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Bruce didn't care about fighting with the clown and the baby bear anymore, and he popped out his hook and was about to rush to save the child, when at this moment, a red figure flew over, grabbed the boy who let go, and fell to the ground with spider silk.The crowd burst into cheers: It's Spider-Man!
The boy's mother ran over, and Peter handed the child to her, telling the young mother, who had been so grateful, to leave quickly.He adjusted his standing posture and looked at the black cat-eared man with a wary expression: Come to Miami to do evil, have you asked your good neighbor Spider-Man's opinion?
But seriously, I always think you're a little familiar, like you've seen it somewhere.After he finished speaking, he looked at the clown actor with heavy makeup: You seem to be a little familiar.Brandt said tiredly: It's me, Brandt.Yes!
Peter stood next to Brant for a moment, narrowed his eyes hostilely, glared at the cat-eared man, and the white-framed eyes on his hood also narrowed dangerously.Bruce made a stop gesture and hissed, "I think there's some misunderstanding between us."
Peter asks: What is the misunderstanding, cat-eared man????
What is the name of the cat ear man?
Bruce emphasized: I am the Batman of Gotham.After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that this place was not his universe, and there was no Gotham for him, but before he could explain again, the three people on the opposite side exclaimed in unison: Gotham?!
Peter blinked and asked Brandt: He is also from Gotham, so does he recognize Brandt and shook his head: I don't know.He knew what Peter was asking, Jason was from Gotham, and so was the Batman in front of him, and no one could say what the relationship between them was, but one thing was clear: he seemed to be the background picture of the dart drawn on Jason's door.Peter immediately understood where his familiarity with the two of them came from, and he looked at Brandt's clown makeup and said with certainty: Then you are a different pair!
Bruce took a step forward: Wait, you guys just said Jason?
The voice through the voice changer was still low and hoarse, but anyone could hear the tremors and a hint of undetectable fragility in it, and he asked almost cautiously: What, Jason?
Peter and Brant glanced at each other, but before they could answer, the central figure of the topic was really late.Spider-Man, you can't help but run too fast The voice of complaining stopped abruptly, and then turned into a gritted denunciation: Batman!
Bruce turned around and saw the black-haired boy with red eyes.Taller, stronger.He's alive?
He grew up with Bruce's voice a little unsteady: Jason.Jason rushed over with red eyes and punched Batman: You still have the face to call me!
Bruce clenched his fist: You're still alive Jason then kicked over: Less than a year, there was a new Robin, so what am I?
Bruce blocked the kick: "I'm happy, Jason.The father and son fought as if no one was around, but if it was a fight, Brant felt that this kind of soft and murderous attack was more appropriate to say that it was a sparring of advice?
Anyway, it's not the same thing at all when I hit him just now.After playing for five minutes, the more the two fought, the more harmonious they became, and the more they fought, the calmer they became.Jason's eyes are no longer red, his temper is no longer violent, and he even stands beside Batman a little obediently, but his head is turned away, which can still prove his inner dissatisfaction.Bruce pressed Jason's shoulder, and he didn't see the relationship between the perspective before he turned around, but now that he turned around, the person behind the baby bear immediately revealed the whole picture.Jason's expression, which had just calmed down, became hideous again, he glared at Brant, and gritted his teeth and pronounced the name: Joker!
Brandt: No, wait.Jason didn't listen to him, and was about to rush over immediately.Bruce stopped him: Calm down, Jason.Jason looked at him indifferently: The clown killed me, you don't want to avenge me, sent him to Arkham who can escape at any time, I can say nothing, but you are not qualified to stop me from taking revenge.Bruce said dryly: You will be addicted and depraved, and we can't take that step.I can't go back.Jason said: Do you know what it's like to be smashed alive to the bones?
He dropped the hand on his shoulder: do you know what it's like to watch a bomb explode and engulf yourself in flames?
He faced his father and took a half step back: But I don't blame you for any of this.Bruce clenched his fists.Jason suppressed his emotions and said in a hateful voice: But why don't you avenge me!
Bruce whispered: I can't, none of us can.So.Jason said: You go and keep your damn bottom line, rules, I'll do what I should do, don't stop me.He rushed back at the Joker, Bruce still in front of him.Jason looked at him coldly: Batman.Bruce frowned: calm down, he's not a clown.Jason sneered: "Great, you're going to help the clown now and deal with me together?"
Brant finally couldn't help it, he looked at the tense father and son in front of him, and said hesitantly: That he was right, I'm not a clown you say, I'm just a part-time person who came to the playground to work part-time.And Jason, don't you really recognize me, I'm Brandt.Bbrandt?
Jason finally listens to what others are saying.Peter said cautiously, "What's wrong with you, it's scary."
Jason took a closer look at Brandt, and finally determined that the clown actor in front of him was his friend Brandt, not the madman who ruined him.However, I didn't think it before, why do I look so similar to these two people now?
A louder shout came from behind him, and Brant and the others looked back, only to see the crowd of onlookers disperse layer by layer, leaving a passageway, and a man in a purple suit and the same makeup as Brant walked over gently.Wow, wow.He looked very happy: it was so lively!
His mouth was very large, the corners of his mouth were stitched up and bumpy, and he gently shook the dagger in his hand, laughing sensibly and madly.The sun shone on him, but it only shone into darkness.※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ old bat: The child is rebellious and disobedient, just beat him Brother Bucket: Woo woo, Ba Ba really has an affair with the ugly man, you see he helped the ugly man beat his son, and if he has a stepmother, he will have a stepfather bat: ???
Bou: ???
Ugly Man: ???
+++ Bubu: How many bad things did my father do, and why is there an enemy in the whole world?
Ugly man: Silly boy, where is this going, when you come to Gotham, you will know what it means to be infinitely popular.Boob: +++ Bug: I'm sure I've seen a bat with this cat-eared man: blind?
Chapter 39 Thirty-Nine Psychotic Clowns Only One Man, But He Has Many Enemies.At least for now, here, there is a teenager who wants to kill him, a man who wants to beat him up.But what are clowns afraid of?
Alone, with only a dagger, he still approached his sworn enemy as if no one was around, and even a little excited.I was so impressed.The clown opened his arms and grinned at the corners of his mouth: I thought the world was boring, but I didn't expect you to come too!
Batman said politely: But I hope you stay in Arkham honestly and don't come out for the rest of your life.It's really lovely.The clown actually put on an aggrieved expression, and said regrettably: I knew that you were also here, I should have been more prepared, it would be too rude to appear recklessly like this.Bruce keenly asked: What did you do again.Declarative sentences rather than interrogative sentences, Bruce knew that the Joker must have planned something again.Just like at the beginning, in order to prepare for the first official meeting with him, he practiced how to appear and how to kill for several months, just like now, he planned something because he was bored, but because of his sudden appearance, he was annoyed that he was not perfect.He is like an appendage, which can never be erased, never shaken off.Jason couldn't listen to Batman and Joker's back and forth, he stared at the man hatefully and asked, "Joker, do you remember me?"
Oh.The clown showed a genuinely confused expression: Who are you?
Jason said incredibly: You kidnapped me, broke my bones with a crowbar, blew me up with explosives, I want to kill you, and now, you ask me who am I?
I can't be blamed for that.The clown innocently said: There are so many people who want to kill me every day, how can the clown remember every single one?
Jason breathed deeply, but he couldn't control his body tightening, his fingers trembling, he looked at this outspoken madman, who only wanted to destroy him, or destroy him together.He thought that the influence of the pool of Lazarus on him had waned, but when he actually faced the Joker, he realized that nothing had changed.Anger and hatred beat his sanity, and Jason didn't want to sink, and he tried to sink the clown but didn't intend to let him go: Oh, yes, you're different.As if remembering something, he suddenly said: You described that night very carefully, let me think about it, you are the little bird next to Batman, I should remember you.But the clown looked at him with pity: Are you missing something, such as an eye patch?
Suffered!
Jason suddenly came to his senses.He's now Jason & Middot; Todd, is Bruce & Middot; Wayne's adopted son, not Robin, is not Batman's assistant.Cold sweat slid down Jason's forehead.If his identity is known, can Bruce's identity continue to be hidden?
Too careless.Jason really started to panic, but the clown seemed to have discovered something funny, and couldn't stop laughing: Okay bird, why is it so serious?
I'm just kidding.Once again, Bruce pressed Jason's shoulder, facing his sworn enemy: Unfortunately, it wasn't funny.It's not humorous.The Joker pouted: What is Batman's identity, the Joker doesn't care.Bruce said: Because you don't care, you planted a bomb in the subway station, threatened me, and asked me to reveal my identity to the world?
The clown looked at him exaggeratedly: Do you remember?
You really care about me the most.Bruce frowned.The clown looked very happy: of course I also remember that three months and seven days ago, I planted a bomb in the subway station and used the lives of more than 3,700 citizens as a bargaining chip to make you blow up your identity, but you didn't, you found me, caressed me fiercely, and Bruce couldn't bear to correct: I beat you.Oh, so what's the difference?
The clown said nonchalantly: You solved the danger, you didn't reveal your identity, you won the game.Do you call it a game?
Of course it's the game, you and mine, and I'm having a lot of fun.So because of that game, do you think I care who you are under your shell?
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You shouldn't know me so well.The Joker looks a little aggrieved: I just think it's going to be more fun to do that.Otherwise, you think.Why didn't I take off Robin's blindfold and go on that night's date?
What the Joker's date was, Bruce knew by heart, and indeed, when Jason was found in the old warehouse, his suit was intact, and the blindfold was well worn on his face, and there was no sign of being removed.Bruce pursed his lips: "You know.The clown laughed more and more exaggeratedly: Of course, of course.He raised his index finger to his mouth and booed loudly: Don't say it, I don't think it's funny now, why should everyone know who Batman is?
It's good that I know it alone, it's our secret, so it's more interesting.Bruce refuses to listen to the madman's crazy words, and the only way to deal with the clown is to knock him down.Not talking nonsense, he rushed at the clown with a hook and a tightrope, kicking his legs together.The Joker dodged the attack with difficulty, and before he could gain a foothold, the bullet grazed his face.It's Jason.Jason took out two pistols, perfectly filled the gap of Batman's attack, and without hesitation, aimed at the Joker, and pulled the trigger.A new superficial wound was added to his face, blood ran down his cheek, and the clown rubbed a little blood, stuck out his tongue and licked it, and was actually very happy: Your change is really amazing.Another shot rang off and hit the clown in the wrist: too lazy to listen to your nonsense.Gunshots rang out, but the pain made the clown more excited, and he sat against the pillar, blood soaking his bright purple suit, leaving dark marks.Peter was dumbfounded, he didn't know how things had suddenly come to this point, and before he could even stop it, Jason beat another clown like that.The baby bear moved to the side, approached Brant, and lowered his voice: Who are we helping?
Brandt asked a little indescribably: This is my biological father?
Omir laboriously pulled the bear's head off, shed his bulky puppet costume, and said with certainty: it was him.Brant couldn't make a decision for a while, Jason he has been taking care of until now, and he has some feelings, he should have been on Jason's side.But that person was his father after all, but that person turned out to be his father, to be honest, Brandt didn't really want to recognize him, but if he wanted to watch the other party being killed, he couldn't do it at all.Don't let him die.Brandt said as he rushed into the fray, grabbing Jason's gun.Jason looked at him in disbelief: "You're stopping me?"
Brandt looked away.He knows a little bit about Jason's past, and it is precisely because of this that he has no way to justifiably stop him from taking revenge.But soon Brant didn't have time to dwell on these things.Because of the blood here, the crowd not far away screamed and dispersed, and Steve and Bucky, who came from afar, happened to see this scene.The Joker looks a little miserable, Steve looks at Jason with the gun raised, preconceived thought that he is doing evil, rushes over to stop Jason together, and of course Bucky wants to help his old partner.Unknowingly, it became a three-on-one situation, Bruce had to rush over to help Jason again, Omir naturally followed to help Brandt, Peter looked here and there, and before the situation became more serious, he rushed into the middle of the circle with spider silk.Misunderstanding, there must be some misunderstanding!
Peter was forced to burst the little milk directly.