After a long time, the screams and gunfire in the factory stopped, the smell of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, the blood of the corpses on the ground was still warm, and the fear of death was left in everyone's eyes.
The clown stood in a pool of blood, stretched out his index finger and dipped it in the blood and put it in his mouth, then showed a disgusted expression, and spat fiercely: "What the hell, I can't learn it at all, how do those perverts swallow blood with a smile" In front of the clown, a thin white male was tied to his feet with hemp rope, fell off the beam and hung in the air, and the clown, fearing that his blood would flow backwards and cause his brain to become congested, was very enthusiastic to help him make a cut in his neck.
In this way, blood can flow directly from the incision without causing any other discomfort.
"Hi man, are you okay" The clown patted the white man in the face, waking him up from his distraction.
"You demon" The man lost too much blood, his dry lips were white and frightening, and he was weak when he spoke.
"Thank you for the compliment, but I think the demon is a little worse than me," the clown said with a smile, feeling very good about himself.
"Okay, no more nonsense, while you can still catch your breath, tell me who your master is, you know, Gotham is a big city, and the hillbillies are very repulsive to outsiders" The clown pushed the man's shoulders and played a game of swinging in place.
The man did not reply, his eyes looked vacantly ahead, until the blood from the wound stopped flowing, and then he said before he died: "I won't tell you" "Wow, you are so loyal, how can I embarrass my little brothers, they are all speechless in shame."
The clown turned around and looked behind him and asked at the corpses all over the ground: "Guys, do you say yes?"
No one responded, the clown nodded with satisfaction, the younger brothers were obedient, and he had face as the boss. boom The walls of the factory were violently smashed open, and the Batcart, full of horsepower, pushed the bricks and stones to stop in front of the Joker, and Batman, dressed in domineering light armor, pushed the car door and walked towards the Joker.
The tights are flexible and lightweight, which is extremely suitable for Batman, who now has a physical fitness beyond the limits of humans, but there are also disadvantages.
For example, Batman hesitated which trouser tube to tuck, after all, it's not a problem to pretend to be a belt all day.
"No, no, big bat, don't come near me, I'm very insecure like you."
The Joker waved his hand and took two steps back, keeping a safe distance from Batman.
"You killed them," asked the muffled voice under the visor.
The clown didn't answer, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Looks like you're the hillbilly's follow-up plan."
Poor fellow, he doesn't seem to know how close our relationship is."
"Someone is looking for you" Batman's IQ is no worse than that of the Joker, and he understands the deep meaning when he hears it.
"If you come in thirty seconds later, he'll do it all" Joker patted the upside-down corpse next to him, shifting the blame to Batman.
"I probably know who the enemy is, and in the meantime, I hope you don't mess around."
Batman says that no one can pretend to be in front of him, not even the Joker.
"Of course, I don't have many merits, but I'm absolutely obedient and honest."
The Joker looked like a good boy and continued to provoke Batman's nerves: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you, implanted your personality, my soul has been sublimated, and you have made me find a new meaning in life." ” Batman farts at all, scrutinizing the Joker, and in the latter's shy face-covering motion, asks in a deep voice, "Tell me, what are you now" The little scandal was stunned, put away the hippie smile, and replied with twelve points of seriousness: "I am Gotham's superhero Clownman" Batman: "" Sure enough, I couldn't communicate with neuropathy normally Whoosh Two batarang shot out, dodged sideways by the clown, and two superhumans with explosive physical fitness left countless afterimages in the factory.
Batman chases, the Joker escapes, and the latter laughs unbridled as he runs.
"Big bat, why are you staring at me, your enemy is not me, I am the inheritor of your will" "Joker, you're too dangerous" "You hypocritical villain who bullies the weak and fears the hard, compared to me, the real danger is in Arkham."
Batman doesn't respond to this, but speeds up to overtake the Joker in an instant, grabbing him by the collar and pressing him against the wall.
The latter's feet were dangling in the air, and he had a painful expression that was about to suffocate to death: "It's so boring, I thought that you implanted my personality and became somewhat humorous." ” The corners of Batman's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but laugh out of it, and said with a cold face: "I know you're planning some conspiracy, but you'd better be careful, or I'll kill you." ” The Joker was flattered: "It's such an honor to be the first person to be killed by Batman." ” The Joker said and looked condescendingly into Batman's eyes, grinned widely, and took a breath: "What are you suppressing, why don't you laugh As a superhero, you should learn to release yourself, keep a face all day long, and you will be perverted after a long time." ” "It's none of your business" "That's right, I almost forgot, you're a pervert for a long time.
Normal people don't dress themselves up as bats and don't sleep in the middle of the night to scare people. ” Batman twitched out of the corner of his eye, slammed the Joker to the ground, opened the Batmobile and drove away.
The Joker gets up and yells at the Batmobile, which has once again made a hole in the wall, "Hey, why didn't you kill me, are you grateful that I sent you home last time" As the Batmobile fades away, the Joker looks at the vanished taillights, scolds him for being bored, and pulls out a remote control monitor from his crotch.
"It's really interesting to see who the hillbilly is in the current location of the Batmobile, and what it has to do with the big bat."
"Wow, stopped in the red light district, I didn't let him release himself like this Well, the car started again for exactly twenty seconds, it's a sad man, I can hold on for at least a minute."
In the center of Gotham, on the top floor of a skyscraper, a middle-aged man in a suit coat and holding a scepter looked down on the city shrouded in darkness, and his eyes were full of coldness.
Behind him, hundreds of men in black remained motionless, half-kneeling, waiting for his orders.
"Gotham is entering the countdown, like Constantinople and Ancient Rome, which have become a breeding ground for evil, and the city is hopelessly ruined."
Ninja Master Henry Duka In the early years, when Batman was still Bruce Wayne, he wanted to understand the criminal mind and wandered around the world, and was imprisoned for getting close to criminals, and even committing crimes himself.
Seeing that he was young and promising, Duka was a good material to inherit the mantle, not only released him, but also took care of him in every way.
Duka taught Wayne how to do martial arts, taught him how to hide his body, use weapons, and patiently help Wayne overcome his fears.
As a teacher, he preached and solved his doubts, and Duka did everything he could.
But Wayne repaid the ninja master in this way, setting fire to the ninja master's house, blowing up his hometown, destroying most of his subordinates, cutting off his foundation, and later sleeping with his daughter.
The enraged ninja master decides to take revenge on Wayne by destroying Gotham City in front of him Well, I can't make it up, the above is pure lip service.
It's not a day or two that the ninja master wants to destroy Gotham, and it doesn't matter if the reason is the reason, the boss wants to do bad things, do you need a reason The Master Ninja has already planned everything, he wants to destroy Gotham with poison gas, and re-establish a new order after the destruction.
"Bruce, I taught you to hide in the dark to make your enemies fearful, but I didn't let you dress up as a bat, it's ridiculous" Duka chuckled, picked up the map beside him, and looked at the important place where the plan was carried out.
Arkham Asylum "This is the destruction of Gotham, the mission cannot be lost, I don't want to see failure, do you understand" Duka is confident, how can he stop the warriors he has carefully trained in a madhouse.
No one responded, and the men in black got up directly, ready to complete the task.
"Wait" Duka suddenly spoke up and muttered for a while: "There is always a bad premonition, to be on the safe side, I will personally lead the team this time" Thanks to book friends: elegant Chinese cabbage, kt77882, Xiangshan Jushi 233, holmium, asdqwe875, ybq4zhu, Tang Dashao, pseudo harsh pseudo-house, 08a, book friend 151116192741535, thunder, I am not perfect ° but I am the only one, 巭孬嫑kun, 軒銘, Zhang, and another sword against the wind, Fan, the reward: