I just want to live a peaceful life in DC world

Chapter 49 The poisonous mist of fear is spreading

"father!"

"Wait, Francine—"

Seeing his wife running anxiously on the stage towards the old man who was lying in a pool of blood, Kirk tried to stop her, but it was too late.

"You are very brave, Mrs. Longstone, but perhaps your bravery is only because you have not yet encountered something to be really afraid of. Let me help you."

The scarecrow raised his hand, and a stream of poisonous gas that was stronger than the central air conditioner spewed out from his cuffs. Francine was sprayed on the face, and then staggered back, pinching his throat in pain.

"Ah, ah, ah!! Don't come here, bat, don't, Daddy, Cork. Don't eat them, monster"

Francine's face was contorted with extreme panic, her voice was hoarse from screaming, and at the same time, she scratched her face and neck with her nails, revealing horrific bloodstains on her fair skin.

But she was not the only victim who was suffering from the toxin of fear. In the huge banquet hall, it was as terrifying as purgatory at this moment, and screams and screams could be heard endlessly.

"Help! There's a spider crawling on me, help me get it off!"

"Don't, don't kill me, I'm innocent, don't kill me—"

"There is a centipede coming out of my stomach, help me, I don't want to die"

Seeing that he fell from the peak of his life to hell all of a sudden, Kirk's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed towards the scarecrow angrily.

However, this was destined to be impotent rage, and the scarecrow easily knocked the thin Kirk Longstone into the air with a wave of his hand. After struggling on the ground with his face covered a few times, the scarecrow also fell into a frenzy due to inhaling the poisonous gas.

"Okay, little ones, it's time to work—"

The Scarecrow gave an order, and through the side door behind him, more than a dozen people wearing sacks came in one after another.

"Search all their valuables, jewelry, watches, etc., and some young women will take off their photos and take pictures. Maybe I can ask them for another wave of sponsorship in the future—"

Bang!

Suddenly, with the sound of the window breaking, a petite and light body broke through the window like a bird.

"That's all, Scarecrow."

I saw Dinah wearing a half-face mask, and the lower half of her face was covered by a breathing filter, but even though most of her face was covered, she could feel the anger in her blue eyes.

"Just after escaping from Arkham, it seems that your nature is hopeless."

"Hmph, has Gotham fallen in the past few years? Even this little brat dares to come out to seek justice. Give it to me! Catch her, I want her to experience the taste of fear."

After receiving the scarecrow's order, the young men threw down the backpacks they used to search for property, took out knives or sticks, and surrounded Dinah.

"It's true that I'm not mature enough. But I'm more than capable of dealing with you bastards."

Dinah's body is as flexible as a cat, but her kicks and uppercuts are surprisingly fierce. The little guys couldn't hit Dinah even once, and they were beaten by Dinah one by one, crying out in pain. There is no way to fight back.

"Tsk."

The Scarecrow clicked his tongue, but he didn't intend to help his subordinates, so he turned his head and ran towards the side door.

"Stop, don't try to escape!"

Seeing this, Dinah jumped up with a somersault, stepped on the head of a young man, jumped out of the encirclement, and chased after the scarecrow.

Hiss--

The scarecrow raised his hand behind his back without looking back, and dark green strong gas gushed out from his sleeves continuously. Although Dinah was wearing a breathing filter device, she was also covered by the thick fog of poisonous gas. , was forced to stop for a while.

"Black Canary, don't chase after them deeply. You should deal with the enemies here first, then turn off the air conditioner and open the windows to let the poisonous gas disperse. Otherwise, the people here will be in danger of dying if they inhale the poisonous gas for a long time!"

Hearing Barbara's voice from the communicator next to her ear, Dinah had to turn around to deal with the chasing minions.

At the same time, Barbara also connected to other people's communications.

"Members guarding the exits, stay alert and don't let the scarecrow go!"

"This is Killer Moth. I didn't see anyone leaving at the ground exit—but I could see the GCPD police car approaching here two blocks away."

"This is Harley Quinn, the parking lot is here, it seems that we have won the lottery."

Seeing the tall and thin figure running out of the elevator in a hurry, Harley Quinn twitched her mouth and jumped out of the van with a baseball bat in her hand.

"Bite him, don't let him run away."

"Wang Wang!"

The hyena barked excitedly, using all four legs like lightning, and rushed towards the tall and thin figure.

"Don't come here, you bastard!"

The Scarecrow raised his hand and sprayed another cloud of poisonous mist, but Bud the Hyena cleverly avoided the poisonous mist, and came behind the Scarecrow in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!! Let go of your mouth!!!"

The scarecrow, who was bitten by Bud's calf, fell to the ground, and then raised his hand to drive Bud away with poisonous fog-but Bud let go when the scarecrow fell down. As long as the task of holding the enemy is enough.

The scarecrow just wanted to get up, but before he could get a firm footing, Harley Quinn kicked towards him in a gymnastics posture.

Bang!
Harley's feet hit the scarecrow's face, kicking him out fiercely, while Harley Quinn used the reaction force to roll and land smoothly, and then ran towards the scarecrow with a baseball bat in hand.

boom!
There was another loud noise, and Harley Quinn slammed the baseball bat with both hands on the sack that the scarecrow was carrying. The latter let out a muffled groan, then fell limply on the ground and obviously lost consciousness.

"I'm sorry that I didn't have a chance to catch up with you, although we only met in Arkham, and we don't have any memorable common memories—but you will be able to return to Arkham to find your little friend soon. "

Harry grabbed the scarecrow by the collar and pulled him up, then pulled off his sack hood with all his might.

"Have you caught the scarecrow, Harley? GCPD is almost at the entrance of the hotel, I just need to hand over the scarecrow to them later."

"There's something wrong, Barbara."

Hearing Harley Quinn's voice suddenly turned serious, Barbara, who was the conductor at the base, felt tense, and it was too late to blame Harley for not calling her code name.

"What's going on Harry, you didn't just slip him—"

"Of course not, I'm still very measured. The problem is, I don't know this man - I have been a psychotherapist for the Scarecrow, and although his face is deformed, I'm pretty sure he's definitely not Jonathan K. Lane."

It's a stand-in!
Barbara reacted immediately, but in this way, since the scarecrow did not leave from the first floor or the parking lot, there is only one escape route.

"Sunshine boy, respond immediately—the scarecrow is running away to the top floor! Sunshine boy? Jacques, report the situation quickly!"

(End of this chapter)