In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1444: Research on Manipulation (10)

Accompanied by a series of noises of metal collisions, the prisoners in the cell stood up one after another, walked to the door and lined up, waiting for the prison guard to open the door and take them out to let the wind out.

There were only three people in Bruce's cell. He deliberately waited for a while, letting Bain stand first, while he and Tang En stood behind. Bain was the first to bend down and walk through the narrow cell door, and fell Bruce paused at the back, and said to Dunn in a mocking tone: "Without the big dog, who are you going to find later?"

Twain swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and seemed a little confused. He didn't need Bruce to remind him. He also found that now he was the most bully in this cell, just like Jimmy before.

However, unlike Jimmy, he did not officially join any gang. He only had Big Dog as his backer. Don't plan to cover him, Tang En is very scared now.

Let’s not talk about Bandage Killer. Although he is a bit colder, he has not shown any aggressive behavior yet, but the new inmate Bane is a violent maniac no matter how you look at it, and he is stronger than a big dog. Much, if Bane bullied him like the big dogs bullied Jimmy, it would be almost impossible for him to survive the first round.

Seeing that the expression on Tang En's face gradually changed to panic, Bruce turned his head back silently, and walked out under the leadership of the prison guards.

After arriving at the release site, Bruce didn't stop, he walked towards the group of the oldest serial killers in the prison, and sat down in an inconspicuous corner, although he was very different from anyone No communication, but has identified himself to other gangs.

Few people in the prison are willing to mess with this group of murderers. After all, other criminals are just for profit. Most of the conflicts of interest between gangs will go to the end, but a madman who is sick will definitely kill him.

And this group of lunatics has no intention of dealing with drugs or cigarettes. Most of them do not smoke, drink or take drugs. They are physically strong and have good living habits. Their only hobby is reading books or newspapers. This has no conflict of interest with other gangs. So nature is safe and sound.

"Is there a newspaper?" Bruce asked, looking up at a thin scholar-like person.

"You can't all count on me." The man with the appearance of a scholar frowned and complained, he grinned to one side from time to time, and then shrugged his shoulders on the other side, looking a bit of a sequelae of polio.

"Next week I will find a way to get two journals in." Bruce sat on the ground with his hands on his knees, and obviously everyone around him was attracted by his words and turned to look at him, so Bruce went on to add: "But don't expect the latest version, they can't figure out the complicated pile of serial numbers."

But other people still gathered around one after another, and they changed the topic to the latest academic achievements they saw before being imprisoned. Bruce chatted with them indifferently, but his eyes were on the release Bain's body on the edge of the field.

This extremely strong hunk naturally attracted the attention of various gangs. The gangs in the prison are most lacking in two types of people. One is completely inconspicuous. Little guy, such a person can help them transport contraband, and there is another kind who is constantly looking for trouble, showing his violent temperament, a daunting big guy, which can help them keep the contraband.

Bane obviously belongs to the latter. His figure is the strongest in the entire prison. Even if you don’t look at the tubes in the back of his head, you can tell that he is a reformer just by looking at his muscle mass. Criminals written on their faces can deter opponents who want to fight, so they are naturally the most popular among gangs.

Both the Frontier Gang and the neo-Nazis sent people there tentatively. The black gang temporarily stood still, but it could be seen that there was some interest. The rest of the people also focused their eyes on that side, wanting to see who could Get this mighty beast.

The Frontier Gang first sent a Latino to walk towards where Bain was. Bain was still sitting on the ground, and didn't move when he saw the person coming. He just stared at him with his eyes under the mask.

Bruce is very aware of how much pressure Bane's eyes can give people. The Latino obviously slowed down when he approached Bane, and seemed to have forgotten the prepared speech, and just stood two meters away from Bane The place where I was dumbfounded.

Suddenly, Bane stood up, and the Latino instinctively took two steps back in fright. There was a burst of tittering from the surrounding crowd. They didn't understand the shadow that was shrouded under Bane's huge body. How much pressure will be encountered, I just feel that the border gang is a bunch of soft guys, and I was scared before I really did it.

A leader of the Frontier Gang couldn't sit still anymore. He had to find his way back and pay for the poor performance of his subordinates, so he called two followers, walked over with his arms swung, and gave Bain a slap Chin, in English with a Spanish accent: "Hey big man, why don't you say hello to my mate?"

"I didn't see that he wanted to say hello." Bain said in a buzzing voice. He tightened his arm muscles, pushed aside the Latino standing in front of him with a very rude movement, and walked up to the head of the white man. In front of the target, he beat his chest with his hand and said: "You should know that I can twist your heads off before the ankle ring discharges."

The leader sneered and said: "Then you will be locked up in a single confinement room where the sky is not visible, don't even think about doing it, big idiot, unless you want to be imprisoned by that crazy woman Amanda Measures to torture for a lifetime."

Bane breathed out through his nostrils, stared blankly at the leader and said, "What do you want to do?"

"We just wanted to come and say hi to you."

"The greetings are over now, get out."

"Something's wrong." Bruce with red eyes turned his head to look at the other self beside him, and said, "Bane's behavior just now is different from when I first met him, he acted like a brainless The reckless man."

"Perhaps he just wanted to disguise himself as a reckless man." Blue-eyed Bruce narrowed his eyes and watched Bane's movements intently, and said, "Tightening the muscles can better show the size of the arms, highlighting the With a strong body, when standing, put the center of gravity back and push the hips forward, in order to emphasize the masculine characteristics, the hands are not in front of the body, but placed on the sides of the body, showing a fearless aura."

"He is constantly strengthening his physical performance, and using short language and straightforward words to imitate his own way of speaking, making people feel that he is just a big fool with well-developed limbs and a simple mind. Look, aren't the people from the Frontier Gang being fooled?"

"Why would he do that?" asked the red-eyed Bruce.

"If it were me, when faced with an unfamiliar environment surrounded by enemies, I would hide my most important weapon as a trump card."

"Even though he already has such a strong body, he still thinks his intelligence is more important?"

"Maybe his wisdom is stronger than his body." Blue-eyed Bruce stared at the tubes in the back of Bane's head and said, "You can see from the scribbled way of the doctor who took over the tubes, as As far as the experimental subject is concerned, he is not precious, and it is very likely that it is the model used for the initial drug trial."

"This model will not be stored for a long time." The red-eyed Bruce went on to speculate in his own words: "Those laboratories that conduct illegal human experiments will regularly destroy these consumables, and he not only was not destroyed, but also carried These broken tubes escaped the lab and even hooked up with Amanda."

"I have no doubt that Bane used Amanda. He made Amanda think that he was just a reckless big man, an easy-to-manipulate killing tool, so he came to the ordinary prison."

"If his goal was to escape from prison, he would have been able to leave long ago. Amanda was deceived by him and did not use that kind of strict special confinement measures to deal with him, while the security forces in ordinary cells are against him. Judging from the muscle mass of his legs, he can even jump directly out of the grid, so why didn't he go?" Blue-eyed Bruce frowned and said in a slightly puzzled tone.

"Bain must have a special purpose for staying here on purpose. We have to figure out what he wants to do before we can proceed with the next step."

When the voice fell, the blue-eyed Bruce disappeared. He stood up from the ground and said to the scholar wearing glasses standing opposite him: "I'm going to the infirmary tonight for the wound on my face. Change the dressing, do you have any suggestions?"

"Nurse... There are old newspapers in the cabinet on the right side of the nurse's station." The scholar said intermittently, "It's the package that those drug-addicted idiots used to transport drugs, but we need it very much, you Can you get it?"

Bruce nodded, and another rather burly ~IndoMTL.com~ criminal who looked like a farmer stepped forward and said, "They're mostly using last month's newspapers, if you can get us , then whose deeds are written in the newspaper, whoever will help you do things, I guess it is probably mine, so what do you want to do?"

"I need a list of prisoners."

"Close."

On the way back to the cell, Tang En wanted to talk to Bruce several times. Bruce saw his intention, so he walked faster and faster, leaving him far behind, without communicating with him at all. Opportunity.

The time is not yet ripe, Bruce lowered his head, looked at the luster on the handcuffs and thought, the aroma brought by the fear component is not strong enough, the fermentation process has not yet started, this kind of wine is too sour and difficult to drink.

Listening to the crisp sound of the shackles rubbing on the ground, Bruce began to recall, when did he start to think of cruel jokes like comparing fear to the aroma of wine? Why did he just have **** with a group of serial murderers? Sociable, but no more anger at their crimes, but only a contemptuous impatience, and even began to miss his drinking and poker friends?

Manipulating Jimmy to kill the big dog with his own hands, and intending to use fear to force Dunn, he had a good chat with the serial murderer who killed more than a dozen people, but Bruce didn't even have a minute to search his guts for possible conscience. He just thought mockingly, Gotham's news is always much more exciting than their own deeds, and the clown's jokes are also much funnier than theirs.

In the narrow and dark corridor of the prison, this young man walked forward with a calm face, walked back to the cell with steady steps, and sat back on the bed with a steady posture, calmly as if he had returned home—Bruce indeed began to feel a little homesick .