That's right.

Jerome.

This man is the Joker of Gotham, or rather, he is the one who represents chaos.

But.

Apparently he is not in a mess now.

He hasn't been sprayed with crazy laughter, and the disguise on the surface hasn't been torn off, which means that he hasn't become the person he should become.

"The world is too problematic right now." The elderly version of Luo Sheng sighed.

"Mr. Rason, did I misunderstand something?" Jerome looked at the two people who looked very similar in bewilderment.

"It's okay, it's my friend." The old man waved his hand to Jerome and said, "Go see Bruce,"

Luo Sheng gasped.

Looking at Jerome's expression, it seemed a lot more subtle.

"I say, you and Bruce."

Luo Sheng showed an extremely lewd smile and looked at Jeromer stepping back with a confused expression.

"Ahem." The elderly version of Luo Sheng coughed twice and said, "The two of them are not the kind of relationship you think, don't worry." ”

"Hah! This kind of anticipatory thing didn't happen, so what can I rest assured about! Luo Sheng shouted.

I have to say that after he came here, it did seem to be even stranger than before.

Luo Sheng himself is a bit of a middle two disease.

But because of his somewhat dull character, that's why he would run to the street in the middle of the night and pretend to be some kind of oxygen sheep.

But now, he seems to be more self-indulgent.

Could it really be that the mad chef has merged with himself?

But shouldn't this kind of more important plot be in a very rigorous or exciting scene, so that the author spends about two or three chapters, plus a lot of psychological descriptions and dialogues, and is finally forced to merge?

In any case, the setting of more than 100 chapters is followed.

was inexplicably sprayed by an inexplicable medicine bottle by an inexplicable person, and it was inexplicably fused?

There were a lot of words in my head.

The elderly version of Luo Sheng stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, and asked, "What are you thinking about again, I'm going to cut to the point." ”

"You haven't even gotten to the point yet?"

"Nope."

"Oh."

The two replied to each other very dryly, and then the elderly version of Luo Sheng said: "You should have found out that the current Gotham City is not developing on the line at all, have you seen Wolverine reverse the future?" ”

"Nope."

"What about the Terminator."

"Nope."

"Let's go back to eighteen and see it."

"Nope."

"What about Avengers Four?"

"Huh? I remember when I crossed over, didn't this movie have not yet been released, how did you TM know the content in it? ”

A piece of content that is not nutritious.

The elderly version of Luo Sheng gave up the idea of finding a movie to give Luo Sheng an example, and said directly: "You need to go back to the past now and do the following things, first, find out the reason for Gordon's blackening, also, find the Mad Hat and Hugo, so that the virus that infected Gotham disappears, second, bring my brother back to the right path, and finally." ”

Luo Sheng looked at Luo Sheng seriously.

"Make sure that Gotham City can return to the real TV series version of Gotham City ending, kill everything that shouldn't appear, and let everyone who should appear come out."

Luo Sheng was also very serious and stepped forward and patted himself on the shoulder.

The seriousness of the expression.

The rigor of the action.

He said four big words in a very resolute tone.

"What the hell is going on with me?"

"Huh?"

"Hah, what the hell is going on, so what does it have to do with me what happens to Gotham City?"

Luo Sheng looked at the eyes of an idiot.

He's not a Gotham per se.

Seriously, he doesn't care at all what Gotham City becomes, let alone being ruled by Gordon, and he doesn't really care if it explodes.

The elderly version of Luo Sheng smiled.

"It's okay, it's okay, you'll know when I send you back, and you'll know what to do when the time comes."

Luo Sheng's eyes narrowed.

"Do you have a way to send me back?"

"Of course." The old man Luo Sheng showed a natural expression.

After speaking, the old man Luo Sheng stood up.

He reached the wall to the side and smashed it with a punch, shattering a piece of the wall in an instant.

Inside, lying quietly was a syringe.

Complete metal syringe.

There was something like moss stuck to it, perhaps because it had been left for too long, and it was near the Gotham River.

Lao Luo Sheng picked up the infusion tube.

"Come, poke yourself."

Luo Sheng and himself looked at each other for a long time, and said, "If you just pull out your hair and tell me to eat it, maybe I will agree, as for this thing, do you want me to get tetanus?" ”

The elderly version of Luo Sheng rolled his eyes.

"I said, do you think you're all at this point, and you're going to hang up because of something like tetanus?"

"Why not?" Luo Sheng spread his hands seriously and said, "Although this is a science fiction world, it must follow logic." ”

"MD, then you can explain to me how Batman jumped from such a high place and it's okay!"

Luo Sheng nodded.

"I remember that it seems that the official really forcibly explained the principle of this matter, do you want to listen?"

The elderly Luo Sheng had no choice but to support his forehead.

"Okay, that person told me at the beginning that this thing can forcibly improve one dimension of yourself, and then you can break the space in this low dimension with a little more strength, and go back to twelve years ago."

"Wait!" Luo Sheng stretched out his hand and asked, "Are you sure this won't be the Gotham I ran to 200 years later?" ”

"No~" The old version of Luo Sheng waved his hand and said, "Don't you think I'm here well?" ”

Luo Sheng narrowed his eyes.

He was a little skeptical that this old version was not his own, and felt that the other party seemed to be very unreliable.

But now I can't help it.

He didn't want to stay in this Gotham, and Gotham City in 12 years was so stupid that it wasn't as interesting as it used to be.

And so.

Luo Sheng took the syringe and injected the liquid into his body through his arm.

The liquid entered the body and instantly turned into an air flow that filled the whole body, and the dark red under Luo Sheng's eyes continued to flow.

"Good! Here, throw a punch. ”

Throw a punch......

It's that simple?

Luo Sheng does feel as if something has changed in his body now, but just with a punch, does he go back to 12 years ago?

"Click."

There was a crunch in the air.

The lines that looked like shattered glass reappeared, and even some of the pieces fell from all of them.

Beneath the gap, it's all darkness.

This kind of black color makes people feel like they are trapped in it, and they will never recover.