"Harley, honey, you can't do this. Have you forgotten the relationship between us? Tell them quickly, I don't know Bruce Wayne at all. We really don't know each other well..."
Amid Jack's cries and howls, the prisoners swarmed forward, tied him and Bruce like rice dumplings, raised them high above their heads, and happily carried him to the high wall.
The long staff in the doctor's hand didn't know what kind of weapon it was, but the arc it released was very powerful. Even Bruce, who had undergone special training to withstand high-voltage electricity, was briefly knocked unconscious by the electricity. Even if he wakes up now, his whole body is numb and he cannot exert any strength at all. He can only let the prisoners tie him to the pillar.
He opened his eyes and tried to look forward. As a result, Bruce's whole body trembled and his eyes widened instantly.
I saw that the entire area that I could see was filled with that kind of gray fog. Except for those high-rise buildings, the fog was like a flooding flood, swallowing up most of the small buildings. Although it cannot be seen further away, it is conceivable that the entire Gotham City might have turned into this ghostly appearance.
Ah Fu!
Damn it, what kind of curse has Gotham suffered? Why do such tragedies happen again and again
Bruce was shaking with anger.
However, he overlooked something. Why are the citizens of Gotham City, which has been frequently attacked by terrorist attacks, unwilling to escape? Why is the tax revenue and GDP still among the best in the United States
Of course Bruce doesn't expect this, just as none of the citizens of Gotham City expect this.
"No wonder no one from the police has shown up so far. It turns out that in addition to the lunatic asylum, they also attacked the entire Gotham City." Bruce frowned, "Sheron didn't come either. He must be busy saving other people, right? I just hope he doesn’t forget to save Ah Fu…”
Bruce has just returned to Gotham and has not had any entanglements with other people yet, so what he is most worried about at the moment is Afu, the loyal old butler of the Wayne family.
And Ah Fu, like him, is also worried about his Master Wayne.
A drone was flying high in the sky. Ah Fu was sitting in front of the control console, his eyes emitting a sharp cold light that did not match his age, and he was looking at a dozen display screens of different sizes in front of him.
He is searching for Bruce's whereabouts.
Although the asylum has been captured and the entire Gotham City has been shrouded in poisonous smoke, Alfred believes that Bruce will be fine and that he will find a way to escape.
"Stop looking for it. If you burn the drone out of fuel, you won't be able to find Bruce."
A man's voice suddenly sounded behind Ah Fu.
Almost instantly, Afu pulled out the shotgun hidden under the table, turned around and pointed it behind him.
"Minister Xie Lun?" Afu was slightly stunned, "You haven't left Gotham yet?"
"With such a big thing happening in Gotham, how could I leave."
Xie Lun didn't have any contempt for the old butler in front of him. He knew very well that this old guy had the potential to knock out Superman with one punch.
"Then Master Bruce..."
"He's fine. Let's call back the drone. The whole city has been enveloped by my spell. You can't find Bruce just by flying in the air."
"A whole city? A spell?"
Ah Fu's expression at this time was the same as that of Bruce who was tied to the pillar.
In the command center of the Special Intelligence Agency, Waller stood in front of a huge screen with a gloomy black face. None of her subordinates dared to say a word. Regardless of whether they had something to do or not, they were all typing on the keyboard quickly, pretending to be very busy. Behind them, stood a man wearing a red cloud and black robe, with a white mask on his face, and two black Chinese characters - "Shura" written on it.
As for the screen Waller was watching, a live broadcast was being played. A man, also wearing a red cloud and black robe, stood on the roof of the Special Intelligence Agency, pointing to the sky, and a faint golden light burst out from his hand.
He also wore a white mask on his face, with only one word on it - "Heaven"!
Needless to say, this is also a new trick that Xie Lun has come up with.
Xie Lun checked and found that there are no comics like "Naruto" or "Death" in this world, and he also needs some experts to support the scene. After all, as a minister, he cannot do everything by himself. That's why he made a batch of vests based on the images in the comics.
The first group is the "Six Paths of Pain". They are dressed the same as in the comics, except for one thing. They all wear white masks with their names written on them. After all, they are all clones of Sherron.
Let's see how the response is. If the effect is good, Xie Lun plans to recruit all the members of "Akatsuki" and the Gotei 13 in the future.
"This is the foundation of SSS. Is this the strength of Xie Lun?"
These people in the command center couldn't help but feel guilty. This man with a mask with the word "天" written on it actually supported a barrier covering the entire city, covering most of the citizens. And the man behind them with the word "Shura" written on them had unparalleled abilities. He could release various weapons out of thin air, including small missiles, to kill a group of gangsters who tried to take advantage of the chaos to attack the Special Intelligence Bureau.
In addition, there are four people wearing red clouds and black robes. They also have incredible abilities and kill all the thugs in Gotham City who are taking advantage of the situation.
However, Xie Lun soon discovered that those who died were all minions. Villain bosses such as Penguin, Black Mask, Catwoman, etc. all disappeared, and they didn't know where they were hiding.
Could it be that he was in a lunatic asylum
Sherron's clone "Hell Realm" stood on a telephone pole, looking at the lunatic asylum in the distance. The protective shield that ordinary people cannot see still hangs over the asylum.
"It can block magic and all superpowers, but it does not block ordinary weapons and 'instinct' abilities." The masked Hell Road murmured, "It seems that we can wait for the poisonous smoke to dissipate and let the NIA take over... Or, Let Bruce get to the bottom of it."
On the high wall, Bruce naturally didn't know that the vast majority of good citizens were protected by the space spell cast by Sherron. He also thought that the entire Gotham City was littered with corpses due to the raging poisonous smoke. As for himself, he was tied to the pillar and could only watch helplessly, without any choice.
"Is there anything else you want to say before you die?"
The doctor came over with a long cane and sneered.
Bruce glanced at him coldly: "You are a madman."
"No, I am a doctor, and Gotham is already very sick and needs strong medicine to cure it." The doctor opened his arms and laughed loudly, "Take a good look, Mr. Bruce, take a good look at this rotten city." The city. After undergoing the baptism of medicinal bath, it will be reborn from the ashes, just like the legendary Phoenix!"
"Of course, the same goes for you, and I hope you can be cured too."
The doctor turned around, glanced at Bruce, and left with his long staff. The Scarecrow, who had always been silent, stepped forward, raised his hand, and suddenly sprayed denser gray mist at Bruce's face.
Then there was a "creak", and the pillar that Bruce was tied to was pushed off the wall.