thefictionvixens Chapter 91 Poison Ivy, the Killer Croc, and Grandi
Chapter 91 Poison Ivy, the Killer Croc, and Grandi
Chapter 91 Poison Ivy, the Killer Croc, and Grandi
The gaze cast down the brim of the hat was somewhat stunned by the unexpected face. Poison Ivy fell into a daze, and the vines that had been winding and crawling with her steps also stopped.
good chance!
Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, Jung Eun moved close to her, attempting to subdue Poison Ivy before she could regain her senses.
He anticipated that Poison Ivy wouldn't be very friendly to him. As soon as he landed, he could sense that he was being watched by the surrounding flowers and plants. Rather than waiting for her to make a move, he decided to strike first.
Using the mask's intimidating function, Poison Ivy experiences a brief period of disorientation. Jung Eun has used this trick against many gangsters. Now that Ivy has just gained her ability, her reaction speed is not much better than that of an ordinary gangster.
After successfully choking the other person with her arms, Jung Eun remained vigilant, saying, "Your friends don't seem very friendly."
What were once just vines crawling on the ground like snakes, making rustling sounds, have now grown into a forest that looks extremely eerie.
Ivy didn't seem to care about her being controlled by others. "Aren't you the same?"
She looked up at Jung Eun. The intimidating effect of the [distorted screaming mask] was limited to the moment of impact. Now that she had come to her senses, she realized that what she had just seen was just a mask.
What kind of face is hidden under the mask?
She tapped Jung Eun's arm with her fingertip, "My children are much friendlier than you."
"If they never intended to attack me in the first place, then it might be somewhat convincing," Zheng En said, neither denying Ivy's attempt to shift the blame. "So, can we have a proper talk?"
Although Jung Eun appeared to have kidnapped Ivy, she didn't really intend to anger her and acted very restrainedly. Ivy was unable to break free, but she didn't feel uncomfortable.
"How gentle."
Ivy smiled gently. Seeing her lower her head, Zheng En's tension tightened even more. He watched her movements slowly, and just as those red lips were about to touch his arm, Zheng En instantly let go.
Everyone knows that Poison Ivy's kiss contains a deadly toxin, capable of causing anything from mind control to instant death.
Ivy was not discouraged even though she did not achieve her desired goal.
The moment the shackles were broken, the vines that had stood upright suddenly grew wildly. She turned around nimbly to avoid them, leaving Jung Eun completely exposed to the onslaught of the vines.
The vines twisting and attacking him were right in front of him in an instant, and Zheng En pulled out herbicide with his other hand.
Dave's Herbicide
It's a weed killer, not a lawnmower! Compared to a lawnmower that can clear out zombies, a weed killer, which differs by only one word, is actually a powerful weapon against plants. Perhaps in a future version with a twist, it will be zombies, not plants, guarding the backyard?
Wait a minute, in this situation, who's going to care about Dave's mental well-being?
When Zheng En drew this item, she knew it would definitely come in handy. As expected of a system product, the opponent sprayed it slightly and caused the vines that suddenly attacked to wither.
The lush green vines turned withered and yellow in an instant, and Poison Ivy's eyes filled with anger.
"How dare you!"
In an instant, the entire botanical garden seemed to come alive.
A swarm of plants attacked Zheng En from all directions. Thorns spread across the ground and hooked around his ankles, vines wrapped around his calves, and tree branches whipped at his back.
Zheng En was a little overwhelmed, but fortunately, his reaction speed and combat experience brought by [Melee Combat Mastery] allowed him to narrowly evade attacks. The herbicide spray also had a wide range, and plants that were slightly touched by it quickly lost their vitality.
Ivy felt heartbroken watching this. She truly loved the plants. Her anger rose because the plants were hurt, but she also suppressed it because of the same reason.
Seeing that so many plants had lost their vitality due to the herbicide, she lost interest in arguing with Jung Eun and decided to leave.
She definitely couldn't stay in the botanical garden. Ivy knew how low society's tolerance for the unconventional was; staying there would only make her a huge target. Even if Jung Eun hadn't shown up, she just wanted to spend her last night there.
This is where she works and cultivates many kinds of plants, and she wants to take one last look at the flowers and plants here before leaving.
Even though she had often spent time with them in the past, this was the first time in her life that she had been able to hear them talk and understand their language like this.
That person ruined all that little bit of time.
Ivy glanced at Zheng En, as if trying to etch his image deeply into her mind.
Jung Eun noticed her resentful gaze and her impending departure.
"Hey! Wait a minute!"
Although I don't know what they'll do after I call them over, I'll just stay put for now.
Perhaps because he'd spent so much time with Batman, Jung Eun had developed an urge to keep all the unstable elements under his watchful eye, otherwise who knows when they might cause some earth-shattering incident.
Just like the scarecrow that has been out of reach for so long, after living a carefree and happy life outside for so long, it has finally produced a big one.
In terms of sheer lethality, Poison Ivy is far more powerful than Scarecrow.
Zheng En wanted to chase after them, but he was entangled by the surrounding plants. There were so many of them, and even if he was sprayed until he withered and turned yellow, the next batch would immediately follow and entangle him.
Zheng En could only watch helplessly as she left.
Once she had completely disappeared from sight, the botanical garden returned to normal. The plants, which had been driven by her, settled down, as if nothing had happened.
But their enormous, distorted size was enough to prove that what they had seen earlier was not an illusion.
Zheng En sighed. It's over. In the end, he still holds a grudge.
Although he had a premonition when he pulled out the herbicide, he wasn't stupid enough to be attacked by plants without fighting back. Herbicide or pistol or dagger, attacking plants would incur resentment, so let Poison Ivy hate him if she wanted to.
Not wanting to make enemies doesn't mean you have to stand up and take a beating; when it's time to fight, you still have to fight.
He was only filling in for Batman on night patrol to see if there was any unresolved chaos in any area. Now that Poison Ivy had left, he had no intention of staying at the Botanical Garden any longer.
The process involves alerting the GCPD to collect the body; whether they actually come is not something Jung Eun needs to worry about.
He emerged from the large hole he had smashed, using a bamboo dragonfly as a propeller, and then patrolled the area of the crime-ridden alley.
This area is considered dirty and chaotic even in the East District. In addition to the apartment buildings built in the early years, there are many illegally constructed shacks and some alleys have been partitioned off to make houses for living.
There are many places without streetlights, and many thugs and men and women standing on the roadside.
However, compared to the city center, the number of homeless people is much smaller.
The reason is simple: you can't beg for anything in this kind of place, and there are no odd jobs to be found. If a homeless person does come, they will starve to death within a few days. Moreover, it's Halloween time now, and it's already late autumn.
As the weather gradually turns colder, many homeless people on the streets will crawl into the sewers to avoid the wind and cold. Some pipes can even provide warmth, making them more suitable for survival than the ground.
In order to detect crimes below in time, Zheng Enfei did not fly very high. As a result, he noticed someone quickly when they lifted the manhole cover and climbed out.
The man was much bigger than the average homeless person; if he hadn't found a large sewer outlet, Zheng En thought he wouldn't have been able to get up.
The hooded figure and physique looked familiar to Zheng En. After landing on a nearby rooftop and taking a closer look, he realized it was indeed him.
Wellen Jones.
But why would he go into the sewer?
If it were when he was working two jobs and still had to collect relief food, Zheng En could understand, but now the salary from the Wayne Foundation alone is enough for him to support himself.
The East District has all kinds of housing prices, and with his own savings, it wouldn't be difficult to find a place to live.
Moreover, his current situation is also very problematic.
Zheng En watched as he struggled to emerge from the sewer, his body covered in filth and mud that had been picked up from the sewer.
His clothes were mostly wet, his face was bruised and purple, and there were scratches and bloodstains on his hands and legs.
Was he in hand-to-hand combat with someone?
But who can fight a killer crocodile?
By linking this to the key phrase "sewage and drainage systems," the answer seems obvious.
Solomon Grandi.
A massive zombie with superhuman strength and physical abilities comparable to a superhuman.
Wellen Jones, who had not yet fully grown into the Killer Croc, was clearly no match for him, and could only stagger out of the sewer.
Jung Eun remembered that the location of the sewer that made the strange noise mentioned in the video was quite a distance from here.
It's highly likely that Wellen wandered through the sewers for a long time after his defeat before finding a large enough exit. While other possibilities exist, such as him not encountering Solomon Grandi but being ganged up on by others or for some other reason, Jung trusted his intuition.
Just as Stand users are attracted to each other, so are supervillains.
The probability of Wellen and Solomon fighting each other is much higher than the other possibilities.
But why did they start fighting?
Wellen no longer needed to fight Solomon for control of the sewers; he had a legitimate job and had even taken on a commission from Zheng En. Even if his future wasn't entirely bright, it was still a hopeful prospect compared to his previous life.
His dazed and confused state caught Zheng En's attention, which reminded him of the outrageous things the Scarecrow had done that night.
Logically, in an environment like the East Side, people should be very wary, and few would accept treats from strangers. But since it's Halloween, handing out candy is a given.
Zheng En couldn't help but worry, could Wei Lun have been infected?
Wayne Enterprises provides antidotes to victims taken in by hospitals and police stations, and also temporarily requisitions broadcasts to inform citizens that they can pick up the antidote for free at nearby hospitals.
But many victims still couldn't escape the fear.
This isn't to say there's anything wrong with the antidote or the distribution process, but rather that the US government has done too many bad things, severely damaging its credibility. Many victims' families would rather keep their loved ones locked up themselves than go and get the antidote.
These are victims who have relatives and friends helping to take care of them. As for victims who don't have relatives and friends helping them, it's even simpler. They're still insane, so how can they get the antidote?
Normally, the latter would be taken away by the police, but when Wellen fought with Solomon in the sewers, everyone he encountered ran away like the homeless people in the video, and of course, no one called the police.
Seeing Wellen in this state, Zheng En couldn't ignore it. He randomly chose a nearby alley, landed, and walked over.
The tall man, over six feet tall, swayed as he walked down the street, and even though he looked completely out of it, no one dared to approach him or do anything.
Or perhaps it was precisely because he appeared mentally unstable that no one dared to cause trouble for him.
After all, who would bother a mentally ill person of such a large size?
Do you remember me?
Zheng En blocked Wei Lun's path and waved his hand. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the other party throw a punch at him.
"Shut up! Don't say another word!"
Wellen roared, his howl like that of a howling beast. He knew something was wrong with him; anger and fear were surging within him, making him uncontrollably want to kill and destroy.
He loathed his atavistic body hair, but it also gave him a beast-like intuition and keen senses.
After accepting Jung Eun's commission, he wandered around the charity boarding school as planned, and soon he was noticed by the students there, who introduced him to Mrs. Gunn.
The other party was very satisfied with his physique, even the scales hidden under his clothes.
Wellen didn't know why, but he didn't like the way the other person looked at him.
The look in his eyes was different from his aunt's; it wasn't one of disgust or fear, but rather a look of disdain as if he were weighing pork, scruffing over his scaly shoulders.
He didn't like it there, so he used Halloween as an excuse to come out and get some fresh air.
Like other victims, Wellen didn't think much of it and accepted the candy when offered it. However, he reacted much faster than the others. After realizing that there was something wrong with the candy, he immediately beat up the scarecrow that was handing out the candy.
Before I could even press them for answers, the hallucination took effect.
Wayne knew he couldn't mess around outside. After completing his undercover mission, he remained an employee of the Wayne Foundation and had a legitimate job.
He must not be recognized.
With his last shred of consciousness, Wellen escaped into the sewers.
The image of his aunt whipping him with a clothes hanger was still vivid in his mind's eye. Her face was contorted, and she was scrubbing her face hard with a brush. He was in a lot of pain, but he couldn't resist.
The young child was powerless to resist the tall woman who was used to hard labor. She cursed the strangeness of Wellen as scales and flesh were brushed off with a rough brush, and the clear water was stained pink with blood.
Past helplessness piled up like kindling, and once anger was ignited, it burned ever brighter.
He injured his aunt and fled; if a neighbor hadn't happened to come by, he might have killed her.
But he didn't, so Wellen still wants to find a job and live a normal life.
Life gradually returned to calm, and the shadows of the past lay dormant beneath the surface.
Whenever he takes a bath, Wellen would often think about the time when his scales were brushed off.
He has forgotten the fear he felt as a child; only anger remains in his heart.
Even now, his fear and anger are ignited simultaneously, and the anger has engulfed the fear, burning fiercely and growing ever more vigorously in the wind.
He wanted to fight, to destroy, to ruin everything in front of him.
His crimson eyes could not see the scene before him, and his aunt's face was twisted into a huge, incomparable bluish-gray zombie.
He swung his fist and smashed it down.