"Okay Bruce, no kidding with you."

Glancing at the almost scrapped batmobile on the side, Wang Dali dropped the batarang in his hand. In the case of souvenirs, two are sufficient.

"Jokes?"

Batman, who had not said a word since he entered the scene, finally spoke this time. is the same as Wang Dali's impression, it is a calm and calm, and as resolute as a rock.

"I don't think it's just a joke."

Enemies who can destroy his Batmobile are very few in Gotham. And there is no one like Wang Dali who broke up with such a punch.

Batman raised the attention of twelve points, and he must not let the opponent hit him in the battle later, otherwise the victory or defeat will be decided.

"Perhaps, you can interpret this as an outburst after being suppressed for too long?"

Pretending not to see the other party's warning of him, Wang Dali leaned on the front of the Batmobile, which had been concave by himself, and looked at the big hole on it with a slight wry smile.

"In life, everyone wears their own mask. But after wearing the mask for a long time, there is always a time when you want to take it off. There is a good saying that in the heart of every mature man, there is actually a child living in it. ”

Facing Wang Dali's sincere eyes, Batman was silent for a long time, and then said in a condensed voice.

"You still know Two-Face?"

Wang Dali: ......

To be honest, just by virtue of the short fight just now, it was difficult for Batman, who sensed the threat of the other party, not to think about the 'deep meaning' in Wang Dali's words.

"Isn't it that I've had too much contact with Deadpool, and I'm getting a little bit of a huh...... What's up? ”

Wang vigorously groped his chin to think, and threw this black pot to people in another world, who had not met him for more than a month.

(Deadpool: Ahhh I suddenly feel as if someone is calling me from another world? ）

Beep beep

Just when Wang Dali and Batman were smiling bitterly and confronting each other, a continuous siren sounded in the distance. At this time, neither Wang Dali nor Batman wanted to be exposed to the police in this state.

"See Bruce next time, then."

Nodding to Batman, Wang Dali stepped into a dark alley in a few steps. Batman, who felt that he couldn't catch up with the other party, frowned slightly, glanced back at the Batmobile that he obviously couldn't take away, turned around and disappeared into the tall buildings on the side.

……

Oswald Chesterfield Copote, if you just look at the name, many people don't quite understand who he is. However, if you talk about his nickname 'Penguin Man', then no one in Gotham City will not know about him.

This morning, Cobott woke up from his ten-square-meter bed, with a big belly on the golden toilet to solve his physiological problems. After washing, I ate a simple but not simple breakfast under the service of several young and beautiful maids.

When it comes to breakfast, Cobot doesn't like to be disturbed the most. But this time, one of his men broke in while he was drinking his favorite.

After the summons, Cobot waved his hand for the people below to let them in. He gracefully picked up the white tablecloth on the side and gently wiped his fat lips.

But this graceful movement, combined with his strange size, simply makes people laugh. However, there was no trace of a smile in the eyes of the male and female servants around him, only fear.

Because the guys who dare to laugh at such times will never appear again.

After biting the cigar handed by the maid next to him and letting the other person light it, Copote took a deep breath of smoke and said to his subordinates standing in front of him.

"Lucius, what's going on?"

"Boss, maybe you should take a look at this."

"Oh?"

Curiously, Copote took the newspaper from the maid, and his parrot flew over and stood on Copote's shoulder, as if to read the newspaper with him.

The headline on the front page of the Gotham Daily today is not about a company making a big deal, or which celebrity has won what award, but a black bat-chariot with a huge dent in the front of the car, which seems to have been violently vandalized.

When he saw this 'different' Batmobile, Copote's eyes lit up visibly.

Then, after a quick glance at the bottom of the newspaper, he said to his men.

"Lucius."

"Yes, boss."

"Go and find out who made this Batmobile like this. It's better to find out what really happened last night. ”

"Yes, boss."

Nodding deeply to the excited penguin people, Lucius quickly disappeared in front of him.

……

"Batman is mine!!"

In an abandoned factory with several high-precision instruments in the surrounding area like a small workshop, the man who can grow back even if his spine is broken, Bane roars angrily and tears the newspaper in his hand.

"Can't wait any longer!"

After a series of maneuvers, Bane inserted the new potion into the catheter behind him. The magnific purple potion poured into Bane's body as the instrument worked, and in the excited eyes of the men around him, his two-meter height increased by a few points.

Feeling the surge of strength in his body and the pain that came with it as his muscles teared, Bane clenched his fists. Although the potion was not yet fully developed, the pain made his eyes more violent and aggressive.

"Batman, it's mine!"

……

“hy so serious？”

This famous quote has not been heard by the people of Gotham City for a long time.

In Arkham Mental Hospital, the clown who had undergone a prefrontal lobotomy after being caught by Batman had his exaggerated makeup washed off his face, and the most he did every day was to sit in the white wards everywhere, watch TV, and bask in the sun.

However, when everyone thinks that he is harmless, only Batman is still vigilant about him. He believed that the human will can sometimes surpass science.

As it turned out, he was right.

Today, the clown who was holding a tequila in his arms and was staring blankly at the batmobile on the TV that had been smashed with a hole and reporters taking pictures everywhere, suddenly laughed.

“hy so serious？”

He gently stroked the agave in his hand, which had been raised for months, with lush branches and green leaves, as if he were caressing his lover. He then plucked the very showy flowers of the agave and crushed them little by little.

Then, rub the big red juice and fragments of petals onto his face.

“hy so serious？”

In front of that mirror in the bathroom, the happy clown smiled.