The current name of the Ninja Master. His real name is not important. He has many identities. The name is just a code name to him. All you need to know is that he is the leader of the Shadow Warrior Alliance.

The Shadow Warrior Alliance has a long history and has stood for hundreds of years. The purpose of its existence is to fight against... ahem, to maintain the order and justice of the world and to eliminate depravity and corruption.

Gotham is a breeding ground for evil. Its high crime rate attracts a large number of scum and villains every year, thereby stimulating the tourism industry, promoting sustainable economic development, and achieving a healthy and good criminal industry cycle chain.

Gotham City's criminal families, secret organizations and gangs are intertwined and are like parasites sucking the city's blood, pushing it step by step into the abyss. The government's inaction, the police's incompetence, and the people's numbness make the city look hopeless.

In Duka's eyes, Gotham is a malignant tumor that should be removed as soon as possible before the cancer cells spread wildly. You can't say that Duka's ideas are wrong, he just has a hole in his brain. If it were a martial arts world, he would be a martial arts genius with a top of his head.

Although Duka has extreme thoughts and likes to do things in an extreme way, his skills are indeed extraordinary and have reached the limit of ordinary people. The shadow warriors trained by him are capable of lurking and assassinating, and are all good at fighting ten people at once.

Arkham is a mental hospital, or at most a heavily guarded prison, so it is effortless for the hidden warriors to sneak in. This group of 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.

"Didn't I tell you? I'm the acting dean of Arkham!" Duke put down his phone and pointed to the nameplate on his chest. The English word "Dean" written in gold lacquer was so dazzling that it was hard to open your eyes.

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Duka's face was immediately filled with rage, with uncontrollable murderous intent spurting out from his eyes. He knew that he had been tricked. There was no such thing as Klein from the beginning. It was all Duke's conspiracy.

Duke crossed his legs, folded his hands on his knees, and leaned back in his boss chair calmly. Without him doing anything, Quinzel, who was wearing a nurse's uniform beside him, rushed out like a sword.

"That's impossible. Klein is not in the service area at all!" Duke shook his head in denial.

Klein's voice rang out from the phone. Duka hung up the phone with a cold face and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Where is Klein?"

Quinzel was sitting on Duke's lap in a nurse's uniform, with her arms around his neck and her long straight legs wrapped in white silk. The nurse's uniform had a slit skirt, and the slit was very high, almost reaching her armpits.

"Clay..." As soon as Duka opened the door, he was stunned. The scene in the office left him dumbfounded.

"Tell your people to stop wasting time. Those hallucinogenic drugs are apple-flavored Fanta. If they fall more often, the citizens will complain to the water plant. They are all poor people who have to earn money to support their families. Why make things difficult for them?" Duke added lightly.

It was the same question as before, but the tone was completely different. The murderous intent was exposed without any concealment, and the ninja master's anger had reached its limit.

To put it bluntly, Batman has become smarter.

After occupying Arkham, Duca's shadow faded a lot, and he felt that his previous worries were unnecessary. He ordered his men to carry out the mission according to the plan, pouring hallucinogenic poison into Gotham's water pipes, and he would kill the collaborator of this plan - Scarecrow!

Duke glanced at Duka with an apologetic look before answering the phone. He cleared his throat and said, "Hello, this is Klein. Master Ninja, are you here yet?"

Duka narrowed his eyes, labeled Duke and Quinzel as doomed, and took out his phone from his arms. As soon as he dialed Klein's number, the office rang with a clear and pleasant ringtone. "Calabash Brothers, Calabash Brothers, three of them were lost when they were born! Three more were lost in the wind and rain, and I'm the only one left~~~Ding-dang-dong-dong-dong, I'm gone~~~Ding-dang-dong-dong-dong, I've been caught~~~"

"Bruce, you know everything?" Duca said in surprise. When he was teaching Batman, he used the identity of the Ninja Master's spokesperson. He thought his disguise was flawless and there was no possibility of being seen through by Batman.

People were all sighing that carrying a weapon was indeed a sure win. Half a year ago, Quinzel was just an intern doctor, but he got close to Klein and was promoted like a rocket to become the head of the hospital.

Duka took a breath, endured the pain and got up, ran away without looking back, and told his men to retreat while fleeing. When he rushed to the hospital entrance, hundreds of shadow warriors had gathered around Duka, and he was relieved a little because of the large number of people.

"I'm Duke, the acting dean of Arkham. You can call me Dean Du. Mr. Klein is on a long vacation and it's not certain when he will be back. You can tell me if you have anything." Duke opened the drawer slowly and put on gold-rimmed glasses. He looked like a real dean.

Klein is now successful in his career and well-known in the academic world. He is the dean of Arkham and is always the focus of attention every time he returns to school. Klein, a Gotham celebrity, is very emotional in his flashy outfit and even puts his hands in his pockets when someone takes a photo of him.

The scene suddenly became a little awkward. Duke coughed lightly, pushed Quinzel away, picked up a tissue and wiped the big red lipstick marks off his face.

At this moment, the roar of the engine came, accompanied by the harsh sound of the brakes, and the Batmobile blocked the hospital gate. The door opened, Batman ignored the many shadow warriors, locked his sharp eyes on Duka, and said coldly: "Long time no see, Duka teacher! Or, should I call you Ninja Master!"

"Who are you? Where is Klein?" Duka asked with a stern face.

As an outstanding psychiatrist, Klein himself is a mental patient. His madness and paranoia of revenge against society stems from the tragic experience in his student days. Klein is one of the victims of school violence in the United States. Because of his tall and thin stature, slender hands and feet, he is the punching bag in school. Because he is weak and soft like a noodle when he is bullied repeatedly, his classmates affectionately nicknamed him "Scarecrow".

Boom! Duka felt a flash before his eyes, and something heavy hit his chest. He gasped, and the whole person seemed to be hit by a speeding car, and fell out of the door of the dean's office.

Without anyone noticing, they had Arkham firmly under their control, at least... on the surface.

As he was speaking, Duke took out the remote control and turned on the surveillance TV in the dean's office. In the screen, a dozen shadow dancers were pouring green liquid into the tap.

At the Alma Mater Dance that year, he stood like a minion. Klein swore with tears in his eyes that everyone must see him. In short, this is an inspirational story!

"Your disguise is not perfect. When I got the black letter, I figured everything out." Batman replied. The potion not only strengthened his physical fitness, but also made his mind more flexible. The doubts that were buried in his heart before, now he can understand them at a glance.

Quinzel smiled brightly, stepped on her slender high heels, and walked out of the dean's office with an elegant cat step. Her slender waist swayed, and her white stockings, chopstick legs, and high heels were very eye-catching, and she directly won the "Play Year" achievement.

Scarecrow Crane, the director of Arkham Asylum, is a psychiatrist and a part-time doctoral supervisor. He often gives lectures at Gotham University.

No way to fight back!

Duka, lying on the ground, almost fainted. He struggled twice, holding his chest, but couldn't get up. The floor of the hospital was very cold, but Duka's heart was even colder, because he was beaten away before he could see anything clearly.

But he has been out of contact recently and has not appeared in Arkham for many days. It is said that he is traveling abroad. Before leaving, he ordered that Miss Quinzel be in charge of the hospital's work until he returns.

At the door of the dean's office, Duka adjusted his bow tie, blew on his hair, and then pushed open the door with full energy.

Of course, when Quinzel sat on his lap, he looked more like the dean! "Nonsense! I spoke to Klein on the phone before I came here, and he said he would wait for me in the dean's office." Duca was confused, thinking that Klein saw through his intention to get rid of him, so he found a scapegoat who could only cause office scandals.

"You! Deserve! Death!!" Duka's pent-up anger erupted like a volcano. After gritting his teeth and saying this, he leaped towards Duke and secretly vowed to tear Duke into pieces.

"Kill him, let's get out of here!" Duka ordered the people around him. Arkham made him feel extremely insecure and he didn't want to stay there for even a second.

The shadow warriors drew their swords and rushed forward, and the air was suddenly filled with a tragic and murderous atmosphere.

Surrounded by powerful enemies, numbering hundreds, Batman remained calm, raised his hips and strode forward. The Batmobile window automatically dropped down, and the exciting BGM sounded.

I am Bruce Wayne, I am the Batman of Gotham City, and now I am facing 100 shadow warriors, all of whom are masters of cold weapons. In the past, it was very difficult for me to fight five at a time. But now... I am not moved at all, and I even feel like laughing.

All this is because I am so awesome now that even I am afraid of myself when I go crazy! (End of this chapter)