American comics: This guy is crazy.

Chapter 72 Arkham Asylum is Full

The moment I opened my eyes.

Allen noticed pairs of eyes staring at him.

"Don't stare at me like that, it's so embarrassing, hehehehe..."

Allen covered his head with the blanket and let out a chilling laugh.

hiss…

The criminals felt a chill run down their spines.

This guy's sudden appearance at Arkham Asylum immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Indeed, its sudden appearance without any warning was very strange, so they gathered around to observe what was unusual about it.

"That's not right."

Allen abruptly threw back the covers, glanced at everyone around the bed, and asked in confusion, "Why are you all in Arkham?"

Two-Face, Scarecrow, Penguin, Riddler, Mad Hatter... the only one who makes sense is Poison Ivy.

He even greeted Poison Ivy before traveling through the timeline.

"We came back on our own initiative," Edward said frankly.

"You've finally realized you're mentally ill, so you've reformed and accepted treatment." Allen had a pleased expression on his face, as if he thought, "You're all teachable."

You're the one with mental illness, your whole family has mental illness.

"There are vampires everywhere outside; they've come here to take refuge," Poison Ivy Lillian explained.

"A hole-sucking demon..."

Allen drew out his voice, his smile gradually widening as he said thankfully, "There are such lewd ghosts in the world. Luckily, I'm a man, so they can't suck my blood."

"..."

"It's a vampire that bites people's necks and sucks their blood, and can't be exposed to sunlight. What are you talking about?" Lillian explained in detail with a helpless expression.

"This kind of vampire."

Allen couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment.

The crowd looked disgusted. What are you disappointed about?

Through conversation, we learned that Gotham City is so chaotic that even criminals dare not wander around at night, for fear that a dark shadow will flash by and drag them into an alley.

In fact, many gang leaders have even faked mental illness or surrendered themselves to the authorities and hidden away in Arkham Asylum and Blackgate Prison.

With at least a fully armed security force providing protection, the vampires dare not easily launch a sneak attack.

"The city hall doesn't do anything about it."

Allen replied matter-of-factly, "Go to the police if you need anything. Didn't your teachers teach you that in school?"

They cast disdainful glances at the crowd, without considering why Gotham City could become a haven for criminals.

If a criminal calls the police for protection, will they even bother to help?

Furthermore, the appearance of vampires in Gotham City was immediately noticed by both the police and the underworld. However, the vampires did not openly wreak havoc, but they caused a large number of people to go missing, and all police forces were searching for the missing persons.

Allen got up, put on his slippers, and said sentimentally, "What will Gotham City do without me?"

Gotham City seems more normal without you.

Donning his signature battle suit, Allen grabbed the skin and spread his wings.

"The Comedy Bat is back!"

Lie…

A chorus of boos erupted, and the numerous criminals ignored him, regrouping in the activity room to kill time.

No matter how chaotic Gotham City becomes, Batman will ultimately have to shoulder everything.

They will reappear in the world when things calm down.

They carried a folded electric scooter on their backs and climbed over the cable fence.

Under the cover of night, I rode my electric scooter towards downtown Gotham.

In the office, Dean Quixey watched as Allen left through the glass window.

He actually hoped that Gotham City would return to peace as soon as possible, because there were too many criminals in the mental hospital, and he was constantly worried that they would cause trouble and kill him.

……

The once bustling downtown Gotham City is now extremely deserted.

On weekdays, there are far fewer vehicles on the road, and patrol cars are much more frequent.

Even though Gotham City officials deliberately concealed the truth, the public sensed a sense of crisis and dared not go out too much at night.

At this moment, Allen was pushing his electric scooter down the road.

"Why does Batman make such junk? It ran out of power halfway through driving."

The battery died before we even entered the city, so we had to push the bike and walk.

Actually, it's no wonder Bruce was wrong; it's because Ailu never charged the electric car even once.

Since getting the folding electric car, Allen has been riding it for at least a week, which is enough to show that the battery technology is quite good.

The reason Wayne Group did not invest in large-scale production is that batteries are expensive to manufacture, and it is more cost-effective to buy a gasoline car.

"Handsome guy, all alone?"

As he passed through a small alley, a scantily clad young woman called out to him.

With her blonde, wavy hair, her prominent breasts stretched taut over her short-sleeved shirt, and the elastic band at the neckline accentuated her curves into a peach shape, revealing her unusually large bust.

"Three people."

Allen raised his hands and introduced, "My ex-girlfriend is Xiao Zuo, and my current girlfriend is Xiao You."

"..."

The streetwalker was taken aback, thinking to herself that she might have encountered a madwoman. Feigning composure, she said, "You're quite amusing. Dressed like that, you must be a Batman fan, right?"

Allen pushed the electric scooter aside, leaned against the wall with one hand, struck a pose, and said coolly, "Bat is my little brother. I'm Batman, and my current look is the new Funny Bat skin. Pretty cool, huh?"

As he spoke, he rubbed the pointed ears on his hand.

"Handsome, handsome..." the prostitute said speechlessly.

Allen had already approached the woman and said seriously, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person."

Forehead…

The streetwalker casually hooked her arm around Allen's and said in a coquettish tone, "Want to come in and have some fun? There are lots of girls here."

"real!?"

Allen's expression changed, and he said solemnly, "Ahem... Helping others is my duty as the Comedy Bat."

"You're so thoughtful."

The prostitute pulled Allen straight into the alley.

Passing through an iron gate and down a staircase, a spacious area suddenly appears before you.

Men and women on the dance floor let loose and indulged themselves to the deafening rhythm of the music.

"Not a prostitute, but a liquor saleswoman." Allen looked disappointed.

Before long, we entered a private room on the second floor.

Allen awkwardly said, "I didn't bring any money. I'll come back another day to support you."

"When you're out having fun, why talk about money?"

The woman pushed Allen onto the sofa and comforted him, saying, "I'm treating you; consider it making a friend."

"You should have said so earlier, you gave me quite a fright."

Allen plopped down, arms outstretched, legs crossed, and said arrogantly, "Bring the most expensive drinks, and call a few girls to liven things up."

"..."

"You're really hard to read. Wait a minute, I'll call my girlfriends to come and keep you company right away."

Stepping out of the private room, the woman licked her lips with a bloodthirsty glint in her eyes, her two sharp teeth involuntarily protruding. She said impatiently, "Who cares if it's normal or not, let's have a feast first."

First, the waiter brought over a few bottles of whiskey.

Then, several brightly dressed women entered the private room, their eyes filled with hatred as if they wanted to devour Allen alive.

"Handsome, let me offer you a toast first."

Without exception, they are all vampires, but they belong to the lowest level of vampires transformed from hybrids. Apart from having a longer lifespan, their abilities are no different from those of ordinary people.

Therefore, when hunting for prey, one either takes advantage of the other's relaxed guard during intercourse to launch a sneak attack, or gets the person drunk and loses their ability to resist, then indulges in drinking their blood.

Allen pushed his glass aside and said calmly, "You're vampires, aren't you?"

The atmosphere froze instantly, and the five female vampires glared at each other with murderous intent.

As soon as he took off his mask, Allen pulled at his collar, revealing his pale neck, and jumped up and down excitedly, shouting impatiently, "Come and suck me, come and suck me, I'm easy to suck, you can suck me right away."

Are you crazy? You're being sucked dry and you're still so impatient.

(End of this chapter)