The clown was tied up like a dumpling and thrown straight into the dark room, and the huge impact caused him to slide on the ground for a short time before stopping.

The feeling of the skin gliding on the rough surface is not very good. After his body stopped, the clown struggled to get up from the ground and face the man who was slowly walking towards him.

"Oh, what's the game this time? Truth or say? Or is it a big adventure? Who the hell are you? ”

The Joker still can't remember who this man is, he has killed so many people that basically all the people he remembers will not exist in his memory after death.

"Oh.... I wonder if this reminds you of it? ”

Red Hood tosses the backpack he was carrying in front of the clown, and judging by the sound of the impact, it should be ironwork inside. Red Hood unzipped and pulled out an iron crowbar, a very ordinary one, something that would be found in any garage.

“... Oh, I'd better choose the truth."

The Red Hood shot through his leg but stopped the bleeding, causing the Joker to judge that he didn't seem to kill himself, but now it seems that his judgment is a little too presumptuous. This man's hatred for him is so naked, so naked that people can't even turn a blind eye.

His words didn't stop the iron crowbar from slamming into his face.

"It feels good to be hit on the skull by a crowbar."

The clown didn't answer the Red Hood, and the knock made his head buzz. When he finally came back to his senses and wanted to let out the same shrill laugh as before, he couldn't.

The Red Hood didn't seem to intend to give him much of a chance to laugh, and one stick after another slammed into the clown's face, making the already somewhat deformed face even more miserable, and the splash of blood smeared the pale face, making it all look a little hideous and ridiculous.

I don't know how long it took, I don't know if Red Hood was tired or if he had some other plan, but he finally stopped and stood up, walked to the side of the stacked container, and manipulated some of the rudimentary instruments on it.

The clown who escaped from the beating did not faint, but he did not show any expression of fear, to be exact, the corners of his mouth that were always smiling were cracked even wider, making people suspect that two deep openings would be opened from the ends of his mouth in the next second.

The clown didn't know if it hurt or not, but the possibility that flashed through his mind made him even more excited, and he just wanted to laugh out loud now.

He never expected the game to be so exciting, and the person who arranged the game was so surprised, all of which was beyond his expectations. The excitement was like an anesthetic, which made him lose his pain a long time ago, he couldn't care about the bloody forehead, and he didn't have any interest in his ears that were still buzzing, and he didn't even feel the nosebleed in his mouth at all, and all his excitement at the moment finally turned into a somewhat broken tone:

"Didn't I kill you?"

Unable to hold back his curiosity any longer, the Joker now just wants to make sure if his guess is correct.

Hearing the Joker's question, Red Hood turned his head to look at the guy lying on the ground, and then took off his hood.

Under the red hood, a face leaked out that was completely inconsistent with the Joker's memory, but the beautiful green eyes that did not lose the slightest bit even if they were covered by the mask confirmed the Joker's suspicion.

"I'm so glad you remember me"

This is probably the first time that the Joker has heard someone say that he is happy to be remembered, and no one has ever liked to be remembered by the Joker, let alone want to be remembered by him at all.

The voice was completely different from what I remembered, but the corners of the mouth tilted to one side were exactly the same as the expression on the ground back then.

Red Hood is waiting, he's waiting for Batman. The reason he kept Harley Quinn alive was so that she could inform Batman, otherwise he could have kicked her heart so that the woman would never have a chance to get up again.

He had to keep doing something to distract himself, or he'd turn around and shoot the guy behind him a few times.

His heart was beating wildly, and he thought he could calmly face the clown and start a perfect show, but now it seemed unlikely, he was overestimating his self-control. The clown was right behind him, and he grabbed him and tied him up like a dumpling, and he could kill him at any time, just like that day in that car that was knocked out of shape. It's really a lot of effort to suppress the killing intent that keeps pouring out from the depths of your heart....

The Joker didn't know what was going on in Jason's heart at the moment, and the guy was already stunned by what was suddenly happening in front of him.

He did kill Robin, or not, after all, he didn't see the boy's body. But the little bat's actions should confirm the fact that Robin is dead.

So who is this man in front of you?

"Didn't I kill you?"

The clown couldn't help but ask again.

This time, Jason didn't even turn his head, and those beautiful eyeballs just turned in their sockets.

He had to keep his sanity, even if the clown was what he was now, he had to keep his sanity to have a chance of winning, and maybe removing this guy's limbs would add some fun to the performance later.

Jason turned his head and walked slowly towards the Joker, there was not a trace of fear on the Clown's face, this guy always looked like a ghost, giving people the illusion that he had no fear, but Jason knew a lot of things that the Joker didn't know.

He walked up behind the clown and locked his neck with his strong arms. Even through the thick biker jacket, the violent contraction of the strong and powerful muscles hindered the clown's breathing.

"We've already talked about this"

"I know, but I just want to talk about it"

The messy face that was beaten didn't seem to affect the Joker's mood at all, even though he knew that this was just a trick of the Joker's usual tricks, but his lack of reaction to the current situation still made Jason's reason on the verge of the limit collapse.

Fortunately, in the end, even if he found his sanity, this is the Joker's usual trick, using his mental advantage to provoke his opponent and create a chance for himself to escape, as he has always done. This guy has survived until now, but it's not just because of bad luck.

Eventually, he let go of the Joker, and he was still waiting for the most crucial audience to arrive, but he couldn't kill the Joker before then.