All Worlds Madhouse

The sun should have risen, but this damn city is still cold and cold.

The air is filled with evil. You have to breathe the air here to understand this evil. It pulls at the corners of your clothes with its chapped fingers. When you look at it, it hides its sharp fangs. The homeless man is drunk. Falling on the side of the road, behind the magnificent hotel is an alley full of trash cans. But having said that, compared with Gotham a few years ago, this is already pretty good.

A taxi stopped at the corner of the street, and a young man who looked like a gangster got out of the car. He opened the back seat door and pulled out a strong man with a big belly.

"Hey, I hate riding in cars!" Joey said, rubbing his head.

Parker smiled awkwardly. Although he couldn't believe it, during this period of time, he found that this person named Joey seemed to be quite good, very forthright and talkative. Along the way, he taught himself a lot of habits. Of course, Parker basically doesn't understand the knowledge about pigs, but this does not prevent him from changing his view of Joey. It would be better if he didn't always mention the word "feed".

"Where are we going next?" Joey asked.

"Go see Mr. Falconi"

"Mr. Falconi?" Joey put on a puzzled expression again.

"Uh, that's 'Roman,'" Parker said.

"Roman?"

"Okay, just come with me."

"Oh." Old Joey said, following Parker into the luxury hotel in front of him.

Maybe it's because Parker has some reputation in the "Roman Empire" (the name of the gang), or the tattoos on his neck indicate that he is a member of the gang. Anyway, Old Joey followed him and didn't suffer anything along the way. Obstructed, the two soon came to a restaurant.

Mr. Falconi had just finished breakfast and was reading today's newspaper with a cup of tea.

"Good morning, Mr. Falconi." Parker greeted him respectfully, then turned sideways and let out Joey behind him: "This is Joey."

The words just fell

"Haha - long time no see!" He said with a loud smile, then walked a few steps forward in a familiar manner, and sat down on the chair opposite the dining table.

Mr. Falconi was stunned: "Have we met?"

"Uh, no? Oh. Hello, I'm Joey."

Parker was worried about dying at the side. He quickly walked over and said, "Mr. Falconi, do you remember there was a doctor named Ziliang? This is that man's friend."

Mr. Falconi understood immediately. He nodded and looked at Joey again. He seemed to think that this kind of person with a weird image and some mental problems would make sense if he was Ziliang's friend. pass.

"It turns out he is Ziliang's friend." He smiled and said, "I don't know, why did you come to see me?"

"Ah? What's the matter...?" Joey seemed to be in a state of confusion again.

This scene was quite embarrassing, because both parties in the conversation looked at each other with expressions like "Don't you know? I don't know either!"

Parker was caught in the middle and broke into a cold sweat. After a few seconds, he finally seemed to remember something.

"Oh, yes, compass."

"Compass?" Mr. Falconi frowned: "What is a compass?"

"Uh, Compass, I don't know either." Parker looked aggrieved. He really didn't know what "Compass" was. Anyway, Ziliang told him that after meeting Joey, he didn't know what to do, so he just said this word.

"Oh - yes, there is a 'Compass'!" Joey seemed to have a goal all of a sudden. He put his big hand into the pocket of his apron, almost reaching his elbow, and turned around.

Parker was lucky. After all, he was the one who walked out of Ziliang's hospital alive and had seen the world. But Mr. Falconi was stunned immediately, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Joey flipped through it for a long time, and Parker could hear some unknown "clinking" sound coming from the pocket. Finally, he took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket.

"Haha! Found it!" Joey said with a smile, and then carefully opened the paper with his big hands.

Parker and Mr. Falconi unconsciously moved their heads over, trying to see what the "compass" contained in the paper was.

Then they found out.

There is nothing included in the paper.

Mr. Falconi had a look of shock on his face. For a moment, he even felt that the pig butcher was playing a trick on him, so much so that he almost took out his gun and shot the bastard to death.

Fortunately, he didn't, otherwise this plane would have faced the most terrible disaster.

"Okay, let's see what the 'compass' indicates?" Old Joey didn't care at all about the gaze directed at him. He placed the piece of paper that he had torn out from somewhere and smoothed it on the table.

I saw a few lines of words crookedly written on this piece of paper.

【Arkham Asylum】

【Confinement room】

【Ziliang】

Mr. Falconi looked at the so-called 'compass' doubtfully: "Uh, what does this mean?"

Old Joey smiled and said, "Haha, Ziliang is in solitary confinement. This means we are asked to go to Arkham Asylum to rescue him."

Listening to this heartless laughter, Parker's heart was crying. Not to mention what this "compass" was all about, he was wondering how this guy who couldn't even remember a face could get from those few words. I understand this meaning.

Moreover, does he really know where Arkham Asylum is? Could it be that he was just going to hold a knife and go up and chop open the prison door?

Amid the embarrassment, however, Mr. Falconi suddenly calmed down.

Of course he understood how ridiculous what the other party said was, but both Ziliang and Joey gave him a very strange feeling.

When Ziliang appeared in front of him for the first time, he sent someone to check on this strange doctor, but to his surprise, nothing was found. It was as if there had never been anyone in Gotham City. There was no such thing as this person before. Moreover, when Joey was rummaging for things just now, he also saw that it was definitely not an ordinary trick, but a power that he could not understand yet.

So Mr. Falconi thought for a moment.

He had an urgent need to rob the prison, not just to rescue a few people in the gang, but he needed to do something in Arkham Asylum as soon as possible.

The next mayoral election in Gotham City is about to begin. Over the years, Warden Quincy's performance has been extremely brilliant, and everyone knows that he and Commissioner Gordon are just a grasshopper on the same rope. If If Quincy Sharp is successfully elected in this election, then the entire Gotham gang will definitely face a devastating blow, and his own "Roman Empire" will definitely be the worst suppressed.

Therefore, he must cause trouble and give Quincy Sharp a stain on his political performance before the election.

And Arkham Asylum was invaded and a large number of prisoners were released, which is definitely an excellent choice.

Mr. Falconi remained silent. He looked at the fat weirdo in front of him calmly and suddenly smiled.

"Oh, well, Mr. Joy, to tell you the truth, I really want to cause some trouble in Arkham Asylum, and I believe you can help me. But, I have to know what kind of help you want to use. .”

"Haha——" Joey smiled stupidly, pulled out the butcher's knife from his waistband, and compared it: "Use it."