Chapter 44: The First Battle of the Clown

Roy hurried back to the apartment, and in less than a minute he had already changed into his other night-time outfit and was ready to go.

Barbara could see that he was visibly excited, excited to be able to solve yet another big problem that many people couldn't solve. He is such a person, the more difficult and dangerous troubles he faces, the more he shows full drive.

Barbara bit her soft lip lightly and said hesitantly, "I know I can't persuade you, but at least wait for the police, right?" I'm really scared."

Roy smiled and patted her on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Barbara, I'll be fine." I've caught countless criminals, and I've lost count of how many times I've been in danger. Trust me, I've experienced the worst. β€β€˜

He wasn't lying. Worst of all, he was buried in a sea of fire with one of the worst criminals he had ever met? Having experienced a rebirth from the fire, he had no reason to retreat because he would not be afraid of the danger of things.

Barbara sighed softly, "I know, I know okay." But, assure me, you can't be too careful with that madman. ”

"Of course, I've always been careful."

After Roy finished speaking, the man had already slipped out of the window and jumped off the ledge.

It rained during the night, and it took only a minute or two for the dripping raindrops to turn into a torrential downpour. It was as if the valve of the heavenly court had suddenly broken, and the rain was pouring down like a waterfall.

The black batmobile sped through the streets, and in a few moments it was near its destination. The golden beams of light from the headlights pierced the rain curtain, reflecting all the raindrops falling in front of the lights into brilliant gold. The sound of the motorcycle's motor was drowned out by the crackling sound of the rain falling.

The golden bat at the front of the car, which was the Batgirl logo, is now literally painted a hellish red. Barbara, though dissatisfied, really painted the bat red according to Roy's wishes.

Roy arrived near his destination, parked the locomotive in an alley, and then used the zipline to climb onto the roof and leap from the roof to the Boston Hotel. Because if you approach directly on a swaggering motorcycle, you can't rule out the possibility that you will be noticed by the clown.

Roy jumped and ran through the rain, his black armor covered in rain, and the rain that flowed was a dazzling white reflected by the roadside lights.

He jumped out of the window of Room 284 of the Boston Hotel, pried open the window in three to five seconds, and entered lightly.

There was no light in the room, it was pitch black, and no one seemed to be there.

But Roy still didn't rush to find the lamp, but first activated the night vision goggles in the mask, and cautiously and step by step.

He took three steps forward, and behind him, a humble wardrobe door in the corner by the window slowly opened like a haunting. A figure stepped out of the closet, holding an oversized hammer that looked like a Q model, with a few shocking nails at the bottom of the hammer.

The man crept up behind Roy without making a sound, picked up his sledgehammer and swept it across his head from left to right.

But the scene he imagined Roy crashing to the ground didn't happen. The wingrider seemed to have eyes on his back, crouching down the moment his sledgehammer swept out, dodging his sweep. At the same time, Roy did not look back to the ground with his right elbow and slammed into the attacker's abdomen.

The sneak attacker screamed "ouch", and the wingrider took the opportunity to turn sharply, slamming his right fist into his opponent's face, and his left hand quickly and quickly slammed down the sledgehammer in his hand.

The attacker was punched and took a step back, and the man had already retreated to the window. The wingrider followed, grabbing him by the collar and pushing him half out of the ledge, pushing him off the second-floor window with a single effort.

Only then did he fully see the face of the sneak attacker.

He had a pale face, and his skin was as white as paper in a printerβ€”no compliment. He has a tuft of green hair and a nose that looks like a falcon. His eyes were unlike anyone else, black eyeballs sunken in their sockets, very small, like a black pearl, revealing intentions that no one could guess.

And these, all of which are not as eye-catching as his mouth, and the attention of people who see him at first glance will all be attracted by that mouth. The fiery red lips were like a serious lipstick oversmeared, and the corners of his mouth were drawn in an arc by the blood-like color, making him maintain that eternal smile at all times, as if mocking everything in the world. That smile is so terrifying that one glance can become a lifelong nightmare.

That's the clown. No matter how many times you've seen it in videos or file photos, you can't imagine how this demon will feel when he stands in front of you.

Barbara, who was sitting in front of the computer, saw this hateful face through the camera in Roy's helmet, and her body trembled uncontrollably again, and she couldn't even suppress the thought of trying to pull him out of the screen and beat him up.

The clown's black pearl-like eyes rolled around the bones, and then grinned at what looked like he was already smiling: "You're not him hahaha, I can tell at a glance that you're not Batman." New to the new arrival? Well? ”

As he spoke, a sharp knife popped out of the sleeve of his jacket against his trouser leg, and he slashed it towards Roy's face.

The information says that the clown also has certain hand-to-hand combat skills, but his biggest advantage is all kinds of surprise means. He has all kinds of strange props hidden all over his body, and if he is not careful, he may fall into his way.

Roy, of course, was on high alert, and he dodged the knife backwards. The clown then flashed with a second sword light in an arc of silver light, which was held by Roy with one hand, and an elbow hit him in the face, causing him to involuntarily take two steps back to the side.

The Joker also tried to stab the knife up, but Roy raised his knee and slammed the knife into his hand, punching him in the face again, and the whole body of the punch made his whole body very funny and turned over one by one, shaking his back to the enemy's footsteps and looking dazed.

The wing rider was unforgiving, not giving the other party a chance to breathe at all, and he grabbed the clown's shoulder and pulled him back in the direction of his body, and he was about to punch him again.

But the moment the clown was pulled over, he burst into a "haha" laugh, and a small sprayer inexplicably appeared in his purple gloved hand, which was about to spray in Roy's face.

But the wingrider was on guard again, and the moment he turned around, his hand didn't even set the direction, and the wingrider had already firmly clamped his wrist, and suddenly twisted his hand to let out the strength of his hand, and the sprayer fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

Once again, the Joker's surprise trick failed, and in exchange for another powerful punch in the face.

The pain should have burned like a flame after being punched several times in a row on his pale face, but this guy kept his smile as always. It's not because of the bright lipstick on my lips, but because I'm really smiling, and I'm laughing from the bottom of my heart as if I've found some extremely interesting plaything.

Roy punches and kicks the Joker at various points and punches him in a way that causes the most pain. But this madman, even if his internal organs were damaged and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, could not stop him from laughing wildly, as if it was not him who was beaten, but his most hated enemy.

Roy looked at the clown who was lying on the ground, and he was already gasping for breath. For some reason, the madman's laughter made him inexplicably uneasy, and he used all his strength to punch and kick the clown, and even began to feel tired, but he did not feel the feeling of defeating the clown at all.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry. I'm so happy, hahaha," the clown said, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his purple leather gloves and tearing them away.

"If you're happy to finally be back in the madhouse that's best for you, then I promise you'll get your wish soon." The winged rider said coldly.

"Well, you're new here, aren't you? Alas, how come I haven't seen you before? Oh my God, how could I have met you now!? The clown said frantically, "I mean, you're such a great playmate, how can I play with you for the first time today?" You're not like the noisy birds that chirp around the old bats all day long, I mean you're a lot more fun than them! It's almost as fun as an old bat! ”

"Really? So I'm going to make it more interesting now. ”

Roy said, lifting the clown who was lying on the ground, strangled the clown's neck from behind with one hand, and picked up the sharp knife that the clown had dropped on the ground with the other hand, and pierced the clown's back through the skin and stabbed into it.

"Oh, hahaha! Honey, we've only met for the first time, so what are you going to do to do something interesting? The clown was undaunted, and cried out in anticipation.

"Do you remember Barbara Gordon?" Roy suddenly said coldly.

"Huh?" The clown was stunned for a moment, then recalled, "Oh, I seem to be a little impressed." The beautiful daughter of the old man Gordon's house! Ahaha, remember it! It was a fun night to remember, I pierced the spine of the beautiful old man's daughter, do you know what his expression was when he looked at the picture of his daughter? Haven't seen it? Alas, it's a pity, I don't remember if there was a backup, I really should have taken it out to share it with you"

Barbara sat in front of the computer, and her already irrepressible emotions were provoked even more irrepressible. She trembled with rage, and her mind quickly flooded with a thought - blow the damn spine of this beast!

Then the next moment, she was surprised to hear Roy's calm voice coming from the other end of the communicator: "I'm glad you remember, then you should know why I'm piercing your spine now." ”