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Just when Batman and Wingknight were entangled together, the Joker had seized this hard-won opportunity and hurriedly slipped away.

However, Roy of course also noticed his movements, but he was not distracted to stop them.

Because before rushing here, he had promised to leave the Joker to another person to deal with, and he also believed that she could handle it.

The clown turned two corners in a row, and after passing through another long alley, straightened his clothes, took out a silk handkerchief from the pocket of his purple suit, wiped the blood all over his face, brushed back his green hair, which was soaked by the rain, straightened his waist and walked leisurely like no one.

Suddenly, the sound of crisp footsteps echoed behind him, the sound of high heels colliding loudly with the ground.

The clown glanced out of the corner of his eye and confirmed the location of the woman following him from the reflection of the half-rotten glass lying in the garbage heap on the side of the alley.

He suddenly turned around and threw out a poker card with the momentum of the whirlwind. Although it looks like it's just a poker, it's made of alloy and is no sharper than Batman's darts.

However, when the poker flew into the air, it suddenly turned into countless white feathers, soaked by the rain, and sank into the stagnant water all over the ground.

Only then did the clown see the face of the person who came. This woman with a hot body and a sexy magic dress with fishnet stockings is Zatana, who had a very unpleasant quarrel with the clown just two days ago.

"Oh, isn't this who Xiaozha is?" The clown showed an expression as if he had seen some relative, and whistled, and the people who didn't know it really believed that they were really some old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

Zatana didn't answer, just glared angrily, and replaced her answer with a look of disgust.

"Huh? What are you doing looking at me with such horrible eyes? You don't think I meant it last time, do you? The clown said, his hand quietly reaching for the spare gun hidden behind his back, "Okay, okay, I'll be honest, that's just a joke, okay?" You know. Magic show."

Speaking of this, his voice suddenly raised, and the muzzle of the gun suddenly flashed from behind him to the front, pointing directly at Zatana: "There will inevitably be some accidents, right?" Ha ha! ”

He didn't hesitate to pull the trigger.

But he didn't succeed.

A sharp pain in his arm made him snort involuntarily. As soon as he let go, he dropped the gun on the ground.

"What?"

A black bat wrapped around his arm, flapping its wings.

The clown slapped the bat away: "Seriously, a bat? Haha, you're going to need a much bigger one, preferably six feet tall, if you want to get me."

"Or enough of them." Zatana clasped her hands in front of her. Said with a chuckle.

From the deepest darkness of the alley, a continuous chirp was heard. Suddenly, as if a sudden eruption, the bats rushed out in swarms, instantly forming a net to surround the clown in the middle. Their wings fluttered, flapped, and chirped, each gnawing at the clown's flesh with their small, sharp teeth.

"Oops, this isn't fun hahaha" The clown jumped up and down, slapping his hands wildly, "stop them haha"

He screamed, still laughing wildly for a moment. It's as if he's directing a swarm of bats to gnaw at others.

"Vampire bat swarm." Zatana said lightly, "It only takes ten seconds for them to gnaw you to death, but I'll only give them five seconds to get rid of the magic demons!" ”

At the sound of the order, the swarm of bats wrapped around the clown suddenly dissipated into the darkness.

"Haha"

The clown lay on the ground, bitten and bruised, but still laughing hideously, his black pearl-like eyes bloodshot.

Zatana stepped forward and kicked him in the head, knocking him unconscious.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and the figure of the bat girl slowly stepped out of the shadows.

"Feeling better?" Bat Girl asked.

"I don't really want to admit it, but yes." Zatana stared at the unconscious clown on the ground and said. "It feels so much better."

"Actually, I feel better." Bat Girl said.

The Joker was recaptured and returned to Arkham.

But that's not comforting at all, at least for Bruce Wayne. Because in the process, he lost another close friend.

Thomas Elliott was Bruce's friend since childhood. Now in order to save the life of an old friend, he has made a special trip back to Gotham.

He saved Bruce's life, but in the end, he died.

"We live in a violent world." At the funeral, Bruce stood at the grave of his best friend and solemnly said, "Dr. Thomas Elliott has spent his life using his superb medical skills to save lives that could otherwise have been taken by others. Unfortunately, there was no one with enough skills to save him at this last moment. ”

"Here, I want to read his favorite episode in life." Bruce said, opening the book wrapped in a pale red cover.

"Oh. Captain, my captain! Our treacherous voyage has come to an end,

Our ship has weathered the rough seas, and the prize we seek has been earned

Hurray, oh coast! Boom, oh, Hung Bell!

But I moved my sad steps,

On the deck, where lies my captain,

He has fallen, he is dead, he has cooled. ”

Bruce lightly sprinkled a handful of dirt on top of the black coffin, then put his hands back in the pockets of his black trench coat.

"Rest in peace, Tommy"

After the funeral, the people dispersed, but Bruce still stood in front of the grave, as motionless as a sculpture.

There was another drizzle in the sky.

Alfred propped the black umbrella over his head, "Be careful not to catch a cold, sir. ”

Bruce was silent.

Zatana squeezed out of the departing crowd and walked over to Bruce, standing quietly behind him.

After a long time, she finally spoke, "I know maybe you don't need to be reminded, but it's not your fault, Bruce. ”

Bruce shook his head: "No, it's my fault. I shouldn't."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was too you before." Bruce turned his head and said.

"It's okay, I understand."

"I may need your help again in the future." Bruce stared at the tombstone in distraction.

Zatana knew it was a sign that Bruce had renewed his trust in her.

She patted Bruce lightly on the shoulder, "Anytime." ”“”

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )