Gotham Presbyterian.

It is the oldest hospital in Gotham City, funded by Wayne Enterprises. It has had a long history of tragedy, but it has survived so hard that it stands to this day. According to Barbara's recollections, this place is one of the most haunted and scary places, and when she was a child, she and her brother James Jr. heard a lot of ghost stories about the hospital, and even came here to play haunted house adventures.

The streets were in chaos, with broken glass shards everywhere and flames burning all over the city. People laughed, poles and baseball bats were pulled, and even the effeminate woman threw herself into the confusion, attacking anyone in sight with her flesh between her fingers.

The chaos reached a climax as the winged knights in black cloaks swept directly above the block. The frantic crowd below yelled and roared at the shadows that passed through the air, as if trying to throw something at him.

It's purgatory on earth.

"I'm approaching the hospital," Roy said through the headset in his helmet, "Did you find the ward number of the first patient?" ”

In Batfighter, Barbara responds, "I hacked into the hospital's system and found the record. I'm going to upload the image to the optical lens of your helmet right now."

After a pause, she said solemnly, "You know that the people inside can't wait to eat you alive, right?" ”

"Yes."

Barbara sighed, "Be careful." ”

"Yes." Roy had approached the edge of a hospital window, "I'm going in." Winged Knight, over. ”

Hanging up the communication, he smashed through the glass and rushed into the hospital hallway with the thick poisonous gas mixed in the air behind him.

The attention of the clowns was drawn one after another. One by one, they approached laughing, brooms and fire extinguishers in their hands, their eyes full of madness and killing.

The entire aisle was filled with poisoned maniacs, but they were scattered now, approaching Roy's location like zombies. In such a narrow aisle, if all these twenty or thirty madmen come up together, even if you have invincible kung fu in the world, you will not be able to exert it.

Without the slightest hesitation, Roy Yang smashed down two smoke bombs in his hand, and the heavy smoke screen was wrapped in poisonous gas and spread rapidly, covering everything in the blink of an eye.

Now the only person who can see clearly in this aisle is Roy with infrared vision.

Before he was dumpling, he sprinted towards the door of his target as fast as he could, punching unreservedly along the way, subduing anyone who stood in his way with the most efficient and swift move. After breaking an unknown number of bones in a row, he finally blasted his way through it with great difficulty, and rushed headlong behind the door.

The moment the door was closed, three or four men reached through the crack in the door with their hands, pulling on the door with all their might to prevent it from closing. Despite his strengthened arms, Roy gritted his teeth and used all his strength to close the door and bolt the door.

The most terrifying thing is not the enemy's fighting skills, or the outnumbered numbers. What's even more terrifying is that the other party is not only numerous, but also loses their minds one by one, and explodes out desperately.

Roy leaned against the door panel that was constantly shaken by the constant blows, and after a slight breath, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw several doctors in surgical uniforms laughing from behind the door of the operating room on the side, holding surgical scissors, scalpels and even saws in their hands.

There is no way to avoid it.

Roy gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and prepared himself for the battle.

On the batplane, Barbara unexpectedly receives a communication from her father, Jim Gordon. It's just that the director had already confirmed his daughter's safety when the incident first broke out, and this time he contacted the bat girl.

"Director Gordon?" Barbara asked.

"Bat Girl? Batman gave me an emergency contact line, but I couldn't reach him. Gordon said, "So I used the spare line that your boyfriend left behind, isn't he here now?" ”

"What boyfriend, how do you know the amount, don't mention this first." Barbara said, "The Winged Knight is now going to the Gotham Elder Courtyard to find the first case of the disease, and see if we can extract antibodies from the patient to make an antidote." ”

"Well, I'm on standby right now. The gas levels here are low, and maybe it's the antidote antibodies that Batman used to give me that work, and I'm not showing signs of infection here for the time being. Gordon sat on the couch with his pistol in his hand and three or four cigarettes in his ashtray, "At least I know you have a plan, and to be honest, it's gratifying." The police have completely collapsed, the streets are completely out of control, and Hell Gotham is basically hell now! Soon the army will lock down this place, and the virus will spread too fast and they can't control it. In the next few hours, if we can't find a cure, they'll isolate the whole city, and they're already working on preparing the wall, like a medieval castle. Now"

At this, he couldn't help but pause.

"Who's there!" He shouted, and as soon as he turned, the muzzle of the gun pointed alarmistly at the closet on one side.

Barbara was startled and hurriedly asked, "Director?" What happened? ”

Gordon didn't respond, but walked slowly to the closet.

"Whoever you are, I hear you there! Three seconds! Get on the ground and "

Before he could finish speaking, the wardrobe popped open, and a purple fist was sent out by the spring, and it slammed firmly on Gordon's cheek.

Gordon snorted and fell to the ground, half of his glasses shattered.

"Director Gordon? Director Gordon!? "Communication is interrupted. Barbara thought about Roy's instructions to her, gritted her teeth, and pulled the joystick to reverse the plane's course and fly towards her father's residence.

Then, she connected to another line.

"Hello? A bat cave? She asked.

A boy's voice with a childish but calm tone soon sounded over there: "This is Robin." ”

"Is Batman here?"

"I'm poisoned, but I should be able to recover in a while."

"Well, time is pressing, we can't afford to wait." Barbara said, "I remember you said you were proficient in physical chemistry when you were a few years old, and now is the time to need them. I need you to test the recipes for all the poisons Batman has made against the Joker and see if you can find the recipes that work. ”

"Got it. What about you and the Winged Knights? ”

"We're trying something else." "I'll get in touch if there's progress." Bat Girl, over. ”

With that, she increased her propulsion power, and the fighter jet spewed out fierce flames towards a Jim Gordon residence. (To be continued.) )