The phone hung up, but Bane was still stunned, but Bane's subordinates in the hall did not dare to disturb at this time, they knew very well that if they hit the muzzle of the gun at this time, the result would be worse than death.

Hurried footsteps came from a distance, and a sturdy figure hurried into the hall, and was about to speak, when a gunshot rang out!

'Bang! ’

The bullet mercilessly shot into the forehead of the bald man who had just stepped into the hall, and the blood flew wildly, and the bald man fell to the ground with a pop before he could say a word.

"All out." Putting aside the pistol that was still smoking, Bane whispered to the people in the hall, "Don't let anyone disturb me. ”

"Yes, sir." A few of his subordinates, who were already sweating profusely, left the hall lightly, and after closing the door, a few people fled with relief.

In the hall, Bane slammed the sandbag with his bare hands, imagining that the sandbag was the damn clown, and Bane's fist was more powerful than the punch, and the sandbag shook again and again, making a piercing squeak and squeeze under Bane's faster and faster attack.

"Clown...... Clown...... Clown...... Clown, ahhh Bane seemed to see Talia being tortured by the Joker, looking at him bruised all over her body; And the clown smirked and pinched Taria's hair to lift her up, mocking herself!

Bane's fist seemed to have a thousand powers, and the sandbag was thrown high into the air, and when it shook back, Bane let out a deafening roar, and his right fist like a rock hit the center of the sandbag, 'Bang! ’

With a heavy muffled sound, the outer canvas of the sandbag was pierced by a punch, the chain hanging the sandbag broke in response, and the sandbag sprinkled with gravel flew far away, and smashed on the gate with a bang!

"Whew...... Whew......" Bane gasped and looked at the sandbag that fell next to the door, the evenly crushed gravel was still slowly flowing out, and Bane's fists were also covered with small broken wounds, and the subtle stinging pain reminded Bane that all this was a fact that had happened!

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Three and a half months have passed since Gotham City fell into a state of anarchy, and during these three and a half months, the residents of Gotham City have tried to hide in their homes and not go out, except for the need to go to get food at regular times every day, because no one can guarantee their personal safety outside.

Gotham has become a paradise for the outlaws who have come out of the Black Gate Prison, and the city government has become their court of joy, where they can watch the sad and miserable faces of the people they hate or who used to be unattainable, and watch them cry and beg for mercy, and these villains say that it is really a great feeling!

The streets of Gotham have never been more deserted, with the only regulars being the howling wind and the occasional passing truck, but since yesterday the trucks and chariots seem to have lost their tracks, and the plastic bags or pieces of paper fluttering in the sky under the cold wind have become the only different sight on the streets.

In the evening, the sky in Gotham City began to become overcast, and the cold wind seemed to come more diligently.

A purple figure appeared at the end of the street outside the city hall, his long purple trench coat fluttering in the howling cold wind, his short pale blonde hair was blown very messy by the cold wind, clown, this man who seemed to have come out of hell with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, slowly walking on this cold street.

Behind him, a large trailer drove up around the corner, the roaring of the engine the only thing unusual in the silent street.

The clown put his hands in the pockets of his trench coat, and he casually shook his body to look at the houses with closed doors on either side, and the smile on his face became even deeper.

As the night darkened, the clown walked to the gate of the city hall with the trailer and stopped, waved his hand, the trailer stopped, and a man wearing a clown mask got out of the driver's seat and respectfully walked to the clown and stood still.

"Is everything set up?" The clown asked without replying.

"It's all arranged, although the equipment is a little insufficient, but it can basically ensure that the entire Gotham City can be heard." The man in the clown mask replied very seriously, but if you look closely, you can see that his sideburns are very wet, as if they are soaked with sweat.

In this cold wind howling street, this man is still sweating!

"Sounds good, you're doing a great job." The clown turned around and patted the man on the shoulder, and said to him very kindly, "But why are you sweating so much?" Are you afraid of me? ”

"No, of course not, sir, I'm just...... Too hot, yes, I'm just too hot...... Because he was wearing a mask. When the clown touched his shoulder, the man's voice trembled, and his mouth said reasons that even he didn't believe, and his eyes didn't dare to look at the clown.

"It's too hot, isn't it?" The clown shrugged his shoulders and didn't care, at this time, someone in the city hall had already noticed the behemoth parked at the door.

"Hey, you guys, get this big thing out of the way, don't get in the way!" A middle-aged man stood on the stairs and shouted at the clown on the street, he took it for granted that these two people were the same as them, after all, at this time in Gotham City, ordinary citizens did not dare to go out.

"Can you please call out all the people inside?" The clown stood in the street and shouted at him as well.

"Hell, who wants to come out on such a cold day, hurry up and drive that trailer away, are you deaf?" The howling cold wind made the middle-aged man feel impatient, and he took two steps forward and shook his fist at the clown, "Otherwise, I will use my fist to teach you how to drive!" ”

"You see, I actually like to communicate with people." The clown said to the man next to him, he reached into his pocket and took out a pistol, pointing at the middle-aged man on the stairs, "It's just that they obviously don't like to listen to me." ”

'Bang! A gunshot rang out.

The middle-aged man was about to turn around and run away when he found the clown taking out his gun, but the clown was faster than him, and before he could run two steps, the bullet had already embedded in his shoulder, and Yin Hong's blood suddenly flowed out.

"I still have to trouble you to help me call out all the people inside, it's hard work!" The clown shouted at the middle-aged man who was shaking himself and disappeared through the gate, and then he turned back and climbed onto the trailer, where the man in the clown mask stood trembling and not daring to move.

Next to the driver's seat of the trailer was a black toolbox, which the Joker opened and pulled out a slightly worn machine that looked like a laptop, but displayed on its screen a green mesh line drawing with undulating green lines that looked like a measuring instrument.

The clown looked at the image on the screen, then took out a black microphone from his arms, turned on the switch, coughed lightly, and the clown's voice suddenly resounded throughout Gotham City!

"Looks pretty good." The Joker nodded, turned the microphone back on, then put the machine back in the box and turned it off, then left the driver's seat and climbed onto the top of the trailer.

After waiting for two or three minutes, the thugs in the city hall rushed out with all kinds of lethal tools, and the leader was the injured middle-aged man, they seemed to be in a group, after seeing that the clown had not left, the middle-aged man roared angrily and was about to rush over, but the next moment, with a gunshot, the middle-aged man fell directly on the steps in front of the city hall.

The clown didn't hesitate to shoot and stunned everyone for a moment, and at this moment, the clown turned on the microphone switch, and his voice suddenly spread to every corner of Gotham City.

"Good evening, gangsters from Black Gate Prison." The clown bowed to the group on the top of the trailer, "Some of you may know me, and there should be many people who don't know me, whether you recognize me or not, I still have to introduce myself to you, I'm a clown." ”

Many of the people crowded at the gate of the city hall trembled when they heard the name Joker, and they all remembered the man who turned Gotham City upside down eight years ago - Joker.

"Citizens of Gotham City, I know you must be sitting at home listening to me at this time, and I must say that it is my honor!"

"Tonight, the history of Gotham City will turn into a new chapter, I call it - chaos and order!"

"And the protagonists of this new chapter are you, the thugs who came out of the Black Gate Prison, and the people of Gotham City."

"Now Gotham City has lost the restraint of the government and the military, why, because there is a nuclear bomb that can be detonated at any time patrolling the streets and alleys of Gotham City."

"Now I'm going to tell you that this nuclear bomb is now in my hands."

"If anyone who has been paying attention to the situation on the streets, they will find that since yesterday, the patrol trucks and combat vehicles have disappeared, because they have lost their nuclear bombs, because their nuclear bombs have been robbed by me!"

"From now on, I'm going to play a game with you, with you, and with all the citizens of Gotham City."

"I give you a month, and within this month, the citizens of Gotham City must kill all the criminals who have escaped from the Black Gate Prison."

"And the villains, you too, I want you to kill all the citizens of Gotham within a month, and not a single one will be left!"

"In a month's time, whether it is the citizens of Gotham or the villains, one of them must disappear, and if you can't do it, I will detonate the bomb, and when the time comes, everyone will die together."

"Don't try to escape from Gotham City, I have planted a lot of bombs around Gotham City, you can try it, I am not responsible for any casualties."

"Of course, if you are confident that you can escape, you can also try, I will definitely not stop it."

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, there is another culprit named Bane in Gotham City, it is he who locked all the police officers in Gotham City underground, it is he who opened the Black Gate Prison and released you villains, now I will add another one."

"Whether it's the gangsters in Black Gate Prison or the citizens of Gotham, as long as you can hand over Bane's head to me, I will let you and your relatives leave Gotham City!"

"Okay, from now on, a month, go for it, villains, citizens of Gotham, I'm sure you don't want to die, right?"