Starting from the heavens to perform the entire League of Legends

In the corner of the restaurant, lift up a square wooden floor, and you can enter the basement that the scarecrow said.

Going down the stairs, the entire basement is arranged as a simple chemical laboratory.

In addition to various test tubes and instruments, it is a huge fear gas manufacturing machine.

Anyway, Lu Wu couldn't understand the working principle of this machine, but he didn't need to understand it. He took out a few cans of poisonous gas the size of a fire extinguisher from the side freezer, and then prepared to leave.

He is only used to deal with Batman alone, and he doesn't need much.

As for the others, Lu Wu himself is the embodiment of fear, and he doesn't even bother to use any poisonous gas.

Holding the silver-gray tank, he walked towards the ground, and saw the scarecrow struggling forward through the small window in the basement for lighting.

Seeing this, the big man couldn't help but smiled, and then walked out of the basement quickly.

After a while, he appeared behind the Scarecrow and asked softly, "My friend, where are you going?"

The scarecrow, who was defenseless, was almost frightened and jumped up on the spot. Fortunately, the broken leg stopped him.

Looking at the villain who was trembling because of nervousness, Lu Wu showed a kind smile.

"Thank you for your help, kind Brian."

"By the way, I brought you a phone from inside, call the doctor quickly, I hope it's still in time."

As he spoke, he threw a mobile phone in front of the scarecrow, and walked towards the black car parked not far away.

After getting in the car, Lu Wu threw a few cans of fear gas into the back row, then started the engine, and drove the car away.

It may be that the start was too fast, the wheels idling a few times, and the raised sand and dust were all splashed on the scarecrow's face.

"Bah bah bah, Graves... bah... you're going to die!"

"I will definitely take revenge!"

The furious scarecrow yelled and cursed frantically, then grabbed the phone in front of him and said incoherently:

"You, you, you, you wait."

Unexpectedly, just after pressing a series of numbers, he found that the calling card in the mobile phone had been withdrawn, and there was no signal at all. He broke down and yelled to the sky, and finally threw the phone to pieces as if venting his anger.

On the other side, Lu Wu, who was in a good mood, was walking on the path among the wheat fields, searching for something.

Soon at the pond by the road, I found the figure of my younger brother Roman.

Parking the car slowly on the side of the road, the big man got out of the car and walked towards the pond.

He guessed that the younger brother must have been poisoned by fear gas, so he ran here in a panic, trying to use the water here to wake himself up, but it was useless.

In the end, unable to bear the terrifying phantom, he fell into a coma.

Putting the wet Roman into the car effortlessly, Lu Wu continued to drive the car towards home.

......

The Joker escapes, the day after Batman beat him to death.

One of his thugs attacked the Gotham police station with a bomb, killing several of the few remaining police officers.

After that, the clown who was still unable to move was rescued.

This also indicates that Gotham's police system has completely collapsed, and all the backbone of the department, from Director Gordon to grassroots cadres, have died.

There are only three or two big cats and kittens left, but they all have the idea of ​​quitting.

This made Batman fall into deep self-blame. He just handed over the captured criminals to the police according to his usual habits.

I didn't expect this to happen within half an hour of leaving.

The clown was rescued, Harvey disappeared, and now he only has two sticky notes with addresses in his hand.

Not to mention the kidnapped Rachel, and the missing reactor.

When Bruce thought this was the limit, bad news came from Afu. Lucius, the president of Wayne Group, hadn't come to work for two days.

And the black president, the chief designer of the reactor, also knew the password to open the reactor.

In just a few days, one thing was worse than the other, pressing on Batman like a mountain, making him a little out of breath.

Fortunately, his spirit was tough enough and his body was strong enough to not fall into deep despair.

But the current Batman is like a tight bowstring, which will suddenly break one day, and eventually lead to irreversible consequences.

"call------."

Standing on the rooftop, Bruce Wayne let out a long breath.

The bat lights in front of him are still so bright, and the huge bat pattern in the clouds is still conspicuous, which means that Batman is still guarding this decayed city.

A little hope for those who have believed in Batman so far.

Bruce came to mourn his old friend Gordon. Today was the day of his burial, but he didn't dare to go to the grave because he was afraid of seeing the sad eyes of Gordon's wife and children.

It's afternoon, but the weather in Gotham is dead and raining.

This city usually has a lot of rain, but today's one is especially special. It hits the body and makes people feel an inexplicable sense of calm, as if they are seeing off the chief and the sacrificed policemen.

The Gotham Knight, covered in rain, patted the bat light in front of him, as if saying goodbye to an old friend, and seeming to cheer himself up.

Those villains who have ravaged Gotham, there is no way they can continue to go unpunished!

Turning off the huge spotlights, Batman hurried downstairs, stepped on the majestic Batmobile, and rushed to the first address on the note.

He was not the only one who was also driving on the road. Lu Wu was also driving the car on the way home.

He doesn't rush like Batman, drives steadily, and strictly obeys traffic rules.

While driving, I enjoyed the drizzle.

"This rain, the needle will not poke."

When he got excited, the big man even hummed a ditty.

"My lord revolted in Mangdang, drew his sword and killed snakes all over the world."

"..."

He sang an excerpt from the Peking Opera "Xiao Heyue Chasing Han Xin". Although he had a broken voice, he still sang happily.

I remember when I was in the orphanage when I was a child, Lu Wu had no one to play with him because of his health, so he pestered the dean's mother every day.

The dean's mother is of the older generation and likes to listen to operas, so he listened to them together, and gradually fell in love with operas, and even dreamed of becoming an opera actor.

In addition, he also has a strange habit of always bringing himself into the perspective of the bad guy in the play.

Perhaps because of his miserable childhood and frail body, the young Lu Wu mistakenly believed that only tall, strong and extremely healthy people could become villains.

In his simple little head, he felt that after becoming a bad guy, his body would recover, so that other children would not dare to bully him again.

It's a pity that the fate of those bad guys is generally miserable.

This made Lu Wu slowly extinguish his dream of being an opera actor, and he no longer likes watching operas.

When he grew up, he was sick and didn't really become a bad guy, but he ended up being a bad guy.

A predictably miserable end.

People say that childhood has a great influence on a person's life. Lu Wu thinks it makes sense. The reason why he is what he is now is inseparable from his childhood.

But it seems a bit one-sided to attribute all problems to childhood.

Perhaps in his bones, he was born with a kind of indifferent madness...