Chapter 371 The Rascal Gang Established

The director of the prison guard is quite smart and afraid of death. He brought a team of prison guards, eight of them, armed with conventional weapons M4 machine guns, guards in awe-inspiring uniforms, and two emergency doctors and nurses, to the outside of the super prison. Seeing Snart twitching on the ground with a hopeless face, he felt a toothache.

If this guy dies, his own responsibility will be great, and anyone who calls a prisoner has human rights.

If he is paralyzed, he will also be responsible for not paying attention to the prisoner's body in time.

If he escaped from prison without dying, it would be even worse.

No matter what he did, he could feel the top of his head sweating. He hid behind the prison guard, and ordered loudly and urgently: "Be careful, the doctor will give first aid, and open the super prison."

The glass curtain wall of the prison opened slowly, and several prison guards with guns stared firmly at Bati's twitching body.

The eyes of the prisoners in other super prisons almost popped out, and the super prison was opened so simply?

It is not that no one in the super prison has tried to pretend to be sick, and then made trouble.

However, the Super Prison is equipped with an advanced detection system, and it is quite easy to tell whether you have installed it or not.

Sometimes, when it is detected that it is fake, the police superintendent doesn’t bother to bother, and let him pretend for a few days, and then he will return to health, continue to eat and drink well, stay in a daze and lose his temper in the prison, and his health is so good Terrible.

There is no one who pretends to be so close to death like Snart, and no one can pretend to this level.

The director of the police superintendence raised his heart, and ordered the emergency doctor to come in quickly to take a look, while he was behind, keeping a little distance, holding a pistol on guard, and he raised his heart.

"His arrhythmia is gradually weakening, and his physical characteristics are declining. He is really dying. He needs to call an ambulance immediately."

The doctor listened to Snart's chest with a stethoscope, rolled his eyelids, and shouted loudly, this prisoner is really dying, and he should be rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

As he talked, he started to do cardiopulmonary recurrence to strengthen his cardiopulmonary capacity, hoping that he could make it to the operating room.

The Superintendent's heart relaxed, and then he lifted it up again, feeling like his teeth were about to ache.

Of course it’s better not to escape from prison, but it’s really dead, and this is also the responsibility, what a headache!

"Hurry up, take him out on a stretcher. I can't wait for the ambulance. Send him in a jeep and take him directly to the hospital." The police chief put away his pistol and shouted quickly.

The gun-holding hands of several prison guards around him immediately dropped, and two of them started looking for a stretcher, and some began to carry Snart out of the super prison under the instructions of the emergency doctor.

Just when they were busy.

All of a sudden, the two soldiers who were closest to Batty suddenly fell down, and Batty seemed to turn into an afterimage, passing in front of the chief inspector's sight.

Batty is like an invisible ninja in a movie, raising his knife and walking in the corner of their line of sight with ease, giving people an extremely mysterious and rhythmic kill.

Of course, this wasn't a kill. Bati just walked beside them quickly, raising his knives with both hands, knocking them unconscious one by one.

When the Chief Superintendent's heart felt cold, Bati had already slowly put away the knife in front of him, and the doctors and nurses beside him, as well as the rest of the prison guards with guns, had passed out one by one. , fell to the ground.

"Thank you, Superintendent."

Ba Di smiled kindly in front of him and thanked him.

The chubby Chief Superintendent's cold sweat suddenly rose from his back, his body trembled, his fingertips were on the handle of the gun holster, and he didn't dare to pull it out.

Because Barty was too fast.

In an instant, the knife in his hand rose and fell, and he couldn't see clearly. He killed eight people including doctors and nurses. He asked himself that his speed was not as fast as Bati's, leaving only his trembling fat body and cold sweat, stiff in place.

The eyes of the people in the super prison were all brightened, and their faces were extremely excited.

Next, Bati kindly pulled the sweaty police chief, and gradually pressed his fingerprints to release everyone in the Super Power Prison.

"Very well, Snart, although I don't like you, I owe you one."

Heat wave twisted his neck full of burn scars, walked out of the super prison with a somewhat unwilling face, and said to Bati.

Here, he and Snart have the biggest difference of opinion.

After all, one likes to play with fire and the other likes to play with ice, which are direct opposites in both temperament and hobbies.

All the personnel of the Super Power Prison were released by Bady one after another.

Bati looked around at the joyful crowd, and said calmly: "I need to create an organization to deal with the Flash. You were all captured by the Flash, and you have the ability to join my organization."

"Okay, I'll join."

The first to bear the brunt was the Trickster, a young, smiling and extremely smart guy, who directly agreed to join the organization Ba Di said.

For him, this would be a very fun and interesting thing for The Flash.

"Okay, it's repaying your favor." The captain of the boomerang replied with a beard and a grin.

"Okay, I'll cooperate with you for the time being." Heat Wave said, linking his arms.

"As long as the Flash exists, it will be difficult for us to gain a foothold in Midtown. As long as we can get out of Iron Mountain Prison, I agree to join." The thin and small Weather Wizard said the same.

"Who do you think you are?"

An arrogant voice said that it was a black man with unkind eyes and a strange ability. Even if Barty rescued him, he didn't feel grateful at all, but laughed coldly with his thick lips.

"Your boss, from today onwards, I will be..."

Before he finished speaking, Bati took a step, but within two steps, he had already stepped in front of him, and before his ability had time to activate, he had already twisted his neck, making his eyes stern. on the ground.

"I don't want to force you with violence. Does anyone have any objections?" Ba Di let go of his hand, let the corpse fall at his feet, and said quite indifferently.

The rest of them gasped, their pupils shrank, and they had no further objections, so they followed Bati's words and joined his organization temporarily.

Those who do not join are already dead.

Soon, in the prison, a huge siren sounded.

The Chief Superintendent leaned against the wall, almost peeing in fright: "I didn't call the police."

"I know, I don't want to kill people if I don't have to."

Bady smiled lightly, approaching him already frightened, trembling, the Chief Superintendent slashed his neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious.

Turning his head, he looked at the group of men who had just been recruited, leading the way to the first, second, third, fourth, and fifth seasons of the prison escape...

It was just a while of acquaintance, after each of them got to know each other initially, the trickster asked.

"Boss, what is the name of our organization?"

"We are all a group of rogues, we are called the rogue gang!"