Chapter 77 29 The Lousy People From This Lousy Place Called Arkham Are so Damn Unfriendly [1250]

Chapter 77 29. The rotten people from this rotten place Arkham are really unfriendly--[1250]

Mason, who was still trying to find a way out of the chaotic Arkham Asylum, did not know that the waves caused by his previous action would cause a failure of the Assassin's League today.

But even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care much.

Because there were more troubles ahead.

After Mason carried a reliable shotgun, Old K and his companions "sneaked" all the way and killed several men in black by assassination, and then they arrived at the lobby of Arkham Asylum without any danger.

But when they were not far from the exit, they heard Harley muttering beside them.

"Is that Dr. Klein?"

As soon as Mason raised his gun, he felt the female doctor behind him quickly approaching and covering him with an invisibility cloak in a clumsy but just right timing.

Obviously, this kind-hearted doctor did not want to fight again.

In front of the two, Dr. Jonathan Klein, who was supposed to be off work but returned, came over silently with his black briefcase.

"Hmm?"

Dr. Klein, who looked like an urban elite, looked at the stopped elevator in front of him in confusion. He pushed his expensive business glasses, frowned, took out a communicator and said to the other end:

"Commander, send someone to check the medical elevator leading to the underground, it's damaged! I suspect someone slipped out from the underground but didn't alarm you.

Maybe it's Batman?"

"It can't be him!"

The woman's cold voice sounded from the communicator, and she said decisively:

"The Scarlet Knight killed him himself, I'm sure of that."

"Okay, okay, it's the 'Knight' who suddenly appeared and became the rising star of the organization again. I've heard enough about him recently."

Dr. Klein curled his lips, and under the gaze of Mason and Harley, who were less than two meters away from him, he slowly opened the black briefcase that he never left.

He took out a crude mask made of tattered linen cloth that looked like a scarecrow on a farm and put it in front of him to admire it.

Then he heard the communicator say:

"Perhaps other members of the Bat Family have infiltrated Arkham. The Scarlet Knight has just sent a warning. Those young people trained by Batman are difficult characters.

You have to clean them up before Lord Lei Xiaogu arrives here.

Scarecrow, you are most familiar with this building, so this matter is left to you."

The indifferent lady on the other end of the communicator handed the handling right to her companion. Dr. Klein sneered, then switched the communicator to another frequency band, coughed, took off his glasses and said to the communicator:

"Teams 1 to 5, this is the temporary commander "Scarecrow", I order you to immediately block all roads near Arkham and closely monitor anyone leaving here.

Shoot anyone without a pass mark!

The air team releases the drone and prepares to pick up"

"Bang"

Dr. Klein, also known as Scarecrow, hadn't finished speaking when Mason's butt hit him hard on the back of his head from behind.

Harley, who had completely recognized the true face of this "beast in human form" colleague, also screamed and smashed the bottle in her hand on Klein's dizzy forehead.

The petrifying potion splashed on the bloody head, turning the Scarecrow, who was knocked unconscious by the sneak attack, into a stone statue in an awkward posture in a few seconds without even having time to call for help.

Mason gave a thumbs up to Dr. Harley, who was gasping for breath, picked up the communicator on the ground and shouted into it with a pinched throat:

"Attack! We were attacked, between the third and fourth floors! Scarecrow Commander was knocked down! I repeat, we were attacked, it was Batman!

It was Batman, ah!"

After a pretentious scream, Mason smashed the communicator on the ground and stomped on it hard.

He picked up the Scarecrow's suitcase and threw it into the bag without even looking at the unlucky man who was petrified, and ran towards the exit of Arkham Asylum with Harley under the protection of the invisibility cloak.

"Boom"

Just as he rushed out of the main building, a strange loud noise erupted behind him. Mason looked back and saw a muddy "fountain" gushing out from the window on the first floor of the asylum, sweeping across the original place like a storm and splattering everywhere.

"It's Mud Face! They released him, it's crazy! My patient's mental state has been very unstable recently, and he will definitely make a big fuss before he obeys!

This place is over."

Harry screamed, and Mason's heart sank.

The invisibility cloak is a perfect infiltration artifact when it is not in combat, but it is not without shortcomings. It can block the breath and hide the body, but it can't throw Mason and Harley into another phase out of thin air.

In the hidden state, they can be exempted from most detection methods but still have entities.

Facing the full-screen AOE scene of the mud fountain erupting, the mud dots that rained down like raindrops quickly destroyed the invisibility of the invisibility cloak and forced the two to show their bodies.

"Run!"

Mason pushed Dr. Harley away.

The next moment, he was surrounded by the animated mud rushing around.

The psychopath and super villain Mudface released by the black warriors seemed to be in a bad mood. It howled and manipulated the flowing mud to create three or four humanoid lives like "slime monsters" in front of Mason.

In the surrounding mud pit, there were several bodies of black warriors who were "drowned" in it and sank into the mud bit by bit.

"Bang"

Quickly pulling out the gun and activating it, the double-barreled hand cannon was raised, and two spinning single-headed bullets flew out of the muzzle and accurately blew up the head of the nearest mud man.

But the other mud men laughed wildly.

They sneered at Mason one by one as if reciting lines:

"Using steel to attack the soft mud is like using wood to put out a fire! Poor rat, useless, useless!"

These guys rushed towards Mason, and the mud flowing on the ground also bound the young man's feet, and the faceless mud people howled and approached.

The faces of their flowing mud were constantly trying to shape a real face.

They shouted in unison:

"Your face belongs to me!"

"Are bullets really useless?"

Mason snapped open the barrel of the hand cannon and stuffed two golden single-headed bullets into it. He snorted and said:

"How about you, everyone, feel it again?"

The mud monsters were stunned for a moment, and then they felt a strange force quickly erupting in their shared mud bodies.

The extremely cold breath was like a demon roaring in a twisted soul, and the weakness imposed on them made them retreat in fear.

The cursed metal shot by Mason stopped at a certain part of the mud pit. The last curse from the destroyed empire made the clones of this seemingly invincible mud monster explode one after another.

It was weakened.

Magic!

It was vicious magic!

"Ah! Freak! Another magic freak!"

The mud face was enraged by this vicious attack.

It screamed and swung its fists like a rubber man, stretching its arms and turning them into heavy hammers to hit Mason who was running away. The young man rolled on the ground to avoid the bombardment and grabbed the penguin umbrella when he stood up.

Although the bulletproof umbrella has not been repaired, the other functions of the weapon are intact.

As Mudface was about to smash Mason to death with a hammer, the tip of the raised umbrella sprayed out blazing fire. In the boiling flames, any mud that approached was quickly burned and solidified, causing the cursed super villain to scream in pain and retreat in panic.

"Swoosh"

Mason fired the flying claw gun high up, taking himself out of Mudface's attack range at a high speed.

He landed on the balcony on the third floor of Arkham and glanced down. Under the night vision helmet goggles, he could see a small car that had started and rushed towards Gotham.

Dr. Harley was out of danger.

This made the young man feel relieved. Now he only needed to release the flying motorcycle before the group of released super villains arrived to escape.

But the process was obviously not so smooth.

"Meat!"

A whole wall was smashed apart with a shrill roar.

The broken limbs and arms of several black warriors flew out together, and the chewing sound that made people's hair numb rang out amid the flying bricks and tiles, and there was the vibration of bones being crushed.

Mason had just thrown out the flying motorcycle when he saw the monster wearing prison uniforms, more than three meters tall, covered with green scales and a big tail, striding towards him.

A pair of cold and gloomy eyes on the face that looked like a crocodile stared at him, and the mouth full of sharp teeth was still chewing, and clumps of sticky flesh and blood fell from the corners of the mouth.

"Meat"

The guy shouted hoarsely, and rushed over with a roar without giving Mason time to react.

The young man did not shoot.

He recognized that this was Killer Croc, the most famous violent and manic villain in Gotham. Bullets were of little use to it and would only anger it.

But it doesn't matter!

In addition to bullets, Mason has other ways to "greet guests."

"Come and say hello to my puppy."

When Killer Croc rushed to a position ten meters in front of Mason, the suitcase that he never left behind was thrown on the ground and kicked by the young man on the switch of the traceless extension spell.

The next second, with a more crazy and shrill roar, the huge zombie three-headed dog Mao Mao jumped out of the suitcase.

Its scarlet eyes instantly saw Killer Croc rushing towards it and still shouting.

Killer Croc, who was eager to eat "fresh meat", was also stunned by the giant beast with three huge heads that suddenly appeared in front of him and was lying there with a height that had already touched the ceiling.

Its bad brain immediately reacted that it seemed to be a suicide act to rush towards this not-too-easy giant beast with its body size.

So it began to "brake" in the charge that could no longer be stopped.

To be honest, this scene was a bit funny.

A crocodile-like monster swung its tail frantically to try to stop itself, and the three-headed dog in front of it was almost completely squeezed in this narrow balcony corridor and couldn't stretch its legs at all.

But it didn't prevent its three big heads from opening their bloody mouths towards the "fresh meat" that was delivered to the door.

"Puff"

The moment the amazing giant mouth bit X3, green blood, broken bones and torn arms flew everywhere.

Killer Croc, who had half of his body bitten off, wailed like a bullied little animal, fluttered on the ground, whimpering and screaming, and rushed back desperately.

It no longer had the cool posture when it first appeared.

"Good dog, who is my favorite dog?"

Mason exclaimed and picked up the suitcase to put Maomao, who had not yet figured out the situation, into it, and took the time to pick up some blood and flesh samples of Killer Croc on the ground.

He then mounted his flying motorcycle and rushed into the sky before other monsters and demons rushed out.

But immediately, accurate gunshots sounded from below.

Several sparks danced on Mason's beloved flying motorcycle, but did not leave any scars on the magically modified vehicle, but Mason felt threatened.

There was a very powerful sniper below, and he could not take off without killing him.

So the young man circled in the air, released several flight engineering bombs on his side to let them approach from behind, and then he picked up his gun, Old K, and the sniper who was hiding and moving fast.

He also shot bullets in the air to blow up several Assassin League drones flying over, but the movement here soon attracted several helicopters to notice him.

The fire suppression from high altitude forced Mason to land on the ground.

Before he stopped, a guy with a weird and disgusting pig face mask rushed out of his hiding place with a howl, holding a bloody butcher knife and pounced on Mason.

"Pop"

The petrifying potion was thrown out and hit the butcher knife of the psychopathic pig-faced doctor. The splashing liquid turned him into a stone statue smashed on the ground and helped Mason block several bullets shot from high above.

But the position of the sniper had been locked.

Mason, riding on the car, dodged the suppressive fire from above while detonating the flying bomb. In the blasting fire, a guy with a strong body and a cool mechanical arm was blown out from the third floor and fell to the ground with fire all over his body.

KGB Beast

Did this bastard reach an agreement with the Assassin's League so quickly?

"BOOM!"

Another loud explosion came from a distance, causing Mason, who was about to execute the dangerous killer, to look up suddenly.

He twisted the handlebars to take off again, and then saw that Dr. Harley's car, which had just entered the highway, had turned into a ball of fire in the dark night in the explosion.

This made the young man frown and fly low to the vicinity.

The good news is that he did not find Harley's body in the burning car, but only found the invisible cloak and some scattered potions on the side.

And around the burning and exploding vehicle, Mason unexpectedly saw several leaves of strange plants that were on fire.

The pursuers behind him were still approaching, and Mason knew that he had to leave. Once he was entangled by several helicopters hovering in the sky, he would not be able to escape unscathed.

"Boom"

But at this moment, a helicopter flying in the air was suddenly hit by some kind of attack, causing it to lose balance and tilted towards the ground, causing a big explosion. In the light of the rising fire, Mason keenly captured a familiar figure gliding from a high altitude and landing on the top floor of Arkham, which was already "extraordinarily lively" at this time.

The crow's mouth of the female commander just now came true at this moment, and this time the real members of the Bat Family really came.

This scene made Mason clench his fists and call Alfred again.

"Alfred, Nightwing just appeared in Arkham, I can confirm that it is him! Is this arranged by you or Batman?"

"Master Grayson? He didn't inform me that he would come to Gotham!"

Alfred also exclaimed, and it was obvious that the sudden appearance of the young master was not some kind of "suicide tactic" of the Bat Family.

"I will immediately arrange for the Batfighter to rescue."

"Butler" reacted quickly. Mason nodded and hung up the communication. Because of Nightwing's timely intervention, only two of the three helicopters chasing him were left, and one had returned to the asylum.

He can leave safely now.

But Mason hesitated for a few seconds on the motorcycle, and finally drove the car back to the brightly lit Arkham in a large arc.

He had no obligation to save Nightwing.

But he didn't want to leave him behind.

After all, they had fought together before and had some comradery, and although Dick Grayson was fussy, he was indeed a good guy. It was not a pleasant thing to witness such a person die in this chaotic night.

Even if we take a step back, at least the body should be intact when it is brought back, right?