Chapter 482: The Green Lantern Corps Suffers a Great Misfortune (Part 3)

"Young Master Falcone, listen to our explanation, the situation is like this..."

One of the gang leaders who seemed to be more familiar with Alberto stood out and said: "According to the report from my men, he saw a ghost on the third floor, which is here."

"And it wasn't just him. Many other people on the third floor saw it. If you don't believe me, ask Spencer and Lawrence; their men were both at the scene."

Alberto frowned. The two leaders who were named also said: "Indeed, at first, I thought they were high on drugs and going crazy, but the fisherman who shouted first is the best truck driver on the route to Pier 12. The reason he works efficiently is because he doesn't take drugs, and he rarely even drinks alcohol. If it weren't for his gambling addiction, I would have almost thought he was an outsider."

Another golden-haired gang leader touched his chin and said: "There were more than thirty people participating in the activities on the third floor. It's impossible that they all hallucinated, right?"

"I think someone must be playing tricks. I've lived in Cat Getan for so many years, and I've never heard of any place being haunted," an older gang leader said. Alberto cast his gaze on him. The leader stood up and then said:

"Now is not the time to worry about who won or lost, or who needs to pay compensation. Don't forget whose territory this hospital is. Besides the Godfather, that doctor is even harder to deal with."

"Even if he doesn't work here anymore, he just left, and we turned this place into a mess. Do you think he will think about it?"

The other leaders looked at each other. Someone cleared his throat, coughed, and said: "We will clean this place up as soon as possible. If it really doesn't work, we will completely renovate this place. Anyway, I've long been tired of this old-fashioned decor."

"That's right, this hospital is good in every way, it's just too old. The Arkham family? That's all old news from when?"

"I'll pay! Take this opportunity to fix this place up quickly, open up those unused offices, make the rooms bigger, and add a few recreation rooms!"

"I know a good renovation company. My manor was done by them. I'll call them over later..."

"Don't be in a hurry..." The older leader was more composed. He glanced at Alberto's expression and then said: "Compared to repairing this place, we have a more important job, and that is to find out the ghost that is playing tricks."

"Don't forget, this hospital is also an industry of the Falcone family. Daring to stir up trouble on the Godfather's head, I think he is tired of living."

"Yes!" The other gang leaders looked at each other again and said: "We must find that so-called ghost first!"

The old leader glanced at Alberto's expression. He knew that Alberto was representing the Godfather, but even if that weren't the case, this young Godfather who had begun to grow up already possessed no small amount of power.

These gang bosses certainly didn't understand what multiple personality disorder was. In their view, the cowardly and indecisive personality that Yin Wensi originally displayed might just be because he was young and had experienced few things, and the personality that Alberto was now displaying, which was very similar to the Godfather, was probably because he had grown up.

Although it seemed now that the Godfather was still some distance from retirement, no one was willing to offend the Godfather's successor. The gang bosses gathered together to discuss, and then decided that no matter what, they had to find this mastermind who was playing tricks and scaring people behind the scenes.

Two minutes later. The bearded fisherman waiting in the room hung up the phone, picked up the shotgun at his side, and waved to the others: "Grab your gear, let's go!"

When they walked out the door, the others were in the same stance. The group of people who had just been fighting fiercely glared at each other, then parted ways and began to search in the hospital.

At the same time, in a room on the seventh floor, Hugo and Jonathan watched Constantine draw a magic circle in the center of the room. He held a charred wooden stick in one hand and emitted strange light from the other, muttering words while circling around the magic circle.

"Why aren't you done yet?" Hugo asked with some impatience.

"Why do you think magic is simple? If it weren't for your stupid idea that caused my little pet to die so miserably, do you think I like to go to the trouble of summoning again?" Constantine said while performing the magic.

*Peerless Sword God*

Soon, a wisp of faint green light drifted up from the center of the magic circle. When another ghost appeared, Constantine put down the hand emitting light and gestured a few times in the air, seemingly conveying orders to that ghost.

Soon, the ghost emitting faint green light drifted out of the room, but at this moment, Constantine in the room suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Jonathan asked.

"It's not good, they have started searching for us in the building!"

"Searching for us?" Hugo raised his voice and said: "This is impossible, how could they unite? Aren't they psychiatric patients?!"

Constantine put his hands on his hips and sighed helplessly: "Until now, do you still think they are psychiatric patients? Have you ever seen psychiatric patients equipped with fully automatic weapons, rocket launchers, grenades, and military flashbangs?"

Jonathan was obviously also dissatisfied with the plan Hugo had formulated, but just as he wanted to speak, he heard Constantine say somewhat nervously:

"It's bad, they are coming up, leave here quickly!"

Saying that, Constantine began to pack his things and run out. The other two heard his somewhat anxious tone and were also a bit panicked. In their view, Constantine's magical magic now was their only guarantee of safety. After all, those people searching each had a gun, while they were empty-handed. Once caught up, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Constantine led them to run out, passed through the corridor on the seventh floor, arrived at an empty room at the end, and hid inside. This room was relatively far from the stairwell on the other side, giving them time to stop and discuss countermeasures for a while.

And at the same time, the ghost that Constantine had released did not drift towards the crowd downstairs, but drifted slowly alone in the corridor on the sixth floor, until it arrived near the window at the end of the corridor, drifted out of the window, and descended vertically to the first floor.

Batman, who was looking for the Joker on the first floor, suddenly discovered that a touch of green light appeared behind him. He turned his head vigilantly and saw the ghost. At that moment, several Batarangs flew out.

The Batarangs passed through the ghost's body. Batman was not panicked at all, took out a miniature flashbang, and threw it at the ghost. After a flash of white light, the ghost did not run away in a panic. The ghost's figure slowly changed, becoming Constantine emitting a faint red light.

"Don't do it, this is my ash clone. Listen, there are two idiots I can't describe who want to escape from here, so they stirred up a gang riot here."

"We are now staying in the room on the southeast side at the very end of the seventh-floor corridor. You'd better come over quickly, take them away, I'm almost stupid to death by them!"

Without waiting for Batman to respond, the clone disappeared. And Constantine, who was in the room, suddenly turned pale, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and immediately after, he began to vomit blood. After vomiting blood, he began to vomit dirty mud water.

In the gap between vomiting, he said with difficulty: "My ghost was killed by them again, I suffered a magical backlash, quick! Quick, take me away from here!"

After speaking, he lay down and vomited again, but at this time, Hugo went around behind him, picked up a vase from the table, and smashed it hard against the back of his neck.

With a "bang", Constantine lay on the ground and didn't move. Hugo threw away the handle of the broken vase and said to Jonathan: "Don't count on this magician, let's leave here."

Jonathan glanced at Constantine, who was lying on the ground unconscious, and without any hesitation, followed Hugo out of the room. The two ran downstairs.

Not long after they left, with a "bang", the door was kicked open, and a group of gangsters rushed in.

Seeing someone lying on the floor, they subconsciously wanted to shoot, but at this time, Constantine moved. He crawled up from a pile of filth, then raised his hands and said: "Don't shoot! It's me!"

"Constantine?" The leading fisherman recognized him and said: "Why are you here?"

"I'm a psychiatric patient, I'm here for treatment."

"Stop talking nonsense, how much did you take again?" The fisherman obviously had some understanding of Constantine's habits. Constantine coughed hard twice, wiped the filth from his mouth, and said: "Not much... cough cough, just turned the dosage of painkillers to the maximum, and then slept for a while."

The fisherman slowly put away his gun and said to the people behind him: "Let's go, leave him alone."

"Could he be the one playing tricks?" Someone behind suddenly asked.

The fisherman turned his head to look at Constantine again. Constantine grinned at him, showing an eight-tooth smile.

The fisherman "chi"ed and said: "This is a drug addict who has gone crazy from taking drugs. He's a piece of trash that even the drug dens in the East District won't accept. Leave him alone, let's go."

Saying that, the group of people left again. Constantine casually cast a magic spell, cleaned himself up, wiped the stains on the ground clean, and snapped his fingers again. A ghost emitting green light appeared beside him. The ghost drifted down the stairs to monitor the movements of that group of people.

And Constantine himself, with his hands in his pockets, humming a little tune, walked down unhurriedly. The moment he walked down two steps and turned to the corridor, Constantine felt that his back was pressed against a hard object.

Alfred's face appeared in the darkness. Constantine slowly raised his hands and said: "Don't shoot, I can explain."

"I absolutely have no improper relationship with Batman. He doesn't like men, and he has a cleanliness obsession. I admit, I tried a few times, but he didn't take the bait at all. I promise to stay far away from him in the future, and I will never mention that I am British."

Constantine spilled all his words like pouring beans. Just as Alfred was stunned for a moment, the Constantine in front of him turned into ash, and the black ash drifted slowly onto the ground.

In the corner of a dark room on the first floor, the Constantine clone that was originally emitting red light gradually solidified. After a successful transfer, Constantine breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he wanted to walk out, he heard a violent sound of breaking through the air from behind. Constantine instinctively dodged to the side, but his back was still scratched by a sharp dagger.

Along with the eruption of blood, a burst of manic laughter sounded. The Joker, Jack, holding a dagger, appeared behind Constantine, looking at Constantine in a creepy way and saying:

"Found you."

Constantine felt pain, covered the wound on his back with his hand, and shouted: "Joker? No! What grudge do I have with you? Get away!"

The brilliance of Constantine's right-hand magic suddenly lit up, but with a "swish", the dagger scratched his right arm again, followed by a "bang", Constantine was kicked away directly, and the light of the magic gradually dissipated.

Jack walked up holding the dagger. He knelt on one knee, pressed Constantine's chest with his knee, raised the dagger to Constantine's brow, and then said: "Do you know? I've been following you recently, but this isn't because I like you, it's because Batman likes you."

He said in an incomparably manic tone: "He likes you so much! Even dating you for several days in a row!"

"Not even looking at poor Joker!"

"!"

"I know... I know... I know you moved into this psychiatric hospital." The Joker sniffed, and suddenly had a bit of a crying tone.

"But poor Mr. Joker was kicked out by a vicious doctor because he had no money to pay for medical expenses, and ended up on the street..."

"I can only make some trouble, let Batman send me here, otherwise. I can only endure you, a disgusting fly, constantly attracting Batman's attention..."

"Go to hell, Constantine!" The Joker grinned and raised the dagger, but at this moment, the door was kicked open with a "bang", and Batman appeared at the door, saying: "Stop! Joker!"

Taking advantage of the Joker turning his head, Constantine snapped his fingers again, and his figure disappeared on the spot. The Joker shouted: "No! No! Constantine! You can't run!"

Saying that, he danced the dagger crazily and chased out, with Batman following behind him.

Constantine's instant teleportation couldn't go too far. His figure appeared at the end of the corridor, not escaping the Joker's field of vision. Seeing the Joker chasing up, Constantine ran towards the upstairs quickly.

And at the same time, the gangsters also discovered Hugo and Jonathan who were fleeing. They shouted: "Don't run, stop!"

Hugo and Jonathan fled for their lives towards downstairs. Fortunately, the field of vision in the stairwell was relatively narrow, and the gangsters had no space to aim, so they could only chase behind them.

Just like that, two teams of people, one team running upstairs desperately, one team running downstairs desperately.

Just as Constantine and Hugo met, they both saw the people chasing behind each other, and then the three stopped in unison. After hesitating for a moment, they rushed towards the corridor on the third floor.

At this time, in the corridor on the third floor, Alberto and Cobblepot, who had just arrived after receiving a call from a newsboy, were discussing the reconstruction of the psychiatric hospital. Hearing movement in the corridor, the two walked out and saw Constantine and the other two rushing towards this side.

Cobblepot frowned and shouted: "Stop, who are you?"

How could the three people who were fleeing care about him? They brushed past the two and ran away.

But just at this moment, a figure appeared by the window at the end of the corridor. The fire from the double-barreled shotgun lit up, and with a "bang", the violent gunshot stopped the three people's footsteps. Alfred, holding the shotgun, stood in front of Constantine, coldly saying: "Where are you running to?"

At the same time, a group of figures emitting green light landed above Arkham Asylum. The leading adjutant, Carol, said: "This is the 'most dangerous place in the entire universe' you mentioned?"

Hal put on a worried expression and then said: "That's right, let's go in and take a look."

The other several Green Lanterns looked around somewhat hesitantly, but still activated the ring's function of teleporting through obstacles. With a flash of green light, they landed directly on the corridor on the third floor where there were the most people.

At this time, Alfred, Alberto, Cobblepot, Constantine, Hugo, Jonathan, Joker, Batman, and a group of Cat Getan gang members holding heavy firepower all looked up, watching the group of figures flickering with green light above the dark corridor.

Suddenly, among the crowd of gangsters, a man with a full beard shouted loudly:

"Ghosts!"

"Ghosts emitting green light!"

The roar, which sounded like thunder, spread out from the windows of Cat Getan Asylum, echoing over the entire Cat Getan sky—

"It's them!" ===== CHAPTER 483 =====