At the Gotham City Police Station, a young man with a broken arm runs in and shouts for help.

"Help, please help me!"

The mournful chant attracted the attention of the detectives.

Gordon thought to himself again, although it was not news to see people with severed hands and feet in Gotham, and it was not uncommon for broken corpses to be spread all over the ground. But when Gordon saw this person, a chill came out of his back, and he broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.

Sure enough, the man had just bandaged his arm, and then he shouted, "Joker, it's Joker!" He's run out of Arkham, and I know he has a big plot to take out half of Gotham! ”

The entire Gotham Police Department felt as if they had been spelled, and some were so frightened that they even dropped their cups on the ground.

The name Joker shuddes people just to hear it, and when it is associated with the word conspiracy, it can be equated with death, and it is a mass death.

Gordon suppressed his fears, walked up to the man, and asked carefully, "What exactly does the Joker want to do?" ”

"He's going to kill half of Gotham, and I'm a villain bastard too, but it's horrible, I escaped, but my hands are gone." The man said excitedly.

It sounded a bit incoherent, but Gordon patiently comforted, "You're safe here, calm down and tell me everything you know." What exactly does the Joker want to do? ”

"Clown......"

The man's voice suddenly became so low that Gordon had to pull his head closer. When the two were less than half a meter apart, the man with the severed hand pulled out the left hand that was in his arms, and at the same time, there was also a striker grenade that was pulled out.

"The Joker said, let me kill you and become the hero of Gotham!" The man said triumphantly.

The distance between the two men was only half a meter, and the firing pin of this grenade was pulled out long before Gordon could lean down. It's impossible to dodge now.

And if Gordon had done this, the police casualties in the neighborhood would have been even heavier.

So, between the electric and the flint, Gordon made a great choice. Not only did he not dodge, but he even hugged the man and put the grenade between the two bodies.

There was no doubt that the grenade exploded, but the expected sharp pain did not appear. The grenade made the sound of a balloon exploding, and at the same time burst like a balloon, leaving only a single stream of ribbons and gold dust on the ground, and no damage was done.

"What the hell is this?"

Gordon didn't understand what that meant, was it just a joke?

And he tried to get the answer from the man in front of him, only to find that he was even more surprised than himself.

"This ...... It's not like saying yes, this grenade should explode, and then I'll be a hero! It shouldn't be like this! ”

Gordon didn't hesitate to punch him in the face, the former heads-up king was not for nothing, this punch would definitely knock him out.

But what is shocking is that the punch landed on this person's face, but it was as forceless as falling on cotton.

"Another pervert with superpowers?" Gordon was shocked and quickly pulled out his gun and aimed it at the man's head.

A man who was able to pull out a grenade, the devil knows what he was still hiding in his clothes.

The villain obviously knew that his operation had failed, but he had no sense of fear, he dared to die with Gordon, that is, he was not afraid of death. Even when he saw Gordon pull out his matching gun, he wanted to snatch it and kill people.

Without hesitation, Gordon pulled the trigger and wanted to blow his head off.

As a result, instead of a bullet, a spring-loaded fist slammed into the man's face, leaving only a red mark.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Gordon looked at his pistol in shock, when was it dropped with a toy?

The Gotham Police Department struggled to keep the man in his cell for a while, and then they were shocked to find that something seemed wrong with the world.

Everyone's guns have turned into toy guns, and even the paper cutters used to open envelopes seem to have lost their effectiveness, and when stabbed into people, they become as elastic as soft erasers. The police tried all sorts of ways to carry out the attack, but in the end they came to the conclusion that violence seemed to be forbidden.

Any form of violence against others cannot be effective. Whether you use your fists or tools, it's like everyone's body has a protective film that can withstand any damage. Because of this, it took a long time for the police to throw the man into a prison cell.

It's not just the people at the Gotham Police Department who are shocked by this change, but others inside Gotham City have also noticed the situation. The first to be discovered is the ubiquitous criminals in Gotham.

In the alley, a robbery is underway, but the knife stabbed in the victim's body is crooked to the side. The people of Gotham are simple, and the one who was robbed saw that the knife was ineffective, and almost did not hesitate to resist.

The two fought for a long time, but found that there was no effect at all except for messing up their hair. Such scenes appear in countless corners of Gotham.

Violence loses its effect, and no matter what you do, you can no longer hurt others.

Tezka walks the streets of Gotham and soon sees many entangled people, who are crazy but look more like they are joking.

"It seems like I'm pushing too hard." Tezka said a little awkwardly.

He gave Gotham a setting to make all violent damage nullify, but he didn't expect the effect to be so strong. The current situation is that Gotham will not die, not even suicide.

It looks wonderful, but if the real world does turn out like this, it will quickly collapse the whole society, even if there is no accidental death. It's more chaotic than the Joker's panic and plunges the whole world into chaos.

"Hopefully the Joker will collapse a little faster than the city." Tesca said.

On the other side of the city, a clown who is obsessed with Teska is releasing poison gas in a building.

It's not a big plan, it's just a sudden desire to kill. Chaos and evil, complete freedom, this is the Joker's code of conduct, so no one can predict his actions.

However, the poison gas poured for half an hour had no effect except to make the people inside unpleasantly open the windows.

Surprised and angry, the clown took a few puffs of poison gas, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, except that he felt a little unpleasant.

"That damn guy dared to sell me expired poison gas. Now, I'm going to go to him for bad luck. I'm going to pull his intestines out and tie a knot on his JJ, and then I'm going to show him a movie, and I'm going to let him experience his own hard ...... deeply"

The clown was grumbling and babbling, only to notice that the people who had opened the windows to breathe in were looking at him. The clown's face was so recognizable that countless people screamed loudly.

The Joker listened even more irritated, and said unhappily, "Can't the people of Gotham be a little creative?" What else would you do but scream? ”

With that, he threw a grenade at the building.

Bang, the same sound of balloons popping, streamers and gold dust scattered.

The clown's eyes widened as he watched the scene before him, and then pulled off all the grenades around him and threw them to the ground. There was a flurry of chickens and dogs, and when the colored dust fell, the clown was dyed in a colorful color, and his expression was comical like that of a professional circus clown.

Puff~ The voice of can't hold back laughter came.

Then, as he used to say, laughter is the most contagious. From his men, laughter spread almost instantly.

For the first time, the Joker didn't kill anyone, and it made the people of Gotham laugh.

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