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The folk customs are simple and honest in Gotham City, and Arkham is full of talents.

This long-running ballad alone says it all about Gotham, a city of sin. The citizens of Gotham are simple and simple, so simple that theft and robbery have become commonplace. Countless criminals are upright, and they are absolutely unambiguous when they say rob you. The well-known local Arkham Psychiatric Hospital is a holy place for talents.

Arkham is not so much a hospital as it is a super prison, and all kinds of high-tech means are added to this prison. A large number of heinous criminals are imprisoned here every year.

It is no exaggeration to say that any criminal who can control Arkham must be the king of Gotham.

To this day, Arkham has a special visitor: the shareholder of the Stark Corporation, a prestigious mutant, the mechanic Downey.

To be honest, the Warden of Arkham was still very surprised when Downey came to visit. What is this guy doing in Arkham? This kind of prison has turned the faces of countless pampered people, let alone going in, just smelling the sinful stench can make them vomit.

No one knew what Downey's purpose was here, and no one knew what this mechanic who knew nothing about business wanted to join Stark's team. Many speculations were circulating in secret, but few were reliable, and Downey did not disclose it to the outside world at all.

But the warden was all smiles, nodded and bowed to open the door for Downey and the others, with an extremely respectful attitude. It's no wonder that with his attitude, no matter who came, they would have to greet Donnie with a smile on his face. Who would have trouble with money these days?

Not to mention, the Arkham Zone is a notoriously poor place in Gotham. Except for the slums in the old city, the Arkham Zone considers itself the second poorest place, and absolutely no one dares to come out and compete for the first place. Dealing with this group of criminal madmen all day long, the pressure on various public officials is really great, and the terrible thing is that there is no money to be made, which is really hateful. It's rare to have a rich man like Downey, as long as he is not stupid, he will hug him tightly, at least he can have a generous extra money.

"Hey, you are indeed a legendary mechanic. You don't take the usual path. You come to Arkham for sightseeing..."

The following police officers whispered. Little people like them actually don't know much about Downey. Many things are just hearsay. They only know that this guy seems to be very dangerous and should be very strong... But they don't really care, strong? Can it beat Batman? Batman defeated the terrorists who almost destroyed Gotham! The mechanic is just a mutant, can he be so strong?

There are prisons everywhere in Arkham, the terrain is complex, and the monitoring is tight. Layers of guards are patrolling with batons. The facilities in some places are outdated, and the lights on the top flicker, adding a bit of gloom.

Mouse Anderson looked left and right, his brow was sweating, and he walked with trepidation. Arkham usually has too much prestige, and this is a very dangerous zone.

When a prisoner saw someone coming in, he aggressively challenged Downey and laughed wildly. Numerous prisoners followed suit, crying like ghosts and howling like wolves.

"A newcomer is here again, everyone greet him well and give him a welcome ceremony!"

"Come on, little chick, here are big bananas!"

The prisoners clamored.

"Mr. Downey, let's make an agreement. You just wait and see, and leave when you see the person you want to see. Let's not do anything casually..." The warden was still muttering, but the next second he was helpless.

When passing by a prison, an arm suddenly stretched out of the cage, giving Downey a middle finger, accompanied by crazy laughter.

Then the middle finger was snapped off.

Downey pulled the screaming prisoner across the cage, stuffed a bloody severed finger into his mouth, and squeezed his cheek to force him to swallow. The prisoner's eyes were bloodshot, almost protruding. Even at a distance, Downey easily threw the prisoner to the wall. The strength of a thousand catties is no joke.

A huge pool of blood appeared on the wall and spread slowly.

The whole prison fell silent for a moment.

It was as if countless unruly people were strangled by their necks at the same time, rattling but unable to speak. The vicious criminals were dumbfounded. All the curses just now were punched into their stomachs, just like the severed finger just now. Where did this ruthless person come from, killing people in front of the warden without even blinking an eye? And that power...

"Mr. Downey... I will be in trouble if someone dies!" The warden's eyes flickered.

"Let's make a price. It's just one life. Arkham is a place where there are not enough lives?" Downey was expressionless, his eyes like knives slid across one prison after another, and the criminals inside fell silent.

The warden smiled wryly, but the uncle said it lightly. Human lives are worthless in Arkham, but that was a year ago. Since the birth of Batman, Arkham has almost become his backyard, throwing a group of criminals in every now and then, and even chatting with a group of felons about life. If it is found out someday, he, the warden, will be the first to be questioned.

"I'm looking for Klein, Klein the Scarecrow! Not this bunch of bastards. Look at this group of bastards, robbers? Rapists? They're useless! An old man with a kitchen knife is more useful than them!" Downey suddenly raised his voice, his voice was stern, "I'll give you a lot of money to open the back door for me, do you really think my money is easy to get?"

Downey's tone became more and more serious. He wanted to meet Klein before Batman arrived, and then find a way to get him out.

The warden wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and the bitterness at the corner of his mouth became more intense. He didn't understand Klein's usefulness, but felt that the money in his pocket was a little hot. This mutant bears the banner of the Stark Group, and his acting style is still so unscrupulous, without any regard for influence. He knew that Klein was just thrown in by Batman not long ago. He was a strange guy, but was he worthy of Downey's attention?

The warden thought he would be beaten to death by Batman.

A group of people quickened their pace, and under the leadership of the warden, they entered the lowest floor of Arkham Prison. The prisoners here are not criminals who have committed the most heinous crimes, but guys with high IQs. If such people are released easily, the harm will be terrible. Far from being comparable to other criminals.

At the back of the lowest floor, the warden finally stopped and pointed at the dazed handsome young man inside the prison: "He is Klein, a strange guy who was thrown in by Batman not long ago."

Downey stood at the door, looking at the legendary scarecrow through the glass window through the thick iron door. His most important purpose in coming to this city is to find the Dionysus factor, and Klein is currently the most critical clue he can come into contact with.