At dawn, Saber, who had just returned to Gotham, felt a slight pain in his liver.
It was not because he was sick. In fact, anyone who returned from a long journey would feel disgusted when they saw their neatly tidied house covered in blood and the disgusting smell.
Of course, in the eyes of Felicity, who was following behind him with a suitcase, the whole house was covered in a layer of black ash and could be easily cleaned up. However, Saber could see the undead with his eyes. With just a glance, he knew what kind of tragic massacre had taken place here.
This made his already bad mood due to Kevin's disappearance even worse. With a gloomy face, he strode into the villa. Wherever he passed, the undead that looked like they had been bitten by wild beasts would panic and make way for him. They were like a group of cowards who made way for a tiger.
In the end, Cyber walked into the villa and looked around. There was no one around. Even the head maid, Dorothy, had left. He only found a letter on the table. There was a line of words written in beautiful letters on it.
"Saber, Robin … I went to New York to catch the bad guys. Don't worry about me, I'll be back after I've had enough fun! — — Catherine Anne Hawk "
"Bang!"
Seiber slammed his fist on the table, startling Felicity who was curiously observing the house. Seiber gritted his teeth as he said, "You're right.
"Nonsense!"
However, after being angry, he still did what he should do. That was Catherine, his first family in this world. He could not lock the little girl in the dungeon. After all, under his appearance, he had a kind of "doting" toward the people around him that he did not realize. It was not only toward Catherine, but also toward Sergues and the others.
However, this was normal. Every normal living thing had something that they cared about the most. If Saber was a truly cold-blooded person, he would not have been able to control The Devil Gang. After going through so much and going missing for three years, these people were still loyal to him.
Everyone had a scale in their heart. If you could not make the people around you feel at ease, if you could not become an unbreakable wall in front of them, how could you gain their loyalty?
"What's wrong?"
Felicity carefully adjusted her glasses and asked, "Did something bad happen?"
"Phew …"
Saber shook his head. "It's not that bad, just a little troublesome."
After saying that, he made a phone call. After waiting for a few minutes, Robin on the other end of the line picked up the phone.
"Robin, Catherine is gone. She's gone to the messy New York. God knows what she'll encounter there. As her brother, are you just going to let her run around like that?"
Saber's tone had a hint of reproach, but Robin on the other end of the line was silent for a few seconds before she spoke.
"What can I do? Saber, you know Catherine's personality very well. Other than Pops, who can control her? Moreover, she's already 17 years old. She should have her own life. You can't keep her in Gotham in the name of good … She's your sister, not your pet. Besides, she has the ability to protect herself. "
"I've already asked Tian to follow her."
"Tian Beiming?"
Saber pursed his lips and sighed. "Alright, then let her go out and have fun. By the way, what's the matter with the massacre in the villa? Is there anyone in Gotham who dares to challenge The Devil Gang? "
"I've only briefly looked into it."
Robin seemed to be fighting with someone on the other end. The sound of gunshots could be heard clearly, but this did not affect Robin's phone call. After learning the martial arts of the Iron Fist Sect and mastering the way of "Chi", the average villain was no threat to him.
"It seems to be some people who just arrived in Gotham, but I didn't receive any news. I don't know how they crossed over. I'm now on the sea. The opponent is a little difficult to deal with. I'll talk to you later."
"Alright, take care of yourself."
Saber hung up the phone. He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Then, he turned his head to look at the lady in glasses who had started to doze off. He scratched her nose and pointed to the room behind her.
"Go and rest. You can choose any of the rooms here. The guardians will be here soon. They won't disturb you. If you need anything, just call the phone by your bed. Someone will send it over. I'm going out now, we'll talk tomorrow."
Then, he frowned and waved his hand behind him. Scorching flames surged out from his palm like magic. It was like a fire snake. It quickly circled around the hall and devoured the remnant souls.
Felicity was just a normal person. Staying in a place with earthbound spirits for a long time would seriously damage her mental state. Saber did not want the genius he had invited to be tortured into a lunatic. The lady in glasses was not a busybody. Plus, she was indeed very tired. She had rushed back to Gotham overnight by plane. She stood up in a daze, carried her luggage, and walked into the room.
Seiber took a deep breath, opened the window, and jumped out of the window.
A moment later, he rode alone into the famous' attraction 'of Ridnairo Island. It was said to be haunted, Arkham Asylum. The upper three floors were still open for business. An endless stream of mental patients were sent here. However, the lower two floors and the basement of the fifth floor had become a tourist attraction. There were many tourists who came here because of its reputation. Everyone who came here would feel like they were in a real' eerie hell '.
However, these idiots did not know that they were actually using their lives to travel because this place was indeed a small version of hell that was still operating.
Saber walked into the empty hall. There was always a gloomy laughter ringing behind his ears. The deeper he walked, the more the laughter became real. Saber did not even need to look to know that a large group of earthbound spirits was following behind him. However, he did not care. He walked straight to the office on the first floor, turned the door lock, walked into the darkness, and sat on the only chair in front of the old desk.
A moment later, a dim light shone, and a familiar maniacal laughter woke him up. He opened his eyes and saw the clown sitting in front of him. He didn't know what was wrong with the clown, but he was wearing a doctor's white coat on top of his signature purple coat. He even wore a pair of gold-rimmed spectacles that old doctors often wore. He pretended to place his hand on Seber's arm like a traditional Chinese doctor, but he placed it in the wrong place.
Saber did not say a word. He just watched the guy put on a show. After a while, Joker pushed up his glasses with a serious face.
"Hmm, cough cough. Dear patient, it seems that doing bad things has affected your health. Doctor Joker has to regretfully inform you that you do not have much time left. Would you like to book a VIP ward in Arkham Asylum?"
He licked his horrifying red lips. "Who knows, you might be able to regain your health here."
"Oh? I didn't know that Arkham Asylum had this kind of service. To be honest, I really want to see the treatment methods of these scum, but unfortunately … "
Saber shrugged. "I'm a little busy right now, so maybe next time. Alright, villain, let's cut to the chase. I need your help."
The clown threw aside the notebook he was pretending to use with a displeased expression and yawned loudly.
"You're so boring. Much more boring than those idiots who line up every day to deliver their souls. Alright, say it. You're my bro, so I have to help."
"I don't want to be your bro."
Saber lit up a cigarette. "I want to know which idiots have entered the great hell known as Gotham. You should know that a few hours ago, there was a massacre in my yard, and it pissed me off."
"Hmm … Let me guess!"
Joker put his elbows on the table and supported his chin. The two scary scars on his face twitched in excitement. "I'm guessing that the idiots from the Hand are in trouble. How are you going to deal with them? Kill them? Chop off their heads? Burn them? Or … capture them alive? Then torture them? "
"You villain!"
Seiber scolded in disdain, "You're too cruel! Why would I be such a bad person? Besides, can't I choose all of them? So, do you f * cking know where they are or not? "
"Of course, everything that happens in this city can't be hidden from me!"
Joker snorted. "There are four hideouts in Gordan Street in the West District. There are a lot of them, but it's not worth mentioning to you. Oh right, they seem to have been tainted with some kind of special power. It's evil, dark stuff that gives them abilities beyond ordinary people, but the downside is that whether they kill someone or they die, their soul will be sacrificed as a sacrifice. It's too annoying, so I won't be able to collect those fun souls … So, hurry up and kill them all!"
Joker's voice turned sinister when he said the last sentence. The shadow behind him, holding a soul lamp in one hand and a scale in the other, became more and more obvious. Obviously, the arrival of these guys had angered him.
Saber was unmoved.
"If you hate them so much, why don't you do it yourself? Or are you planning to use me? "
He lowered his head slightly. "You're doing something very dangerous, Joker. Now that you're at war with Batman, you probably don't want to get yourself into trouble, right?"
"Hehehe!"
Joker spread his arms exaggeratedly. "What are you talking about? Do you think I'm that stupid? I'm asking you to go because I know something. I'm sure you're willing to pay a lot for this information … Do you still remember what you asked me to find out? About those stones … "
"Hmm?"
Seiber squinted his eyes. It was obvious that Seiber was urging him to reveal the truth, so Joker decided not to hide it anymore. "I've received some information about the rock. Through my friends who should have been burned alive, a rock appeared not too long ago. It should be in New York now, but I'm not sure where exactly it is. I also know that your old rivals are doing something very dangerous."
He sniffed.
"If they succeed, you'll be in big trouble! Real big trouble! "
"New York again?"
Seiber sighed. "It's really a place that I don't like. But very well, I've received your message. I'm going to serve the 'great' Mr. Clown now. How would you like to die? Be burned to death? Or be beheaded? "
Faced with this cruel question, Joker rubbed his nose and thought for a few minutes. Finally, he made up his mind.
"Let them all be hanged. Let's do something more difficult."
"Okay!"
Saber responded, turned around, and walked out of the room. Just as he was about to leave the room, Joker suddenly called out to him.
"Hey, this city won't be peaceful for long."
"Hmm?"
Saber turned his head and looked at Joker with a puzzled expression. "Many people die in this city every day. Look at this place, there's a damned hell here. It's never been peaceful."
"What I'm trying to say is that a storm is brewing, Seiber. A storm that will target this city. However, I can't say too much because I can foresee that the future of this matter will be chaotic."
Joker leaned back in his chair, a gleam of joy flashing in his eyes. "And I like chaos …"
"So you're a lunatic who can't rest in peace even in hell!"
Saber gave him the middle finger and strode away. A moment later, the door in the dark was pushed open. A woman with a hot body, wearing a nurse's uniform, walked into the office with some food and two bottles of wine. She was humming a song and looked happy even though she was walking in hell. She wore light makeup, but her sexy lips were unusually red. Two hearts were drawn on her cheeks, and her silver hair was tied into two ponytails. One side was dyed blue, and the other side was dyed red. If one looked closely, there was a special kind of charm, a kind of crazy attraction.
She knocked on the door and whispered in a sickeningly sweet voice.
"Sweetheart, are you there? I'm here to deliver dinner. "
Joker trembled when he heard this voice. His lower body ached as if he had a disease, but he couldn't refuse. When he turned his head, his face was full of joy.
"Wow, look, my cute Haley Quinn is here again. Come, let me have a good look at you."
Although his face was full of smiles, the bitterness at the corner of his mouth couldn't be concealed. It was a good thing to have a crazy worshipper who was willing to do anything for him, but if something that shouldn't have happened happened, and the other party asked for too much, it would be a very bad thing. Unfortunately, his evil soul couldn't stop himself from seducing a pure soul. So now, the fearless Lord Joker finally had something to worry about.
Joker also encountered a problem that many men would encounter. He was almost drained dry by the woman in front of him who was as charming as poison.
Just as the King of Gotham's Hell was in pain and joy, Saber's Tomahawk motorcycle was approaching the West District of Gotham. He was really unhappy. Kevin, Catherine, and other things were like heavy pressure on him.
He desperately needed … a real release.
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