Black American Comics: Start with a Snap

Chapter 226 Travelers

The silence in the corridor was suddenly broken by the sound of intense footsteps.

Once the dense and chaotic sounds of footsteps rubbing against the floor began, there was no way to stop. Accompanied by heavy breathing and low roars, the entire corridor became lively.

Rocket Raccoon quickly came to the girl's side. He had no other thoughts at the moment. He just blocked the girl's sight with his body, began to check her mental state and injuries, and tried not to pay attention to what was happening behind him as much as possible.

The chandelier swayed gently, and the incandescent lamp began to dim slightly, perhaps due to unstable voltage or some other malfunction.

And in the darkness, a green light flashed from time to time.

With every flash of green light, Rocket Raccoon could hear a dull sound, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground. However, this did not stop the chaotic noise, but made it even louder.

In response, Rocket Raccoon simply smoothed the girl's curly hair and spoke softly.

"It's okay, it'll be over soon."

"soon."

When the first madman roared and rushed to Su Ze, he was greeted with a hard and powerful fist.

Without any power to resist, the crazy man was knocked out by a punch, fell heavily into the crowd, and lost all consciousness.

This punch also made Su Ze's originally tense nerves hesitate for a moment.

Weak strength and thin body.

He kicked a madman who tried to touch him away with a flying kick, and then kicked him sideways. Those lunatics who were struggling and charging couldn't get close to Su Ze at all.

These guys are not extraordinary at all.

A man jumped high and rushed towards Su Ze's position, but his body was interrupted in mid-air and he retreated at a faster speed, knocking down the crowd behind him.

They are all human beings, ordinary mortals.

Thinking of this, Su Ze immediately put away his wand without leaving a trace, and also gave up the idea of ​​taking out the light machine gun from his wallet and firing a burst of bullets at these people.

As the battle continued, Su Ze gradually discovered something was wrong.

Although these people look extremely crazy, they are not without methods. Although these guys keep attacking him, Su Ze can see that they are more like committing suicide.

Su Ze grabbed a fist that was coming towards him, paused for a moment, and then threw it aside. However, the guy pounced on him again and tried to bite his shoes with his teeth.

He raised his foot and stepped on the ground, and the man began to struggle violently.

“Kill me, kill me!!”

Not right.

Looking around, Su Ze saw a crowd of scarlet eyes.

Something is wrong.

More and more maniacs rushed over. They didn't care about the stampede or whether they could really hurt the man in front of them.

These people were like lemmings whose population was out of control. They rushed into the sea one by one without hesitation. They were anxious and kept muttering inaudible words. They launched a suicidal attack on Su Ze.

After realizing this, Su Ze no longer held back. This time, he took the initiative to fight back.

Although he had not systematically learned martial arts, Su Ze's physical fitness at this time had already surpassed that of humans. Coupled with some fighting memories brought by the incarnation skills, every move of Su Ze could easily knock down a person.

Like a wolf rushing into a flock of sheep, those crazy guys were unable to stop Su Ze at all.

Amidst the fierce fighting, more and more fanatics fell to the ground helplessly. Although the rest were still full of madness, they could not hold on for too long.

As the last person was controlled by Su Ze, there was no one else standing in the entire corridor except Rocket Raccoon and Su Ze.

"Kill me, kill me"

The controlled man kept muttering. Although his hands were held by Su Ze, he still tried to bite Su Ze's neck with his teeth.

"Calm down sir, I need you to tell me what happened here." Su Ze pushed him against the wall.

According to Rocket Raccoon, this world should be relatively normal, with the Justice League, Wonder Woman, and a group of people who are passionate about justice.

But why, why would such a group of crazy weirdos emerge from the basement of Arkham Asylum? Su Ze didn't notice it at first, but when he really took action, he found that most of the people here were not patients.

For example, the man in front of him who was being controlled by him was wearing a hospital gown, but he had a ring on his hand, which was obviously not a piece of jewelry that a patient could wear.

In general mental hospitals, in order to prevent patients from getting sick and hurting themselves, doctors will strictly control the things here. Objects like rings that can be easily swallowed and cause choking are absolutely not allowed to be allowed here.

He is not a patient, just like the girl who came here for internship.

Most of the people here are not patients.

But Su Ze's words did not awaken the man's reason. Instead, the severe pain made him even more crazy.

"Kill me, kill me!"

The struggle became more and more intense, and the man even began to roar.

There was no other way, so Su Ze had to knock the man unconscious with a single blow of his hand, and only then did the dim corridor return to peace.

He raised his head slightly and saw dozens of people in hospital gowns lying in the corridor. They were all unconscious and lying quietly on the ground like corpses. "Did you kill them?" Rocket Raccoon turned his head and looked at Su Ze.

"Most of them have fainted. There's something wrong with these people. They were not sent here because they were crazy." Su Ze responded and walked towards Rocket Raccoon's location.

"You're right. Perhaps indiscriminate massacres won't solve the problem."

Rocket Raccoon muttered, then looked at the motionless girl.

"I checked the girl's condition. She didn't have any injuries, but her cognitive ability was completely lost. She couldn't move actively, and she didn't even react much to external stimuli, which is commonly known as 'sleeplessness.'"

"Veteran."

Su Ze already knew what Rocket wanted to say, and then he asked in a deep voice.

"Do you think this happened to her after she came here?"

"I can't make any inference without evidence, but as far as I know, most vegetative people are caused by severe brain injuries. However, I didn't find any injuries on her head, not at all." Rocket Raccoon replied.

"Maybe it's nerve gas." Su Ze guessed.

Rocket Raccoon raised his eyelids. "It could also be some supernatural power that we don't understand."

Bang!

At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly rang out in the silent corridor.

The sound sounded like an iron pot falling to the ground. This inexplicable metallic sound instantly attracted the attention of Suze and Rocket Raccoon.

After looking at each other, both the man and the raccoon showed strong vigilance in their eyes.

After seeing the girl's condition and encountering a group of fearless thugs, their nerves were on edge. In such a depressing environment, any movement would disrupt the delicate balance.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Ze quickly ran towards the direction where the sound came from, and Rocket Raccoon gently placed the girl's body against the wall, and then quickly followed Su Ze's pace.

Well prepared for any sudden attack, Su Ze walked through the unconscious thugs and stopped in front of a half-open iron door.

He gently pushed the door open, and the scene before him made Su Ze stunned.

I saw a middle-aged man slumped in the corner of the room, holding an exquisite pistol tightly in his hand. His eyes were wide open and his expression was extremely ferocious, as if he was fighting with some kind of existence.

Beside him lay two men in police uniforms, their eyes filled with fear, as if they had seen an unspeakable horror before they died.

At this time, Rocket Raccoon also came over.

Its eyes immediately caught sight of the lampshade on the ground, which was a device used to protect the light tube. It seemed to have fallen off the ceiling, and the sound just now also came from there.

Several police officers in the room had already died, and Su Ze did not sense any living breath here.

"What exactly happened here?" Rocket Raccoon stared at the corpse with his eyes open with a frown on his face, and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

But the next moment, Su Ze suddenly moved. He walked straight towards the middle-aged man and squatted down when he reached him.

"He looks like a detective," Rocket said as he looked the middle-aged man up and down.

"Yes, he belongs to the Gotham Police Department." Su Ze responded, and then added with a complicated expression. "And he is not an ordinary detective."

"You know him?" Rocket Raccoon pricked up his ears.

Su Ze did not answer, but reached out and took out a wallet from the other's arms, which contained items that formally represented the identity of a middle-aged man.

"James Gordon"

Rocket Raccoon read out the name on the ID, then narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This name sounds familiar. I think I've seen it somewhere before. Could this guy also be a superhero?"

"I guess so." Su Ze looked solemnly at Sheriff Gordon, who had already lost his life, and murmured. "He was a man with ideals and ambitions, who believed in justice and enforced the law. He shouldn't have died here."

Listening to Suze's words silently, Rocket Raccoon just checked around for clues.

Suddenly, it saw a yellowed piece of paper in a pool of dried blood.

He picked it up gently, and then Rocket Raccoon's expression became a little strange. He turned to look at Su Ze and couldn't help but speak.

"It seems that the sheriff's goal is the same as ours."

Hearing this, Su Ze turned around in confusion and saw Rocket Raccoon handing the paper to him.

After taking the paper, when Su Ze saw what was on it, his brows slowly relaxed.

The paper clearly described the map of each floor of Arkham Asylum, and on the fifth underground floor, there was an additional secret passage leading to the sixth underground floor.

It was said to be a sixth underground floor, but there was only one room on the blueprint, which looked like a patio with several circles drawn on it with a red pen.

There is a line of annotation written next to it.

——Batman.

(End of this chapter)