Unlike Batman, who is almost at the risk of everything he has, the Joker, the initiator of the whole thing, is happily driving the streets in a nuclear-powered Batman that he converted into a Joker's car. www.biquge.info The degree of armament of this clown car is simply outrageous, any police car that tries to block the road will be directly bombarded by him with 155mm shelling to the slag, and the police car that is lucky enough to jump out of the car in time will also be fired into a honeycomb by the heavy machine gun next to the artillery.

Such a one-sided massacre made the police have no way to take the clown, and even when he took the initiative to rush to the barricades, he could only abandon his dignity and run wildly. The relationship between the hunter and the prey has been completely reversed, and now it is the Joker running around the streets looking for trouble with the police, and with his current force, even if he directly rushes into the Gotham City Police Department, it will be unimpeded.

Chen Lu's sudden whereabouts are unknown, so these policemen have almost lost their last support, if even superhumans can't solve the crazy clown, what is the use of their efforts? As for Batman, who should have been relied on by them, he was forgotten by them.

The clown laughed all the way on the road, and it can only be described as unstoppable along the way. Strangely enough, he had no intention of leaving Gotham City, nor was he planning to attack major buildings such as police stations or city councils, but he was just looking for a place to wreak havoc on the streets, and no one could figure out his intentions in the chaos.

But soon, the people who came to get in his way appeared. It's just that this time it is neither Batman, who the Joker is looking forward to, nor the current police leader Chen Lu, but a pervert wearing a red leotard and carrying two katanas-Deadpool.

Deadpool leaps from a tall building and jumps accurately onto the roof of the clown's car, only to break his leg and stain the clown's windows red with blood splatters. Of course, Deadpool himself drew his knife as if he didn't feel it, and stabbed the razor-sharp blade into the car.

"Is it the whole person? Well, forget it, it's okay to be mistaken. The people inside, it's time to fight whack-a-mole, I'm poking, I'm poking, I'm poking ・・・・・・"

With Deadpool's playful shouts, his two katanas thrust back and forth like a piledriver in the clown's car, and he didn't care if he stabbed anyone or not, anyway, as he said, it was just a game of whack-a-mole.

The Joker and Harry in the car had already leaned down to avoid being stabbed by Deadpool's blade, but it was only a matter of time before Deadpool was allowed to destroy it, and the entire roof of the car was lifted off by him. Although the clown doesn't feel sorry for the clown car that was stolen and modified, it is not the clown's style to be beaten and not fight back. On one occasion, when Deadpool stabbed the blade in again, he didn't hesitate to bring his palm to the tip of the blade, gripping the sharp blade like a handshake

"Let's shake hands, good boy."

Suddenly, millions of volts of electricity poured into Deadpool's blade from the current transmitter on the clown's cuff, and suddenly the incandescent electric light of the water snake wrapped around Deadpool's whole body, making his body tremble uncontrollably, and the paralyzed muscles caused Deadpool to let go of the hands that were wrapped around the clown's car, and was thrown under the car fiercely, rolling wildly like a log on the road.

"My hands! My feet! My kidneys! Oh, good thing, they're still there. I don't like this electric shock massage that makes my penis almost broken, you know? Oh no, it's broken! ”

As Deadpool chattered back up from the ground, the clown car turned back with a drift brake and turned its head at the fool who dared to come and ask for trouble. The clown laughed sinisterly and smiled excitedly as he looked at the freak who had suffered tons of damage but stood up like no one else, like a child's version of a new toy.

"Whew, too many buttons." The Joker scrambled in front of the console of the Clown's car to figure out which weapon to activate, but that consideration would always point to the same result, "Soldiers, all of them." ”

So the Joker clicked on the control panel, not caring that he had activated the function, and in response to him was the Joker's car with a variety of weapons like a treasure chest, cannons, homing missiles, heavy machine guns, and a dense barrage of weapons pouring down on Deadpool.

The dense rain of bullets left almost no gaps, and even Spider-Man with spider sense could not completely dodge in this situation, and Deadpool simply opened his hands and took the initiative to embrace this terrifying carpet bombardment.

In an instant, Deadpool was torn apart by the dense artillery fire, and the internal organs of his hands and feet were thrown into the air like a goddess scattering flowers, and even the blood that flowed out was evaporated in the blink of an eye, but Deadpool's head that rolled like a basketball if it was thrown was still playing a role professionally:

"Okay, I'm gone with my hands and feet, can someone light a cigarette for me?"

In the next second, his head was smashed to pieces by a heavy machine gun bullet like a smashed watermelon.

And the Joker seems to pay the price for his random button press, and the Joker car suddenly activates the jet acceleration function, causing the special vehicle to rush out like an arrow from a string, running over the remains of Deadpool, and crashing straight through everything it hits along the way, even if it wants to turn, it is too late to dodge before the crash.

So the Clown car went on a rampage through Gotham City, and if it weren't for the extraordinary quality of the tank's armor, it would have been smashed into a pile of broken copper and iron. Hallie was startled by the sudden madness, but the Joker laughed loudly and enjoyed it, holding the steering wheel and not knowing which way it was going, just like a nervous patient driving.

A few minutes later, after the clown had smashed many buildings and cars, he was stopped by another person, and it was the intact Deadpool who stood in front of them again, as if the scene of the corpse had never happened before.

The Joker wanted to press the gas pedal to the ground and hit it directly to make Deadpool die again, but the moment the front of the car made contact with Deadpool, the red figure suddenly disappeared. By the time the Joker came to his senses, Deadpool was already swaggering in the back seat of the Joker's car, and he was pretending to raise a wine glass.

"Excuse me, can I make up the ticket later?" Deadpool asked the Joker in the driver's seat in a sloppy gesture as he stroked the teleportation belt around his waist in a lewd gesture.

"Bang!"

Without looking back, the clown pulled out a silver revolver and shot Deadpool's forehead backwards, even though he hadn't figured out what Deadpool was capable of, but he always had to do it first.

"Well, you're done with your ticket." The Joker responded nervously.