It's a pig-killing knife.

Just by listening to the name, you can roughly paint the image in your mind, with a thick back, a flat face, a blade cut and its curved arc, and finally merge with the back to form a not-so-sharp tip.

It is this image that gives this knife a very stupid, stupid, round and chubby feeling. It's not as thick and domineering as the Kaifeng knife commonly used by street gangsters, and it's not as sharp and dangerous as the jumping blade dagger, because the pig-killing knife has always looked like this...... It seems that it can only be used to chop pork on the chopping board, chopping those annoying pork bones......

Yes, there seems to be only one way to use this kind of knife, and that is "chopping", which is to smash the blade into the closest thing to him with all his strength...... It's that simple.

So old Joey liked this knife very much, so ...... Back then, he carried this knife and chopped open the door of the Forgotten Sacrifice Hall, chopped open the Hongqiao, chopped the road from heaven to the world, and all the nasty guys who stood in his way on the way.

You may not believe it, but old Joey is a poor "man" who was alive and still ...... after death The first time he felt happiness before and after his death was when he saw a guy with a cigarette in his mouth.

The guy looked thin and decadent, with unkempt hair and a pair of heavy dark circles.

He stood on the shore of the sea of blood that day, the tide washing over his trouser legs...... The man slouched in his pocket and said to himself, "Do you want to get out of here?" ”

Old Joy couldn't speak at that time, so he could only follow his will and shake his head...... He could only shake his head, and the endless slavery made him unable to think of any "escape".

And the man laughed, and he threw the cigarette butt into the sea of blood, and the fire reflected the dome of heaven red.

And just like that, he escaped with himself.

He took himself to a tavern where he met a man who called himself a "bartender", who gave himself a body, a name, and a cute little pig.

Old Joey loved the pig...... So he's thankful for this guy.

Oh, by the way, this guy's name is Ziliang.

Of course...... It didn't take long for old Joey to use his extremely "smart" brain to discover that this bastard named Ziliang didn't rescue himself out of kindness at all, he just wanted to pull himself onto a thief ship.

But old Joy Yi didn't care about this, after all, he felt that Ziliang was quite good in addition to being lazy, smoking, black-mouthed, under-beaten, bad personality, bad temper, insidious and cunning, not liking to tidy up the house, and always saying that he was stupid.

Therefore, Old Joy was happy to follow Ziliang and travel through countless planes to find those scattered "shards of sin...... At the same time, it is also a drop-by...... It's really just a matter of stopping by and looking for some feed that can change the taste of your pigs.

So, in order to be able to find feed...... Oh, no, for the sake of the strong friendship between Old Joey and Ziliang, he took out the knife again at this moment.

I habitually hummed the song again

......

"My time of death is near.

Buckets of blood splattered from my enemies, creating an ocean.

I must now cross this sea in a boat made of their bones.

My sails are their skin.

It was their last breath that blew the sails.

I will gaze at the sea and tell my story, for I will eventually receive mercy and forgiveness.

I await the order to put me to death, I don't expect anything.

Until everything is lost.

Until death. “

......

......

Old Joey snorted and walked towards Arkham Asylum.

Only then did he realize that although this place was called a "madhouse", it was not a madhouse at all...... It's as if the place he used to stay in was called "heaven", but it wasn't heaven.

There are towering walls, huge searchlights, a rambo-covered power grid, a dense array of tower posts, and massive iron gates as wide as bomb shelters.

Since its expansion many years ago, it has become an impermeable fortress.

In front of the giant iron door, old Joey scratched his bare head.

"Zizi-" A burst of electricity sounded from the loudspeaker overhead, "Please show your ID." ”

The voice of the officer on duty came, and the surveillance system of Arkham Asylum was rotated 24 hours a day, so Old Joey had just walked to the door and was already caught by the camera...... However, the officer on duty didn't realize what he was about to face, he just asked lightly, after all, this person didn't have any weapons on him...... Except for the knife.

So, the officer on duty is very strange, what is this person doing? What does he do with a knife?

Of course he would be weird...... In fact, not far away, people hiding on the side of the road crowded and looked at this side, and they were very strange, even Parker was strange.

Tonight, only old Joey knows what to expect...... Of course, this is just a very easy thing for him, although this knife has only matched this world for three months, and has only accumulated a little bit of strength, but it should be enough.

So, he raised the knife with ease!

Chop it down!

No one knows how many things old Joey has chopped, in short, this chop seems extremely natural, calm, skillful, and natural, as if old Joey standing in this moonlight should chop something, so that people who see this absurd scene do not have a sense of abruptness.

Extremely fast. Extremely stable. The fat on Old Joey's shoulders swayed cutely with this chop...... The knife chopped through a night wind that had accidentally blew by, chopped through a few rays of moonlight, and chopped onto the huge iron gate that was several stories high.

A loud bang exploded! But before the loud noise could reach people's eardrums, an even greater crack began to rush from the blade, and it spread frantically to the upper and lower ends, and the picture was strangely like an invisible pen, madly drawing a shocking false pattern on the steel.

However, this crack is not fake...... He couldn't be more real. So as the people's minds buzzed with the sound of a huge explosion coming from behind, the crack began to be torn open, and an invisible force turned into a momentary demon, which reached into the crack with its long pointed claws, roared and tore.

The fragile steel could not withstand the devastation at all, and let out a painful hiss, and then cracked, and with it the high walls on both sides, and was affected by the remaining force, and the steel and concrete collapsed in an instant, and then toppled, like a child's stacked blocks being ruthlessly overturned, and the roar opened the night, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

In the midst of the collapse and dust of the sky......

"Haha—old Joey is here!"