointed to Bruce on the ground: "If you still want him to live."

"Okay, I promise."

Alfred gritted his teeth and nodded.

"there's one more thing."

Li Xu snapped his fingers: "Just now Bruce agreed to invest 100 million in Arkham in order to obtain the services of the nurse lady. Remember to transfer the money in time."

"..."

Looking at the nurse on the ground, Alfred had a weird expression and nodded with difficulty: "Yes, but you must ensure the safety of the young master."

"no problem."

Li Xu nodded readily: "I promise to arrange such a service for him every day."

Alfred: "...".

Chapter 122

Alfred left with a heavy expression on his face.

Li Xu was far more dangerous than he imagined, and with his ability, it was not enough to rescue the young master.

I can only go back temporarily and find another way.

 …

After Alfred left, Li Xu picked up Hugo Strange's body and walked to the floor with the most staff with a sad expression.

"Master Dean unfortunately passed away!"

Looking at the astonished eyes of many staff members, Li Xu sighed: "But don't worry, Mr. Dean has appointed me as the new dean of Arkham before leaving."

"I hope everyone will cooperate with me in the future and work hard for Arkham together."

The staff looked at each other without making a sound.

They feel weird.

The dean passed away suddenly, and the colleagues who had just arrived rushed to take office. No matter how you look at it, this situation is not right.

But thinking that Li Xu applied for the job with Batman in mind, many people didn't speak rashly, waiting for some idiot to stand up first.

"You have only been here for a day, what qualifications do you have to be the dean?"

Soon, a middle-aged white man with slightly curly hair jumped out, looked around at his colleagues, and deliberately encouraged him: "A newcomer will be the dean, do you agree?"

No one is a fool, and the staff took a step back.

"Forehead......"

The middle-aged white man began to sweat coldly on his forehead.

"What's your name?"

Li Xu smiled playfully.

"Frank Powers."

The middle-aged white man, that is, the man named Frank Bowles swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with difficulty.

"I have been approved by the Wayne Group, do you think I am qualified?"

There was a smile on the corner of Li Xu's mouth, and an overwhelming coercion suddenly exuded from his body.

"Yes, yes."

Frank Bowles fell to the ground with a pale face, trembling slightly.

"what do y'all think?"

Li Xu glanced at all the staff present.

Forced by this power, the staff took a step back and nodded quickly.

"very good."

Li Xu smiled and snapped his fingers: "From today, the salary will be increased by 20%, and a year-end bonus will be added. Some employees who perform well can get it."

The staff looked at each other and shouted excitedly: "Thank you, Dean."

Li Xu nodded slightly, glanced around the staff who were almost all male, and said slowly: "The first task is to recruit some female doctors, and find me an assistant by the way."

 …

At the same time, the old butler who came out of Arkham encountered a somewhat unexpected scene.

In the dark night, a bright light pierced the darkness, illuminating a bat with wings spread on the ground.

"Bat light?"

Alfred was a little silent.

When the Bat Light comes on, it means someone is asking for help from the Dark Knight Batman.

But now that Batman is also imprisoned in Arkham, who else can save him?

Alfred was silent for a long time in the dark, and suddenly recited a poem softly.

"Do not go meek into that good night,

Old age should burn and roar at sunset;

Rage, rage against the passing of the light.

Though a wise man at his death knows the truth of darkness,

For their words did not burst with lightning,

Nor did they go meekly into that good night...."

After reading the poem, Alfred glanced at the armor of the same style as Batman, unfolded the metal bat wings, and flew to the place where the bat lights were lit.

 …

"Gordon, is that you?"

Alfred flew to the top of the building and looked at the man in police uniform standing next to the bat light.

James Gordon, Gotham Police Chief, Alfred is very familiar with this person.

Most of the police in Gotham are controlled by politicians, gangsters, criminals, and drug lords. Gordon is one of the few good policemen who firmly believes in justice and abides by the law. He is also a solid ally of Batman.

Whenever there is trouble that cannot be solved, Gordon will turn to Batman for help.

"Batman, the Scarecrow has escaped."

With a solemn expression, Gordon took out his mobile phone from his arms: "Moreover, this time he also claimed that he would broadcast the entire crime process live."

"In an hour, he will start live-streaming crimes, and we have to stop him early."

Alfred took the phone in silence and clicked on the video inside.

The video has just been released, and it belongs to the trailer. In the video, the scarecrow wears a sack mask and announces that he will become Gotham's spiritual mentor, helping young people correct their bad habits for free. Everyone is welcome to sign up.

Alfred knew at a glance that the Scarecrow must be planning a new conspiracy.

Helping teenagers fix bad habits for free?

Only a fool would believe it.

"What should we do now?"

Gordon also didn't believe it, or no one in Gotham believed it.

Not long ago, Straw tried to attack the entire Gotham with fear gas. How could such an anti-social lunatic change his ways?

"Find his position first."

Alfred took out the microcomputer, and began to compare similar places in Gotham through the background image in the video.

"found it."

Ten minutes later, Alfred raised his head and pointed at the screen: "In the playground in the city center."

 …

"Damn Arkham, **** spiritual teacher."

In the playground in the city center, the scarecrow sits on a carousel, swearing.

Besides him, a very young man was tied to the carousel.

The man was wearing a dark brown sweater, with sunken eye sockets, and was so thin that he was almost skinny, without any energy in his body.

"Boy, you're in luck."

After cursing for a while, the scarecrow jumped off the merry-go-round and said angrily, "As the greatest horror artist in Gotham, after receiving my treatment, you must see that washing powder is like throwing up."

"Can I die?" the man asked cautiously.

"no!"

The scarecrow snorted angrily: "It's your luck to be chosen by me, if it wasn't for that damned Li Xu."

"Ah!"

Speaking of this, the Scarecrow suddenly covered his head and rolled on the ground.

"Shit, you can't even curse a few words."

After a long time, the scarecrow got up from the ground, with a trace of fear remaining in his eyes.

The man who was **** was even more frightened.

He is a psychopath!

"What kind of eyes do you have? Believe it or not, I'll kill you."

The scarecrow kicked the man, but immediately covered his forehead in pain.

"I want to be a good person and a spiritual mentor who helps others."

Talking to himself for a few words, the Scarecrow breathed a sigh of relief, and put down his hand covering his forehead, with a very sad expression on his face.

Since an inexplicable energy was implanted in his head, he felt that life was simply boring.