Chapter 639: 18th alma mater that year

Henry Duka!
The current name of Master Ninja does not matter what his real name is. He has many identities, and his name is just a code name for him. Just know that he is the leader of the Shadow Warrior Alliance.
The Kagemusha Alliance has been handed down for a long time and has not fallen for hundreds of years. Its purpose is to confront the Ministry...cough cough, to maintain world order and justice, and to eliminate corruption and corruption.
Gotham is a breeding ground for crime. Through its high crime rate, it attracts a large number of scum and villains every year to stimulate tourism, promote sustainable economic development, and achieve a healthy and good crime industry cycle chain.
The criminal families, secret organizations and gangs in Gotham City are entangled, and the parasites generally draw the blood of the city and push it into the abyss step by step. The inaction of the government, the incompetence of the police, the numbness of the people, everything makes the city look hopeless.
In Duka's eyes, Gotham is a diseased tumor. Before the cancer has spread wildly, it should be removed as soon as possible. You can't say that Duka's thinking is wrong, he just has a hole in his brain, and he is replaced by a martial arts world, that is, a martial arts wizard flying out of the sky from the sky.
Although Duka has extreme thinking and loves to go to extremes in doing things, his skill is indeed extraordinary, reaching the limit of ordinary people. The shadow warriors trained by him are omnipotent in stealth and assassination, and they are all masters of ten.
Arkham is a psychiatric hospital, at best a heavily guarded prison, the hidden warriors sneak in without any effort. These executioners, who have been active in the dark for many years, are like real shadows. Their tactical execution ability is as precise as a scalpel, dismembering the enemy layer by layer, and the final blow is fatal.
Before everyone was aware, they had firmly controlled Arkham in their hands, at least... on the surface.
Occupying Arkham, the shadow in Duka's heart dissipated a lot, and he felt that his previous worries were too much. Instructed his subordinates to perform the task according to the plan, pour the hallucinogenic poison into the tap water pipe of Gotham, and he will kill the collaborator of the plan-the Scarecrow!
"The Scarecrow" Klein, the director of Arkham Mental Hospital. My job is a psychiatrist, part-time doctoral tutor, and often gives lectures at Gotham University.
As an outstanding psychiatrist, Klein himself is a mental illness. The madness and paranoia of his revenge on society originated from the tragic experience of his school days. Klein was one of the victims of school violence at the Great American Emperor. Because he was tall and thin, with slender hands and feet, he was responsible for the role of punching bag in the school, and because he was so weak and soft as noodles when he was repeatedly bullied, his classmates kindly gave him He was nicknamed'Scarecrow'.
The eighteenth alma mater that year~
Standing like a Luo~~
At that time Klein swears in tears~~
You must see him~~~
All in all, this is an inspirational story!
Klein is now successful in his career and has a reputation in academia. He is the dean of Arkham, and he is a focal point every time he returns to school. Klein, a Gotham celebrity, was very emotional in the most flashy shirt. Some people took pictures and didn't forget to put their hands in their pockets.
It's just that he lost contact recently and hasn't appeared in Arkham for many days. It is said that he was traveling abroad. Before leaving, she ordered Miss Quezel to be responsible for the work of the hospital until he returned.
People sighed with emotion that it was no disadvantage to carry a weapon. Quezel was still a young doctor intern half a year ago, but he got close to Klein's thigh and was promoted to the top of the hospital like a rocket.
Duka didn't know the above, he only knew that he communicated with Klein normally every day, and the plan was smooth and stable. Now that his goal has been achieved, Klein has no use value, and it is time to send Klein to see God.
At the entrance of the dean's room, Duka straightened his bow tie, and he sighed and wiped it on his hair. Then he opened the door vigorously.
"Clay..." As soon as he opened the door, Duka was stunned, the scene in the office stunned him.
Quezel dressed as a nurse on Duke's lap, wrapped his hands around his neck, and two straight long legs were wrapped in white silk. The nurse's outfit is a kind of skirt with slits, the slits are so high that they are almost open to the creak.
The scene suddenly became a bit awkward, Duke coughed slightly, pushed Quezel away from his body, and took up a tissue to wipe off the red lipstick on his face.
"Who are you? Where is Klein?" Duka asked sternly.
"I'm Duke, Arkham's Acting Dean, you can call me Dean Du. Mr. Klein has taken a long vacation, and I'm not sure when he will come back. You can tell me what you can do." Duke is not in a hurry. Slowly open the drawer and put on the gold glasses. He looks like a dog and looks like a dean.
Of course, when Quezel sat on his lap, he was more like the dean!
"Nonsense, I talked to Klein on the phone before I came, and he said he would wait for me in the dean's room." Duka was puzzled, thinking Klein had seen through his thoughts on killing the donkey and found a The killer of the office scandal.
"This is impossible, Klein is not in the service area at all!" Duke shook his head in denial.
Duka squinted his eyes, labeled Duke and Quezel as mortal, and took out his cell phone from his arms. As a result, as soon as he dialed Klein's number, the office remembered the crisp and sweet ringtone.
"Calabash Baby, Calabash Baby, I lost three when I was born! The wind and rain, and the three disappeared, I was left~~~ Dingdang, dangdang, no~~~ Dingdang, dangdang, was arrested ~~~"
Duke glanced at Duka slightly apologetically, then connected to the phone and cleared his throat and said, "Hey, this is Klein. Master Ninja, are you here?"
The voice belonging to Klein rang from the phone, Duka's face was cold and he cut off the phone, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Where is Klein?"
The same as the previous question, but with a completely different tone, the naked murderous intent was not concealed, and the anger of the ninja master reached its limit.
"Didn't I tell you? I'm Arkham's acting dean!" Duke put down his cell phone and pointed to the nameplate on his chest. The golden lacquered'dean' in English was dazzling. Open your eyes.
As he was talking, Duke took out the remote control and turned on the surveillance TV in the dean's room. In the picture, more than a dozen shadow dancers were pouring green liquid into the water pipe.
Duka's face was suddenly full of anger, and his eyes shot out of unstoppable killing intent. He knew that he had been tricked. From the beginning, there was no Klein, it was all Duke's conspiracy.
"Let your people stop doing useless work. Those hallucinogenic potions are apple-flavored Fanta. If they fall down, the citizens should complain to the water plant. They are all struggling to make money and support their families, so why bother them! "Duke added lightly.
"You! Damn! Die!!" Duka's accumulated anger erupted like a volcano. After gritting his teeth and saying this, he leaped towards Duke and secretly vowed to tear Duke to pieces.
Duke tilted Erlang's legs, folded his hands on his knees, and calmly leaned against the boss's chair. Without him, Quezel, who was wearing a nurse costume, rushed out like a sword.
boom!
Duka only felt a flower in front of him, he was hit by a heavy object on his chest, and he was short of breath. The whole figure seemed to be hit by a high-speed car, and fell out of the dean's room.
Duka, who was lying on the ground, almost did not breathe, clutching his chest and struggling twice, but did not get up. The floor of the hospital was cold, but Duka's heart was even colder, because he didn't see anything clearly and was beaten into the air.
There is nothing to fight back!
With a bright smile, Quezel walked out of the dean's room with slender high heels and gracefully catwalks. The slender waist that is not tightly gripped is swayed and twisted. The white silk, chopstick legs, and high heels are very eye-catching, directly showing the achievements of the year.
Duka took a deep breath, stood up with the pain, and ran wildly without turning his head back. While fleeing embarrassed, he did not forget to call his subordinates to retreat. When he rushed to the entrance of the hospital, there were hundreds of shadow warriors gathered around Duka. There were many people, and his hanging heart was slightly relieved.
At this moment, the roaring engine roar came ~EbookFREE.me~ Along with the harshness of the brakes, the Batmobile blocked the hospital door. As the car door opened, Batman ignored the many shadow warriors, locked Duka with his sharp eyes, and said coldly: "Long time no see, Teacher Duka! Or, I should call you a master ninja!"
"Bruce, do you know?" Duka said in amazement. When he taught Batman, he used the identity of the master ninja spokesperson. He thought it was dripping in disguise, and there was no possibility of being seen through by Batman.
"Your disguise is not perfect. I figured everything out when I got the black card." Batman replied. The medicine strengthened not only his physical fitness, but also made his mind more flexible. The doubts buried in his heart before, now he can understand it.
To put it bluntly, Batman has become smarter.
"Kill him, let's get out of here!" Duka ordered the people around him, and Arkham made him feel extremely insecure and didn't want to wait for a second.
The shadow warriors drew their long swords and hugged them, and the air suddenly filled with tragic killing.
There were hundreds of powerful enemies waiting, Batman's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hips and strode forward, the Batmobile window automatically fell, and a passionate BGM sounded.
I’m Bruce Wayne, I’m Batman from Gotham City, and now I am facing 100 Shadow Warriors, all of whom are experts at the cold weapon proficiency level. I used to be very strenuous to play five at a time. But now... I don't have the slightest disturbance in my heart, and I even want to laugh a little.
All of this is because I am super hanging now, and I am so crazy that I am afraid of myself!
(End of this chapter)
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