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Chapter 434: Night Raid on Arkham, I became Mr. P?

At this time in Arkham Asylum, as gunshots rang out, more and more guards rushed in to stop the seriously ill patients who were trying to escape.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The guards shot at the mentally ill patients who rushed over and tried to attack with tranquilizer guns.

In the chaos, Harley Quinn grabbed the guard's arm and broke it with a "snap".

"Haha, this is crazy! Everyone is playing Prison Break now, but I have to play it alone and I only have one life."

With a "bang", Harley slammed the guard who was trying to catch her nearby to the ground.

“I love this chaos!”

"Oh!"

Harley swung the baseball bat with one hand and hit the guard in front of her hard on the arm.

The guard groaned in pain and was kicked away by Harley.

Although she easily took care of a few guards, as more and more guards arrived, it gradually became more and more difficult for Harry to deal with them.

Seeing that there were more guards, Harley immediately thought of a solution.

She pulled a deck of cards from her pocket.

"Hey, stop, do you want to see Harley's great magic trick?!"

Under the guard's astonished gaze, Harley suddenly stopped fighting and instead showed the guard the prop in her hand - a deck of playing cards.

"Very good, it seems you also want to see my magic. First, I will draw a card for our Mr. Curly!"

Harry looked frantically at the curly-haired guard standing in front of him, slightly stunned.

Before the curly-haired guard could make a move, Harley drew a card for him herself.

After she finished drawing the card, she showed a regretful expression and turned the card over so that the guard could see it clearly. "Sorry, it's the seven of spades!"

Then she jumped back easily, putting herself further away from the guard.

"Your luck is a bit bad. You'd be lucky if you could draw the Ace of Hearts."

As she spoke, Harry drew out the seven of spades.

"Poor Mr. Curly Cat, only the Ace of Hearts is a normal card, and the others, including this Seven of Spades, are acidic cards that will make you explode!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Harley threw the Seven of Spades at the curly-haired guard.

With a "bang", the poker cards that were thrown over exploded!

Green poisonous gas immediately spread throughout the space.

The unlucky guard nearby inhaled the poisonous gas, covered his mouth, and fell to the ground twitching all over.

This green poisonous gas quickly put the guard into a coma.

While Harley was making the scene even more chaotic, other prisoners in Arkham Asylum - Riddler, Killer Frost and Poison Ivy - also arrived.

Looking at the guard who fell down at the scene, and then looking at Harley who was laughing "Ahahaha".

These serious criminals feel that compared to Harley Quinn, they are ordinary people who cannot be more normal.

"We need to get out of here quickly."

Killer Frost said to everyone with a serious expression.

Although they didn't know what was happening outside, the chaos in Arkham gave them an opportunity.

If reinforcements from the police station arrived, they would probably not be able to escape even if they wanted to.

Without further ado, the group quickly rushed outside.

Harley followed quietly.

"Can I ask a question?"

In a tense atmosphere, Harley suddenly asked Killer Frost where his weapon came from.

Killer Frost Louise Lincoln, an icy queen with blue hair and long legs.

By accident, she has acquired a permafrost physique and can release cold air. She is now a member of the Rogues Gang. She was previously captured by Bruce and sent to Arkham for robbing a bank in Gotham.

Killer Frost frowned and looked at her, "What's the problem?"

"Where did you get your gun that can shoot cold air?"

"Mr. Freeze's gun."

Killer Frost rolled his eyes at the other person.

The weapon snatched from Mr. Freeze, the cold air gun with a silver metallic luster, was held in the arms of Killer Frost.

"Mr. Freeze's gun? That's so--cool! Hey, can you let me try it? Just for once."

Harley said enviously, she wanted to try Mr. Freeze's weapons.

Killer Frost glanced at her and said, "Of course."

As she said that, she threw the gun directly to Harley.

Harley, who caught the cold air gun, instantly felt a huge force attacking her.

She didn't expect that this weapon, which didn't look very heavy, could be so heavy!
Caught off guard, Harley fell backwards holding the gun.

"what!!"

Harry screamed, staggered back a few steps, and fell heavily to the ground.

Harley, who fell to the ground and covered her waist, shouted depressedly: "I hate Freeze and his gun!"

Harry was lying on the ground, wanting to cry but without tears, when there was a loud bang.

The next second, a figure in a bat costume suddenly fell from the air and appeared in front of everyone.

Harley and the others were all stunned when they saw Batman appear.

All of them were sent here by Batman, so they were a little scared when they saw each other.

Harley, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but put away her playful intentions when she saw Batman appear.

"Now, it's time for this farce to end."

Bruce said with a serious expression as he looked at the people who escaped from prison.

After receiving the news of the jailbreak at Arkham Asylum, Bruce rushed here, although his body was corroded by the toxic gas in the air, causing chronic poisoning and becoming weak.

But he quickly found a way to deal with it. After injecting himself with some drugs to relieve muscle weakness, he rushed to Arkham as quickly as possible.

"That's not necessarily true, Batman. You're no match for us here alone."

Poison Ivy stood up and spoke to him while controlling the vines.

"You can try."

Bruce didn't waste time talking to the other party. Deciding to end the battle quickly, he immediately launched an attack on several people.

Killer Frost raised his freezing gun, trying to stop Bruce.

But Bruce moved quickly, his fist reaching her in an instant.

Startled, Killer Frost raised his arms to block himself.

After she was ready to take the blow, she looked for an opportunity to create distance and shoot to suppress the opponent.

However, she underestimated Bruce's strength and slammed her fist into the Freeze Gun, knocking Killer Frost back violently.

Having lost the initiative, the Frost Killer was completely in a passive situation.

As Bruce forced Killer Frost to the ground, Poison Ivy controlled the vines to attack him.

Seeing Bruce was under siege, Killer Frost quickly stood up from the ground and raised his cold air gun.

She gritted her teeth and activated the power of ice, and her hands immediately turned the same azure blue as her hair.

The blue cold air passed through his hands and into the cold air gun.

After absorbing the cold air, the gun's energy bar quickly rose to the maximum.

Enduring the discomfort in his body, Killer Frost raised his cold air gun and pointed it at Batman who was fighting.

But because Bruce was fighting Harley and Poison Ivy, he couldn't aim accurately.

With a dull "bang" sound, Bruce's punch hit Harley Quinn's shoulder, knocking her back.

Seeing such a good opportunity, Frost Killer did not hesitate and immediately pulled the trigger.

With a whoosh, the cold air pierced through the air and shot towards Bruce's body.

Bruce, who was fighting with the Riddler, dodged slightly to the side, grabbed the opponent's belt, and twisted his body to hide behind him.

"Oh!"

The freezing energy hit the Riddler's shoulder directly, freezing his entire left arm.

"Oh, sorry!"

Seeing that he accidentally shot the Riddler, Killer Frost embarrassedly apologized to him.

The Riddler's arm was temporarily frozen, and Bruce kicked him away.

At the same time, Poison Ivy controlled the vines to wrap around Bruce's arms.

Just as she was about to completely control Bruce, she suddenly felt weak and sore all over, and then she fell to the ground with a thump.

Harley, the Riddler and Killer Frost, who were fighting Bruce, also felt unwell.

Surrounded by weakness and nausea, several people fell to the ground with limp body.

"Puff! Puff!"

Several people affected by the toxic gases in the air fell down one after another.

Bruce looked at the people lying on the ground, took a deep breath, and struggled to break free from the vines that were entangled with him.

As he walked towards Harley, he suddenly felt a suction force pulling him towards him.

Then the world before my eyes suddenly changed.

Arkham prison disappeared before his eyes, replaced by a murky picture.

Bruce's head became a little dizzy, and his body was out of control. After finally resisting for a while, he lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Bruce slowly woke up.

After waking up, he found himself lying in a desolate area.

The air around him seemed to be burning fiercely, making him feel uncomfortable, and the entire sky was dark and lifeless.

In the distance, there was something like a storm cloud hovering in the sky.

The air gave him a great sense of oppression, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.

The ground was hard and slightly reddish, and not far away there were white bones half buried in the soil.

Bruce stood up, holding his aching forehead, and found that Harley, Riddler, Killer Frost and Poison Ivy also appeared in this strange place with him.

Harley, who was lying on the ground, woke up first, followed by Poison Ivy and the others who slowly woke up.

After waking up, everyone looked around at the strange place and looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.

After a while, Poison Ivy asked Bruce, "Where is this place?"

"I don't know, but it's probably not a safe place."

As Bruce spoke, he could faintly hear a low howl in the distance.

Harley stood up, looked at the unfamiliar environment around her, felt the oppressive air, and asked in a daze, "Did I escape successfully?"

"No you didn't, you just went from one prison to a bigger one."

A voice suddenly came from behind everyone.

The alert Riddler grabbed the pistol at hand and shot at the other party.

"clang!"

The bullet was grabbed by the person who came.

Under the shocked gazes of Harry and others, the man put down his hands and slowly revealed his true face.

"P-Peter! Mr. P?!"

Harry cried out in surprise when he saw an old acquaintance he hadn't seen for years.

(End of this chapter)