Only me in the world is normal

Chapter 644
No one suspects that the clown is lying.

Everyone knows that this is a lunatic who is difficult to deduce with common sense.

Others will want to monopolize Nighthawk's legacy, and the Joker will just choose to let Gotham burn because it's fun.

"Fake!"

The clown finds it funny, but there must be many people who don't.

Among them, the person who found it the least interesting was Quin.

"Nighthawk actually left an inheritance! How did you know? He told you when he beat you up?!" In a warehouse in Gotham, Quinn snarled at the Mad Hatter.

Naturally, he also got the news and knew that he had become the target of public criticism.

Conscience of heaven and earth, before getting the news, Quinn really hadn't considered the issue of Nighthawk's legacy.

He found the Mad Hatter and took him away, which had nothing to do with Nighthawk.

It was because before the Mad Hatter was sent to the hospital by Nighthawk this time, he had a conflict with one of Quinn's core subordinates.

The final result was that Kun's subordinates were sewn with hats, not just one, and they were basically useless.

It's not easy among supervillains.

They often clashed with each other, and it was not once or twice that they were beaten bloody - especially the kind of people who had many younger brothers.

Kunn found the Mad Hatter in order to vent his anger on his subordinates.

As the boss, if his subordinates were bullied and couldn't get back their face, where would they save their face?How are you going to hang around outside in the future?

Not everyone is a lunatic like the clown, who can conquer a group of subordinates just by talking.

Unexpectedly, before the news of Nighthawk's legacy came out, Quinn was targeted by a bunch of people before he got angry and talked about using the Mad Hatter to stand up.

"I don't know about Nighthawk's legacy, that lunatic clown is lying!" Facing Quinn's question and casserole-sized fist, the Mad Hatter shouted loudly.

"Ah."

Kunen sneered, "Do you think I will believe you? How about this, you lead me to find the legacy of Nighthawk, and you can just let it go if you disable my subordinates."

"Fack! I really don't know what inheritance!" The Mad Hatter was innocent.

"You don't know, why does the clown say you know?" Quinn punched the Mad Hatter next to the head.

The Mad Hatter was hung up and stuck to the wall.

This punch directly caused cracks to spread on the solid and thick wall.

If it hits a person, the head will inevitably be as fragile as a watermelon dropped to the ground.

The Mad Hatter can't take a few hits either.

"Wait! Let me think about it!" The Mad Hatter recalled for a moment, then thought of something, and cursed, "Fack! Could it be that I know the whereabouts of the legacy because I know the Nighthawk's lair?"

"So that's the case! Then where is his lair!"

Quinn is of course also interested in Nighthawk's legacy.

"How do I know, I lost my memory after being beaten by him! You guys told me!" said the Mad Hatter.

"..."

Quinn didn't speak, but stared at the Mad Hatter.

"If you have a way for me to retrieve my lost memories, I can find Nighthawk's lair, if he hasn't moved." The Mad Hatter said, he didn't want to die yet.

"Wait."

Kun En dropped a sentence and left a few younger brothers to guard.

He also really knows a way to make the Mad Hatter regain his memory. In Gotham, there is a quite famous psychic and fortune-teller who is the guest of many big figures.

Quinn has been in contact with it, and he has some real skills.

There might be a way to unearth the Mad Hatter's hidden memories and get the whereabouts of Nighthawk's lair from him.

It is not that no one has thought of this method before to know where the Nighthawk's lair is.

But neither the psychic, Nighthawk, nor the Mad Hatter are easy to mess with.

Even if they found out about Nighthawk's lair in this way, wouldn't others move?

Not worth the candle.

Now it's different, at least Nighthawk is really dead.

If he hadn't moved, if there was an inheritance in the lair, it would be a huge fortune.

Worth the risk.

Besides, now that Quinn is being watched by everyone, unless he escapes from Gotham, otherwise, he will always have to face people from all sides, so he might as well take the initiative by himself and get it before others do it and exhaust him. Legacy of Nighthawk.

maduo.

A thin, unattractive, middle-aged woman who lives on the border of Gotham's slums and safe zone.

Originally she was safe.

But unexpectedly, the storm of Nighthawk's legacy affected her.

In such a big Gotham, some people want to find the Mad Hatter Kunn, and some people want to find Ma Duo for divination.

Wouldn't it be safer for a psychic to directly divination the location of Nighthawk's legacy than to find Quinn and the Mad Hatter?

A few hours after the news spread.

Ma Duo received an invitation from a certain big shot, asking her to divination where the legacy of Nighthawk was.

Before Ma Duo could refuse, a more direct invitation came.

This time it was not a phone call, but a convoy driving to her door.

Maduo had to accept the latter's invitation.

However, within half an hour of driving out, the convoy was attacked.

The assailant was unknown, and Mado was very lucky to be unhurt.

I was protected by the COP who arrived and escorted to the Gotham Police Station.

Gordon led the team himself. Although it was useless, at least it could stabilize people's hearts.

When the COP convoy arrived halfway, there was another attack.

This time the assailant was just one person, not someone else, the Firedog the Joker mentioned.

Firedog is a person, but not an ordinary person.

His method of setting fire is to transform into a big dog with raging flames.

It's big enough to keep up with a regular SUV.

As for the defense, you can refer to the main battle tank. Except for the weak points such as the eyes, it is difficult for ordinary firearms to hurt the fire dog.

The disadvantage is that the strength is relatively average, and three or five adult men can suppress it.

If you are not afraid of the flames on the fire dog, the hunk can enjoy the fun of beating monsters.

In truth, gunshots and screams sounded together.

The bullet fell on the fire dog, and it didn't have much effect.

Although the fire dog's strength is not high, it has flames on its body, and it rushed straight to the car, forcing COP to abandon the car and run.

Gordon flees with Ma Duo, and Bill is beside him.

There was chaos in the back, and a group of people tried their best to stop the fire dog.

"Xia, Xia, Xia!"

Bill didn't forget to call Xia Yan's real name while running.

It wasn't loud, and he didn't know if he could contact that person in such a chaotic environment.

no solution anymore.

COP can't stop Lianhuogou, Bill can only pin his hopes on Xia Yanzhen.

It's the same sentence - that fierce man who can break the iron railing with a single slap.

After fleeing for a while, Gordon, Maduo, Bill and the four COPs were blocked in an alley.

Ahead is a fire dog that is getting closer.

Behind it is a wall, four or five meters high, which cannot be climbed over at all.

The dense gunfire gradually subsided, and a group of people could not hurt the approaching Fire Dog.

"Tell me! Where is Nighthawk's legacy!"

The low growl of the fire dog formed vague words, which could barely be understood.

"I don't know!" Maduo screamed.

"Divination!"

"What do you think of divination! Divination is not a search bar! It requires prerequisites!" Ma Duo was very angry.

"Roar!"

She was answered by the growl of the Firedog.

A heat wave rushed towards my face, and Ma Duo suddenly became quiet.

Before Fire Dog pressed further, a sound of footsteps came from behind him, heavy and steady.

Fire Dog turned his head abruptly and saw a person approaching.

The man was tall, two meters tall, extremely strong, holding a sharp knife as long as the forearm in his hand, and muttering in his mouth: "Pig, little piggy, pig, little piggy..."

"butcher!"

Fire Dog was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly became extremely vigilant.

How could this lunatic appear here?

And judging by his appearance, he seems to be ill?

"Butcher..." Fire Dog wanted to test it out.

"Pig! Kill the pig!" Suddenly, the whispering butcher looked at the fire dog, his eyes lit up, and he rushed straight up with a knife.

The fire dog jumped up and dodged hurriedly.

His skin can stop a bullet, but not a butcher's knife.

Firedog has seen it with his own eyes. This guy's knife can easily pierce and cut through a ten-centimeter-thick steel plate, just like cutting butter.

Even a utility knife is extremely sharp in the hands of a butcher.

No, as long as it is a knife, there is nothing in the hands of a butcher that cannot be cut.

Huogou remembered that when he was in the hospital, he heard rumors that someone tried a diamond with a butcher, and he still cut the diamond with a knife.

The premise is that the butcher is in the disease stage and treats people as pigs, so his "pig-killing knife" will be so powerful.

A butcher who doesn't get sick has an ordinary knife in his hand.

Now the butcher is clearly sick.

Fire Dog didn't dare to touch his knife.

The butcher was a little dissatisfied that he didn't stab the fire dog to death, but he quickly turned his attention to Gordon and the others.

"pig……"

"boom!"

Bill drew his last spare and shot the butcher.

The butcher's right hand holding the knife turned into an afterimage, and there was a crisp sound.

The bullet was precisely split in half by him and landed on the spot.

"Fuck!" Bill yelled. "Is this a human?"

Only now does he have a clear idea of ​​Gotham's supervillains.

These guys are not human at all!

Those who will be resurrected, those who will turn into flame dogs, those who can chop bullets with knives, and those who will spread the plague virus, among them, Kun En is like a normal person!

At this moment, the wall behind suddenly collapsed.

The broken pieces came down, knocking Bill and the others to the ground.

Bill was dizzy and almost passed out. In the expanding black vision, he saw a pair of feet appear, and then a big hand randomly pushed aside some gravel, and grabbed the unconscious Ma Duo.

"Queen!"

Firedog's growl was still indistinct, but Bill caught it.

Quinn!

He thought he would hide, but he appeared on his own initiative!
"Guns! Guns!"

Bill fumbled frantically with his unpressed right hand.

Finally, he touched the gun that had fallen to the ground.

But at this time, Kun En had already grabbed Ma Duo and left, and Fire Dog chased after him.

But the butcher didn't know why, so he also abandoned the "pig" which was close at hand, and chased it away.

Gordon and others thus saved their lives.

"summer!"

Before completely passing out, Bill held the pistol firmly in his right hand and let out a final growl.

Kunn drove a motorcycle, with Ma Duo, who was seriously injured and comatose, speeding all the way in Gotham.

Firedog and Butcher were both thrown away by him.

But soon there were people from other forces chasing and intercepting him.

After chasing for a while, Kun's younger brother also arrived, and had a fierce "vehicle battle" and gun battle with those people, blocking all the pursuers.

Quinn successfully escaped the pursuers and returned to the warehouse.

The Mad Hatter is still here—although there are only a few younger brothers guarding it, the bones in the hands and feet of the Mad Hatter have all been broken.

Every movement is excruciatingly painful, unable to exert force, unable to escape.

"People are here."

Quinn grinned grimly at the Mad Hatter, "I hope your memory is still hidden deep in your mind."

In the sky above the warehouse, Xia Yanzhen was sitting on Tiamat, holding the observation mirror, secretly observing Kun En and others.

I have to say a word of praise.

Gotham's supervillains are very efficient.

What is an efficient team?

This is a high performance team!
(End of this chapter)