"Ah, it failed!"

"yes, failed!"

"Sigh a fart! Are you old men basking in the sun! Can anyone tell me why it failed! ”

The confident Owl Court, after two days, lost all confidence again.

The claws they sent out were once again wiped out, and the meat buns beat the dogs again—there was no return.

The most heart-wrenching thing for the Owl Court is that if it fails, forget it.

The equipment they had just bought, the equipment they had hoped for, the Hammer of the Sky, was gone with their claws.

It's like their lost youth.

Talon didn't come back, and the Hammer certainly couldn't have been kindly sent back by the Joker.

Not surprisingly, all the clowns were cheaper.

Rounded up, the loss is 100 million!

Tired, most of the members of the Owl Court feel that they will not be loved.

I want to go back to my hometown in the countryside and get married—no, it's a long time to live.

Fortunately, there are still people who are more energetic, and Elliott has to roar as he looks at a group of companions like old generals on the stage, with flags planted behind them.

"Can anyone tell me why the hell it failed! It's clear that I've already recharged my money and become stronger! I have bought new equipment, and my combat effectiveness has definitely improved! Why is it still failing? What about the video! Where's the video?! ”

Some of the clawed eyes have been modified to have a camera function.

Because it has completely torn its face with the clown, the owl court chose to directly transmit the screen in real time this time, and did not worry about the joker tracking down the person behind the claws.

The clown already knows it anyway.

So, at least this time, the Owl Court got a certain picture - not like last time, with both eyes blackened.

In the not-so-clear video, Talon manages to infiltrate the Joker's residence.

Thunder flashes can also be seen at the edge of the picture, and it is they who have already raised the "Hammer of Thunder", ready to hammer the clown who is lying on the bed sleeping with a hammer of thunder.

Then, the picture freezes there.

After about a fraction of a second, it turned black.

That's all there is to it.

The members of the Owl Court have studied it more than a dozen times, and they can't see how Talon failed at all.

Not to mention them, even if they were Batman, a master of analysis, they wouldn't be able to analyze anything.

In fact, the situation at that time was very simple.

If I had to say it, the only movement of the clown Hakuya who was sleeping on the bed was to move his fingers.

The one that wears the Greedy Lamp Ring.

As a result, the knock-off Thor's hammer in the hands of Talon uncontrollably unleashed powerful thunder and lightning - slamming into their "masters".

These Sky Hammers were originally created using the energy of the Greedy Lantern Ring.

White Nights is their ultimate master.

As long as Bai Ye has a thought, he can turn them back into the purest emotional energy.

Manipulating them is, of course, a matter of thought.

Of course, as long as it is a commodity that is sold, Bai Ye will not do any manipulation, but if someone uses it against him, it is a different matter.

Even if the claws had an "immortal body", it would not be possible to retreat under these thunders.

One by one, the charred bodies fell, completely paralyzed, unable to move, and the electronic components carried on their bodies would also be destroyed.

This is how the "live" of the Owl Court was interrupted.

Before these claws could recover, the White Night opened the gate of time and space, and the Demon Knight appeared, bringing them all back to the Trading Pavilion.

The hammer was retracted and put back on the shelves - the hammer was running out.

The copied knock-offs, like the weapons that have been created in earnest, will gradually "wear out" and "get old" with time and use.

However, there is no problem with the current "second-hand goods" being put back on the shelves for sale.

Basically, it is no different from a new product, in fact, even if there is a loss, the white night can be "repaired" back.

It is not impossible to "repair" in the air, or even across a world.

It's just that the consumption of greedy energy is very large, and - there are goods that will not be lost when they are sold.

No loss, no replacement, what will you sell after the white night?

The truth and these trivia naturally have nothing to do with the Owl Court.

Now they can only stare at the pitch-black screen in a daze, clearly saying that they will not fail again.

The world is unpredictable.

"I think I've found the reason." Elliott stared for a moment before speaking.

These words caused the other members to look up at Elliott on the screen.

"Why?"

"Does the Joker have any special abilities?"

"You found the operation?"

Everyone was busy asking questions.

"I don't know how the Joker used to eliminate the claws, and we don't need to know." Elliott said.

"I don't know what the clown does, how are we going to deal with him?" Someone said, "Don't you understand the truth of knowing yourself and knowing your opponent and winning all battles?" ”

"Of course I do."

"But, in the Trading Cabinet, there's another saying, 'You're not strong enough because you don't have enough money.'" ”

"Is our problem really about not understanding the Joker's methods?"

"No, our problem is that the claws aren't strong enough. Strong enough, no matter what means the Joker has, we can easily perish! ”

"We need to strengthen the Talon, buy them better equipment, and improve the combat effectiveness of the Talon! In this way, you can defeat the Joker! ”

"Elliott, I want to remind you that we don't have any money." Someone reminded, "No, it's the value of power." ”

It's not that they're not tyrants, it's that the things in the trading pavilion are too expensive.

"Something has to be done."

Elliott said, "The Dionysian factor we have is a precious thing that even the Trading Pavilion has never had, and their production and marketing goods, Save Your Life, are simply inferior knockoffs compared to our Dionysian factor." ”

"There aren't many Dionysian factors." Someone reminded again.

The Dionysian factor is much less than the spring water of the pool of Lazarus.

"Yes, the quantity is small, the effect is good, so it is also far more expensive than saving your life, which is our biggest advantage."

Elliott said, "And our greatest treasure, should we hold on to it to death instead of using it as a weapon against the clowns?" ”

The Owl Court has already sold a portion of the Bacchus factor to the Trading Cabinet.

I also used the value of power and property to buy equipment.

However, that was just the first test and opened the door to the road of recharge.

With only tens of thousands of power and wealth values, there are still 108,000 miles away from the threshold of real krypton.

As the famous saying circulated in the trading cabinet "how can you become strong if you don't charge money", "you are not strong enough because you don't charge enough money".

If you want to become stronger, you can't be stingy, you need krypton.

Right now, Krypton becoming stronger is the only way for the Owl Court.

"Choose."

Elliott's voice was low, "Is it to hold our last gold and wait for death, but to use the gold to gain the future?" ”

"I agree."

"I also agree, Dionysian factor, can sell more to the Trading Cabinet."

"Agreed."

One by one, the members began to take a stand.

Eventually, an agreement was reached that they would sell more of the Dionysian Factor to the Trading Cabinet, and then, get stronger!

Defeat the Joker!

The Owl Court officially evolved at this moment and became the Owl Kryptonite Party.

"Hello, the goods you are selling have a high value, so we ......"

Trading Pavilion, a sales office, Elliott listened to the sweet voice of the salesman's young lady, felt the value of the power that began to increase on the "trading order", and showed a heartfelt smile.

Selling all the Dionysian factors he carried, Elliott walked out into the street.

Watching the people around me come and go, a sense of pride rose in my heart.

The so-called money in your pocket gives you confidence in your heart.

Now, it's time to buy those goods, Armed Enhanced Claws, Joker, wash your neck and die!

Nano combat suit armor?

It's coming!

Hammer?

It's coming!

Ice Sword?

It's coming!

What, the cheats of Chinese basic martial arts?

No matter what, it's all about it!

Ever since he entered the trading cabinet, he had the word poor written on his face, and Elliott, who saw the price trembling, finally raised his eyebrows.

I made a good purchase.

Serfs turn over and sing!

The original aristocracy, now being a nouveau riche, feels really cool!

The depression accumulated from the last failure was also dissipated because of this big purchase.

Having also bought a space bag, Elliot returned to Gotham with enough merchandise to strengthen the claw armament to the teeth.

I'm about to let the clown know the power of kryptonite!

Three days later......

"Failed?"

"Why failed again!"

"What the hell is the problem?"

"That's not right! Tomorrow is the deadline, and the Joker is about to become the mayor! ”

The members of the Owl Tribunal, all with red eyes, could not accept the result of another defeat.

You know, this time, they almost sent out all the old bottoms.

Except for those who had to stay by his side for protection, all the other claws, armed to the teeth, were sent out to assassinate the Joker.

Truth be told, before it was sent out, the Owl Court was extraordinarily inflated.

I don't think it's a clown, even storming a wave of Justice League headquarters is not a problem.

And then, and then there was no then!

The Owl Court is almost like one of those hapless villains, who can only stare at and shout "No way!" "How is that possible! ”。

No matter how tormented the Owl Court is, the truth is that it doesn't change because of what they think.

Until now, they have been defeated by the Joker.

Not to mention the Dionysian factor, there are only two or three kittens left in the Claw Legion of more than 100 people.

They are already "available without claws".

"No, we haven't lost yet, sell some more Bacchus factor, let's go buy the Terminator!"

Like a red-eyed gambler, Elliott roared.

They can't fall here, they still have a chance to turn the tables, they have to turn the tables.

Stopped here, isn't all the money charged before in vain?

Steady, recharge a little more, we can win!