Scarecrow Klein, a high IQ criminal genius, a dark son arranged by the Shadow Warriors Alliance to destroy Gotham City.

More than a year ago, the Shadow Warriors League, which had been wandering in the dark world for many years, once again showed their hideous teeth after many years. They turned their eyes to Gotham, a sinful city, who wanted to destroy this city of tens of millions of people like destroying London.

Scarecrow Klein is the vanguard of the Shadow Warrior League. He is good at making terrible poison gas, and even letting the firm-willed Batman get hit and fall into the fear illusion created by the poison gas. It is Klein, a guy who is crazy about adding this fear gas to the drinking water of Gotham citizens. As long as the large troops of the Shadow Warrior League arrive, he will inspire the poison gas lurking in human blood, causing the entire city to fall into madness.

Klein almost succeeded, the Shadow Warrior League was almost successful, and Gotham City almost fell on the verge of destruction. But in the end, the strength of the Shadow Warrior League was also buried in Gotham, and his vitality was severely damaged.

"Kline, I have something to ask you for. "Donny looked at the pretty young man and said slowly.

Klein's appearance, even if he had a poor memory, would leave a deep impression on him. He was tall and thin, but his face was a little grayish yellow, his forehead was full, his nose was very long, and his two wide lips made him close his mouth forever...

"Many people have something to ask me, but it's time to say that I've finished talking in court." Klein rolled his eyes, glanced at Donny, and then turned his head over, looking like he ignored it.

Anderson was a little poor and wanted to scold this unknown guy, but he was stopped by Donnie.

In fact, Donny was very interested in the guy Klein.

Klein is a person with no fixed position. If he insists on finding one, there will be only the lurking Shadow Warrior League. In the days without Shadow Warriors, his behavior is aimless and he will do whatever he is interested in. The only thing is to work tirelessly to make trouble for Batman.

More than a year ago, this guy was announced to be released by the local court because of insufficient "accusation evidence", so he began a long journey of trouble. This time he was arrested because he traded the latest problematic drugs to the Falken family, and then fooled a group of brainless fans to dress up as Batman, and came to fight the criminals recklessly. In the end, both groups of people were fucked by Batman on the spot.

The genius scarecrow Klein entered the palace twice and was once again thrown into Arkham by Batman. His glorious record was that he could bite Batman by the German Shepherd, who was raised by the Falken family.

Donnie winked. As a mouse, Anderson certainly had this little bit of vision. He took out a box of prepared cigarettes, hugged the warden and a few police officers and left. Only Donnie and the bored Klein looked at each other through the window.

"I said everything, I told the judge in court, it's useless to stare at him." Klein shrugged, staring at this person he had never seen before.

"I will introduce myself first. I am a mechanic Donnie and a shareholder of Stark Group. I can barely be considered a top-level person..."

"so?"

"So, I have a way to get you out! I have a way to take you out of Gotham and go to another city!" Donnie's expression was serious and very serious.

"Hahaha..." Klein laughed out loud on the spot. He covered his stomach and slapped the ground, as if he had heard something big joke.

"Do you think I really want to go out? Then why should I mess with Batman again?" Klein said.

"Batman, you don't care, then... Where is the Shadow Warrior League? Where is the Ninja Master?" Donnie lit a cigarette for himself. He had never smoked before, and it only started during this period.

Klein's expression froze and his whole body was frozen. His eyes were wide open, like a copper bell, and even his hands were stiff due to shock.

"I don't know if you are a diehard member of the Shadow Warrior League or are coerced by the Shadow Warrior League, but at least now, they are busy licking their wounds and have no time to pay attention to you. You are like an abandoned child and have been abandoned... Or they actually didn't give up on you, they just deliberately put you in Gotham and wait until they make a comeback next time?" Donnie took a deep breath and spit out a big circle of eyes, "I'm afraid you're all confused."

Klein's eyes moved as the smoke rings moved, and finally the focal length dissipated with the smoke rings.

"I think it's good to stay in Gotham." After a while of silence, the scarecrow finally spoke.

"Gotham is very good, then Gotham prison is very good too? Arkham is very good too? I said, I can get you out. If you want, you can also go back to New York with me and work for me. You are a genius who configures poisons, and I need someone like you very much. Of course, I will also pay you a generous salary in exchange, and I need to find some clues about things from you." Donnie finally said his purpose. Not only did he get the news about the Dionysian factor, he also wanted to take the scarecrow away.

"Do you want me to work for you?" Klein looked shocked, as if he was looking at a lunatic, "You know that I have something to do with the Shadow Warrior Alliance, but you dare to let me work for you? Your heart is so big! No one has ever done this like you! He dares to hire me..."

"I know you very well. You are a genius. You won a doctorate in biology and psychology at a young age. You briefly taught at Gotham University. Later, you became a psychiatrist. You often went in and out of Arkham and drove the former gangster Falcone crazy with your poisonous gas. Then you followed the Shadow Warrior League and almost destroyed the entire Gotham..." Donnie talked casually. He also knew that this Klein was actually a little timid. The original intention of creating the poisonous gas was to escape after he committed the crime.

"If you don't agree, then I'll kill you!" Donnie extinguished half of the cigarette left, threw it on the ground and raised his foot to crush it. "I know what you want to say. Gotham City is dead every day. Batman can't control every dead person... I can let you die silently, not be discovered by Batman, at least not let him find evidence... Damn it!"

Halfway through his words, a tall black figure appeared quietly behind Donnie, without any movement. If Donnie hadn't heard amazingly and heard the extremely low-frequency heartbeat, he wouldn't have noticed it. This guy's hiding ability is too high, and he deserves to be a figure who has defeated two times of ninja masters.
Chapter completed!