Old Frank replied in a husky and husky trembling, "I...I know something..."

From the intermittent narrative of Old Frank, Zhou Ran finally got some things about Street No. 3, a murderous murder incident. The girl living in the old apartment was brutally killed and dismembered. Although she heard that the murderer was still running, some of the bodies were found in the home of an Asian man next to the deceased.

The result of the incident is naturally self-evident. Zhou Ran guessed that the unlucky Asian man was the one who looked at it like this. When the body was found at home and could not escape the suspicion no matter what, it was obvious that the police in Gotham City were regarded as a scapegoat that diverted their attention and sent it to Arkham and let the real murderer get away with it.

Never expect Gotham City’s police system to be fair and just. If that’s the case, how could a superhero who saved the city appear?

Turning his turbid eyes, he secretly looked at Zhou Ran who was in deep thought after listening to his own story. The generous guard uniform was wearing the other party's thin body, which seemed a little funny, but Old Frank had no idea of ​​laughing, and kept regretting what he did. If it weren't for alcohol, he wouldn't have turned into this.

But he forgot that alcohol has always been just an introduction, and what he has done in Arkham over the years has long been deeply engraved in his heart.

"Now, you should be able to let me go," Old Frank said tremblingly, "I have already told you everything I know according to the game."

"It's a pity that I'm not a person who follows the rules of the game, hahahaha~" A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, and Zhou Ran's mouth made a crazy smile. At this moment, Old Frank finally remembered the source of his uneasiness. It was the clown. Yes, the other party's current appearance is exactly the same as that crazy clown.

With a guard uniform as a cover-up, Zhou Ran easily broke through Arkham's defense line and came to the exit.

"Hey" Just as Zhou Ran was about to be freed from the hospital that had been imprisoned for a long time, a guard suddenly called him from behind and said, "Did you see Old Frank?"

Facing the sudden interrogation of the guard, Zhou Ran had no look of panic on his face. He turned around and even smiled, "I saw it, he is still enjoying his own wonderful time, haha~"

The guards knew that Frank liked to do something to patients. Although everyone looked down on his behavior, they didn't show much. They nodded and understood.

"By the way, where are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?" Although it was a bit a bit useless, as Arkham's guard, the other party still had a little vision. He immediately saw the incompatible police uniform on Zhou Ran's body. The dirty and messy situation was not new, so he became questioned.

"I, I was originally a guard of the laboratory." The guards of the Arkham Underground Laboratory have heard of it. In fact, it is almost impossible for such a large laboratory to hide it from them.

"By the way, do you want to know how my guard uniform came from?" Looking at the guard who relaxed his guard, Zhou Ran suddenly showed a meaningful smile and asked in a frivolous and weird tone.

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The monotonous vegetation and barren scenes attract a tar road that seems to be invisible. The barren land on both sides of the road is dotted with a small amount of plants. This is the view around the Arkham Asylum, a mental hospital located in the deep suburbs of Gotham City, seems to separate the city and the criminals into two different worlds.

After coming out of Arkham, the strange smile on Zhou Ran's face gradually disappeared, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, "Huh~"

Since he had just talked with Old Frank, he had been in a clown state. The crazy feeling that he was about to lose control in the next second made him want to remove his skills countless times. So he finally came out of Arkham smoothly.

However, the outbreak from Arkham is not the end but a troublesome beginning. With his escape, Batman, the superhero, should be able to quickly infer the main reason for the chaos in the madhouse. After all, the actions Zhou Ran made at Arkham are not too secret. Those who are interested can guess it with a little contact. He is not stupid enough to think that Batman will ignore these.

If Batman is stupid, then what are the super criminals he has defeated over the years?

The sparse light rain fell in the gloomy sky. Standing in the rain for a while, the rain wet Zhou Ran’s guard suit and was still hit by the rain. After being strengthened by fear, he would naturally not be fragile enough to get sick as soon as he was in the rain.

After this period of exploration, Zhou Ran had roughly speculated the changes caused by fear agents in himself. The first is the most important ability, which is to see the fear that has turned into gray mist on others and absorb it. Although it is not clear about the principle of this, it is obvious that this ability can not only strengthen his body but also provide the energy needed for the system, which can be called a panacea.

In this world, as long as creatures who can think and use emotions will develop fear. Even the superhero Mars hunter from Mars also has their own fear. Even aliens are like this, let alone Earthlings.

Fearing his physique, Zhou Ran also gave him a slutty name for his superpower.

However, although the energy to absorb fear is strong, it also has a considerable limitation. First of all, it is the limit of distance. Three hundred meters is the limit of Zhou Ran's absorption distance. Secondly, it is the point that makes him most distressed, that these fear fogs must be generated when he knows or sees them.

This basically cut off Zhou Ran's idea of ​​enjoying his success, and seemed to have pushed him hard on the way to become a super villain. Is there any easier way in this world to get fear than becoming a super criminal? Is it to become a super criminal to absorb the power of fear and strengthen himself, or to give up all this and be an ordinary person? Zhou Ran stood at the intersection of decision-making on his own life.

In the distance, a small truck drove up the farm with agricultural products from the ranch, while Zhou Ran, who was standing in the rain, was soaked in the rain, stretched out his thumb openly, looking like he wanted to ride a ride.

A squeak... A slightly harsh brake sound rang out, and a short car print of the small truck's tires crossed the road, and it was parked in front of Zhou Ran's eyes. A hoarse woman's voice sounded, "Hi, boy, where do you want to go?"

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Chapter completed!