All Worlds Madhouse

Five minutes later, a poor guy wearing a bosozoku jacket desperately stuffed himself under a treatment bed.

It doesn't matter that this person's name is Parker. He may not even be able to remember his own name now.

Moreover, he didn't quite understand what happened in the past 5 minutes. Anyway, by the time he came to his senses, the brothers in front were already piled on the ground.

The reason why he used the word "pile" was that he really couldn't find any other word to describe it, because those people were really piled up at his feet one by one. At that time, he couldn't even distinguish them. Everyone is who they are, after all, he doesn't have time to put them together. He just followed the little bit of instinct he still had, rushed out of the house indiscriminately, and then ran hard along a corridor until he ran to the last room, and then got into what looked like a medical bed. Underneath the same thing, hide yourself.

What happened just now?

How are people outside?

Who is that person?

Why so quiet?

This hidden corner gave Parker an illusory sense of security, so he started to think wildly, and pinched himself to make sure it was all a dream. It must be said that this person has a pretty strong psychological quality.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a slow and leisurely sound of footsteps not far away.

Parker's whole heart was in his throat, and his whole body tensed uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, he clearly heard the door to the room being opened, and then a pair of blood-stained leather shoes slowly came into view. From the white clothes dripping with blood below, he could tell that this was the doctor.

Parker felt a violent spasm in his airway, which made him almost shout out. Fortunately, he used his tenacious willpower to cover his mouth, and no sound was made.

The pair of leather shoes wandered around the room several times, and finally stopped in front of the treatment bed. Parker could clearly smell the sweet smell. The blood on his clothes dripped on the ground, and some of it splashed on his forehead.

Then, he heard a "pop" sound, which was the light sound of a lighter, followed by a prolonged puff of smoke.

He huddled in the corner desperately, covering his mouth tightly with both hands, almost suffocating himself, and his mind was buzzing. Fortunately, the doctor probably found nothing.

His toes turned in the direction of the door, and he was about to lift his legs and walk out.

However, at this moment, God seemed to make a little joke with Parker.

The doctor's lighter was not held firmly and fell to the ground with a bang. Then the lighter slipped out along the blood that had just dripped, and slipped right next to the tip of Parker's nose.

Parker's eyes almost popped out of his head.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the man was obviously stunned for a moment, then turned around, walked towards him, and bent down. A hand covered with blood stretched out and groped in front of his eyes.

At this moment, Parker felt a warmth in his crotch.

Well, he peed

But now he can't control so much. He can only be glad that he wore more clothes today. The fluff on his long johns can absorb enough urine to prevent it from spilling out.

Finally, the man found the lighter, picked it up, and straightened up.

At this moment, Parker seemed to hear hymns being chanted all over the world. He, who had never believed in anything before, swore sincerely from the bottom of his heart that he must be a good person for the rest of his life.

But suddenly, a head suddenly thrust into his sight, and the doctor's eyes stared straight at him.

"Uh-huh--"

A scream that barely sounded like a human being rang through the night sky.

Today was definitely Parker's most unforgettable day. In fact, he had pinched himself no less than twenty times, but the pain told him that this was not a dream.

Now for himself, there is good news and bad news.

The good news is: he's not dead yet.

The bad news: He doesn't know if being alive is a good thing.

At this moment, he was sitting in the doctor's office. Yes, it was the office where he had put on a ferocious face just now. But he never expected that 10 minutes later, the thing he had to consider became how could he How can I keep my crotch from getting so wet without vomiting among the corpses everywhere?

Everybody dies. It doesn't take much experience with street fights to see that, because they become so piecemeal.

But he is alive.

Instead of killing himself, the scary doctor brought himself over and poured himself a cup of tea?

What, he poured himself a cup of tea? .This is so ridiculous, and he even took it.

Although Parker couldn't understand what this was, he definitely didn't dare to run. So, he could only sit there absurdly, holding the tea cup, trying desperately to stop his body from shaking.

Soon, the doctor came in. Perhaps in order to make himself less scared, he very considerately changed into a new white coat.

"Hello, what's your name?"

"Papa papa pa—Parker." He swore that this was really the most fluent thing he could say at this moment.

"Hello, my name is Ziliang." The doctor said, "I'm sorry for turning your companion into this."

"It's okay, we have a normal relationship." Parker replied tremblingly. In fact, he didn't seem to know what he was talking about right now.

Then, he saw the doctor named Ziliang take out a small black notebook from his pocket and opened a page at random.

"So, let me ask a question now." He looked at the notebook and asked: "Are you trying to rescue a few people from a place called Arkham Asylum a few days ago?"

"Yes." Parker responded, and because it was one word, he didn't stutter.

Oh, by the way, this matter is considered a secret in the gang, but for this reason, it doesn't matter whether it is confidential or not.

No one knew what was written in Ziliang's little notebook. In fact, not long ago, it should have had no words on it, but now he seemed to have seen something that made him very happy.

Ziliang smiled: "Great, then did your plan encounter any obstacles, so you only rescued one person and was forced to terminate it?"

"yes."

Ziliang said "yeah" excitedly as if he had won a lottery.

"Very good, then we are partners now." He said.

"Huh?" Parker looked confused. He couldn't follow the other person's thoughts at all. At this moment, he even forgot to shiver.

Ziliang smiled, showing his neat white teeth.

"Because I'm going to help you rob the prison," he said, turning the small notebook over.

Parker saw two lines of crooked words like this.

【Arkham Asylum】

【Death Row Prisoner No. 21】