After a long time, the screams and gunfire in the factory stopped, the smell of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, the blood of the corpses on the ground was still warm, and the fear of death was left in everyone's eyes.

The clown stood in a pool of blood, stretched out his index finger and dipped it in the blood and put it in his mouth, then showed a disgusted expression and spat fiercely: "What the hell, I can't learn it at all, how did those perverts swallow blood with a smile?" ”

In front of the clown, a thin white male was tied to his feet with hemp rope, fell off the beam and hung in the air, and the clown, fearing that his blood would flow backwards and cause his brain to become congested, was very enthusiastic to help him make a cut in his neck. In this way, blood can flow directly from the incision without causing any other discomfort.

"Hey man, are you okay?" The clown pats the white man in the face and wakes him up from his distraction.

"You devil ......" The man had lost too much blood, his dry lips were white and frightening, and he was weak when he spoke.

"Thank you for the compliment, but I think the demon is a little worse than me!" The clown laughed and said that he felt very good about himself.

"Okay, without further ado, while you can still catch your breath, tell me who your master is? You know, Gotham is a big city, and it's very repulsive to hillbillies! The clown pushed the man's shoulders and played a game of swinging on the spot.

The man didn't reply, his eyes looked vacantly ahead, until the blood from the wound stopped flowing, and then he said before he died: "I... Won't tell you ......"

"Wow, you are so loyal, how can I embarrass my little brothers, they are all speechless in shame." The clown turned around and looked behind him and asked the corpses all over the ground, "Guys, you said yes?" ”

No one responded, the clown nodded with satisfaction, the younger brothers were obedient, and he had face as the boss.

Boom!

The walls of the factory were violently smashed open, and the Batcart, full of horsepower, pushed the bricks and stones to stop in front of the Joker, and Batman, dressed in domineering light armor, pushed the car door and walked towards the Joker.

The tights are flexible and lightweight, which is extremely suitable for Batman, who now has a physical fitness beyond the limits of humans, but there are also disadvantages. For example, Batman hesitated which trouser tube to tuck, after all, it's not a problem to pretend to be a belt all day.

"No, no, big bat, don't come near me, I'm very insecure like you." The Joker waved his hand and took two steps back, keeping a safe distance from Batman.

"You killed them?" A low voice under the visor asked.

The clown didn't answer, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Looks like you're the hillbilly's follow-up plan." Poor fellow, he doesn't seem to know how close our relationship is! ”

"Someone's coming for you?" Batman's IQ is no worse than that of the Joker, and you can understand the deep meaning when you hear it.

"If you come in thirty seconds late, he'll recruit them all!" The Joker pats the upside-down corpse next to him and shifts the blame to Batman.

"I probably know who the enemy is, and in the meantime, I hope you don't mess around." Batman says that no one can pretend to be in front of him, not even the Joker.

"Of course, I don't have many merits, but I'm absolutely obedient and honest." The Joker looked like a good boy and continued to provoke Batman's nerves: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you, implanted your personality, my soul has been sublimated, and you have made me find a new meaning in life." ”

Batman farts at all, looking at the Joker fixedly, and in the latter's shy face-covering motion, he asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, what are you now?" ”

The little scandal was stunned, put away the hippie smile, and replied with twelve points of seriousness: "I am the superhero of Gotham - Clownman!" ”

Batman: "......"

Sure enough, I can't communicate normally with neuropathy!

Sou! Sou!

Two batarang shot out, dodged sideways by the clown, and two superhumans with explosive physical fitness left countless afterimages in the factory. Batman chases, the Joker escapes, and the latter laughs unbridled as he runs.

"Big bat, why are you staring at me? Your enemy is not me, I am the heir of your will! ”

"Joker, you're too dangerous!"

"You hypocritical villain who bullies the weak and fears the hard, compared to me, the real danger is in Arkham."

Batman doesn't respond to this, but speeds up to overtake the Joker in an instant, grabbing him by the collar and pressing him against the wall. The latter's feet were dangling in the air, and he had a painful expression that was about to suffocate to death: "It's so boring, I thought that you implanted my personality and became somewhat humorous." ”

The corners of Batman's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but laugh out of it, and said with a cold face: "I know you're planning some conspiracy, but you'd better be careful, or I'll kill you." ”

The Joker was flattered: "It's such an honor to be the first person to be killed by Batman." ”

The Joker said and looked condescendingly into Batman's eyes, grinning widely: "What are you suppressing, why don't you smile?" As a superhero, you should learn to release yourself, keep a face all day long, and it will be perverted after a long time. ”

"It's none of your business!"

"That's right, I almost forgot, you're a pervert for a long time. Normal people don't dress themselves up as bats and don't sleep in the middle of the night to scare people. ”

Batman twitched out of the corner of his eye, slammed the Joker to the ground, opened the Batmobile and drove away.

The Joker gets up and yells at the Batmobile, which has once again made a hole in the wall, "Hey, why didn't you kill me, are you grateful that I sent you home last time?" ”

As the Batmobile fades away, the Joker looks at the vanished taillights, scolds him for being bored, and pulls out a remote control monitor from his crotch.

"Let me see where the Batmobile is now...... It's really interesting who that hillbilly is, and he has something to do with the big bat. ”

"Wow, stopped in the red light district, I didn't let him release himself like that! Well, the car started again? Exactly twenty seconds...... What a pathetic man, I can hold on for at least a minute. ”

……

In the center of Gotham, on the top floor of a skyscraper, a middle-aged man in a suit coat and holding a scepter looked down on the city shrouded in darkness, and his eyes were full of coldness.

Behind him, hundreds of men in black remained motionless, half-kneeling, waiting for his orders.

"Gotham is entering the countdown, like Constantinople and Ancient Rome, which have become a breeding ground for evil, and the city is hopelessly ruined."

Master Ninja – Henry Duka!

In the early years, when Batman was still Bruce Wayne, he wanted to understand the criminal mind and wandered around the world, in order to get close to criminals, and even committed crimes himself. Seeing that he was young and promising, Duka was a good material to inherit the mantle, not only released him, but also took care of him in every way.

Duka taught Wayne how to do martial arts, taught him how to hide his body, use weapons, and patiently help Wayne overcome his fears. As a teacher, he preached and solved his doubts, and Duka did everything he could.

But Wayne repaid the ninja master in this way, setting fire to the ninja master's house, blowing up his hometown, destroying most of his subordinates, cutting off his foundation, and later sleeping with his daughter.

The enraged ninja master decides to take revenge on Wayne by ruining Gotham City in front of him!

Well, I can't make it up, the above is pure lip service. It's not a day or two that the ninja master wants to destroy Gotham, as for the reason...... It doesn't matter, the boss wants to do bad things, do you need a reason?

The Master Ninja has already planned everything, he wants to destroy Gotham with poison gas, and re-establish a new order after the destruction.

"Bruce, I taught you to hide in the dark to be feared by your enemies, but I didn't let you dress up as a bat...... What a ridiculous outfit! Duka chuckled, picked up the map beside him, and looked at the important place where the plan was executed.

Arkham Asylum!

"This is the starting point for the destruction of Gotham, there is no room for failure, I don't want to see failure, do you understand?" Duka is confident, how can a mere madhouse stop the warriors he has carefully trained.

No one responded, and the men in black got up directly, ready to complete the task.

"Wait......"

Duka suddenly spoke up and muttered for a while: "There is always a bad premonition, to be on the safe side, I will personally lead the team this time!" ”

Thanks to book friends: Elegant Chinese cabbage, KT77882, Xiangshan Jushi 233, Holmium, asdqe875, ybq4zhu, Tang ☆ Da ★ Shao, pseudo harsh pseudo-house, 08a, book friend 151116192741535, thunder, I'm not perfect ° but I'm the only one, , 巭孬嫑kun! , 軒銘, Zhang, and another sword against the wind, Fan, reward!

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