All Worlds Madhouse

Soon, the phone was picked up.

"Hello, your hostages are safe. Are you satisfied with my promise?" Ziliang's voice came over.

"Very good, you are a criminal who keeps your word." Gordon said, and the word "criminal" was specially emphasized: "So I give you a chance to choose. One is to surrender on your own, and the other is that we rush Go in and help you surrender.”

"I don't want to choose either of these options, and I haven't finished speaking yet." Ziliang said: "I released the hostages as promised, but you didn't follow the rules. As soon as the last hostage walked out, you couldn't wait to release the hostages. Everyone was picked up, and you also sent so many people to ambush nearby!”

"Of course, you are a criminal and I am a policeman. This is what I should do." Gordon said, and then, as if to verify what he said, he shouted without hesitation: "Action, get that bastard!" come out!"

After receiving the order, the combat team members immediately rushed in with their shields on their backs.

"You have to pay for this." Ziliang said lightly.

"Oh? Okay, for example? Do you want to fight 20 heavily armed riot police by yourself?"

"If you insist on saying that...? Hahahaha——" Ziliang suddenly laughed.

At the same time, the combat team had already rushed into the bank. The area inside was not large, so they could almost directly determine where people could hide. Then everyone gathered around a counter with guns in hand.

And behind the counter.

They actually found the man in the white coat.

Director Gordon was holding a phone in one hand and a telescope in the other. He could clearly see the tactical team members surrounding the counter, and in the headphones he was wearing, orders from his subordinates rang out: "Put down the gun! Raise the gun!" Get started! You're already surrounded!"

At this moment, Gordon thought everything was over, and there was even a smile on his lips.

But the next scene is...

The police officers who rushed in seemed to have discovered something, because the man in the white coat did not have a gun at all, and he was being tied up with tape on his mouth. One of them reacted quickly and hurried forward to tear it open. Tape.

"I'm not a kidnapper! I'm a security guard here, I have documents, and I'm injured!" The man in the white coat yelled desperately, and kept gesturing to his legs.

A police officer opened his white coat with the tip of a gun and found that the man's leg was being bandaged. Blood had already penetrated the bandage and was still dripping out.

All these words reached Director Gordon's ears through the intercom, and he froze on the spot.

At this moment, Ziliang's laughter on the phone had just ended: "Oh, by the way, I have to tell you that the numbers hanging on the chests of the hostages are not to remind you of the number of people. They are a countdown."

"Countdown?" Director Gordon's mind buzzed.

at the same time!

"Report to the director! There is a suitcase here! There is a piece of paper on it!" the riot police officer reported through the intercom: "0 is written on it."

Director Gordon suddenly realized something. His eyes were broken, and he started yelling into the headset of the intercom: "Get out! That's a bomb! A bomb!"

The riot police officers in the bank suddenly panicked. They almost subconsciously ran out of the bank. Only a few people who were still very professional could remember that they needed to take the hostages out, but it was impossible at this time. They took the time to set up the hostage, so they directly grabbed the arm and collar of the security guard in a white coat, and ran frantically outside the bank using a "drag" method.

Among the crowd where Gordon was, the word "bomb" also made everyone present panic. The fear of the hostages who were still huddled aside and had not had time to loosen their bonds was once again ignited, and the scene fell into chaos again in an instant. Confused.

And in the midst of this chaos.

An ambulance at the very back of the crowd had already driven onto the road.

Among the ambulances, the injured man in police uniform who was the first to come out had already knocked out a doctor and a driver in the car and threw them casually in the trunk. He hung up. The phone was thrown aside casually.

"Hey, it's really troublesome." Ziliang muttered weakly.

It is indeed very troublesome. In fact, according to Ziliang's lazy character, he will not rob a bank when he has nothing to do, but there is no other way. After all, if you want to attract the attention of the police, robbing a bank is undoubtedly the fastest way.

And he did this just because he wanted to enter "Arkham Asylum".

Of course, "Arkham Asylum" is not something anyone can enter if they want to, because if it is just some very ordinary bank robbery, such as holding a gun and wearing stockings, shouting at the crowd, it will be very difficult. Unfortunately, in the simple city of Gotham, you can only be considered the lowest level criminal, which is almost equivalent to robbing elementary school students of their pocket money on the way home from school in other cities. The most the police can do is lock you up in the police station. Well, people are too lazy to pay attention to you.

And it would be a pity if you have a muscular body, carry a handful of Gatlings unloaded from the plane, and shoot at the crowd without thinking. Although you are a criminal in the true sense, there are people in Gotham City. There is a place called "Black Gate Prison". After the police catch you, they will most likely send you there and give you a life sentence.

Therefore, if you want to enter "Arkham Asylum", you must have certain characteristics. For example, the most typical one is that you cannot act like a reckless rough guy. You must act gentle, slender, knowledgeable, and at the same time like a spiritual person. Guys with problems, for example, you often have to make deals with the police, play games, trick them, and most importantly, burst into hysterical laughter from time to time. Under these conditions, if there is another big explosion, the police will identify you and identify you as a person qualified to enter Arkham Asylum.

Oh, by the way, speaking of the big explosion, Ziliang’s handbag really contained a bomb. This was what he asked Mr. Falcone for last night. After all, after all, there was nothing left in Ziliang’s handbag. If it happens, it would be a bit too embarrassing.

But Ziliang did not set the detonation time of the bomb just right, but gave the police enough time to evacuate, because if it really killed 20 people at once, there was a high chance that he would be sent to Afghanistan. I was "accidentally" killed by a police officer on the way to Kam Asylum. You know, this is Gotham. Don't think that the police are all law enforcement officers. The only difference between them and criminals is the police badge. That’s all.

"Hey, I've done so much, now I just need to drive slower and wait to be caught." Ziliang muttered.

The words have not yet finished.

There was a loud noise of "Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering explosion not far behind, and the entire bank burst into flames. The cars on the street sounded their sirens, and the crowd on the street suddenly became excited.

In this chaos, Ziliang drove the ambulance slowly and stopped in front of the red light in compliance with traffic rules. He lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"Who is death row prisoner No. 21?"