Chapter 458: for whom the death knell tolls

Chapter 458: for whom the death knell tolls

"How is he?"

Eric asked the guard at Arkham Prison.

The transparent glass curtain wall of the prison can see the scene inside. In the room full of sunlight, Speedmaster is lying on the ground motionless.

Four weeks into the thwarted crime syndicate invasion, everything is back on track.

The government's disaster relief work has basically been completed, and everything is gradually returning to normal.

Eric, who was located in the center of the storm, managed to deal with the representatives of the Walter Company before taking the time to rush to Arkham.

After experiencing the mutiny of the motherland and the surrender of most of its superheroes to the criminal syndicate, the Water Company has completely gone to decline and trough.

Due to Eric's layout in advance, he won a lot of shares in the company, and now Chenxi Company and Jizhong Church are on the board of directors of Walter Company, becoming the third major force different from the old school and the reformist. And began to gradually grasp the company's voice.

Now the Water Company is being investigated by the coalition government for reorganization and rectification, but the centipede is not dead, and the Water Company has deep ties with many politicians, so it will not go bankrupt all at once.

Eric entered the game on behalf of Norton's forces, and he was also a help to Walter, so he didn't encounter too many difficulties.

In a word, the monopoly of the superhero business of Walter Company is gone forever, and its huge influence on American society is gradually fading.

And Eric's role in it is the gravedigger of this giant.

"It's not good, sir, he's been crying."

The guard looked at the Speedmaster in the cell and replied to Eric.

"Well, guard Yan Jia, if he has anything to say, he will report it immediately."

Eric took a last look at Speedmaster curled up on the ground, shook his head, and walked out of the guard room.

"Yes, sir!"

The guard replied respectfully.

After leaving the cell where Speedmaster was being held, Eric walked to another room.

Here is the death storm.

The death storm, whose ability has been suppressed and eliminated, is sitting upright on a chair at this moment, staring outside in a trance.

The flames on his head have disappeared, and the slightly frightening skull is standing on his shoulders, losing his usual domineering and invincibility.

"What is that red crack in the sky?"

Eric asked Deathstorm.

"What destroyed your world? Tell me, the storm of death."

Hearing Eric's question, the death storm moved like a log, and he turned his head to the direction where Eric made the sound.

"Hehehe..."

Deathstorm didn't answer, instead he laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Did you hear it?"

Deathstorm asked Eric with a hoarse voice.

"Did you hear it? The footsteps of death are approaching, the death knell is ringing, and the mighty and invincible forces with fear and destruction are gradually approaching. No one can escape, even you, will be completely dead in the dust. , become a member of this destroyed hell."

Death Storm's voice is like cutting with a metal sharp tool, and it speaks words that make people around them shudder.

Eric's brows furrowed, he looked at the death storm with a strange laugh, and continued to ask, "Who?"

"Listen to yourself. You are doomed to fail, and utter failure!"

After Death Storm finished speaking, he closed his mouth and remained silent.

"do you know?"

Eric looked at the death storm in the room, "For you criminal syndicates, there is always only one path to success, like 'success is the definition of life', this is your creed. But I'm different from you guys, I I fail a lot, but it's the failures that make me stronger. We can only succeed if we fail. Grow, learn, and draw strength from it."

"This is something your criminal syndicate will never understand."

Eric walked out of the cell, "I'm never afraid of failure!"

It was raining lightly outside, and Eric had just walked out of the Arkham mental hospital when the bodyguard James stepped forward to hold an umbrella for him.

The sky was overcast, and dark clouds covered the entire sky. Even at noon, the sky became cloudy.

Taking a sip of the fragrance of grass and trees mixed with soil, Eric walked towards the car.

"What's the plan this afternoon?"

Asked Kate Fox, who was temporarily serving as his secretary.

Her manager, who works as a secretary today, wears an olive jacket that zips down to the neck, paired with jeans and lace-up boots.

Her blond hair was slightly curled and her skin was white, tender and smooth, she seemed more beautiful than when she first met.

"I left a lot of business to accompany you. Boss, are you sure you want me to be your secretary?"

Kate's blue eyes showed a narrow look.

"Huh? Isn't it because the company's business has been consolidated recently that the company has hired a lot of managers, so your workload has been greatly reduced?"

Eric dismantled her without hesitation.

"Ah......"

Kate showed a disdainful smile, "Man!"

Eric: "?"

He was a little sad, his lovely and somewhat innocent beauty manager was gone.

"How's Grayson Shaw doing?"

Eric suddenly thought of his long-lost friend, the "2D" man who had an adventure with him on the plane.

"He's very good, just came back from Italy I met a woman in Italy not long ago, I was fascinated by all kinds of things, and now I'm hanging out with her... Maybe tomorrow he will Will give all his assets to that woman."

When Kate mentioned Grayson, she showed contempt.

"Ok."

Eric nodded, indicating that he understood.

It's not easy for him to express his opinion on this kind of thing, especially in front of a beautiful woman, it's easy to get caught.

"By the way, tell me how you beat those **** in the crime syndicate?"

Kate's eyes are shining, and she seeks answers from Eric with the spirit of female gossip.

She and Grayson, who had known Eric early on, knew his Batman identity.

"Isn't it all reporting on the streets outside? Newspapers, TV, and various rumors."

In fact, since Eric defeated Speedmaster and was broadcast live on TV, Batman has completely become the spokesperson of superheroes.

Newspapers and TV broadcasted Batman in turn, various interview programs and revealing programs began to be broadcast one after another, and countless experts and scholars began to analyze and discuss everything about Batman.

The United States launched a vigorous Batman cultural worship movement.

On the way to Arkham, Eric saw several people dressed as Batman flying across the building.

Ghosts know where the neuropathy is flying upstairs in broad daylight.

"I don't believe those, I want to hear the great Batman tell it myself!"

Two people sat in the back seat, and the front and back were completely soundproof, so Kate was not afraid of being heard by others.

She leaned her body on Eric's shoulder and spoke softly, which made Eric shudder.