People are in Gotham, awakening the motherland system

Fearing that the poisonous gas was ineffective, in horror, Klein had no choice but to use the precious scroll given by the master ninja master.

The fluorescent green scroll tore open, and in an instant, a black mist swept out from the scroll.

Although he failed to hurt Ruan Hao, he tied him all over, and Klein saw the opportunity and fled.

Just when Ruan Hao was imprisoned and could not move, Batman arrived in time with Rachel in his arms.

The blade on the arm armor was unsheathed, and with a bang, it cut off this unknown force from top to bottom.

At the same time that Ruan Hao broke free, the scroll that had broken in two also fell to the ground.

Looking at the marks imprinted on the scroll, Batman's expression tightened, and his experience in the Shadow Warrior League resurfaced.

"That's right, Lars El Gul is not dead, he is actually your mentor Henry Ducard." Ruan Hao spoke up at the right time, confirming the uneasiness in Batman's heart.

Bruce's impression of Lars is actually pretended by someone else, and the real ninja master has been personally training Bruce in secret operations and martial arts.

When Batman was still immersed in unexpected shock, Ruan Hao had already turned around and rushed out.

Looking at Ruan Hao's hurriedly departing back, the bat reminded: "The police have surrounded here!" What are you going to do?

"You must not let Klein release the news and bring the Shadow Warrior Alliance in advance, which is why I asked you to block the signal of this building in advance."

If it dragged on any longer, the people would have to escape, and Ruan Hao did not chase him back, and suddenly a sound of breaking wind came from behind his head, and Ruan Hao turned around and caught it.

Good you Bruce, what the hell is the nerve at this time, and you lose the bat dart, right? Come and come, grandpa accompanies you to fight for three hundred rounds!

Huh~

touched the thing on his hand, felt that the shape was not right, Ruan Hao fixed his eyes and found that Batman threw over a black device that looked like a remote control.

"With this, it can help you leave." Batman left only a hoarse and low voice, and quickly left this place of right and wrong with Rachel in his arms.

He has lost enough things, he can't lose any more, he must first send Rachel to safety.

"Thanks, Batman!"

Ruan Hao naturally knew what was in his hand, and suddenly a voice sounded in his mind, making Ruan Hao move.

"Successfully rescued Rachel, received Batman's gratitude, congratulations to the host for obtaining 300 power of faith, 60 potential points, which can be freely distributed."

Listening to the pleasant prompt sound of the system, Ruan Hao smiled on his face and continued to chase upstairs.

Although Rachel Dawes is only an assistant prosecutor in the Gotham City District Prosecutor's Office, her serious and responsible, lively and cheerful personality makes her have excellent popularity in the police station.

As soon as he received her distress message, almost all the members of the Gotham Police Department came here and surrounded the Arkham Mental Hospital.

Sirens sounded in the dark night of Naros Island, and when Gordon arrived, the road in front of the hospital was already surrounded by police cars, and there were police cordons everywhere.

"What's going on inside?"

Gordon saw that the police officers just blocked the gate, but they didn't see anyone entering, and asked the deputy sheriff who arrived first.

"Someone saw Batman go in, and then there was the sound of a fierce firefight, and we had called the SWAT team for support..."

The deputy sheriff explained with a pale face and a look of horror in his eyes, apparently he did not expect the situation to be so dangerous, and he was a little frightened.

But before he finished speaking, he saw Gordon holding a gun and cautiously touching the steps of the mental hospital, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Gordon, it's dangerous inside, don't go in."

Gordon just turned around and made a silent gesture and then quietly slipped into the building.

As an enforcer in Gotham, he can't watch evil happen and do nothing.

Under Klein's dark box operation, countless dangerous patients are held in the entire psychiatric hospital.

Among them, in addition to the deliberately accepted homeless people, there are gangsters of various gangs, killers employed by Falcone, perverted murderers with prominent family status, and so on.

It can be said that the most vicious prisoners in the entire Gotham have gathered here.

It also reflects the chaotic and rotten security management of the Gotham government, Klein helps them escape the law with mental problems, and then uses drugs to torture them into real mental illnesses.

The Shadow Warrior Alliance originally planned to take the opportunity to release this group of prisoners to cause killing when the fear of poison gas blanketed the entire Gotham City, causing panic among all citizens.

But now, due to Ruan Hao's early intervention, this conspiracy has come to naught.

Now that the plan has been revealed and there is no need for you to exist, go, destroy everything you see, hahahahahaha!

In the main control room, the supervisor collapsed in a chair without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and Klein, wearing a scarecrow hood, watched the mental patients who were all released from the cage and laughed maniacally through the monitoring.

As an intelligent supercriminal, Scarecrow has a keen insight into the chaotic gunfight just now, and Batman has not killed anyone.

Hehe, another shit hero who keeps the so-called oath not to kill.

Now release this group of captive mental patients, just enough to use this to drag Batman and the mysterious teenager in their footsteps, and buy themselves enough time to escape.

Because he was worried about Rachel's safety, he chose to take the lead, and Gordon, who arrived on the second floor first, unfortunately became a victim.

As the smashing sound intensified at the corner of the corridor, the roar came, and Gordon felt the danger approaching, and the huge pressure could not help but cast a shadow on his heart.

Suddenly, the noise stopped abruptly, and there was an eerie silence throughout the hallway, so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard, and Gordon raised his flashlight uneasily to illuminate the dark passage.

Less than twenty meters ahead, a group of mental patients wearing orange hospital gowns, varying in height, fat and thin, and hideous faces appeared.

One by one, they took a dark and twisted pose, staring viciously at Gordon with their bloodshot eyes, their eyes full of tyranny that wanted to tear everything apart.

The clothes on his body were torn, his hands and mouth were stained with blood, and it seemed that many people had been brutally killed by them.

Gordon, who saw this scene clearly, was so shocked that his hair stood upright, only to feel that his throat was dry, and his right hand holding the gun trembled slightly, warning the crowd: "Don't move, all lie down, otherwise I will shoot!"

Just as soon as the words fell, in the next second, this group of madmen roared towards Gordon like zombies out of the cage, and the torrent leaked.

"Bastard, stop!"

In a hurry, Gordon had to shoot, and the bullet slammed, exploding a blood flower on the chest of the leader, who glanced blankly at his chest, and then his body shook and fell to the ground.

The sudden change made the crowd pause for a few seconds, and before Gordon could get lucky, death was like touching a switch, making this group of madmen even more ferocious, almost crazy to pounce.

"It's over!"

The last thought flashed through Gordon's mind, but just as he closed his eyes and was about to confess his fate, a playful voice suddenly sounded in the darkness behind him.

"Officer Gordon, you can't be fine, Dick is still waiting for you to take him out of the hospital!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Gordon opened his eyes in disbelief, and saw Ruan Hao one black and one white, holding two firearms with a strange luster standing in front of him.

"Bang bang"

pull the trigger, two semi-automatic pistols open left and right like submachine guns, muzzle tongues of fire continue to spit out, bullets break through the air like a deadly metal storm.

Between the whiskers, there were stump limbs and severed arms everywhere, splattered blood spread all over the walls on both sides of the corridor, and the blood flowing on the ground almost condensed into a river.

The original team of thirty or forty people, in the end, only a few sporadic positions were still alive, pitifully pestle there, at a loss for a while.

When the gunfire stopped, green smoke rose from the muzzle, and the crisp sound of changing magazines sounded, a few crazy people who survived by luck came to their senses, screamed and turned around and ran, and scattered, after all, they were just crazy and not stupid.

Ruan Hao ignored these frightened madmen, but turned around and stuffed the white semi-automatic pistol in his hand into the frightened Gordon's hand.

"Rachel has been rescued by Batman, sheriff, you take it down, the group of police downstairs can't become the climate, you still need to preside over the overall situation." After speaking, Ruan Hao continued to rush to the third floor, leaving a back.

The white pistol in his hand still has residual warmth, and the smoke in the air has not completely dissipated, and Gordon, who has survived the disaster, feels that all this seems so unreal.

Although he knew that the next words were against the police rules, he couldn't help shouting at the figure who had not yet gone far: "The people of the SWAT team will come up from below, you have to hurry up and leave."

"Thanks for the reminder, Sheriff!" The voice came faintly from a distance, and it was only for a moment, but Ruan Hao had already run far away.