Nightwing's side.

"Hahaha! I remember you, Wonder Boy! While Nightwing was still moving through the pipe, the clown's voice was already ringing from all directions, "How's it going?" Do you miss me a lot? Oh wait, forgive Uncle J for having a bad memory and almost forgetting that the wonder boy had grown up! What's your name now? What wing of the night, right? ”

"Joker," Nightwing said, looking cautiously around, "you should have died a long time ago." How did you survive the Titan's toxins? ”

"Haha, what else do you need to say? I'm your Uncle J! Didn't your dad tell you about my glorious deeds often? "But today, I'm not here to talk about me." Today we are going to talk about you. ”

"Me?" Nightwing asked, slowly moving on.

"Of course!" The Joker exclaimed, "You didn't show up yet, when Batman was only one - ah, that's his prime." It's all you idiots who drag him down, and this so-called 'family' keeps eating away at the old bat, making him worse day by day! And you! You are the first, his most trusted partner, one of his beloved sons, and your presence is the key to corrupting him to where he is today! ”

"What are you talking about," Nightwing said, already at the end of the pipe, standing on the edge of the exit and looking down, he couldn't help but change color suddenly, "Oh my God! You lunatic! What did you do!? ”

I saw that directly below the exit of the pipe where he was standing, an endless line of dried corpses stood in a neat line, like a phalanx of students preparing to do broadcast gymnastics between classes.

"Hahaha! Don't get too excited! Just a few special gifts for you! The clown laughed and shouted, "Do you like it?" ”

Nightwing jumped down as if he couldn't contain his emotions, landing in the middle of the countless corpses. These people have been dead for a long time, and their bodies have been corrupted to the point that only the bones of the forest remain. The clown got the corpses out of nowhere, dressed them in all sorts of fancy costumes, and hung them all here with silk threads that looked like puppeteers, and it seemed like it took a lot of work to set them up.

And while Nightwing was not fully recognizable by the colorful uniforms on all the corpses, the uniform insignia on their bodies was one that he was too familiar with.

It was the emblem of Harry's Circus.

For Dick Grayson, Harry's Circus is a place that once called home. His family used to be known as the "Flying Graysons", which was the signature of Harry's Circus, and Dick's childhood coincided with circus life.

It wasn't until his parents died in the cold of bullets that Bruce Wayne adopted him that he said goodbye to circus life. But even so, this circus has an extraordinary meaning for him.

So one can imagine Nightwing's mood when the countless corpses wearing circus crests surrounded him.

"Hahaha! I'll admit it, I'll admit that digging up the corpses of a bunch of old circus backbones is too much fun even by my standards," the clown's voice continued to echo, "but look closely, Sunshine Kid. Maybe your dear Mommy and Daddy's corpses are in the middle of this? ”

Nightwing was stunned.

"You bastard!" He yelled, "Come out! Face me! ”

"Okay, I was wrong, I can't admit my mistake. To express my sincere apologies, let some of your old friends come and intercede for me, hahaha"

As soon as the words fell, three figures suddenly appeared between the gaps in the corpses surrounding Nightwing, desperately rushing towards him.

The movements are simple, not too difficult to deal with. Nightwing easily dodged the attacks of several men, and used his force to knock two of them back to the ground.

But when he looked at it clearly, he couldn't help but scream.

"Leia? Jimmy? He cried out uncertainly.

More and more people emerged from the crowd of corpses and gathered around him. They were all as pale as clowns, grinning in a bright red and terrifying clown-like grin.

Nightwing knew them all, they were all members of Harry's Circus, and many of them were close friends.

"God, God" Nightwing raised her hand unconsciously, "Why would Christina"

"I know what you're thinking." The clown's voice rang out again, "Why would this guy know?" Does he know my little secret? Haha, guess what? If you make it back alive this time, go ask the dear old bat! Let's see if he's hiding something from you, like how that abominable clown knows who to target, hahaha! ”

At this point, the pale man had already rushed towards the Nightwing, drowning him in an instant.

Damian's side.

"I'm glad to see you, new kid!" The clown's voice echoed loudly after continuously reflecting and amplifying on the four walls, "When I see you, I can't help but think of Nightwing back then, and it was also an interesting little ghost back then. Alas, it's a pity that his wings have grown stiff now."

"Joker, I should have thought that you had a part in this kind of thing." Damian said aloud without fear, "Where did you get Batman?" ”

"Whisper, don't get excited." The clown's voice continued to shout, "The children are always like this these days, and they are constantly noisy, so they always don't pay attention to some subtle things. Listen with your ears pricked up, kid, and see what you hear? ”

Damian listened, and noticed a slight murmur coming from the depths of the pipe.

Damian was stunned when the messy, nasty mess rushed out of the pipe like a flood. He hurriedly turned around and tried to run, but in vain. Soon he was overtaken by the disgusting pile of stuffed pipes, and he rushed all the way out of the pipes, falling from about the second floor.

"The world's best collection of beetles, earthworms, fruits, strawberries and caterpillars! The guest officer is slow to use, hahaha! ”

Damian held back the churning in his stomach and got out of the pile and roared, "You disgusting, perverted brute"

"You know what? I've been watching you for a while, little ghost. The clown continued, "I'm pretty sure that a doll of your age is usually the only thing you're really afraid of, and that's always on your toes. ”

"If you really know me, you'll know that I'm not afraid of anything!" Damian tried his best to pat the bugs off his face and shouted, "Especially you! ”

"What? I? No, no, no. The Joker continued, "I know everything, as clearly as the smile on my face. Robin's biggest fear is that he is responsible for Batman's death. And Batman's biggest fear is to be responsible for Robin's death. So now"

As he spoke, a black figure emerged from the pile of worms that had been washed down and piled up, turning his head and grinning at Damian.

"Batman?" Damian asked with a trembling voice.

"That's what I call 'orgasm'!" The Joker shouted, "Chaos is to get your hands covered in your father's blood, chaos is that you have to beat Batman to death or he will beat you to death!" Hahahaha! (To be continued.) )