The winged knight's surprise attack caught the gangsters by surprise. When they subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger and shoot at the black shadow, the jammer that was shot on the barrel of the gun was activated at the same moment, and the explosion on the spot swept them to the ground one by one.

Before the gang could recover from the explosion, Roy jumped from the ceiling, landed in the direction of the fall with a punch, and slammed one person's head to the floor, smashing his face against the ground until the floor was dented. Almost at the same time, he swept backwards without looking back, and swept the other to the ground with one leg right on the side of his face.

Before the crowd could even see the shape of the attacking enemy, two of them had already fallen.

A strong man in black armor was the first to grab it, striding in front of Roy, holding an electric baton in each hand, and waving at Roy with a sizzling electric current at the tip.

Roy glanced at him, his brain racing to analyze the results.

Electric batons, bulletproof armor that can absorb the impact force, these should be sophisticated equipment snatched from the hands of the Tiger guards. With such equipment, it looks like this is a boss-level guy.

It's not impossible to fight him head-on, but it's certainly not a wise choice when there are so many enemies. Roy stepped on his feet, leaped into the air, flipped over the head of my baton guy, and shot a zipline in mid-air as he shot headfirst into the air, hooking the guy's ankle.

Roy somersaulted to the ground, his body whirled, and swept the two clowns wielding steel pipes and chains in front of him to the ground with brutal force, and pulled the arm holding the zipline vigorously. The little boss immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground, and Roy jumped again, turned his back and did a backflip, and slammed his foot down in the direction of the spin, smashing right on the leader's head, knocking him in the eye.

The two who were standing a little farther away saw that the situation was not good, and they were very clever not to rush up as sandbags as stupidly as their accomplices, but quickly ran to the weapon box placed on the side of the room, and turned out two new submachine guns, wanting to temporarily replace the magazines in the melee.

But all the details of the entire battle were seen by Roy, and their actions were naturally no exception. They had just touched out the two guns, and before they could replace the magazines, they saw that the guy with the zipline wrapped around his ankle was pulled by Roy's huge force, flew through the air, and knocked the two of them to the ground, and the three of them suddenly fell into a ball, and the violent impact made the two of them also suffer internal injuries of different degrees, and lost their mobility for a while.

The whole process from Roy coming out of the fireplace to the bunch of thugs lying down took less than a minute, and the efficiency was simply staggering.

The frightened female doctor was also dumbfounded at this time. One thing she was sure of was that she had just escaped death.

She breathed a sigh of relief when Roy dealt with the last man who walked towards her.

"Great, I thought it would be nice to see you, Winged Knight."

Roy asked, "You're a doctor?" What are you doing in Arkham City? ”

The doctor said, "I don't know! I was working at the Gotham Hospital of Mercy and suddenly someone covered my mouth from behind and I thought he was using hypnotics or something, and when I woke up, he was already in Arkham City. ”

"What does the Joker want you to do?"

"Heal him of his sickness." The doctor said, "That woman, Hallie Quinn, is like she's crazy." She had brought a large number of doctors here to cure the Joker but it was impossible, something in his blood was slowly killing him, he blamed something called the Titan, and kept talking about his 'Last Laugh'"

At this moment, loud voices rang out from loudspeakers in the four corners of the room, as if enclosing the room from all sides.

"Haha! Winged Knight, you said we all knew each other so well, what else did we see? Ahem," the clown shouted, "if there is any question, just come in and ask, after all, what is there that old friends can't say?" ”

Roy glanced to the second floor and said to the doctor, "You stay here, I'll be back right away." ”

With that, he raised his hand and shot the zipline and leaped up to the second floor.

The door is not locked. Roy pushed the door open, revealing an extremely large room, but dimly lit. A chandelier hung on the top of an unknown number of thoughts, but it was not lit. The only light came from a single window, casting a square of light on the floor.

The Joker's wheelchair is in the center of the room, and he sits on it. Hallie, on the other hand, is like a caring nurse, standing by and waiting to be dispatched at any time.

"It's always exciting to see an old friend cough cough" The clown coughed violently, took two deep breaths and adjusted, asked, "How can I help you?" ”

"Earlier today, Batgirl was captured." Roy asked, "Do you know something?" ”

The clown gasped, made a frightened expression, and covered his mouth with one hand.

However, just when you thought he was about to say something extremely important, he suddenly changed back to the same smile as usual: "I haven't heard of it at all." ”

Roy stepped forward: "If you lie"

The clown spread his hands and made a helpless expression: "Please, although the one who captured you is not called Barbara?" The idea of that redhead girl is appealing anyway, but hey! I really didn't do it? I mean, I'm a clown! Since when do I need to be sneaky? If I kill someone, I'd love to leave all my birthmarks on them so people can recognize them, haha! ”

He has a point. If the Joker doesn't want to admit that it's him, then there's a good chance that it won't be him, and the Joker may be more active than any other prisoner in the world when it comes to admitting crimes.

Roy glared at him coldly for a moment.

All his thoughts are now on Barbara's case, and he has no spare time to dwell on the clown. Besides, I don't know how many hidden tricks the clown has, and the fight with him is endless.

What's more, it doesn't make sense.

"Live your last few days, Joker." Roy turned around and said, "If you get into any more trouble, I'm sure someone will come and make your last days even harder." ”

The clown coughed twice, still smiling, and asked, "Honestly, old man." I'm going to hang up, will you miss me? ”

Roy glanced at him, ignoring him. He raised his hand and smashed down a smoke bomb, and by the time the smoke screen had cleared, the man was gone. (To be continued.) )