Chapter 65: Scarecrow
My name is Jonathan Klein, and I'm also known as the Scarecrow.
It's a crazy world for me, always:
Madness on the left, chaos on the right.
For the lunatics of Arkham, they simply don't understand what unity and cooperation are.
Most of the time, even if they work together for a short time, they will soon start killing each other, and then madman after madman will crush himself until the end, all that remains is Gotham's lost potential.
β¦β¦ The Arkham are too easily susceptible to their own arrogance and-
That's why I have to make sure that this time is going to be different.
This time, the scarecrow will be the commander-in-chief.
And as far as I know, a good commander-in-chief will always have a backup plan.
I've been planning this since I was working with the Joker.
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"Oswald! My old friend. You really surprised me. β
The scarecrow gave the penguin man a hug warmly, and then looked at Mayor Carlo, who was tied up with flowers, with a stinky sock in his mouth.
"Woohoo! Woooooooo β
"What a timely gift - for us who are going to conquer the whole city!"
The scarecrow pulled out the dreadful potion and sprayed a large cloud of mist directly into Mayor Caro's face, and the poor creature let out a wail like a dead breath, and simply fainted.
"It's useless to faint."
The scarecrow spoke, fiddling with poor Mayor Carlo, while silently observing the two guys beside the penguin man.
Death shooter, mercenary. He knows. The one next to him was a Cheshire cat, whom he also knew. It makes sense that they are next to the penguins-
This time, the penguins really didn't seem to be playing any tricks.
"Of course, Klein, we're deep partners."
Penguin Man smiled and walked over to Arkham's villains before picking up champagne, "After all, we're all part of Arkham. β
He first poured a few glasses of wine for Poison Ivy and Hallie, greeted them very familiarly, and then saluted them one by one, and the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.
"Victor ......"
The Freeze Man looked at him coldly.
"Don't be so ruthless."
"I don't believe you, Copperpat." The Frozen Man spoke, "Given your many betrayals in the past, do you think I really think I'd really think you'd join our side?" β
"Don't do that, Victor." The scarecrow said: "The penguins are our important partners, give face. β
The freezer directly poured the drink given by the penguin man on the ground, opened the hood, and he let out a breath of cold air, and the drink that had not yet landed instantly froze into ice slag.
A smile appeared on the corner of the penguin's mouth: "It's okay, it's okay. β
He happily walked to the other side:
"Wow, isn't this a clay man......"
"Is there a problem with the other party?" The scarecrow quietly turned around and looked at the manbat.
"Did he attract any of Bane's people?"
The human bat shook his head: "No, Copopat is very honest, except for his two bodyguards, he didn't bring any helpers. Bane's army showed no signs of movement, nor did it attack with any weapons.
Copperpat didn't betray us, and I think he knew that if he did tricks, so many of us would kill him in an instant. β
The scarecrow nodded.
The feast was still going on, the songs were up, the music was playing, and the madmen of Arkham were all together.
The scarecrow raised his glass triumphantly. This is the right way to work with others, and he realizes that his previous choice to work with the Joker was too stupid.
The clown is too strong, and he simply can't control the other party's behavior. It has to be these people, these ordinary Arkham compatriots, who are more deferential, easier to control, and more convenient to persuade than clowns.
But it never occurred to the Scarecrow that they were also weaker, more flawed, and easier to defeat than the Joker......
"My compatriots, respect the end of an era and a new future!"
All hands on a glass together.
And then suddenly.
"Whoa......
Without warning, the Frozen Man howled loudly in the heat of his armor, and he writhed wildly on the ground, the steam of the heat coming out of the cracks in his armor, burning his body and causing him to die.
Immediately after, before the fireflies, the mud-faced man, and the scarecrow could put down their high-raised wine glasses, the companions of Arkham he had recruited lay on the ground almost instantly.
"What's going on, here's ......"
He suddenly looked at the penguin: "Oswald! β
"Catch him!"
He gave orders loudly to the killer crocodile and the poison ivy woman, who were the only ones who didn't get hit.
He cried out loudly, "Catch the penguin, a traitor, he has betrayed us!" β
"Okay." He heard the killer crocodile say this, which made him feel a little relieved. Who did the Penguins turn to? Is it Bane, or is it Batman?
But none of this matters, as long as he catches the other party, he can fully understand it after a good interrogation.
He wanted to give the penguins a taste of what a horror the fear toxin was, the ultimate fearβ
In the next second, he was grabbed by the killer crocodile.
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"Bastard, I want you to catch the penguin man - hell."
He immediately realized the situation.
"I'm sorry, I'm a traitor." The killer crocodile scratched his head and said angrily.
"Me too." Poison Ivy said.
"Of course I am, cute little cotton~" Hallie laughed.
The ventriloquist walked to the side and kicked the frozen man lying on the ground.
Bang!
The soles of his feet kicked off the frozen man's hood with a crisp sound.
"You...... You guys. The scarecrow's voice was a little dull under the linen hood mask: "It's hard to imagine what Bane used to convince you?" β
"Do you still think it's Bane?"
"Not Bane? There is no point in lying, forget it. β
The scarecrow shook his head: "Fortunately, I'm prepared. β
He shouted, "Court of Owls! What about the claws of your promises? β
"The Owl Court didn't promise Talon." Lincoln March emerged from the gloom, his face obscured under a silvery-white mask.
"Although I brought them."
Lincoln March glanced at the Arkham lying on the ground with disgust.
"Jonathan Klein, you have lived up to the expectations of the Owl Court."
"Stop talking nonsense." Scarecrow said.
He looked at the frozen man who was wailing on the ground: "This doesn't look like something a penguin can make at all, but a bit like ...... Kind of like ......"
He looked at the penguin:
"Oswald, who exactly are you working for?"
In fact, Jonathan Klein had already guessed the answer, but he didn't want to believe it, because it didn't match all the behaviors of the person he was familiar with, and he paid too much attention to Bane......
"Hell, Crane, we trusted you, that's why we came to your rally, and you brought in a sedan to invite an inner ghost! You've got to figure something out! β
He heard Dr. Pig-Faced yelling, "My centuries seem to have been attacked by someone outside, and they didn't heed my call-"
Harley Quinn jumped high and attacked the scarecrow first.
The scarecrow repeated, spraying a cloud of mist in her face, but the maniacal laughing woman was unaffected, striking a stick on the table next to the scarecrow who was dodging.
"That's why I hate clowns. You white-skinned lunatics have completely violated pharmacologyβ"
"Watch out, Hallie! We've got to capture him aliveβ" Poison Ivy cried. She carefully conjured a vine and rolled it towards the scarecrow, moving as gently as she could.
"This is an unexpected situation." The scarecrow rolled backwards with agility: "It's a shame that what I originally prepared shouldn't have been able to cope with such a situation. β
"What do you mean?"
The penguin man, who had been standing next to him for a long time, frowned slightly: "What did you prepare?" β