Chapter 642 Mobilizing the Power of the Masses

"have no idea."

The clown said, "I was one of the first people to leave, and the ones who left with me were Fire Dog and Butcher."

"Farke."

Hearing this, Bill couldn't help but curse.

There are two types of super villains in Gotham, one can be locked up in Gotham Prison, and the other will be locked up in Gotham Hospital.

Fire Dog was a severely burned patient, with almost no intact skin on his body.

He likes to set fires everywhere and is a "good partner" of the Gotham Fire Department.

Without him setting fires outside, the fire department's business would be reduced by at least 50%.

Butchers are relatively harmless to humans and animals.

He just likes to kill pigs - with a butcher's knife.

As long as the butcher doesn't get sick, it's safe even for ordinary people.

It's a pity that the butcher's disease treats people like pigs, and it lasts twenty-four hours a day, eight hours of sleeping, eight hours of sharpening the knife, and the remaining eight hours of the disease.

Many of the supervillains in Gotham Hospital mainly "fight alone".

Only a few people, such as the Joker and Quinn, would take on underlings.

They can also become supervillains when fighting alone, proving that they are very capable as individuals.

When Bill thought about facing such a dangerous person, he felt that it was unreasonable not to curse.

In comparison, those gang bosses and crime bosses have relatively weak personal combat capabilities, and they belong to the ranks of ordinary people - probably.

"Where's Quinn? Where is he?" As soon as he entered the hospital, Bill, who was cursing just now, asked unwelcomely.

"I don't know where he is now, but I can take you to his home."

"Home?"

"Of course, when we come back here it's like going home." The clown laughed.

"Stop talking nonsense! Lead the way!" Gordon said.

In the seemingly deserted hospital, several people were walking around.

When you enter the building, the lights are naturally good, and it is quite bright when turned on.

Not long after, several people saw several corpses, including security guards, nurses, and doctors in the hospital.

Following the riot in the hospital, they failed to escape and became corpses here.

"It's still hot."

Bill went up to check and found that the bodies of these people had not yet cooled down.

It turns out that he died not long ago.

The clowns and their VIP wards are all underground.

When I came to the elevator, it was locked and unable to operate.

"You can only take the stairs." The clown walked towards the hidden stairwell. Unfortunately, the downward path was also blocked by an extended iron railing.

There are them up, down, left and right, forming a grid into which only one hand can barely fit.

"Where is the main control room?"

Gordon asked.

The background of Gotham Hospital is very complicated and it is a place outside the law. He has visited very rarely and does not know much about the hospital.

"Here..." The clown was about to take people to the main control room.

Xia Yanzhen took a step forward: "No, I'll open the door."

"you?"

"Well, I have learned kung fu."

Xia Yanzhen stood still, his feet were straight, and a master's demeanor suddenly exuded, making people dare not underestimate him.

He struck out with a palm, and the protruding steel railing broke in large numbers and hit the wall and the ground.

"What kind of skill is this?" Bill's eyes lit up.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms." Xia Yanzhen said.

In fact, it’s just a casual shot, there is no special technique for exerting force.

Pure power, no tricks whatsoever.

"I'm beginning to believe that you are going to be a partner in justice and a nemesis of evil," Bill said.

The clown looked at Xia Yanzhen with a surprised expression, and then frowned randomly.

Don't know what to think.

Gordon was very calm. As a comrade of Nighthawk, he had seen this kind of situation with Nighthawk many times.

Nighthawk Man is the limit of his mortal body and is proficient in various fighting arts, including Chinese Kung Fu.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to deal with those super villains just by relying on super intelligence.

The weapon of criticism is not as good as the weapon of criticism.

Nighthawk's fighting ability ensures that he can criticize the weapons of those super villains.

The clown continued to lead the way, all the way down.

Several people met many mental patients.

These patients wear long hospital gowns with a movable collar in the middle and buttons on both sides.

He looks thin in stature, but he is very aggressive.

It's just that the attack power is too weak.

Not to mention Xia Yanzhen, Gordon and Bill could easily subdue them.

Put these patients back into the ward.

Everyone arrived at Quinn's VIP ward, which covers an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. Except for a small room that is the same as the ward, the rest of the room is like a gym.

"You guys are treated really well." Bill mocked.

"We need to cooperate with the experiment." The clown said with a smile, "The treatment is good, and we can also cooperate with them to draw some blood or something."

"Okay, now go to the control room." Gordon said, "Find the Mad Hatter."

There are monitoring rooms everywhere in the hospital. If you want to find someone, it is actually more suitable to check the monitoring rooms.

It was just because of Bill that Gordon would come here specially to reassure Bill.

Just as he was about to walk back, a rustling sound came.

"mouse?"

Bill felt that the cry was a bit like the "squeak" made by a mouse, but it was amplified and not real. .

"Is this thing coming out too?"

The Joker rarely showed a look of disgust.

At the corner of the front passage, a monster with half of its flesh and blood exposed, half like a human and half like a rat, walked out.

It's called Rat Man.

The origin is unknown, all I know is that one day he suddenly appeared in the sewers of Gotham, which are connected in all directions and can even drive in many places.

Rat people have the same intelligence as humans, their living habits are the same as those of rats, and they occasionally speak some words.

The movements are very flexible and the movement speed is very fast.

In some complex environments, one person can kill a fully armed COP.

The reason why rat men and even clowns are somewhat disgusted is not because of their appearance.

But because it is a pathogen, its blood, saliva, and even body hair and dander are all poisonous.

When the Rat People first came to Gotham, they caused a moderate plague.

In the magically enhanced version of the plague, those infected will not die in the later stages, but will turn into giant humanoid rats.

Plague is highly transmissible, which is why it was only a moderately large-scale epidemic in the end.

It's because even some super villains realize that the Rat Man is on the opposite side of everyone.

A lot of effort was put into catching and killing it.

It was considered a tacit cooperation with Nighthawk, and the rat man was eliminated as quickly as possible.

Nighthawk even violated his bottom line of not killing people and killed him - or in other words, he didn't regard the rat people as human beings.

"Isn't it dead?" Gordon heard that the Rat Man died in the end and his body was cremated.

"How could it die?" The clown laughed, "Many people like such a good thing, so why are you willing to let it die?"

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out, and Xia Yanzhen held two guns and fired at the rat man.

The rat men also started to move.

It is very fast, but just like the clown, it is not faster than the bullet itself, nor is it faster than Xia Yanzhen.

As soon as he started to move, he was beaten to a halt and retreated steadily.

The extremely tough flesh and blood blocked most of the bullet damage without causing more serious injuries.

Gordon and Bill also join in.

They fired, with precise marksmanship, repeatedly hitting the rat man's head.

After five minutes of alternating firing, the gunfire never stopped.

The Rat Man finally fell.

If the body was examined, there would probably be no brains inside the head, just bullets.

"It doesn't look as strong as expected..." Bill said.

"Hehehe."

The Joker laughed, clearly mocking Bill.

If this second-generation hero candidate hadn't controlled the rat man from the beginning, he would have become a living target.

There is simply no way it can be solved so easily.

Even in such a narrow terrain, facing a hail of bullets, it can rush over and tear people into pieces.

"It won't be resurrected, right?" Bill didn't pay attention to the clown's ridicule.

After seeing the clown resurrected, he became a little suspicious.

"Don't look at me. I'm just 10,000 times smarter than you idiots. I'm not omniscient." The clown said, "If you're worried, just burn it."

Bill and Gordon find wine from the paramedic's office.

Carefully pour it on the rat man's body, light it, watch the flames completely engulf it, and quickly leave the place.

The process of going to the control room was very smooth and no additional obstacles were encountered.

In the locked monitoring room, there were actually two security guards hiding here.

When he saw Gordon, he immediately felt like a wanderer returning home, crying bitterly.

Gordon comforted the descendants and asked them to help check the surveillance.

A large number of screens in the monitoring room have gone dark, and many surveillance cameras have been destroyed.

But what everyone wants is just the whereabouts of the Mad Hatter, not the current real-time picture.

With the help of security guards, the Mad Hatter appears on the screen.

This is a thin, short man wearing a top hat.

Because the hat is not too small, I can't see clearly what he looks like.

In fact, you don’t need to see the face clearly, just be able to recognize the hat.

The door of the ward opened on its own, a riot broke out in the hospital, and the Mad Hatter's long-suppressed impulse completely exploded.

After leaving the ward, he found hats everywhere and sewed them onto people's heads.

The most indispensable thing in the hospital is hats - doctors' hats and nurses' hats.

After sewing seven or eight people.

The Mad Hatter was targeted, and after a fight he was defeated and taken away.

And the person who defeated the Mad Hatter and took him away was none other than unconventional wrestler Quinn!

"Oh ho ho."

The clown laughed, "It seems that the muscular man is also eyeing Nighthawk's inheritance! Damn bastard! How dare he! That belongs to me!"

He laughs first and then roars, changing his face so fast that it can be compared to intangible cultural heritage.

The two security guards were startled.

"This is troublesome." Gordon frowned.

Originally, even if the Mad Hatter ran away, it wouldn't be a big problem. He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't commit a crime for a day, and he would definitely leave obvious traces.

Gordon, who represents white, joins forces with the clown, who is black, and it is not difficult to find the whereabouts of the Mad Hatter.

But Quinn is different.

When he is not schizophrenic, he is also a dangerous person with high IQ.

Like the Joker, he also has his own little brother.

He was hiding in search of Nighthawk's legacy, but it was really hard to find him.

"Is it hard to find?"

"It's difficult," Gordon said.

We can only try to follow the path of Little Brother Quinn and see if we can find him. .

"Make it public."

Xia Yanzhen thought for a while and said.

"What?"

Gordon looked at Xia Yanzhen.

"It was originally a secret search, but now Quinn is one step ahead of us and we are lagging behind." Xia Yanzhen said, "We can't be controlled by others, so we overturned the table!"

public!

"Mobilize the power of the masses! Let everyone search for Quinn, the Mad Hatter, and the legacy of Nighthawk!" Xia Yanzhen said.

"good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the clown clapped vigorously, but his posture was inconvenient and the applause was not loud enough. "Where is the applause! Hurry up and applaud!"

He has a flexible way of doing things and principles, and can change them as long as they are interesting.

"Snap, snap, snap!"

The two security guards did not dare to disobey the clown and clapped.