Drip, drip.

A car drove along the road, spewing puffs of smoke and dust from the rear of the car.

The city is perennially sunless, the sky is always cloudy, and the eerie Gothic buildings stand tall and glitzy on the surface, but there is dirt hidden in the dark alleys.

This is Gotham City, one of the cities with the highest crime rate in the United States.

The first time Luo Sheng opened his eyes was in a small alley.

He didn't have a penny on him, he was bruised and purple, obviously robbed by someone, and his pocket was cleaner than his face.

His first reaction was.

"This is definitely not my home."

The second reaction is.

"Did I cross over?"

Don't think it's strange that Luo Sheng has this idea, no matter how he says it, he is also a person in 2019, and there are many chaotic novels in this era.

Rebirth and traversal are normal routines.

But yourself, where did this go?

Luo Sheng endured the pain and stood up, looked at it a few times, and felt that this building didn't look like a big Huaxia.

Holding on to the wall, Luo Sheng limped out of the alley.

Outside, there was a smooth road, and countless cars were speeding by, but the style of those cars was not the Volkswagen or Kodak that Rason remembered.

There are not even a few BMW Mercedes Benzes on the bad street.

"Is this the American imperialism of the eighties, or the nineties?"

This is easy for Luo Sheng to see.

The streets are full of Caucasian appearance, with white skin, high nose bridge, blonde hair and brown hair predominantly.

Absolutely no Asian country is like this.

"Then I won't ......"

Seeing a puddle on the side of the road, Luo Sheng limped over and leaned his face over.

The reflection in the water is clearly displayed.

Brown hair, high nose bridge, but indeed black eyes, and with some Asian features.

Is it, a half-breed?

"Stop! Someone help me! The guy snatched my bag. ”

Luo Sheng was still thinking about his appearance, and suddenly a person rushed over next to him, and the gust of wind directly led Luo Sheng to stumble.

"Poof!" Bang.

The water splashed everywhere, and Luo Sheng's whole body was lying in the puddle.

"Me!"

Luo Sheng glared at the person who ran over in the distance, and then followed by three people who ran over together, and stepped directly over him, and the splashes ran directly into his mouth.

"Phew, bah, bah."

Luo Sheng felt disgusting and angry, he couldn't understand what kind of place this was, there were still people robbing on the street, obviously there were two people wearing police uniforms next door, and those two guys didn't care.

Luo Sheng stood up with his feet on the ground.

He felt like he was terrible now, covered in sewage and wounds, hungry, and didn't know what world he had run to.

He knew that the U.S. imperialists were not as safe as Dahuaxia, but there would not be robbers on the streets, and the police would not care about it.

"It won't be ......"

A very bad world appeared in Rasen's brain.

He can vaguely remember that he seemed to be cooking in the kitchen before the crossing, and the mobile phone on one side was playing a TV series with iQiyi on, and then the gas pipe exploded.

The crossing should not come without warning.

If you really travel into a certain world, then this is probably the TV series.

And the name of that TV series seems to be called.

"Gotham City ......, no." Luo Sheng's expression twisted painfully, as if he felt that his stomach hurt a little because of this speculation.

At this time, at the right time, a newspaper floated over, and a puddle of sauce that I don't know if it was cheese or what burger was pasted on Luo Sheng's face.

He wasn't in the mood to care about what was on his face right now, because he knew there must be something in this newspaper that would prove his guess.

The date, the name of the city, or the celebrity or something.

In this way, Luo Sheng unfolded the newspaper with his hands that had stuck to the sewage.

The front page of the newspaper had a headline in the news.

"Mr. and Mrs. Wayne were shot dead in XX Alley last night, and only Bruce Wayne survived."

Luo Sheng whispered out the news headline, and even the tremor in his tone could be heard after reading it.

"Good! Now you don't even have to guess, hahaha! ”

Luo Sheng laughed bitterly on the street.

Should he be so lucky?

People travel to the other world, either to become a slime, or to become the offspring of some awesome character, and the most unfortunate crossing into other genders is acceptable to him, but he came to Gotham.

Anyone who knows a little about the character of Batman knows it.

His hometown of Gotham is definitely not a place to be liked, because there are no strange aliens or superpowered invaders here.

But it's not much better than this kind of place.

High-IQ criminals, madmen, perverts, murderers, and murderers have an astonishing proportion of existence, and any character at the level of a little brother is thrown next door, and most of them may be able to be with Superman for half a day.

If someone like a two-faced man or a clown is sent to the metropolis, maybe Superman won't be able to settle down, and he will directly enter the government's nuclear bomb list.

So the U.S. imperialist government also has a sense of letting these criminals and troublesome missions all rot in Gotham.

In short, I said such a big list, just to show the danger of Gotham.

"Did all the bad luck in my life break out this time?" Luo Sheng muttered to himself depressedly.

That being said, Luo Sheng also knows.

Strictly speaking, in fact, Gotham should be safer now than it will be in the future. It's not much better, though.

But in the face of those crazy people who have no reason and only act according to their own preferences, it is actually not bad to be just gangsters and corrupt cops.

Luo Sheng comforted himself like this for a while.

This is not the Gotham that is full of talents, as long as you don't get too prominent and be a small citizen, the problem should not be big.

"Yes, be an ordinary citizen." Luo Sheng clenched his fists.

"Bang!"

Less than three seconds after Luo Sheng clenched his fists, a gunshot came from the corner of the street and startled him.

For the time being, he couldn't get used to the sound of gunshots.

……

Two days later on a certain street.

A short man in an overcoat and round-framed sunglasses was in front of a newsstand somewhere, holding a newspaper in his hand.

This person is less than 1.7 meters tall, with fair skin, a slight limp on one foot, and a very exaggerated hooked nose, which is easily reminiscent of penguins.

The man's name was Oswald. Chesterfield. Copote is a minion who holds an umbrella for a famous female crime boss, Fishmooney, in a nightclub.

Of course, this person is not famous, and no one will remember him, and even because of his appearance, many people call him a penguin directly.

Cobot looked at the newspaper in his hand.

It is written the hottest news recently.

Speaking of which, what's the hottest news in Gotham lately?

All will probably answer you.

Mr. and Mrs. Wayne were killed.

And what could be more popular news than this?

Gordon, the hero cop, shoots the Wayne murderer.

The bold headline was clearly printed on the newspaper.