After the scarecrow finished speaking, he threw two cylindrical canisters from his hands.

As soon as the tank hit the ground, a dense fog was poured into all directions, which was so thick that it was almost liquid.

Lu Wu, who was located in the center of the living room, bore the brunt of the more foul-smelling mist, and his whole person was tightly wrapped from head to toe.

"Ahem... Cough. ”

"Help, I'm so scared, who can save me."

The continuous coughing and cries for help made the face under the scarecrow's mask smile smugly.

"I thought you were so good, but that's just it."

With that, he jumped out of the attic, but to be on the safe side, he took out a small and delicate pistol from his bosom, and then walked cautiously towards the thick fog.

"Help, help, I'm so scared, which kind person can come and save me."

The big man in the fog was still calling for help, but the scarecrow felt more and more empty in his heart, how could this shout be a little wrong?

If his pace slowed down until he stopped, and then, like crazy, turned around and ran out of the house.

But the next sound made his body tremble involuntarily.

"Where are you going, Crane?"

"Don't rush to leave, sit down and talk, this is your home."

The thick poisonous gas of fear slowly dissipated, and in the shadows, the tall figure was still sitting peacefully on the sofa.

The scarecrow, who was only one step away from the door, had his heart beating violently, his whole body began to sweat inexplicably, and his legs became more and more stiff.

This physiological trait is beyond the brain's control.

As a psychology professor who studies human emotions, he understands that he is trapped in an emotion called 'fear'.

After battling Batman for so many years, he hadn't felt fear from this Gotham Knight, so what's wrong with it today?

Could it be that there is a problem with the gas side of the face, and the poison gas was accidentally inhaled?

As the scarecrow turned over in his heart, only a short moment passed in the outside world, and behind him, he couldn't see, the man slowly got up.

The shiny black shotgun was held securely to his chest, and his fingers were already reaching for the trigger.

"Relax man, it may hurt a little, but only a little."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tongue of fire erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and the scarecrow, who had already run out of the house, fell down the steps of the doorway, and fell heavily into the hard sand.

"Ah————!h

The terrible screams startled a large number of birds in the wheat field.

The scarecrow clung to his bloody ankle and rolled on the ground and wailed, while one of his feet remained on the doorstep.

Lu Wu walked slowly to the door, kicked the broken soles of his feet away, and stood at the door of the room shouting at the top of his voice: "Roman, where is the death of your special mother." ”

"Come over to Lao Tzu!"

As a result, after shouting for a long time, no one responded, so he gritted his teeth and said: "Stinky boy, you know that you are lazy." ”

Then, the big man walked down the steps, came to the scarecrow, and kicked him in the abdomen: "Don't shout, the noisy old man's ears hurt." ”

The scarecrow didn't dare to scream anymore, just hugged the broken leg and kept whimpering in pain.

"I ask you, you should be willing to lend me something now, right?" Lu Wu loosened the tie that was a little strangled, and couldn't help complaining in his heart why Harley tied him so tightly.

I couldn't hear what the scarecrow was saying.

So he bent down slightly and leaned his ear closer: "Huh? What did you just say? ”

“%&%@@#！”

It should be the gas mask on his face, plus the relationship between the injury, the scarecrow's voice is muffled and muffled, and he can't understand what he is saying at all.

Lu Wu forcibly pulled off the gas mask on the scarecrow's face with brute force, and then slapped him his pale face that had lost too much blood, and then scolded angrily: "Be louder, haven't you eaten?" ”

The scarecrow, who was sweating profusely because of the pain, trembled and said, "I'll borrow, I'll borrow, but can you tell me what you want to borrow?" ”

Lu Wu, who was still full of ferocity just now, was obviously stunned, and then immediately changed his face and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm really embarrassed, look at my memory." ”

Then he scratched his head embarrassedly, got up and ran not far away, picked up the broken leg, blew the dust on it, and stuffed it into the scarecrow's hand.

"Brother, I'm really sorry, it's all a misunderstanding."

"There have been a lot of things lately, and it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes, so don't forget to go to your heart."

After hearing these words, the scarecrow's blood instantly surged, and an abnormal flush appeared on his pale face.

If he hadn't lost his gun when he fell down just now, he would have wanted to shoot this bleak face now.

"Oops, my feet."

"I know it's your feet, but isn't that going to pay you back?" Dahan patted him on the back comfortingly, and said shamelessly.

"You!" The scarecrow felt that his eyes were dark, and he quickly closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell do you want, get out of here quickly after taking your things!" ”

Lu Wu was looking at the broken wound at his ankle, and couldn't help but praise himself for his good marksmanship, pointing where to shoot, hearing him speak, he quickly withdrew some divergent thoughts.

"Harm, it's not a precious thing, I just want to borrow some fear gas from you."

"I think the second generation you used just now is good."

The scarecrow couldn't hold back at all when he heard this, and his head tilted and he fainted, and his last thought before he fell unconscious was.

Why did you say it earlier, for the sake of a little poison gas, as for breaking one of my feet?

Five minutes later, he woke up leisurely, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the big man sitting boredly on the steps with his fingers clasped.

In the blink of an eye, the big man had already appeared in front of him, and said with a smile:

"You're awake, the operation was successful!"

"Surgery?" The confused scarecrow subconsciously turned his gaze to his injured leg.

The broken sole of the foot is now firmly tied to the ankle with duct tape, and judging by the thickness of the tape, at least a full roll has been used.

On the surface of the yellow tape is also written a blessing:

"I hope you get well soon."

"—Your forever friend, Graves."

At the end of the sentence, a scribbled smiley face is drawn, but unfortunately it is a marker, so it is black.

The scarecrow could even feel the stinging sensation of fine sand rubbing against the dirt at the ankle wound.

This pain made him completely crazy, his hands shook wildly, grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, and threw it at the big man.

"Poison gas in the basement, get it out of my turf!"

"You devil, don't let me see you again!!"

Lu Wu easily dodged the powerless sand, looked at the crazy scarecrow aggrievedly, and complained: "I don't like smiling faces, I can draw hearts." ”

"What's there to be angry about, the Gotham people have a really bad temper."

With that, he turned and walked into the room, heading to the basement that the scarecrow had said.