If you want to defeat a madman, you can only be crazier than him, and now Bruce is crazier than the Joker.

Copote wasn't crazy in the first place, he was physically mentally ill, he belonged to the bottom of the villain's chain of contempt, and in the face of a crazy Batman, he had to admit that he was defeated.

"Wayne, this is the end of the game between the two of us, I admit it, you won, I don't care what the final outcome of those children you took away, just look at your current state, you did win."

Copote raised his hands and took a few steps back and said, "If you want to embarrass me in this way, you really don't have to, everyone is a businessman, don't make such an unseemly fuss......

Bruce just stared at him with piercing eyes, and he said, "Why don't you understand me? I'm really here to do business with you, I've said it, I've memorized all the information near Living Hell, I've got all the information you want, you just have to pay for it......

With a helpless expression, Copote stood where he was, took a deep breath, and then walked to the phone station behind him to call the Gotham Police Department.

Cobot didn't want the police to take Bruce Wayne away, he wanted the police to take him away.

I can't afford to provoke it, I can afford to hide, the big deal is to go to prison for a few months, and by the way, I can still drink the gangster boss Lala relationship that I haven't seen for a long time.

In this way, Copot was taken away by Gordon, Bruce's plan to make extra money was ruined, and his far more than ordinary memory was useless.

Looking at the back of Copote's departure, Bruce did not have the joy of victory at all, he was only full of chagrin, feeling that Copote was crazy.

Cobot wants to re-establish the rules around the area of Fire Hell, and Bruce just came to him with a solution and sincerity, but he chose to call the police and turn himself in, isn't it crazy, what is it?

Standing in front of the door of the Iceberg Restaurant, Bruce sighed and looked at the still gloomy sky of Gotham, knowing that he had to find another way.

It's not that he's tired of working as a truck driver, it's that the truck he got is at the end of its life, and he really doesn't have that much money to fill the bottomless pit of training cars.

Fortunately, the place he is moving to now, although there is a water leak every day and constant noise, there is a benefit, that is, the location is very good.

It was close to the docks, and Race Lina's lodgings were much closer, which meant that Bruce could work as a porter.

After discovering this, Bruce experienced excitement and joy that he had never experienced in a month, because the threshold for porters was much lower than that of truck drivers, and he could do it as a person without even checking his household registration.

On a warm-up morning, Bruce came to the docks to apply for a job, and the recruiter took one look at his figure, shook his head, and said, "You're too thin, and you don't have any muscles in your arms, so you can't sell for a good price."

"But I have a lot of strength." Bruce said.

The recruiter looked through the notebook in his hand impatiently and said, "That's what everybody who comes here says, even if they're as thin as a bamboo pole...... Forget it, if it weren't for the shortage of people here, I wouldn't be impatient to deal with you." ….

"First of all, do you smoke? Where to stay? Do you know someone from a gang?" The recruiter asked a series of questions, and Bruce answered truthfully, and after hearing that he didn't smoke or drink, the recruiter rolled his eyelids and said, "You're from out of town, right?"

Bruce could only nod and say, "But I've been a truck driver for a while, and I know the roads well."

"That's a plus." The recruiter replied, "But you can't do the work of unloading the cargo on the ship, you have to do it until you cough up blood in a week, you go to the indoor warehouse to tally the goods, oh, by the way, are you bold?"

"Guts?" Bruce asked, "Do you need guts to be a porter?"

"Don't ask so much." The recruiter was a little impatient again, he rolled his eyes and said, "The salary of indoor tally was originally very low, but now there is a special job, and your partner has a special situation, as long as you are bold, the salary will be increased by 30%."

"I'm very bold." Bruce replied immediately.

He doesn't think there's anything in this world that can scare him, well, there were papers before, but there shouldn't be anything after that.

It wasn't until he got to the warehouse where he was tally that Bruce realized that his partner was a crocodile.

It is not accurate to say that it is a crocodile, it should be said that it is a crocodile, because this crocodile has the head of a crocodile, is very tall, and the muscles are very strong, Bruce stares at him for a minute, and realizes that this crocodile can do the work of three people alone.

Therefore, Bruce's first emotion was not fear, not disgust, not doubt, but envy, and Bruce felt that if he looked like this, the intermediary would definitely not dare to pit him.

In fact, Bruce recognized him, when he was in the dream world before, there was also such a crocodile in Gotam in Cat City, but at that time, he was a crocodile cat, and Bruce thought that there might be a corresponding criminal who appeared in the real Gotham City, but he didn't think that he appeared like this.

But Bruce wasn't too nervous, because he knew that the crocodile cat was still very easy to get along with, so he walked up to the crocodile and said hello to the crocodile, and he said, "Hello, I'm your future colleague, and I also work in this warehouse."

The crocodile rolled its eyes, glanced at him, and asked in a buzzing voice, "You're not afraid of me?"

Bruce glanced up at his bloody mouth, but then, his eyes fell on the box he was carrying, and in that box was a pile of metal parts, which looked heavy, and Bruce glanced to the side, and he walked over to move the same box, and then he realized that he couldn't move it at all.

"Don't move." The crocodile man suddenly said, "That will flash your waist, and if it breaks, you'll lose money."

The crocodile man's voice is a little hoarse, and the accent is very strange, it seems that the vocal cords are different from ordinary people, but Bruce thinks that he is already very good, after all, he can't ask for more from a crocodile.

The two of them went to work in silence, and Bruce asked about the crocodile man without a match, and then he learned that the crocodile was unlucky with him.

The crocodile man is not a native but is also from around Gotham, and he was originally a normal person, but he suffered from an atavistic disease that caused him to look more and more like a crocodile as he grew. ….

The town where he was located could not tolerate a person with such a look, and drove him out with a gun and a cannon.

With nowhere else to go, the crocodile man has to try his luck in Gotham, at first, he lives in the sewers, and everyone should know what happened next.

In order to deal with the Owl Court, Schiller froze the entire Gotham sewers, and although the Owl Court no longer existed in history, the matter of the frozen sewers remained.

The crocodile man was tragically sealed in a small room, starved for a whole month, and it was only when the gangsters renovated the cold storage that they dug him out.

But Gotham has the advantage that the people here are well-informed and rarely make a fuss, and the first thing they see is not the crocodile-man's bizarre head, but his strong arms, so the crocodile man joined the ranks of Gotham's great development.

Because he didn't have time to kill people, he was arrested and sent to labor reform, so he didn't get the title of killer crocodile, he is now just a strong and capable crocodile man, taking one person's salary and doing the work of three people, and the gangsters will give him the title of labor pacesetter.

"You mean, there's food and lodging here?" Bruce looked at the crocodile man and asked, and the crocodile man glanced at him again, shook the big head, and said, "Don't think about it, they'll give me food and shelter because I'm so vicious, no one will rent me a house, and if I leave Gotham, no one will do so much work for them."

Bruce felt a little regretful, but didn't say much, and over the next few days, he found that this was indeed a very ideal job for him, and the crocodile man was so capable that Bruce didn't need to put much effort into carrying heavy loads, he just needed to arrange the shelving order and label it.

The wages here are not low, and unlike the truckers, the cargo is very large, and there is a daily job, and Bruce's slum life is back on track.

However, there is not a day in Gotham that is not unwinded

The clouds, where the weather forecast is far from predicting the fickle days, the warehouse near the seaside pier, in a weather with a humidity of up to 87%, caught fire.

It is impossible to know exactly how it caught fire, and when Bruce heard the news, he only heard the doorman say that it seemed that there was a chemical stored in the wrong specification, which led to the leak, and that some of the tally clerks in the warehouse were smoking, and the sparks fell on the chemicals, which not only caused an explosion, but also caused a fire.

Hearing the word chemical, Bruce knew that something might have happened to the warehouse where he worked, and before leaving yesterday, he made a point to check whether his labels were properly applied, and those labels read "Chemical preparations, sent to the ACE chemical plant".

Rushing into the interior of the warehouse area, Bruce found that the fire was very hot, but he knew that he had to go in, because the crocodile people ate and lived inside the warehouse, and he certainly didn't have time to get out now.

Bruce didn't know if the crocodile man would have crocodile habits, but whether he liked water or not, he certainly didn't like fire.

Bruce rushed in as fast as he could, and he found the room where he worked, the fire was not the largest, but the smoke was thick, and Bruce remembered that a batch of wood had just been brought in yesterday morning, and it had not had time to be sent away, and it became the best combustion. ….

The blazing flames were reflected in Bruce's face, and when the flames hurt in his blue eyes, it was like the afterglow of a sunset under a blue sky, but the beauty didn't last long, and Bruce heard a "bang" and the beams of the warehouse fell down, which meant that it couldn't last long.

Bruce picked up his coat, covered his mouth and nose, and rushed in through the choking smoke, he thought he could save the crocodile man, but he overestimated his physical strength and underestimated the danger here.

As soon as he rushed in, Bruce saw that the crocodile man was crushed under the wood, and there were a lot of beams of wood that were transported yesterday, all of which collapsed at this time, and the crocodile man should have not paid attention when he ran out, and was pressed, and the beam was just pressed against his waist, so that he could not exert his strength.

Bruce wanted to lift the piece of wood, but the reduction in muscle mass made him no longer have so much strength, and with the weight of the piece of wood, even Batman in his heyday might not be able to lift him up quickly, and Bruce already felt that he was about to run out of oxygen.

Now the only way to do it was to force the crocodile man out, and Bruce half-knelt beside him and said to him, "Hold on, it might hurt a little, but it will be fine in a while......

He grabbed the crocodile-man's strong arm and pulled him out, causing the crocodile man to let out a fierce scream, but couldn't move at all.

Bruce covered his mouth and nose with his coat and staggered to his feet.

The cacophony sounded in his ears, he couldn't hear what it was saying, he only smelled an extremely pungent smell of chemicals, and he understood that this thing was poisonous when it burned.

It seemed that everything had come to an end, and Bruce thought, he had finally gotten what he wanted, and he had finally touched the bottom of this terrible abyss.

What's underneath? There is only death underneath.

No, no, no, Bruce thought, not just death, not just death...... There must be something else here.

Suddenly, the cacophony became clear, and Bruce heard it, and it was a laugh, a very happy laugh.

This laughter is so sincere, it sounds like the last cry left behind by countless souls who died in the snowy night.

When his strength was exhausted, his sanity began to freeze the lake, and in the shadow of the campfire, Bruce slowly fell.

He lay on his back on the ground, the light of the fire shining on his face, caressing his cheeks, the smoke choking into his throat and the flames burning into his eyes.

Like all Gotham, in the karmic fire of the world, the punishment is burned out, the blood and bones are turned to ashes, and not a single tear can be burned in the eighteen layers of hell.

The fire burned down the shelves, and the one closest to Bruce collapsed, and countless chemicals fell on him like raindrops.

In the midst of the raging flames, Bruce ushered in a Gotham night rain, which was cold and cold

Meaning to the bone.

The corners of his mouth slowly rose as he saw the truth of the fire, and he was facing the craziest thing in the world - reality.

Thousands of ordinary people, in the ordinary life day after day, are ordinary, there is no huge war, there is no brilliant story.

Tired, starving, insomnia, day after day, taking drugs, gambling, prostitution, never recovering, looking for a job, looking for a house, looking for a partner, exhausted, no money, no love, no hope, alone.

It was at this moment that Batman finally understood why the Joker wanted to laugh.

Because the clown saw it, a god standing above the clouds, who swore to save it all, and it was ten years.

Batman spent ten years living as a joke.

It was really funny, and Bruce laughed too.

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