The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 32 Carnival ([-])

Maybe many years later, Mr. Falcone will realize that the two most admirable things he has done in his life are
First: Got drunk that year and got into a fight with Bruce Wayne's father.

Second: let a punk named Parker lead the "Roman Empire" to capture the Arkham Asylum.

Both of these things were almost insane. The only difference was that the fight with Mr. Thomas Wayne was due to the effect of alcohol, while the trust in Old Joey and Parker was just based on a kind of intuition.

The sun in Gotham City went down again, and the gorgeous lights snickered and rushed into the night, trying to use the light to attract people's withered eyes, and hide the ugly things in the shadows by the way.

People who have lived in Gotham City for a long time will always develop a very keen intuition, or in other words, naive guys with insufficient intuition will not be able to live in this city for too long.

In short, under this kind of natural selection, the citizens of Gotham seem to have the ability to smell the dangerous breath in the night wind, so the streets today are extraordinarily deserted.

Except for the people of the "Roman Empire", they put on the most solemn or fierce clothes, picked up the most convenient guy, and dug out their most precious things from the closet, which may be the necklace of the dead brother, or It was a pocket watch of my father who was in prison.Anyway, they dressed themselves up with incomparable glory, just like Roman soldiers before the war.

It's hard to imagine why the punks who make a living doing evil have such honorable emotions.

Ordinary people of course have no way to understand, because they don't live in Gotham, so naturally they can't understand the blurred line between light and darkness in the "City of Sin", and they can't understand the deadly cold that light brings to people, and the darkness in the dark. Hot tea and warm blankets.

Therefore, tonight is destined to be a carnival that belongs to Gotham City, for freedom, for justice or evil, for money, or for any shit. In short, tonight is going to be the most glorious moment in the lives of the people of the Roman Empire. They want To capture the most fortified and strongest city in Gotham - Arkham Asylum.

They closed the door of the small monthly rental house, walked out of the dark alley, walked to the street against the darkness, gathered together, solemnly greeted this night that belonged to them.

However, you may not believe it. In such a heroic carnival night, everyone has one question, that is.
"Fuck, are we going to push Arkham Asylum?"

"Yeah, it sounds pretty cool, but how do we push it?"

"I don't know! You don't know either?"

"Fuck? I don't know either? But I heard that another guy named Parker will lead us."

"Who is Parker?"

"I do not know?"

Well, no one knows how the carnival will go on tonight, but this does not prevent the confidence and glory from squeezing the hearts of these young people, because they are just a spoonful of water in the torrent, they don't need to know, they just need to gather together Together, wait for someone to point out the direction for them, and then rush over violently, overturning those who are pointing fingers at them, or who are about to point fingers at them, that's enough.

It's like those low-level characters who never have a name in the story, but surround the whole story.

And on this night, the worst person should be Parker.

He was driving a seemingly ordinary car on the way to Arkham Asylum.This car is Falcone's car, as everyone in 'Roman Empire' knows.

And tonight, this car belongs to Parker.

"I said, let's drive more slowly, I'm a little dizzy." Old Joey said while sitting on the back seat, holding his seat reluctantly.

With a mournful face, Parker had to slow down the speed of the car again. In fact, he felt that throwing the car on the side of the road and walking might be faster than this.

"Mr. Joy, I don't doubt your ability, but what are you going to do in a while?"

Joey swayed: "Ah? Are you asking how to pick up Ziliang?"

"This. That's what it means."

"Haha—Of course I have my plan!" Joey laughed and said, "Ziliang always said that I don't use my brain. Today I'm going to show him how effective Old Joey's plan is!"

These words are magnificent, but Parker has an extremely bad premonition in his heart.

"So... what's the plan?" he asked.

"Hmph!" Old Joey sat up straight formally: "I'll open the gate of that madhouse first, let's rush in, I'll go ahead, you guys follow!"

"Oh, that's it." Parker said, and opened the car window to let the night wind blow in, so as to calm himself down. He really didn't want to ask old Joey any more questions. A test of his own, the result must be over.

An hour later, Parker drove the car to the pre-arranged meeting point. Since Joey was too strict on the speed of the car, when he arrived, all the rest of the people were present.

This is a small road on the outskirts of the city, leading to only one place in Arkham Asylum, but since the asylum expanded the road, no one has walked here.

At this moment, the entire road is crowded with dense crowds. Although the Arkham Asylum is not far from the end of the road, because this is a bend, the sight is blocked by trees, and they cannot see each other.

Seeing Falcone's car stop, people on both sides of the road looked sideways, Parker suppressed the trembling in his body, and told himself that the matter had come to this point, even if he wanted to drive the ducks to the shelves, he could only try his best to stay in the car. Don't be so ugly on the shelf.

He took a deep breath and pushed open the car door. At this moment, the night wind blew past, patted his face, and got into his sleeves. Parker faced the hundreds of people in front of him, his body was still trembling, and his heart was still flustered, but he It seems that this scene is not as terrible as imagined.

This is a very strange feeling, as if a person will never know what it tastes like if he doesn't eat it, and he will never know where he will go if he doesn't take a step. In a trance, he seems to understand why Falconi's father would hand over the entire Roman Empire to his children so easily, and he understood why Mr. Falconi would let himself lead the operation tonight.

If you think you can't, it may just be that you haven't experienced it yet.
"Hi! Can you drag me out first!" Old Joey's voice sounded behind him.

Parker suddenly recovered from his emotions, quickly opened the rear door, and pulled Joey out.

"Haha—Hello everyone!" Joey finally stood up straight, smiled and waved to the dense crowd in front of him.

Parker is extremely embarrassed now, because everyone is looking at him and Joey, but he doesn't know what to say. Could it be that he told this group of people that he is just a little bastard, and this old Joey will go there soon? The gate of the Arkham Asylum was chopped open, let's just go in and smash it, loot it and burn it?
Even if this is an acting line, he still feels a little unspeakable.

Fortunately, Old Joey didn't seem to realize the embarrassment at the moment, he lifted his belt.

"Then everyone will follow up later, don't stay too far away from me."

He simply said this, and then turned around and walked towards the end of the road.

The night wind blew on his fat body, Parker saw him scratching his shoulder, and then drew the knife from his waist.Holding it in my hand, under the moonlight, the mottled rust began to fall off.
(End of this chapter)