Chapter 113 King of Arkham

It was a dark and windy night, and the lights in Arkham Asylum went out one after another.

When it was time to go to bed and turn off the lights, all the patients returned to their wards.

The electrocutor lying on the bed counted the time, suddenly got off the bed and opened the door to the room.

The completely brainwashed Scarecrows Jonathan and Hugo Strange, as well as an Arkham Asylum psychiatrist in a white coat, were already waiting outside the door.

The electrocutor nodded upon seeing this and walked out of the ward with his hands behind his back.

"It seems that my electrotherapy brainwashing technology has become quite mature, which is really good."

The electrocutor walked towards the door of ward 0135 in a narcissistic manner, which was Mr. Freeze's Victor's room.

He placed the electrotherapy device on the door handle. As the current increased, the door handle quickly turned red and softened.

Then, the electrocutor pursed his lips.

After a series of previous events, Jonathan's body has now undergone serious mutations. Not only is he now completely immune to fear gas, he can also make his body synthesize fear gas.

The next day, when the hospital staff found the psychiatrist dead in the ward, it was already noon.

After tying Mr. Freeze with a belt in the ward that had become a dedicated electrotherapy room, Electrocutor began to look for his next target.

Another playing card was inserted diagonally into the electrotherapy device hanging on the chest of the electrocutor. The crackling sound of electricity sounded. This thing was already broken and couldn't be broken anymore.

Then, under Jonathan's surprised gaze, he turned his head and spat the poisonous fear in his mouth onto Hugo Strange's face on the other side.

Using the same method to break open the door, the clown wearing a cute nightcap looked like he hadn't woken up, as if he had just fallen asleep and was woken up by these guys.

The Joker quickly established himself as the king of Arkham Asylum, and he is now the true King of Arkham.

Then he flicked the playing cards with both fingers, and the playing cards spun like flying knives and shot towards the guys on both sides.

The security guards and nurses moved the psychiatrist's body out in disgust, and they even spat on him.

But before he could ask any questions, Hugo and Jonathan stuffed socks into his mouth and dragged him out of the ward without explanation.

Upon seeing this, Jonathan pursed his lips and blew out a mouthful of yellow fear gas at the clown who had already stood up.

Jonathan, who lost the fear gas, was no different from ordinary people. He was kicked in the abdomen by the clown, and he knelt on the ground holding his stomach.

When the clown saw this, he sucked the fear gas spitted out by Jonathan into his mouth.

Of course, if he drinks some special chemicals, his body will synthesize fear gas faster, the concentration of fear gas will be higher, and the effect will be better.

Jonathan and Hugo, who were standing at the door, heard this and immediately opened the door and rushed in.

"Oh yes, this is indeed a misunderstanding."

The electrocutor cursed and immediately asked Jonathan and Hugo to pull the clown out of the bed.

The clown in room 3274.

The clown punched out the electrocutor's front teeth, then waved his hand and said, "What do you want to talk about? Is it good to talk about my fist?"

Hugo Strange, who had inhaled the fear gas, immediately took a few steps back with a horrified expression, then squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.

The electrotherapy device sizzled on the clown's temples, and the red-hot temples even gave off a smell of barbecue.

He rubbed his eyes drowsily and said, "Well, who is visiting my place?"

"You are the most patient person I have ever met!"

Working in Arkham, doctors have a much higher probability of dying than patients, so they have long been accustomed to all this.

As soon as he finished speaking, the clown lying on the bed immediately opened his eyes, grinned with a red mouth and said, "Really? Can we really be friends forever?"

Blood gushed out from the psychiatrist's neck. He covered his bleeding neck and knelt down on the ground. It seemed that he would not survive.

During the lunch break, in Arkham's free activity room, the clown was sitting on a chair with his legs on the table, declaring his dominance to everyone.

Mr. Freeze, who was wearing a cryosuit, looked puzzled, not sure why these people suddenly broke into his room.

Upon seeing this, the electrocutor shouted: "Jonathan, Hugo! You two idiots, come in and help!"

"This is a gift for a friend!"

The electrocutor praised: "I'm honored that you will become my forever friend!"

The clown's hands were trapped at his side, and he skillfully took out two playing cards from his trouser pocket.

Jonathan and Hugo stood behind him on both sides, while the electrocutor stood directly behind him, massaging his shoulders intimately.

The playing cards spun forward in a strange manner, but when the playing cards flew less than one meter away, they immediately made a sharp turn in the air and flew back.

As for Mr. Freeze, he is the only one who has the right to sit next to the Joker.

As for Jonathan and Hugo, they stood stiffly on both sides of the door, looking like bodyguards.

When the electrocutor saw this, he immediately said: "I think this is a misunderstanding. We can have a good talk."

The clown took out two more playing cards and flicked forward with both fingers.

The flying playing card just made a circle on the belt that tied the clown.

Who makes this guy more arrogant?

The electrocutor stood to the left of the clown's head, turned on the electrotherapy device, and pressed it on the clown's temple.

He wanted to resist, but was directly injected with a tube of sedative by the psychiatrist at the door.

Moreover, because the murderer is mentally ill, there is no way to continue to hold him accountable. The most that can be done is to increase the murderer's prison term by a few years.

He thought for a while and prepared to start today's electrotherapy brainwashing course with clowns.

They and the Arkham patients around them looked at the guy kneeling on the ground in front of them expressionlessly, without any mercy.

Who dared this stupid guy to confront a clown?

Unfortunately, it makes no difference to the patients here whether they are locked up in Arkham Asylum for five years or ten.

Hugo Strange on the side immediately understood, and with his muscular body, he kicked open the door.

Likewise, after a shot of sedative, the clown seemed to slowly stop struggling.

One of the playing cards plunged directly into the neck of the poor brainwashed psychiatrist.

In the electrotherapy room, looking at the Joker and Mr. Freeze who were tied to the bed, the electrocutor laughed and said:

"Ha, as expected, anyone who has a crush on that guy Depp is either a fool or a clown."

With a click, the leather strap with smooth cuts fell to the ground.

The brainwashed psychiatrist on the side was attentive with a syringe, ready to give the person on the bed a sedative booster shot at any time.

"This idiot!"

Although the banging of the door was loud, this was Arkham Asylum, and it was not surprising that someone would smash the door with their head every night.

Because he has been saying good things about Mr. Depp, the Joker recognizes this very much.

Pamela Eisley, who has green leaves naturally growing on her hair, is beating her legs for the clown.

In a place like Arkham, perhaps only the most extreme madness can win everyone's fear and surrender.

However, the patient's situation has little impact on the hospital staff. Their biggest headache now is where to find a decent psychiatrist.

To this end, they sought help from major hospitals in Gotham.

Finally, at Gotham Central Hospital, a psychiatrist was willing to transfer to Arkham Asylum.
Chapter completed!