"Cut~"

Luo Sheng kicked open the door with an unhappy face and swaggered into Arkham, as if he wanted to vent his unhappiness in this way of letting out his temper as a child.

Walk into Arkham.

The surrounding tones all seem to have changed to dark cool tones.

Of course, in the Gotham TV series, Luo Sheng has not seen a few warm color tones, and even if there is, it has nothing to do with the words warm and sunny.

The Arkham Asylum has a large footprint.

In the Gotham TV series, most of the filming is only in the prison area, the prison cell, the cafeteria and the gate.

The place that Luo Sheng wanted to find was a place where everyone would go, but few people would care.

"Smack!"

A shovel smashed the glass to pieces.

Luo Sheng carefully entered a building with glass slag.

In an instant, a musty and exaggerated smell rushed into his nose, almost making Luo Sheng can't help but spit out his breakfast.

Mistaken!

Luo Sheng roared angrily in his heart, but he could only try to cover his mouth with a cloth and filter out a little of the air that had been blocked in the building for more than two hundred years.

But on the one hand, he is also very happy.

According to normal logic, he should have immediately foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground, and then died of poisoning because no one found out.

This is more logical.

But now he's just disgusting from the stench, is it really because the people who cross are the protagonists......

Luo Sheng thought in his heart.

By the way, the windows along the corridor were all broken to ventilate, and Luo Sheng also checked the places he could choose.

According to the plot of Gotham City.

In less than two days at most, Arkham will announce the official start of the renovation and reopening.

When the time comes, all kinds of criminals will be sent in.

Of course, during this time period.

In fact, there are only a few criminals who really have the ability.

Count on your fingers.

Jerome, Barbara, and ......

Well, no, just Jerome and Barbara.

And what Luo Sheng wants to do this time is to open a hole in an important position in Arkham, so that he can escape at any time if he enters Arkham in the future.

If you come over with another person, you may think that this is too ridiculous.

Who are you when you are?

How do you know that you're going to be locked up in a place like Arkham that specializes in holding talents?

And Luo Sheng's answer is.

"Quite possibly!"

People make mistakes sometimes, just like Otto's fingers were a mistake before.

If this kind of mistake were to happen again, it might be fatal, so Luo Sheng ran to Arkham to open the hole to complete the bet with the crazy chef.

……

His name is Graverwell.

At least now he is called by this name, and as for who it was before, it has nothing to do with him.

To put it mildly, he's a freelancer, and to put it bluntly, he's a killer.

Gotham has big news every day.

But this week's big news was all made by him alone.

Of course, these stories are not about a black man running naked in the streets, but because he killed two congressmen.

And today, he's about to kill the third.

"Knock~"

The lid of the chemical waste bin was removed, and the councillors lying inside struggled to get out.

The black man pressed the other into the bucket with one hand, and stepped forward with the other hand to remove the seal from the other's mouth.

"Me! Hmm ”

Before Mr. Councillor could finish speaking, the black man poured a bucket of gasoline on the other person's body.

"I'm sorry, sir, if I decide how to kill you, I'll shoot you and I won't do all this bells and whistles, but, alas, my clients need a message from your death."

With that, the black man went on to lengthen the traces of gasoline.

"Nope! Help me! I beg you! Me, I promise! Really, you can tell Falcone that my vote can be changed. ”

Obviously, his words did not mean to stop the other party.

Graverwell is just a killer, he just needs to do what his clients tell him to do, and the rest is left alone.

"Goodbye, dear Councillor."

After the black man finished speaking, he lit a match and tried to light the gasoline.

At that moment, there was a sudden loud bang on one side of the wall, and a shovel poked out directly from the other side of the wall.

This stunned the black man.

I saw that the extremely hard shovel stretched out after opening a hole, poked it out again, and so on a few times back and forth, and opened the hole in the wall, which was not very large, to a large hole nearly half a meter high.

Immediately after, a laughing man sprang out of the hole.

"Aha! I dug through! I've finally dug through! Luo Sheng laughed and ran out, and then met the black man's eyes.

The two looked at each other for three seconds.

The match fell, and the flame-lit gasoline extended to the gasoline drum, which was ignited against the backdrop of wailing parliamentarians.

The smell of the meat being burnt mixed with the smell of burnt meat filled the air.

But apparently neither the killer nor Rasheng was interested in this kind of thing.

I don't know why.

Luo Sheng felt that this picture seemed familiar, where had he seen it.

What did he do at the time?

Finished! Forgot!

"Ahem, I didn't see anything, you go on, bye-bye." Rason beckoned to the other party, and then ran out of Arkham with a very nimble pace.

"Bang!"

A bullet almost grazed Luo Sheng's shoulder, bringing a hot and sharp pain.

"! They all said I didn't see it! Endless! ”

No one can be calm in this kind of scene, not even Luo Sheng.

So the decision he made was.

"Run!"

Luo Sheng roared and rushed out, and there were a few more gunshots behind him, but they were all in the air, obviously this person's marksmanship was also average.

Same as mentioned earlier.

Luo Sheng's force value is not very strong, so even if the opponent's bullets have been fired, then he has no interest in running to fight that killer.

"Hey, I woke up, what are you doing?"

"Come out for a night run! Prevent fat accumulation, isn't that okay? ”

"What, you run through the woods of Arkham in the middle of the night? Aha! That's so much fun, isn't it? The crazy chef laughed wildly in Luo Sheng's head, which made his mood very irritable.

Bypassing a few trees, Luo Sheng found a corner and squatted in.

There were no lights in the woods, and Gotham couldn't see much of the moon.

The killer stopped deep in the woods, staring cautiously around.

As everyone knows, in this situation where everyone would be trembling with fright, Luo Sheng was staring at his face with a pair of eyes full of cold light.

The kitchen knife at his waist is held in his hand.

Luo Zheng stood up, approaching the other party little by little, and the corners of his mouth were already unconsciously curled.

He didn't even notice it himself, and he wanted to see the moment when the other party's neck was cut.