Alfred was very impressed with Russell's ability, as he had defeated his own grandfather, Bruce Wayne.

In Gotham City, there are a lot of people who make Batman deflated by the first fight, under normal circumstances, after Batman is familiar with the routine, he can come up with a few plans and add some small equipment, he can get the field back and easily teach the other party to be a man.

But there are not many people who can make Batman hold his breath, make armor behind closed doors at home, and burst his liver for several nights in a row.

These people, without exception, are top players, and infiltrating Arkham Asylum and avoiding lockdowns is as easy as eating and drinking.

Alfred was even more satisfied with the discovery that Russell's target was to strengthen the healing building, so that he would not have to deal with the informant, who would be able to avoid exposure and continue to lurk inside the enemy.

This wave is stable!

Russell recognized the ability of the suicide squad very much, because he had read the script, and the anti-hero squad that could produce an independent movie would not be much worse.

At the very least, infiltrating an insane asylum shouldn't be a big problem.

It doesn't matter if it's exposed, it just helps him attract a wave of firepower and squeeze out the surplus value.

This wave is stable!

The Suicide Squad recognizes their abilities very much, maybe their teammates are a bunch of pit goods, and they have to prevent them from stabbing in the back when fighting, but they are all experienced veterans in black work such as lurking and assassination.

This wave is stable!

……

Fifteen minutes later, the six members of the suicide squad arrived at the building of the Intensive Care Department, which was an open space for wind, with searchlights from four tall towers and heavily armed guards.

In addition, Arkham has an armed guard on standby, who will be on the scene within three minutes if an intruder or suspicious person is spotted.

This is Harley's intelligence from Harley, the Harley Harley, because of the current Arkham Blood, the intelligence is outdated and no longer accurate.

After discussing it, several people decided to divide into two groups and attack the east and west, and contain the armed guards in other areas.

King Shark is invulnerable and is the best bait, because his brain is not good, and Luis, the Frost Killer, is in charge of directing his actions and cooling him down when necessary.

Black spiders as an additive!

Deadshot, Boomerang Captain George, and Hallie will evacuate as soon as they succeed, and the six of them will decide to meet at the Penguin's bar.

"That's the plan, if there's no doubt about it, I'll shoot the tower's guards, and the three of you will make a move to lure the target away." After Death Shot finished speaking, seeing that there was no objection, he held his breath and began to act.

Draw the gun, aim, and the action is smooth, all in one go!

Rumble!!!

With a loud bang, an orange fireball exploded in the open space of the wind field, and the shock wave hit, George fell to the ground with a flying pounce, looked at the dead shot next to him, and exclaimed: "What kind of gun is this, it is so powerful." ”

Dead shot was silent for three seconds: "Don't be stupid, I haven't shot yet!" ”

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Three more explosions in a row, hearing the screeching siren, Deadshot and George instantly realized that someone had invaded Arkham Asylum, using the same decoy tactics.

The only difference is that in each other's plans, the six of them are decoys.

"Death shooter, you may not believe it, I can probably guess who cheated us."

"It's obvious, but Death Knell underestimates us too much, as long as we don't show up on our stomachs, we won't be taken advantage of by him."

As the words fell, King Shark jumped on the spot, roared a few times, and turned into a humanoid tank to rampage through the wind field, then smashed through a wall and rushed into the distance.

King Shark: Run when you hear the noise, it's a simple plan, don't worry, leave it to me!

“……”x5

The sound of gunfire rang out in his ears, and the figure with a gun approached not far away, and almost the entire Arkham took action, and several people cursed and stood up, chasing the brainless King Shark.

"Perfect cover, worthy of being a professional, I'll look for you next time...... Well, if there's a next time. ”

Russell blended into the darkness and quickly made his way to the Intensive Treatment Department, where he managed to infiltrate the building with the help of the Suicide Squad.

Thirty seconds later, Alfred followed the long route and finished his infiltration, opening the grappling gun and entering the open hallway window on the fourth floor.

Boom!

The rolling over position was perfect, but in the next second, he was knocked down by a punch.

Russell pressed Alfred's head, pressed his whole person to the ground, and sneered: "Little thief, it's okay to pretend to be Batman, you actually use me to find the way, you are so despicable!" ”

I'm mean, so what are you?

"Mourning...... Death knell, we ...... It's my own people......"

Alfred didn't have Bruce's muscular physique, his chest was squeezed and he couldn't breathe, and he struggled to say two sentences.

"Phew, who's with you is your own person."

Russell punched down and knocked the pointed ears on the bat helmet: "Tell me, where did you get the bat suit?" ”

"I did it myself."

"Huh!"

For this kind of bastard who brags and doesn't make drafts, doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see the coffin, Russell has always been ruthless, slammed a few punches, and knocked him unconscious.

He glanced to the left and right, found an empty private room, and threw it in.

"I have to talk to Bruce about this, I helped him maintain the copyright of Batman, to prevent people from using his portrait to do nonsense, and the labor cost is rounded up to 100 million, not too much!"

Russell walked through the corridors, passing through the private rooms, most of which were faintly breathed sick people, unaware that they were Arkham's guards and paramedics, but he could guess that most of them were good people who had been caught.

Russell didn't release them, and until the chaos in Gotham stabilized, it would be safe to stay in a single room.

At the end of the corridor, the iron door of the intensive care unit was violently pried open, and Bruce, who was paralyzed on the bed, opened his eyes, his essence flickered, and said in a deep voice: "Ah Fu, is it you?" ”

With no one answering, Bruce turned his head with great difficulty, and saw Russell in death knell armor.

On the red and black armor, black smoke was covered, there were more dents that had been hit hard, and there were even a few bullet holes, as if they had just stepped down from the battlefield.

For a moment, Bruce's rock-solid cold heart was shaken by an emotion called moving.

"Death Knell, I didn't expect the person who came to save me would be you!"

"Who else can you count on but me?" Russell chuckled and swished twice to cut Bruce's restraint suit.

Bruce propped up his hands and sat on the hospital bed: "How is Gotham doing now, did you meet the Joker when you came in?" ”

"That's right for me to ask, you've disappointed me so much, not long after I went out, Gotham had a big change, and you were sleeping in the hospital room."

Russell shook his head and sneered: "Batman, you have failed the city!" ”

“……”

Bruce didn't want to explain anything, but the pain of broken bones made him take it as a warning, and he swore that he would never be a beauty again next time.

"Let's go, it's time for the bats to go out at night, what are you doing in bed?"

"I'm injured and my spine is ......"

"What!?"

Russell retreated from the door with a bewildered expression, and looked up and down at Bruce, who was slightly depressed in front of him: ", are you broken?" Did Bane do it? ”

Bruce nodded: "Since you know Bane, you must have done an investigation into the things in the city......"

Not really!

Russell hasn't done any research, but the Gotham City Travel Guide is very clear, and the bone massage is looking for Bane, and it is highly recommended and praised by Batman.

"Deathknell, Gotham City is up to you this time, don't you want to prove that you're a superhero?"

Bruce's face was swept away, and he said solemnly: "My body is no longer able to participate in the battle, but I can provide you with intelligence assistance to make you ......"

"No need!"

Russell waved his hand: "A few stinky sweet potato rotten bird eggs, I don't care about them at all, whether they are single-handedly or in a group, it's over." ”

"Uh, I'm afraid not!"

"Because of a dirty bomb?"

"Not a dirty bomb, but ......"

Bruce looked embarrassed and coughed lightly, "I fought with you some time ago and made a set of bat suits specifically to restrain you, I named it the 'Anti-Death Knell Armor', and it has been snatched by Bane. ”

“……”

Russell looked shocked, not shocked by Bruce's hands-on ability, but shocked that the 'Death Knell Armor' was snatched away by Bane.

According to his original plan, Batman was full of confidence and finished his costume change, and after the fight, he was bloodied again and took pictures. Now, Bane took away the 'Anti-Death Knell Armor', and his happiness was directly reduced by half.

Russell lost his soul, his plan did not change quickly, and suddenly a Bane jumped out to help Batman prevent the disaster, who is to reason with this.

"I'm sorry, I'm ...... Warframes are made...... It is ready to be sealed. ”

Bruce didn't know what to say for a while, he understood Russell's current mood, the gap between trust and betrayal was too big, and it could break a person's will in an instant.

He was also easily defeated by Bane because he was betrayed and lost his mind.

Russell sighed: "Alas, forget it, it's just a set of armor...... I'm working hard, and it should be fine. ”

"No, the Warframe's technology is very mature, no matter how hard you try, I'm afraid it will ......," Bruce said halfway, but the meaning was already there.

It's not that I, Batman, look down on you, the armor I made with my own hands, beating you is like beating my son, you can fight as much as you want.

Russell said angrily: "Since the battle armor you made is so good, what other assistance can you provide me?" Do you want to make another set of anti-death knell armors? ”

"I can provide information, my housekeeper Ah Fu was not caught, he is very good at gathering intelligence." Bruce said confidently: "You don't have to use your fists in battle, you can defeat the enemy by analyzing weaknesses based on intelligence and formulating targeted tactics." ”

"I'm not good at what you're talking about, no matter what, I want you to move."

Russell raised his hand and pressed it on Batman's shoulder, unexpectedly, as soon as he ripped off the restraint suit, he saw an oversized diaper, and the sheets were still wet.

Russell: !! (??''????)??

Bruce's face did not change: "The clown's trick, deliberately used to disgust me, is it very bad, isn't it?" ”

"Joker! Are you sure? ”

"Yes, I'm pretty sure!"

(o??????)

Russell smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, for me, for the majority of netizens, the truth is sometimes not important, what we want is a breaking point." ”

Bruce's heart trembled, and he had a vague sense of foreboding, remembering Sheriff Gordon of the police department: "You...... What do you do, calm down, it's not fun. ”

"Huh!"

Russell didn't say anything, sat Bruce against the wall, highlighted the diapers, and the world map on the sheets, and pulled out the digital camera from behind his back.

"Laugh one!"