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Starting the SCP Foundation from Gotham City
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#20Chapter 18, Performance [Something is happening today]
Hank remained silent, staring blankly at the fireworks and various broken pieces inside. He could see everything clearly from the gate, even though the distance was far, but that level of light and heat could be felt even from half the Blue District.
He was in a very depressed mood, like a dark cloud of oppression, just waiting for the arrival of thunder and storm.
Dead!
Willy is dead, Ghost Fox is dead too, he has lost his right-hand man and left-hand man, all because of this little Shark Gang, that damn Asian kid, an Asian kid whom he doesn't take seriously.
Boom!
The fist, which was powerful enough to break a person's ribs, hit the wall, but the expected hole did not appear. He thought he could make a hole, but there was no sign of damage at all.
It seems that this wall symbolizes that the newly born SCP Foundation is no longer something that you Hank gang can control. You are just trying to stop it with an egg.
How could Hank possibly admit it? He absolutely wouldn't. A mere Sharks, a gang born in the poorest and most backward places, and a lowly and despicable Asian kid, how could he...
Click!
He took out his service pistol from his waist, opened the safety, and pointed the black muzzle of the gun at the SCP Foundation building. No matter what, today only one of the SCP Foundation and the Hank Gang can exist, no matter what!
"Brothers, charge! Let's make this building our new headquarters for the Hank Gang!"
"Wine, women, wealth, as long as you occupy this piece of land, you will have everything, everything will come!"
Hank shouted encouragingly.
He did everything that needed to be done before the war perfectly, but there was one thing he couldn't do, and that was to resurrect the dead!
He was unwilling, very unwilling, to see his two brothers die at the hands of that Asian kid.
But blood debts must be repaid with blood. That Asian kid must die, and that black informer must also die. Blood debts must be repaid with blood, there must be retribution!
However, he forgot that he was the one who started the trouble every time, and the Asian kid he mentioned was the victim every time.
"rush ahead!"
All the members of the Hank Gang, led by their boss Bloody Hank, rushed into the building and naturally saw the broken corpses all over the ground. There was one person that Hank would never forget even after his death, and that was his brother Ghost Fox!
"I will avenge you!"
Hank smoothed Ghost Fox's wide eyes and closed his eyelids.
Observing the surrounding situation, Hank discovered that the explosion range was so large, and the weapon that could cause such damage must be extraordinary. It was definitely not something that the Asian kid could get. Perhaps it was the force behind the SCP Foundation.
This is the only possibility!
The abundant funds, the sources of arms and weapons, and even these extraordinary arms and weapons, are something that only prominent figures in Gotham City can afford, and it is not something that small characters like them in the slums can dream of.
"Haha... is this involved in a fight between two parties... Is someone actually going to attack the penguin? How bold..."
Hank seems to know a lot of things, but he seems to be thinking in a certain direction!
Wang Ya said that it was well done, but you need to use your imagination!
"Find them. We must find them. We can shoot at any time. Don't worry about anything. As long as they are not our people, we will kill them all on sight!"
Hank said murderously.
The other members followed the boss's orders, carrying guns with ferocious looks, and began searching everywhere.
No...nothing at all...
Hank looked around in confusion, and the news brought by his men was that only some mechanical devices were found, and there was no sign of anyone at all!
"Then let's go to the building. Let's go up to the building together!"
A fierce look flashed in Hank's eyes, and he led the team directly to the door of the building.
But at this moment, a subtle sound was extremely clear in the quiet night. Hank looked in one direction, which was where the sound came from, the fountain opposite the building.
The lights flashed in the fountain, and an image projected onto the water surface appeared in front of all the members of Hank's Gang.
This is...
Hank looked at the person in the picture with gritted teeth. It was that damn Asian kid.
Wang Ya on the projection screen seemed to be able to see where the Hank gang members were, and his eyes were always looking at Bloody Hank.
One side is smiling, the other side is full of murderous intent!
Wang Ya on the screen was wearing a well-fitting suit and holding a rose in his hand. He bowed gracefully to Hank.
"Please enjoy the show I bring you!"
"Fuck your show!"
Hank angrily fired the revolver in his hand at the projection screen, emptying the entire magazine. The other members followed suit and fired at the fountain.
It seemed that the projection device was hit, and Wang Ya's projection image disappeared directly!
But what surprised Hank was that the fountain was not destroyed but seemed to have not received any damage!
Hank thought the fountain was a bit strange and called one of his men to go over and take a look!
"Squidward, go check out that fountain and see if there's anything strange about it. Be careful!"
Squidward, as Hank calls him, is Hank's absolutely loyal subordinate. He has a pair of dead fish eyes and a slightly flattened head, and his limbs are also soft and slender, so he has the nickname Squidward.
Squidward came to the front of the fountain cautiously. He was reflected in the water. There seemed to be nothing unusual about it, but the water was inexplicably beautiful and the color was very strange, just like the fountain in a children's playground.
But why would the SCP Foundation put a fountain like this here?
Squidward couldn't help but put his hand into the pool, but at this moment, an irresistible attraction pulled him into the pool. With the water splashing in front of his eyes, he had lost sight of the outside world and fell into a drowsy state.
When Squidward woke up, he heard some strange noises, which seemed to be some people shouting.
"Hey! Flathead, help me open the door, quick!"
The voice was very anxious, but who was calling him? Squidward opened his eyes and found that the place he was in had changed drastically. It was no longer the fountain of the SCP Foundation, but a strange building similar to a prison.
Then he found that a baton hit the back of his head and he fell unconscious.
The prison guard roared angrily, "What's going on? Why is someone here? Is he trying to break into the prison? Lock him up in Area C and make sure every checkpoint is strictly guarded!"
He knew very well what this place was and must not make any mistakes, because this was the most notorious Arkham Asylum in Gotham City!
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