The All-League of Legends Starts From the Heavens

After the scarecrow finished speaking, he threw two cylindrical tanks from his hands.

Immediately after the tank fell to the ground, a thick, almost liquid mist was poured around.

Lu Wu, who was located in the center of the living room, was the first to be swallowed up by the more foul-smelling mist, and his whole body was tightly wrapped from head to toe.

"Cough...cough."

"Help, I'm so scared, who can help me."

The continuous coughing and cries for help caused the face under the scarecrow mask to reveal a smug smile.

"I thought you were so powerful, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

After speaking, he jumped down from the attic, but to be on the safe side, he took out a small and delicate pistol from his arms, and then walked cautiously towards the dense fog.

"Help, help, I'm so scared, who can come and save me."

The big man in the fog was still calling for help, but the scarecrow felt more and more guilty in his heart. Why was there something wrong with this cry?

If he gradually slowed down, finally stopped, then turned around and ran outside the house like crazy.

But the next voice made his body tremble involuntarily.

"Where are you going, Klein?"

"Don't go in a hurry, sit down and talk, this is your home."

The thick poisonous gas of fear slowly dissipated, and in the shadows, the tall figure was still sitting safely on the sofa.

The scarecrow who was only a step away from the door, his heart was beating violently, his whole body began to sweat inexplicably, and his legs became more and more stiff.

This physiological characteristic is beyond the control of the brain.

As a psychology professor who studies human emotions, he understands that he is caught in an emotion called 'fear'.

Fighting against Batman for so many years, he has never felt fear from this Gotham Knight. What happened today?

Could it be that there is something wrong with the gas mask on your face, and you accidentally inhaled poisonous gas?

When the scarecrow's heart was overturned, the outside world only passed a short moment, and behind him, the man slowly got up.

The shiny black shotgun was held firmly in front of his chest, and his fingers were already touching the trigger.

"Relax man, it may hurt a little bit, but only a little bit."

As soon as the voice fell, a tongue of flame spewed from the muzzle, and the scarecrow, who had already run out of the house, fell in response, rolled down the steps at the door, and fell heavily into the hard sand.

"what----!"

The shrill screams startled a large number of birds in the wheat field.

The scarecrow was holding his **** ankle and kept rolling and moaning on the ground, while one of his feet was still left on the front steps.

Lu Wu walked to the door slowly, kicked the broken sole of his foot away, stood at the door of the room and shouted, "Roman, where is your mother's death?"

"Come here for Lao Tzu!"

In the end, after shouting for a long time, no one responded, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Stinky boy, you know how to be lazy."

Then, the big man walked down the steps, came to the scarecrow's side, and kicked him in the stomach: "Don't shout, the noisy old man's ears hurt."

The scarecrow really didn't dare to scream anymore, but just hugged the broken leg and kept whimpering in pain.

"I'm asking you, now you should be willing to lend me something, right?" Lu Wu loosened the tie that was a little tight around his neck, and couldn't help complaining about why Harry tied him so tightly.

In this distraction, I couldn't hear what the scarecrow said.

So he bent down slightly and put his ear close to him: "Ah? What did you just say?"

"%&%@@#!"

It should be the gas mask on his face, plus the injury, the scarecrow's voice was dull and vague, and he couldn't understand what he was saying.

Lu Wu used brute force to pull off the gas mask on the scarecrow's face, then slapped him **** his pale face after losing too much blood, and then scolded: "loud, why haven't you eaten? ?"

The scarecrow, who was sweating profusely because of the pain, said tremblingly, "I'll borrow it, I'll borrow it, but can you clarify exactly what you want to borrow from me!"

Lu Wu, who had a vicious face just now, was stunned for a moment, then immediately changed his face and said with an apologetic smile: "Oh, I'm so sorry, look at my memory."

Then he scratched his head embarrassedly, got up and ran to a short distance to pick up the broken foot, blowing off the dust on it, and stuffing it into the scarecrow's hand.

"Brother, I'm really sorry, it's all a misunderstanding."

"There's been a lot of things going on recently, and it's inevitable that some mistakes will come up. Don't forget to take it into your heart."

After hearing these words, the scarecrow's blood surged instantly, and an abnormal flush appeared on his pale face.

If he hadn't lost the gun when he fell down just now, he really wanted to hit this pale face now.

"Oh, my feet."

"I know it's your foot, now, isn't this returned to you?" The big man patted him on the back comfortingly, and said shamelessly.

"You!" The scarecrow felt dark in front of his eyes, he quickly closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want, get out of here quickly!"

Lu Wu was looking at the fracture at his ankle, and couldn't stop praising himself for his good marksmanship. He pointed to where to shoot. Hearing his words, he quickly retracted his scattered thoughts.

"Damn, it's not something valuable~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I just want to borrow some fear gas from you."

"I think the second generation you used just now is good."

When the Scarecrow heard this, he couldn't hold back completely, his head crooked and passed out. The last thought before he fell into a coma was.

You said so early, for a little poisonous gas, as for breaking my foot?

Five minutes later, he woke up leisurely. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the big man sitting on the steps bored and clasping his fingers.

In the blink of an eye, the big man had already appeared in front of him and said with a smile:

"You woke up, the operation was a success!"

"Surgery?" The suspicious scarecrow turned his eyes to his injured leg subconsciously.

The broken soles are now firmly tied to the ankles with tape. Judging from the thickness of the tape, at least an entire roll has been used.

There is also a blessing written on the surface of the yellow tape:

"I hope you can recover quickly."

"—Your friend forever, Graves."

At the end of the sentence, he also drew a scribbled smiley face, but unfortunately he used a marker, so it was black.

The scarecrow could even feel the tingling sensation of the fine sand and dirt rubbing against the flesh at the ankle wound.

This kind of pain caused him to completely fall into madness. He swayed his hands randomly, grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, and threw it at the big man.

"Poison gas is in the basement, take it and get out of my place!"

"You devil, don't let me see you again!!!"

Lu Wu easily avoided the powerless sand, looked aggrievedly at the crazy scarecrow, and complained, "I don't like smiling faces, I can draw hearts."

"There's nothing to be angry about, Gotham people are really bad-tempered."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the room, heading to the basement that the scarecrow said.