The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 34 Carnival ([-])

The night is boiling with the roar
The people on the street didn't see what happened, they just watched that old Joey walk towards the gate of Arkham Asylum and in an instant, the entire city wall collapsed.

Everything happened so suddenly, it seemed that the old Joey's fat body just trembled, and the sky fell apart.

How many bombs did he drop?
Is there any internal response for us in the madhouse?
Or is he a weirdo with some black technology?

who cares!
Those people on the street never care about it, because they have their own things to do, they have to shout, get excited, go crazy, go hysterical and rush in with that old fat man This is a moment that will go down in the history of Gotham , "Roman Empire" is going to rush into the Arkham Asylum today and set aside the night!

And that old Joey.
Who cares whether he is an angel or a devil.

Anyway, he's on our side!
The old street began to vibrate, and the dense footsteps and shouts covered the loud noise of the collapse. The black crowd rushed towards the collapsed wall like a stimulant, stepped over the steel bars, and turned over the rocks, like densely packed wild dogs. Enter the city full of fresh meat.

Old Joey fanned the dust in front of him, and was submerged in the shouts. After the knife was chopped, the rust on the surface spread in vain, as if time had been put back for thousands of years, and it was gone again in a blink of an eye. Turned into a dilapidated old butcher knife.

Joey pouted and looked at the rust on the surface of the knife: "Hey, I saved it for more than three months, and it was used up with one knife."

He shrugged and tucked it back into his waist.
"However, these children seem to be quite decent."

He said with a smile.

At the same time, downtown Gotham, Police Headquarters.

Commissioner Gordon didn't have dinner today.

It's not that he's too busy to eat, but that he can't eat.

For some reason, he had no appetite for the whole day, the nerve in his brain that manages hunger was strangled, and he was frightened and anxious for no reason.

It was an extremely ominous premonition. This premonition started from the phone call last night, continued until today, and completely broke out at this moment, as if a voice in his head was roaring, I wanted to tell him what was going to happen, but he couldn't hear clearly at all.

Gordon rubbed his dry eyes. This kind of inexplicable premonition has often appeared since seven or eight years ago. In some major cases, in the process of arresting criminals, for example, a few days ago, he and Ziliang were separated by the bank gate. During the conversation, this kind of voice always sounded faintly. He didn't understand what was wrong with him, and in the end he could only attribute this strange feeling to his own illness.

But today, his premonition was extremely strong, as if he was frantically reminding himself to do something.

However, Gordon still couldn't hear clearly.

So he picked up the bottle again, poured two pills into his mouth, and hoped it would calm his mind.

Suddenly there was a rapid phone ring.

Of course, the ringing of the phone will not change the rhythm, but the moment the sound reaches Director Gordon's ears, he has a premonition that this phone call will change everything about him...whether it is the past or the future.

He picked up the phone in a strange way.

However, before the receiver was close to his ear, he heard crazy shouts coming from inside.

"Help! Help!"

Gordon slammed the phone close to his ear: "What's the matter, what happened?" He barely caught a trace of Warden Quincy Sharp in the panicked voice of the other party.

"We're under attack! Jailbreak! They're coming in!"

There was a series of panicked shouts, and the background was filled with gunshots or bangs.

"Prison robbing? Arkham Asylum?"

The first reaction in Director Gordon's mind was that if this was a prank, then the level of the prank was too low.

Because the Arkham Asylum has been expanded many years ago, it is no longer that ordinary prison, but an extremely strong steel cage. If you say that someone escaped from prison, he will believe it, but if you say that someone robbed the prison, haha—— It's like making yourself laugh?
How to rob?Are you driving a tank?Even if someone actually fired a tank, it would be impossible to blow up the gate of Arkham Prison.

"boom!"

A gunshot that was close at hand directly burst into Jim Gordon's mind from the receiver, causing his ears to buzz.

The phone on the other end should have been thrown to the ground, there was a series of banging sounds, and then suddenly turned into a dead silent busy tone.

In the sound of "beep", the voice in Director Gordon's mind boiled again!

What the hell is it shouting about? .

at this time
"Chief!" A panicked voice came, and the door of the police office was slammed open, and he saw a police officer standing at the door with a shocked expression on his face: "Crisis alert, from Arkham Asylum!"

Inside the madhouse.

This place seems to have been filled with gunshots and shouts, making it extremely chaotic.

There are too many people in the "Roman Empire", almost several times the number of guards. As a prison, Arkham Asylum cannot have so many full-time combatants. Most of the police here are prison guards.

So after the gate was chopped open, the "Roman Empire" demonstrated their terrifying strength as the most powerful gang in Gotham in a real frontal battle. They almost devoured everything they passed like locusts. Quickly occupied all positions.

At the end of a corridor, an iron door was kicked open.

A prison guard was pushed in, and behind him was the tall figure of Old Joey and a group of vicious gangsters.

"Brother, I think it's necessary for me to remind you that Old Joey doesn't like to take too many turns, so you'd better let me see the door number of the confinement room quickly." Joey muttered unwillingly, for For him, the roads here are too narrow, and they are all about the same length, so he lost his way about a few minutes ago.

"It's almost here!" The guard responded tremblingly, and then quickly accelerated his pace.

Finally, after turning two more corridors, the lucky prison guard finally brought Joey to the confinement room. In fact, if he turned one more corner, the old Joey would chop him up as fodder.

"That's it," said the guard, trembling.

Old Joey looked at the closed iron gate in front of him, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he raised the knife at his waist.

At this moment, the knife was already full of rust, so Joey riveted all his strength and chopped the lock of the confinement room "dang dang dang".

Then, he tugged on the handle, and with the screeching sound of the door hinge, a ray of light shone into the dark confinement room.

The people around all stretched their necks, wanting to see what the man who collapsed the gate of Arkham Asylum looked like the person he kept talking about.
Immediately afterwards, they saw two demon-like scarlet blood eyes slowly opening in the darkness where the light did not shine.

A ghastly terror rushed out of the door!

At this moment, almost everyone stopped breathing subconsciously, the blood in their hearts surged fiercely into their brains, the swollen blood vessels rubbed against their eardrums, and the hissing sound was like whispers from hell.

fear
What was even more frightening was that the pair of scarlet eyes stood up, and the evil ghost of hell got up, and slowly walked towards him from the darkness.

People felt that their throats were being choked, and they felt a dying breath staring at them. Their bodies retreated uncontrollably, and several people in the front row directly fell to the ground, trembling.

Finally, the fear in the darkness came out.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

Because it's not some fang-toothed demon at all.
It was a scruffy, thin man with messy hair.

He obviously just woke up, while scratching his head, he yawned indistinctly.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh what time is it?"

(End of this chapter)