No one suspects that the clown is lying.

Everyone knows that this is a lunatic who is difficult to infer with common sense.

Others will think about monopolizing the Nighthawk's legacy, while the Joker will only choose to let Gotham burn because that's fun.

"Fake!"

There must be many people who find it interesting, but they don’t.

The one who finds the least interesting is Quinn.

"Nighthawk actually left a legacy! How did you know? He told you when he beat you up?!" In a warehouse in Gotham, Quinn roared at the Crazy Hat.

He naturally also received news and knew that he had become the target of public criticism.

The conscience of heaven and earth, before getting the news, Quinn really didn't consider the issue of Nighthawk's legacy.

He found the Crazy Hat and took it away, which had nothing to do with Nighthawk.

It was because before Mad Hat was sent to the hospital by Nighthawk this time, he had a conflict with Quinn, a relatively core subordinate.

The final result was that Kunen's subordinates were sewn with hats, and more than one was still pressed, and the person was basically useless.

There is no harmony among the super villains.

There are frequent conflicts between each other, and the fight is not once or twice - especially those who have many younger brothers under their command.

Quinn looked for a crazy hat to vent his anger.

As the boss, if your subordinates are bullied and cannot get back the situation, where will they put their face? How can you stay outside in the future?

Not everyone is the clown, the madman, who can conquer a group of subordinates just by saying anything.

Unexpectedly, before the anger was out, and before I could talk about it, I could still establish my authority with a mad hat, as soon as the news of Nighthawk's legacy came out, Quinn was targeted by a bunch of people.

"I don't know what Nighthawk's legacy is, the clown is lying!" Facing Quinn's questions and the big fist of the casserole, the Crazy Hat shouted loudly.

"Oh."

Quinn sneered, "Do you think I will believe you? This way, you can take me to find the Nighthawk's legacy, and you can ruin my subordinates' affairs."

"Fake! I really don't know what legacy!" Crazy Hat is innocent.

"You don't know, why did the clown say you know?" Quinn punched Crazy Hat next to the head.

The crazy hat was hung up and stuck to the wall.

This punch directly caused the strong and thick walls to spread cracks.

If it hits a person, the head will inevitably be as fragile as a watermelon that falls to the ground.

The Crazy Hat can't stand a few strokes.

"Wait! I think about it!" Crazy Hat recalled, then thought of something, and cursed, "Fake! Could it be that I knew the whereabouts of the inheritance because I knew the nighthawk's nest?"

"So that's it! Then where is his nest!"

Quinn is of course interested in Nighthawk's legacy.

"How do I know that I was beaten to my memory by him! You still told me!" said Crazy Hat.

“…”

Quinn didn't speak, staring at the crazy hat.

"You have a way to get me back my lost memories, and I can find the Nighthawk's nest if he hasn't moved." said the Crazy Hat. He didn't want to die yet.

"Wait."

Kunen left a word and left a few younger brothers to guard.

He really knew how to get the Crazy Hat to regain his memory. In Gotham, there is a very famous psychic and fortune teller who is a great guest of honor and fortune teller.

Quinn has been in contact with him and has some real skills.

There may be a way to dig out the memories hidden by the Crazy Hat and get the whereabouts of the Nighthawk's nest from him.

Before, no one had thought of using this method to know where the Nighthawk's nest is.

But neither the medium, the Nighthawk or the Crazy Hat are easy to mess with.

Even if you know Nighthawk's lair in this way, won't others move?

The gain is not worth the loss.

Now it's different, at least Nighthawk is really dead.

If he didn't move and there was a real estate in his lair, it would be a huge fortune.

Worth the risk.

Besides, Quinn is now targeted by everyone. Unless he fled from Gotham, he would have to face all sides. It would be better to take the initiative and get the Nighthawk's legacy before others take action and exhaust him.

Mado.

A thin, unpretentious middle-aged woman lives at the junction of Gotham's slums and a safe area.

She was originally safe.

But unexpectedly, the storm of Nighthawk's legacy affected her.

In such a big Gotham, some people want to go to Quinn's Crazy Hat, and some people want to go to Mardo and ask her to divine.

It is no safer to let the psychics directly divine the legacy of Nighthawk Man than to find Quinn, the Crazy Hat?

When the message spreads for a few hours.

Mardo received an invitation from a big man, wanting her to divine where the Nighthawk's legacy is.

Before Mado refused, he received a more direct invitation.

This time it was not a phone call, but a convoy drove to her doorstep.

Mardo had to accept the latter's invitation.

However, the convoy was attacked within half an hour after driving out.

The attacker was unknown, and Mardo was very lucky to be uninjured.

I was protected by the COP who arrived and escorted to the Gotham Police Station.

Although Gordon personally led the team, although it was useless, it could at least stabilize people's hearts.

When the COP convoy arrived halfway, it attacked again.

The attacker this time was just a person, not someone else, but the fire dog mentioned by the clown.

Fire dogs are individuals, but not ordinary people.

His method of setting fire was to change into a big dog burning with raging flames.

It is huge and can catch up with a regular SUV.

The defense can be referred to as the main battle tank. In addition to fragile key points such as eyes, it is difficult for ordinary firearms and weapons to injure fire dogs.

The disadvantage is that the strength is actually relatively average, and it can be suppressed by three or five adult men.

If you are not afraid of the flames on the fire dog, the macho can enjoy the fun of beating monsters.

In theory, gunfire and scream sounded together.

The bullet fell on the fire dog and had little effect.

Although the fire dog is not strong, it has flames on it and rushed straight towards the car, forcing COP to abandon the car and run.

Gordon fled with Mardo, and Bill was next to him.

There was chaos behind, and a group of people tried their best to stop the fire dogs.

"Summer, summer, summer!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Bill did not forget to call Xia Yan's real name while running.

It was not loud, and he didn't know if he could contact whom in such a chaotic environment.

There is nothing to do.

COP couldn't stop Lianhuo Dog, so Bill could only place his hope on Xia Yanzhen.

The same sentence - that man who can slap the iron railing with one slap.

After escaping for a while, Gordon, Mardo, Bill and four COPs were blocked in the alley.

In front is the fire dog getting closer and closer.

Behind is a wall of one degree, with a height of four or five meters, which is impossible to cross.

The dense gunfire gradually stopped, and a group of people could not hurt the nearby fire dog.

"Tell me! Where is the Nighthawk's legacy?"

The fire dog's low roar formed ambiguous words that could barely be understood.

"I don't know!" Mado screamed.
To be continued...