The Joker is crazy, that's the perception of the whole of Gotham. No one wants to have anything to do with the Joker, except for some crazy guys who adore him. Which of the Joker's enemies or Joker's allies dies faster? Nobody knows.

Black Mask knew the final outcome of this matter before he teamed up with the Joker, and Luthor definitely didn't want to have anything to do with this guy unless he had to.

He was crazy and survived death several times. Batman doesn't kill people, but he doesn't deliberately save people either. Since so many fights with the Joker, he has thrown this madman on the edge of life and death several times, but he has survived all of them without exception.

The Joker is immortal, and this crazy impression was etched into Jason's mind a long time ago.

So he really wanted to see if this immortal madman really couldn't die!

Jason looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, tomorrow is the time for the Joker to trade, and this is where he trades. He wondered if the madman would die under his own scheme.

"If you can still live, then I'll let you live..."

...............................

The clown looked boredly at the guy who was trading with him in front of him, and he didn't listen to a word of the man's spittle.

He's so bored, what did this guy just say? Oh yes, I'm here to trade, and I bought a batch of purified laughing gas from this guy to make my own clown laughing gas, oh, and weapons.

But this guy was so boring, he regretted it a little. Why the hell is he here listening to this guy? Listen to him complain? That's enough. I sighed ungracefully, and under the effect of the wounds on both sides of the mouth, it gave people the illusion that the whole face was torn.

"Hey! Have you listened or not! ”

The guy in charge of the deal with the Joker was thoroughly enraged, and the madman had a bored and sleepy face from the start, as if the deal he initiated had nothing to do with him.

"Hmm... You say I'm listening"

The clown replied to the man's words very copily, and this answer made the man's anger reach the extreme.

"I said, this has to be paid in cash!!!"

No one wants to do business with a clown, and no one takes a check from a clown, and God knows if it can be exchanged for money. What's more, this kind of transaction is safest to use cash directly.

"I also said, I don't have any money now"

The clown continued to snort, wiping a handful of non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes and said.

"Really... Then the deal is not valid! ”

Before he could finish his sentence, he lay on the ground after a gunshot rang out. A woman came out of the shadows with a sniper rifle, and the clown glanced at the visitor and said lazily:

"Hallie, you're late."

"Sorry, MR J"

The gangsters who reacted immediately pulled out their weapons, but they were quickly shot by gunfire from all directions.

"It will take some time for the clowns to find a weapon to use"

As Harry's words fell, a group of people dressed in strange clown makeup came out of the shadows with all sorts of guns.

"Well done, baby. Okay we can leave with our booty, before that nasty bunch arrives"

The clown stood up to get out of here, and as he passed by the guy who was lying on the ground and had roared at him before, he deliberately crouched down and leaned close to the corpse's ear and said:

"Who said I'm going to pay? Ha.. Aha.. Ahh

The shrill clown laughter of the standard echoed through the empty factory building.

The Clown guys quickly went their separate ways and took over the tanker with a slow can of pure laughing gas.

"So where do we go next?"

Harley Quinn asked, putting her arms around the clown's neck.

Her question caused Jason, who was eavesdropping on the secret, to laugh unnaturally twice, although he knew that the other party couldn't hear it, he still said with a cruel smile:

"You're not going anywhere"

The clown's laughing gas is specially made, and adding some unique ingredients to the basic high-concentration pure laughing gas will make the guy who gets this clown laughing gas laugh like a clown.

Jason wasn't the slightest surprise at the sound coming from the bugging.

Everyone knows that being a clown enemy is no different from being an ally of a clown, and that sometimes even being his ally dies a little faster.

But humans are always strange creatures, and there are always people who have a crush on those unique, crazy guys, such as Harley Quinn.... And the Clown Gang ....

Bruce had tried to save these people, but in Jason's eyes, these guys were as hopeless lunatics as the Joker.

Isn't the worship of madness itself a manifestation of madness?

One glance, the watch on the wrist, there are still two minutes.

The sound of a car starting, some chatter, some clowns, and harley quinquins were heard from the bugs.

Jason knew what they were doing, even if he didn't look at it, that the madman was trying to leave some clues for his beloved little bat.

The Joker is probably the only criminal in Gotham who is particularly eager to see Batman.

Whatever he does, he leaves clues for Batman to follow, and enjoys a cat-and-mouse guessing game with Batman.

This time, though, his little bat was afraid to see his body in his clues.

"Ten"

The time was almost up, and he was intrigued by the face of the Joker after he had inhaled an overdose of the Clown's laughing gas.

"Nine"

Will he laugh like a clown after inhaling his own laughing gas? Oh, he was meant to be a clown.

"Eight"

What does Harley Quinn want to say when she sees the Joker?

"Seven"

Why don't you just send this pair of mandarin ducks to see God together this time.

"Six"

They may not see God anymore...

"Five"

The sound in the eavesdropper was starting to fade away, and he was starting to get a little impatient to hunt.

"Four"

Oh, and someone spotted the first trap.

"Three"

Some guys came up around.

"Two"

The clown really wasn't interested in these things.

"One"

The hunt begins!

With an explosion, piercing screams rang out from the warehouse, and gunfire rang out. The guys who traded with the clown came quite in time, and the phone call he made was in vain.

The dense sound of gunfire continued for a while, and another bugger mounted on the tanker made a screeching sound, which was the sound of tires rubbing against the ground when suddenly discharging at high speed, and the occasional sound of bullets hitting the tank.

The screams and wails were quickly replaced by a loud bang, and then from the bugs came the sound of crazy laughter and gunfire......

Alright, it's time to put some finishing touches.......