I Create the League of Heroes in Gotham

The Maroni Family and the police department were all mobilized because of Khada Jhin.

Meanwhile, the Falcone Family, who controlled the other half of Gotham's underworld, was not idle either.

They too had been dispatched to search for clues about Khada Jhin.

But their objectives were different from the police, who wanted to arrest him, and the Maroni Family, who wanted to kill him.

The boss of the Falcone Family—Carmine Falcone—wanted to become friends with Khada Jhin.

Although he didn't know why this Khada Jhin was causing trouble for the Maroni Family, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, after all.

Moreover, the other party was exceptionally capable and might be able to serve him.

He had to find Khada Jhin before anyone else did!

He wouldn't hesitate to go to war with the Maroni Family!

Tonight, Gotham was destined to be sleepless!

Just as Gotham was shaken by the name Khada Jhin, Li Wei slept soundly until dawn.

"Creak, creak..."

With the groaning of the bed frame, Li Wei got out of bed.

As usual, after washing up, he even had the mood to cook breakfast for himself and Dr. Hugo.

After all, besides the bizarre patients in the wards, they were the only two living people in Arkham Asylum.

Then, Li Wei put on a well-tailored suit and walked out of the gates of Arkham Asylum.

Dressed to the nines, the audience had arrived, and the show was about to begin...

Chapter 9: Seeds of Madness

Dressed in a classic gentleman's attire, Li Wei left the asylum and hailed a taxi.

"Driver, take me to the Maroni Bar."

The driver, a talkative Black man, glanced at Li Wei in the rearview mirror and felt he looked familiar. Then, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Sir, you're going there to see Khada Jhin too, right?"

"Oh? How did you know Khada Jhin would definitely be there today?"

Li Wei hadn't intended to chat; artistic inspiration needed time to brew, but the Black driver's words successfully piqued his interest.

He didn't mind "interacting" with the audience before the show.

"Sir! You're clearly behind on the news." The Black driver's face showed a proud expression. "Now, not only do I know, but I bet everyone in Gotham knows! The Maroni Family released the news that the Maroni Bar will be open as usual today, and they're waiting for Khada Jhin there."

Li Wei was speechless. The Maroni Family was that brave? It seemed they still didn't understand the fear that the name Khada Jhin represented.

But it didn't matter; after today, everyone would understand the meaning of the name Khada Jhin!

The Black driver was very talkative, even to the point of being a chatterbox.

However, Li Wei listened with great interest along the way. Through the driver's words, Li Wei also gained a different perspective on how others viewed the upcoming grand performance and some things he didn't understand.

To Li Wei's amusement, most ordinary citizens actually saw Khada Jhin as Gotham's Zorro, with only a small portion recognizing the truth: Khada Jhin was a murderer.

No matter how you looked at it, Khada Jhin was not a good person.

Moreover, the Gotham police department had deployed most of its forces to set up a cordon around the Maroni Bar, waiting to arrest Khada Jhin once he appeared!

The police using gangsters to catch someone...

What could he say? As expected of Gotham, it was truly magical!

Of course, none of this mattered to Li Wei. Instead, another piece of news made him increasingly excited.

Besides the Maroni Family, the Gotham Police Department, and the curious onlookers, even Gotham's other underworld overlord—the Falcone Family—was present today.

The television station would also be broadcasting live coverage of the Maroni Family tonight.

The scale of this performance would definitely be unprecedented!

The scope of influence could completely encompass the entire Gotham City!

It was even grander than Li Wei had imagined!

It absolutely met Khada Jhin's mission requirements.

[Khada Jhin's obsession: put on a grand performance and make Khada Jhin's name famous throughout Gotham.]

If this still didn't complete the mission, Li Wei felt that perhaps the only way would be to livestream the assassination of the President in the White House.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I can only take you this far. The road ahead is completely blocked."

The Black driver pointed to the street ahead with a helpless expression.

The Maroni Bar was located near a plaza, with six small roads leading to the plaza.

At this moment, the street ahead was already gridlocked with countless vehicles. Most people had gotten out of their cars and were walking towards the plaza.

Seeing this, Li Wei didn't make things difficult for the Black driver. He paid the fare and also gave him a fifty-dollar tip.

"Sir, you're such a good person!"

The black driver's head poked out the car window, shouting at his retreating figure.

Li Wei chuckled inwardly at the remark.

Good person?

If only he knew I'm Khada Jhin, would he still think that?

The fare was also money he'd found in an office yesterday, after he, as Khada Jhin, had slaughtered everyone at Scott Asylum.

The good die young, while villains live for a thousand years. In Gotham, this saying was even more true.

Li Wei would rather be a villain.

As Li Wei walked away from the taxi, it felt like a flashback to the Spring Festival travel rush of his past life.

It seemed like everyone in Gotham had turned out; he could barely move, it was a complete, forced squeeze!

Of course, pickpockets, a common species in such crowds, were indispensable. In just this short while, Li Wei had spotted no less than ten.

Facing the threatening gazes of the pickpockets, Li Wei just smiled and pretended not to see them.

These people are all audience members; I can't kill them.

Surprisingly, many people in the crowd were wearing costumes similar to Jhin's. Although their imitations were particularly clumsy and the costumes were crudely made, it still made Li Wei marvel at the mental state of Gotham's citizens.

Indeed, running a mental hospital in Gotham is the real business.

Following the surging crowd, he finally reached the Maroni Family's bar.

The Maroni Family's bar was packed. Perhaps to flaunt their strength and confidence, the Maroni Family not only opened during the day but also allowed people to visit freely.

This suited Li Wei perfectly.

Under the watchful eyes of the bar's security personnel, Li Wei, like other Gotham citizens, casually browsed the bar for a while before leaving.

Beneath his seemingly ordinary actions, Li Wei had already planted his intoxicating, invisible flowers on all the bar's windows.

All he had to do was wait for the show to start tonight. When some unlucky soul stepped on them, it would trigger a chain reaction.

That will surely be a spectacular opening!

Time flew, and night fell.

Soon, the sky darkened.

The massive flow of people near the Maroni bar attracted many vendors, mostly selling food and small trinkets, forming an unusual night market.

However, Li Wei also spotted a familiar sign among them.

Wayne Enterprises!

The stall didn't display food or trinkets, but weapons!

It seemed to be a subsidiary military enterprise of Wayne Enterprises.

The presence of a weapons stall at this juncture could very well lead to greater casualties!

Gordon and Harvey, who had been stationed at the scene, had also come to inspect. But unfortunately, Wayne Enterprises had all their permits and documentation, making them completely legal. Gordon and Harvey could do nothing about them, not even finding any reason to drive them away.

In the end, with no other recourse, the two could only lead their police officers back to the vicinity of the Maroni bar, which was the focus of the night's defense.

But Li Wei, who was wandering around, noticed someone else besides Gordon and Harvey.

Edward Nygma!

The future Riddler, currently the Gotham Police Department's evidence division technical consultant.

He stood in the crowd, lost in thought, staring at the Wayne Enterprises weapons stall for a long time.

No one knew what he was thinking.

The time of death foretold by Khada Jhin was drawing closer.

Most ordinary Gotham citizens were still in a state of detached observation, but the "fanatics" dressed in Jhin-like costumes had spontaneously gathered and were holding an organized march in the plaza.

The atmosphere grew increasingly heated.

The "fanatics" had flushed faces and excited expressions.

It seemed all it would take was a trigger, and the moment Khada Jhin appeared, the entire scene would explode.

Meanwhile, the Maroni Family and the police were intently watching their watches.

Gordon wanted to catch Jhin before he could cause more chaos and destruction. This time, he had only managed to secure police support after repeatedly pestering the police chief until he couldn't refuse his request.

If this attempt failed, he would likely only have himself and his partner, Harvey, to rely on for a considerable time.

And inside the Maroni bar, although the Maroni Family had refused to let the police enter, their gang members were fully armed and ready, waiting to give Khada Jhin a hard time the moment he showed up.

They were not only armed with various light and heavy weapons but also wore bulletproof vests and helmets.

"Tick, tock, tick, tock..."

The sound of the second hand was clearly audible in the bar, tightening the hearts of the gang members.

Countdown...

Five seconds...

Four seconds...

Three seconds...

As the deadline for the death prophecy loomed, nothing had happened in the bar, and all the gang members breathed a sigh of relief.

The Maroni Family's second-in-command stood up with a hearty laugh, walked to the bar's entrance, and taunted the police and the crowd outside.

"Khada Jhin, what kind of bullshit riddles, what kind of bullshit death prophecy, hahahaha, we're waiting for you here, and you didn't even show up..."

Before he could finish speaking, a barely perceptible purple light suddenly shot from afar in the night sky.

"Bang!"

With a soft thud, a large hole appeared in his chest. The second-in-command fell to the ground and exploded into a flower of flesh and blood before everyone's eyes!

At this moment, the second hand, minute hand, and hour hand perfectly overlapped!

The scene instantly silenced the entire square. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, only the sound of countless people swallowing.

The next second, a cacophony of voices erupted from the square!

"Ooh! Khada Jhin! Khada Jhin!" cheered the ecstatic fans.

"Alert! Alert! Sniper, find his position!" roared Gordon.