studiobondurri Chapter 191, Section 88: Isaiah Thomas's Methods
Chapter 191, Section 88: Isaiah Thomas's Methods
Chapter 191, Chapter 88: Thomas's Methods (I just got home today, so this is all I can do for now. I'll resume my 6000-point daytime reading tomorrow.)
When Qin Wei rushed into the office following the sound of gunfire, the two corpses in his sight made his head buzz.
"Chief Gordon—damn it!"
If he had the chance, he would definitely slap himself twice. If he had known how dark prison life was, he would have rushed to rescue his comrade immediately.
But now is not the time for self-pity. As long as Gordon's consciousness has not completely dissipated, there is still time.
Qin Wei rushed forward, opened the storage compartment in the center of his belt, and stuffed the amber gold composite into the wound on Gordon's back.
"James Gordon! You're the strongest man I've ever met—never give up!"
Qin Wei's hands trembled slightly. All the calamities Gordon had suffered stemmed from his plan. If Gordon ultimately failed to survive, he didn't know how he could face Barbara.
This is precisely why he strongly resisted teaching Tim martial arts.
The good news is that the amber gold compound took effect almost immediately, with the life force derived from the green of all things rapidly repairing the old man's broken body.
The tattered muscle fibers writhed on the wound like ivy, weaving and filling it; the congealed and dried blood that covered Gordon's body regained its luster and flowed as it was absorbed into the wound.
The bad news is that the polluted Green of All Things has extremely strong hallucinogenic properties, and not everyone can withstand such a terrifying mental attack like Qin Wei.
With a hoarse, guttural sound, James Gordon abruptly opened his eyes, his pupils dark and unfocused.
"Where am I?! Is this hell?!"
With a roar, Gordon slammed his fist to his feet and delivered a spinning whip punch to Qin Wei.
Poor Qin Wei was still basking in the joy of Gordon's resurrection when he was sent flying by a powerful blow, like a bowling ball being thrown into a corner, hitting Jess's five black handbags full of US dollars.
Banknotes flew everywhere – it was a successful throw!
With the immense power of the synthesized amber gold, Gordon temporarily became a superhuman who had lost his mind. Qin Wei's immediate priority was to calm the old man down and extract the amber gold from his body.
"Calm down, Chief Gordon! Everything you're seeing right now is fake!"
Qin Wei raised his hands to indicate that he posed no threat, but in Gordon's eyes, there stood a menacing gargoyle opposite him.
But this gargoyle became the normal one in his eyes.
The world he saw was rotting in despair.
The walls were writhing, the floor was festering and oozing pus, and torrential rain of blood poured in from the window. The suffocating stench filled his nostrils, but Gordon was undoubtedly lucky. The terrible weather with thunder and lightning blocked the moon behind the rain clouds. Otherwise, he might have gone mad the moment he saw the "eyeball".
"James————"
Qin Wei was about to speak when Gordon delivered a quick, short jab.
He dodged, but a straight back hook followed closely.
Gordon's punches were fast and powerful; if it weren't for the arm guards, Qin Wei's forearm would have been broken.
He never imagined that one day he would be facing off against Gordon.
However, James Gordon truly deserves the title of Gotham's one-on-one king. With the enhancement of Amber Gold, the pressure he exerted on Qin Wei was even stronger than that of Isaiah Thomas, almost on par with Deathstroke. And Deathstroke was a top-notch special forces soldier before being enhanced by the serum, meaning that in terms of combat ability alone, Gordon could actually rival the elite soldier.
Therefore, it is not surprising that the old man could take down the underground boxer with one move and last for more than ten rounds in the ring.
After a series of probing jabs, Gordon suddenly followed up with a backhand punch, and then a left-handed hook feint. After drawing Qin Wei's bent-arm defense, Gordon suddenly twisted his body, bent his spine, and delivered a powerful rear-hand smash.
"Holy shit!"
Qin Wei sensed something was wrong and hurriedly pulled his arm back to defend, but the punch bypassed his arm and landed on his shoulder.
In an instant, he was knocked to the ground as if he had been struck by a brown bear.
Meanwhile, Thomas, who led the prisoners to capture Block C, was basking in the joy of his successful scheme.
Although Qin Wei repeatedly warned him not to open the doors to non-target cells, Thomas defied his wishes.
After all, he came to Blackgate Prison with another purpose—to purge the prison and kill all the prisoners. If he didn't open the cells and let the prisoners gather in one place, he would have to knock on each door like the Grim Reaper, which would be far too inefficient.
So when he rescued the villains and their companions, he didn't organize an evacuation immediately, but instead drove them to launch an attack deep into the prison.
Little Thomas's voice is extremely similar to Qin Wei's, and the two are both cosplay enthusiasts. The gang members just thought that their boss was tired of wearing the original skin and wanted to change things up.
Only Brock and Deadshot, two old acquaintances of Qin Wei, noticed the anomaly.
"What? Release all the prisoners and then open fire in the exercise yard?"
Freud knew that the BOSS wouldn't do such a thing, but in order not to alert the enemy, he could only let Brock blend into the crowd first, and then go to find Qin Wei, who had only appeared once in prison.
He remembered that the other person had asked the prison guards about Gordon's whereabouts, which must have been heading to the D Block, the concentration of serious offenders.
However, Death Shooter didn't have Qin Wei's detective skills. After searching around District D, he didn't see anyone, nor did he find the underground fighting arena hidden in the abandoned motor room in the suburbs.
In that short delay, Night Owl had already accomplished his grand plan, driving all the prisoners to the exercise yard.
Several thousand people packed the exercise yard to the brim. Most of them had been tricked into coming here, and some had even participated in the liberation of areas B and C. Thomas's shameless act of betraying his allies after using them earned him a barrage of insults from these people.
But Thomas showed no remorse whatsoever; those were prisoners, after all!
Since Gotham abolished the death penalty fifty years ago, the crime rate has skyrocketed, and a bloody massacre is necessary to quell the city's restless spirit.
If those hypocritical politicians who shout about human rights don't have the guts, then they don't mind becoming executioners covered in blood.
Because of his parents' tragic experiences, he felt no psychological burden when he took action.
"shooting!"
Thomas Jr. stood inside the signal tower and gave the order to shoot over the loudspeaker. The villains opened fire without hesitation.
Although Qin Wei had told these guys his plan early on—"to return the city to the people and let the people manage the city"—these burly guys couldn't understand it. When they saw a man in black coming from the sky to lend a helping hand, they assumed it was Qin Wei and obeyed all of Qin Wei's orders without question.
Even a significant portion of the prisoners who were shot were former gang members.
At this point, the villains had completely deviated from their original intentions when they followed Qin Wei, or rather, they never had any original intentions at all; they were just a bunch of foolish sheep who only knew how to blindly follow their leader.
The bloody scene at Blackgate Prison made someone break out in a cold sweat.
That's right, this guy is none other than the long-awaited armored bat Thomas Elliott.
After witnessing what Thomas Jr. had done, this villain in the truest sense suddenly felt that he had lost all his value.
"Isaiah Thomas, you bastard, you did all my work—what am I supposed to do?!"