chapter 187 part 3
The moment Joker saw Scarecrow, and Scarecrow's gaze met Joker's, both froze instantly. A tense atmosphere permeated the air.
However, Scarecrow quickly recovered. He had seen Bruce Ren's photo and knew that the Joker before him was not his target.
Therefore, he ignored Joker and walked directly towards Bruce Ren's apartment door opposite.
Just as he took out a universal lock pick and prepared to open the door...
Joker suddenly spoke, his voice tinged with mockery, and he exaggeratedly waved his hands, "Heh! Heh! Are you going to steal my handsome neighbor's thunder right in front of me? That's going too far! Even though my wife likes him very much, and he might even give me a huge cuckold's hat, he's MINE!"
Scarecrow stopped his actions and slowly turned his head, saying in a raspy voice, "This doesn't concern you. If you know what's good for you, scram!"
Joker, however, remained unfazed. The smile on his face became even more exaggerated, his eyes narrowing into two slits. He took two steps forward, tilted his head, and drew circles in the air with his finger, "Oh? Something this interesting is happening on my turf, how can it not concern me? Tell me, what would happen if I screamed now? Everyone in the corridor would rush out and grab you like a monster! Who knows, they might even take that broken hat of yours and use it as a mop handle!"
Saying that, he deliberately raised his voice and yelled, "Help! People!" Then he immediately covered his mouth, sporting a mischievous, teasing expression.
Scarecrow was utterly enraged by Joker's string of words and exaggerated actions. His eyes, beneath the eerie mask, flickered with a fierce light, and he let out a low growl, "I've had enough!"
Immediately, he swiftly pulled out a special spray from his waist. Without any hesitation, he violently pressed the button, and a stream of light green mist shot towards Joker.
Joker saw this, his face suddenly changing color. He quickly covered his mouth and nose, but it was still a step too late. The mist instantly entered his respiratory tract.
In that instant, Joker's vision began to warp and distort.
The originally quiet corridor seemed to have transformed into a terrifying abyss. From all directions, countless black bats surged forth like a tide.
These bats bared their fangs and claws, emitting spine-chilling shrieks. Their bodies gradually combined and pieced together, slowly outlining the terrifying silhouette of Batman, chilling villains to the bone.
Batman's eyes flickered with cold fury, as if he was going to devour Joker alive!
Joker's face showed unprecedented fear, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.
Despite his usual wild and audacious demeanor, at this moment, facing this terrifying hallucination induced by fear toxin, he completely lost his composure.
He no longer cared about anything else, turned and frantically fled towards the other end of the corridor, screaming in terror from time to time.
Watching Joker's frantic retreat, Scarecrow let out a cold snort and put the spray back on his waist.
Then, he composed himself and once again directed his gaze towards Bruce Ren's room.
He took a deep breath, calming the annoyance that Joker had just stirred up, and then inserted the universal lock pick into the keyhole.
With a crisp click as the lock cylinder turned, the door slowly opened.
A faint, unfamiliar aura emanated from within the room.
Scarecrow cautiously stepped into the room, each step he took was careful and deliberate. In the dim light of the room, the outlines of the furniture were vaguely visible. Scarecrow clenched his fists, ready to react at any moment to any situation that might arise. Bruce Ren inside still seemed to be fast asleep, oblivious to the impending danger.
Scarecrow crept to Bruce Ren's bedside. Moonlight fell on his eerie mask, outlining a sinister silhouette.
His lips curled slightly into a twisted smile, "Such a person can actually make that damned Batman expend so much effort. Truly a monumental idiot!"
He slowly reached out his hand and pulled out the specially designed container filled with terrifying fear toxin from his waist. He aimed the spray at Bruce Ren, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and pressed the button without hesitation.
In that instant, a stream of light green mist surged out like a rushing tide, quickly spreading in front of the bed, engulfing Bruce Ren.
Scarecrow eagerly awaited to see Bruce Ren's mind invaded by fear, plunging into endless despair and agony.
Scarecrow had an almost fanatical obsession with the pleasure of tormenting others. The sight of others falling into the depths of fear gave him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Although Batman had previously strictly ordered him not to kill, but only to test, Scarecrow was already completely driven by his inner desires at this moment. He craved to see a scene of ultimate terror.
However, something bizarre happened!
That pervasive fear toxin actually passed through Bruce Ren's body without any obstruction, as if he were merely an illusory shadow.
Scarecrow's eyes widened, filled with disbelief. His body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"How can this be?!"
Just then, Scarecrow suddenly felt an intense chill coming from behind him.
He turned around in shock.
A pair of crimson eyes gleamed with a terrifying light in the darkness, exuding an endless aura of dread.
Scarecrow felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to his heart. His legs began to weaken, and he could barely stand steady.
Before he could react, Scarecrow felt his body uncontrollably fall backward!
He subconsciously tried to stand firm, but found himself falling rapidly!
He stared wide-eyed, frantically looking around, only to realize that he was thousands of meters up in the sky, in a state of freefall!
The howling wind screamed in his ears, like the roars of countless demons.
Scarecrow was utterly terrified. He frantically flailed his arms and legs, trying to grasp onto anything that could save him, but it was all in vain.
He could only watch helplessly as the ground grew closer and closer, the approaching death filling his heart to the point that it almost leaped from his throat!
At this moment, Bruce Ren stood in the room, his arms crossed, his crimson Sharingan slowly spinning.
When it came to fear, no one understood it better than a Uchiha.
Bruce Ren looked down at Scarecrow from his commanding position, took the container of fear toxin from Scarecrow's waist, aimed it at the face hidden behind Scarecrow's mask, and without hesitation, emptied all the remaining fear toxin from the container.
The dense, light green mist instantly engulfed Scarecrow, and the pungent smell made him cough violently.
Not long after, Scarecrow's body began to writhe uncontrollably, letting out crazy shouts and agonizing screams!
In Scarecrow's fear-distorted vision, all the chilling scenes of terror he had once used to torment others surged back like a raging tide, overwhelming him!
As Bruce Ren fully enjoyed Scarecrow's miserable state, plunged into the abyss of fear, in the shadows of the opposite building, Batman was closely observing everything happening in the room through his high-powered telescope.
There was no ripple in his cold eyes, as if everything was under his control.
Seeing that Scarecrow was already consumed by fear, Batman knew it was time for the next set of "experimental subjects" to enter the stage.
He pressed his ear comm and said in a low voice, "Two-Face, Riddler, it's time for you two to go up."
Two-Face and Riddler immediately sprang into action upon receiving the order.
Although these two didn't possess superpowers, their cunning and recklessness were legendary among Gotham's villains.