What does it take to be a supercriminal?

First of all, you have to have a high enough IQ, which is one of the necessary conditions to be able to make a big news and become famous, which of the super criminal organizations do you think has a low IQ?

Then, have enough courage and madness, which is also one of the necessary conditions to make a big news and become famous, you see which of the supercriminals has not been in the Arkham asylum?

Secondly, there must be enough younger brothers, those guys who like to fight alone are pulling the wind, but in the end, which one is either sitting in prison, or directly dying on the spot. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Finally, and the only condition where the lower the better, is the temperance! That's right, it's a festival!

When you see that the limelight is wrong, what else do you think, run! What the? Do you want to fight to the death with the strips and Batman who come to your door? For a nerd like you, we don't accept it from the super criminal organization!

Do you understand an ancient Chinese saying, called to keep a match in, not afraid of no mountain to burn (match burns mountain?) ）？

All in all, as a qualified super criminal, Scarecrow does not lack intelligence, nor madness, nor does he lack a little brother, but his discipline value has always been on the dangerous scale of extreme shortage.

"Now the disparity between the strength of the enemy and the enemy is extremely great," glancing at the few little brothers standing in front of him wearing chemical protective suits and respectfully lined up, the scarecrow turned around and continued to pack up the things on his experimental bench, "Let's shift the strategy." ”

"The Long March?"

"Bang!"

After a gunshot, the mouthy creature fell straight to the floor, blood flowing freely from the muzzle of his head in the hazmat suit.

"I hate people who talk a lot, especially when I first met the clown." Under the frightened gaze of the younger brothers, the scarecrow put away his gun and continued to work, "Take all the experimental records with me, and destroy all the equipment." ”

"But we don't have any explosives."

"Bang!"

There was another corpse on the ground, but this corpse was a little richer than the guy's expression just now, and he was just stating a fact, why should he be shot?

"Without explosives, don't you smash them with your hands and shoot them with your guns! What do I want you rice buckets for!? ”

Looking at the scarecrow who was in a rage and kept waving the pistol that was pulled out again, the remaining little brothers shrank their heads and scattered, yes, their own bosses have said this, and if they don't do anything, they will estimate that the next one to lie down will be themselves.

"Bang!" A third gunshot rang out in the makeshift experimental area on the second floor.

"I'm sorry, I went off." Looking at the little brother who was shot in the back and was lying on the experimental operation board not far away, the scarecrow explained lightly.

A few minutes later, the younger brothers finally completed the task that the scarecrow had given them, and at this time there was no more complete equipment in the temporary laboratory, and even the cultivation tank was cut with two large sparks of electric sparks with firefighting suits.

"You're really geniuses." Looking at the laboratory full of electric sparks, the corners of the scarecrow's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, it was a miracle that these dangerous instruments had not exploded until now!

"Wait, explosion?" A bright light suddenly flashed in front of the scarecrow's eyes, and then he laughed darkly, "Yes, how about leaving like this, you have to leave some surprises for the group of people outside." ”

"Gasoline!" Just when the younger brothers thought they could finally leave this hellish place, the scarecrow suddenly spoke again, "Pour those cans of gasoline into here for me!" ”

The younger brothers were stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly dumped all the cans of gasoline that had been used to supply the gasoline generator to generate electricity on the floor.

Looking at the laboratory filled with the smell of gasoline and the busy little brothers, the scarecrow who had already reached the safe passage nodded with satisfaction.

"Dang!" As if by magic, he pulled out a windproof lighter and lit it on fire, the flame, which was faint because of the lack of oil, trembled slightly in the wind.

"Fire can drive away the cold, but it can also bring fear." Looking at the faint flame in his hand, the scarecrow's mouth opened an ugly arc, "I'll be back, Hank, and that damn boy." ”

"Boss ......" At the same time, a young brother who was dumping gasoline also saw the scarecrow who was standing at the door of the safe passage and muttering to the windproof lighter in his hand.

A chill suddenly rushed from the soles of his feet to his head, and he had always had a deep fear of this moody and cruel boss, for fear that if he was upset, he would collapse or throw himself into the gas chamber for experiments.

Now he let himself pour gasoline here, and he did it, but when it was almost done, his boss was playing with fire at the door of the safe passage!

"Oh?" The scarecrow looked up in surprise and glanced at the little brother who was staring at the lighter in his hand motionless, "How is it?" Isn't this thing particularly beautiful? ”

The little brother trembled and nodded slowly, for fear that the boss would be angry and light the gasoline all over the ground under his feet.

"Speaking of which, this gadget has a history." Seemingly not seeing the frightened expression on the younger brother's face, the scarecrow looked at the still burning lighter and said slowly, "This is a limited edition lighter that was given to me by a professor when my paper on "Research on Human Fear" was published. ”

"Are you scared?" He lifted the lighter in front of him, "Why be afraid, it's just a lighter, don't you usually use this thing to light a cigarette?" ”

"Right...... ......" The little brother nodded frantically, he had probably guessed what this boss was going to do, but his body was as heavy as cement, and he couldn't raise any strength to resist.

"Do you want to resist but can't move?" The scarecrow chuckled, "That's the power of fear, what a fascinating thing." ”

"Rest assured, after a while, you will never feel fear again, but it may be a little more painful." The scarecrow shrugged, "Still, it's nothing, right. ”

"Don't, don't!" Under the heart-rending cries of the younger brother and the horrified gaze of the other younger brothers who had been attracted to their attention, the scarecrow gently threw the windproof light machine in his hand on the gasoline-filled floor.

......In an instant, the entire second floor of the police station was engulfed by raging flames, and the flames even broke through the windows on the second floor and rose into the sky.

After glancing at the little brothers who were screaming and struggling wildly in the flames, the scarecrow walked down the safe passage without looking back.

"You're too much of a problem, just stay here."