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When Dante was covering Arkham Asylum with the blood of opponents, he didn't care about the countless imprisoned people in the Asylum, but those people cared about him very much.

"Hehe, hahahaha, I like him, what a perfect figure and appearance, what a perfect character, look, what a beautiful gun, what a murderous devil, there is a shortage of such people in the world."

They muttered, were disgusted, or watched with fanaticism as Dante continued his killing spree until Dante disappeared from their sight.

Dante walked around the corner and threw aside the cowardly guard who was scared to death. Dante was so disgusted that he wanted to shoot him to death. However, Dante promised himself that he would kill everyone in Arkham who came to him. The attacker, the cowardly guard, always ran away, and did not struggle when he was caught. He was just scared to death. Such behavior should not lead to death.

So, Dante shot the guard's lower body into powder.

Until the cowardly guard fell into a coma after suffering, Dante did not receive any news from the Scarecrow.

Dante fell into silence. He listened, quietly listening to all the sounds he could hear. He believed that the Scarecrow was hiding here. Even if the Scarecrow was not here at this time, this would be his lair, because Dante was sniffing here. It smelled like too much poison was used on Bruce.

Dante stood silently at the door of the elevator. He listened for a while. In just a moment, he heard no less than dozens of scarecrow sounds.

"Ha" Dante smiled happily. This smile looked particularly weird against the bright red background. He said, "Does the Scarecrow like others to talk about him? Why are there so many people here calling for the Scarecrow?"

Dante walked into the elevator and headed towards the second floor, but when Dante pressed the floor option on the elevator, the elevator didn't respond at all.

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Dante slapped the elevator hard. It seemed like it needed a key to start. It seemed like he had to find another way to go upstairs.

Dante stepped out of the elevator, pointed the white ivory at the ceiling, and continued to inject his own magic power into the white ivory. Only when the white ivory glowed extremely brightly did Dante end the charge.

"boom"

There was a loud noise, and a big hole was blasted out of the ceiling in the blink of an eye under the charged attack of White Ivory. Dante jumped in with a slight leap. When he just landed on the corridor on the second floor, countless bullets were already hitting He rushed over

Dante was holding Treason, and he crossed the blade of the sword, using the broad blade to block all the bullets that could hit him. Then, Dante threw Treason violently horizontally, and Treason hovered in the corridor like a disc. In the blink of an eye, there was a bloody storm

Because the corridor was relatively narrow, most of the people guarding Dante on the second floor focused on the stairs. Dante's unusual path caused the guards to turn around and attack in a hurry before they had time to retreat.

Therefore, Rebellious slashed at least fifteen people in half. When Rebellious turned into light and returned to Dante's hands, only two squatting guys were left alive in the corridor.

"Don't kill me, I surrender"

One of the surviving guards quickly knelt on the ground, his hands raised high, and his face covered with the blood of his accomplices was full of fear and regret.

Yes, he was sorry because Dante shot him through the heart, he had just fired, he had just participated in the attack, that showed that he was ready to die

Dante reached out and grabbed the last guard and asked softly.

"Where's the scarecrow?"

"I don't know, I don't know who the scarecrow is, please."

Rebellion directly cut the guard in half from top to bottom. After that, Dante gently wiped the blood droplets on his face, and then walked towards the source of the sound he heard.

"Scarecrow, scarecrow, scarecrow"

In the dim ward, an old man was tightly bound. There was saliva at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were turned up and he was lifeless, his fists were clenched and sometimes relaxed, and his whole body was shaking and sometimes tense.

Dante kicked out the door and a large piece of wall. He walked up to the old man and said doubtfully: "Falconi, you old bastard has ended up like this. What a fate." Making fun of people"

While Dante was commenting, he used the sharp handle of rebellion to carve runes on Falconi's forehead. In less than ten seconds, a neat and beautiful symbol appeared on the screaming Falconi's forehead. Hexagram, if he is still awake, he will definitely like this pattern. It is much prettier than the right triangle, isn't it?

Falconi really woke up. After the runes were carved, Falconi's eyes regained their clarity for a moment, and then he fell into greater pain.

Dante cuts off one of Falconi's fingers with a sword.

"Old fat man, tell me about your cooperation with the Shadow Warrior Alliance. Do you know what you helped Klein transport? Is the Scarecrow actually Klein?" After saying this, Dante leaned over and lay on the floor of Farr. Kony emphasized in his ear: "You'd better answer quickly, you don't have much time."

"Klein contacted me. He said that he serves Lei Xiaogu. I want to get more help from Lei Xiaogu, so that I can truly dominate the night in Gotham, and even make me the largest gang leader in the United States. I want to surpass Kingpin and Mandarin"

"Ha" Dante sneered: "Your ideal is so damn big that I'm embarrassed to laugh at you, so continue,

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Do you know Lei Xiaogu’s plan?”

"I know that Klein asked me to transport a poison to Gotham. He will use this poison to poison everyone in Gotham, so that they can blackmail the entire Gotham and obtain countless money. Gotham will change Be chaotic and vulnerable, and I can take advantage of the chaos to wipe out all my enemies."

After listening to Falconi's words, Dante frowned. Blackmailing Gotham was definitely not Lei Xiaogu's real plan. Behind this was also connected to Mephisto and his hell. How could a demon regard money as money? Where is the target?

But Dante then thought about it, not everyone is as crazy as Lei Xiaogu. If Falconi knew that their purpose was to destroy Gotham, then he would not choose to cooperate with Lei Xiaogu.

Thinking of this, Dante patted Falconi's forehead, and the pain made Falconi wail again.

"Is the scarecrow you keep talking about is Klein? While my magic is still effective and you can still stay awake, answer my question quickly."

"Yes" Falconi shouted loudly: "The scarecrow is Klein, damn, his poison scares me to death"

"Okay, I understand, you can continue."

Dante got the answer he wanted, and he turned and left the ward, leaving the wailing Falcone inside.

"Help me, I can give you anything you want, please, save me, don't leave me here, ah ah ah"

Falconi's helpless wails kept coming from behind Dante, which made Dante sneer.

"deserved"

Dante snorted, then he slashed open the elevator door with two swords, jumped directly from the elevator shaft, and landed on the elevator stopped on the first floor.

Dante quickly drew two swords and cut a big hole in the metal elevator. Dante completely penetrated the elevator. He fell directly from the elevator shaft and then landed hard on the ground.

"boom"

The dust continued to spread, and Dante stepped out of the dust. His long silver hair was as clean as ever, and the sneer on his lips made Rachel scream.

"why you"

Rachel was standing behind Klein, and Klein was standing behind a group of armed men. Dante looked past all the men and landed directly on Rachel.

"I really didn't expect you to be one of them." Dante laughed and narrated in a sarcastic tone: "My disciple told me that he said you were a trustworthy prosecutor, but now, I have to tell He, he is absolutely wrong, don’t you know that the group of people around you are carrying out a conspiracy that can destroy Gotham?”

"Who are you, white-haired guy? Do you think you can defeat us alone?"

Klein stood in front of Rachel. Looking at him, he seemed to be protecting Rachel. However, Dante smelled a conspiracy in all this.

Dante curled his lips. Maybe Rachel wasn't as bad as he said, but Rachel might be even more stupid than he thought.

Dante was too lazy to say anything. He rushed straight towards Klein, blocking all the bullets with a rebellious dance. The blade of the sword danced and cut off everyone who stood in his way until Dante was about to catch Clay. At that moment, Klein turned around and grabbed Rachel's neck.

"You know this girl, are you willing to give up today's action for the sake of this girl?"

"The fox has leaked the truth." Dante snorted coldly and said to Rachel: "This is the person you believe. Did he tell you that I am a murderer, and then he promised you that he can protect you?"

Dante put Rebellion behind his back, then he spread his hands and gestured to Klein.

Klein smiled and nodded, and he patted Rachel's face gently.

"You are really useful, you are cute, and you are also silly and cute."

"I'm not as stupid as you think. I know that even if you are the most dangerous, when you don't do anything to me, staying with you is the safest."

Rachel said weakly. She heard the alarm just now, and she believed Klein's statement for a moment. In her opinion, it should be normal for a big boss like Falconi to be rescued by her own men. However, when Rachel and Klein hid in the basement together and Rachel saw more than 60 soldiers with live ammunition hiding under Arkham, Rachel already knew something was wrong.

However, Rachel did not dare to show any unnatural actions at this time. After all, she was only one person, and she was still a woman, and Klein had more than 60 men with guns and live ammunition around him, so she could only choose to continue to let him Klein believes in himself, making Klein think he believes in him

Everything was doomed from the moment she made her first choice. Her choice to come to Arkham was a mistake. She was anxious. She was too eager to punish Falcone. She was impulsive.

She felt the cold touch of the gun muzzle on her neck, and Rachel struggled feebly. When she saw Dante rushing into the basement, who had brought Falconi to justice, she had already guessed that she was Will end up like this

"Maybe we can talk now."

Klein said to Dante with a smile. Seeing his confident look, Dante couldn't help but grin. He took out the white ivory and fired a shot quickly.

Klein and Rachel suddenly screamed together.