(Plus for the "Starsfalling" brothers!) ）

The old lady came to Arkham Asylum with only a low-key car, but when he left, he even had a helicopter, and the process was outrageous, as if he had come to Arkham to buy goods.

The three helicopters belonging to the Tianyan Society, which were released by the old lady himself, drove the "Gotham talents" of the world to Gotham City at midnight after Thomas Wayne's luxury car.

Damian sat in the passenger seat of the stretch luxury car, looking back at the hustle and bustle behind him from time to time.

The guys released from Arkham did everything they could, even the hapless couples who passed by were dragged out of their cars and beaten up, snatched all the money and punctured their tires, killed their dogs, and stripped them naked and dumped in the wilderness.

It's like a group of "clean street tigers", and there is no grass everywhere they go.

But there were no deaths.

Because his "evil grandmother" Martha Wayne, who had just escaped from prison, judged these "roommates" very accurately, and they did not dare to disobey the orders of the "clown old aunt", let alone offend an old lady of revenge knight who would shoot and kill at any time.

Damian and Mason don't quite know what Martha Wayne has done in the last decade or so to make her dominate these big villains so easily, but the "crazy criminal slayer" old lady is really good in this group.

Just now, Mason saw him with his own eyes, and a look made the killer crocodile who wanted to eat a human tooth sacrifice jump into the helicopter as honestly as a kitten.

In short, the power of the combination of the two Wayne is simply the same as the "Gotham version of the Black Wind Twins", which is much more "infamous" than Mason's Batman.

Provoking the batboy in Mason's hometown will be sent to the ICU at most, but if you don't get it right here, you will have to go to forensic textbooks.

"It hurts a little, right? This is a normal situation, after all, it is old and injured. ”

In the back seat of the old lady's luxury car, Mason, who had just finished debridement and drug application, put on a new pair of medical gloves again, picked up medical forceps, and said to Mrs. Martha in front of him:

"But don't worry, I'll remove your stitches now, and the scar will subside in a maximum of six hours, and you'll be back to your normal face tomorrow morning when you have breakfast."

"Is this some new treatment?"

Lady Martha, who covered her face and hair with a piece of gauze, looked at the bottles and jars placed next to Mason's hand and asked softly.

It seems that the old lady did not introduce her to Mason's work.

The young man shrugged his shoulders and confessed that he was an alchemist, and gave her a detailed description of the effects of the drugs at hand, and Lady Martha, who had been the assistant head nurse of Dr. Thomas, was stunned.

She's in a good state of mind.

Although he would smile maniac intermittently, he drank two bottles of palliative to stabilize his mind, and probably because he was afraid that Damian, who would be sitting in the front seat of the car, and Thomas Wayne, who was driving himself, did not make anything too terrible.

However, she kept holding the revolver in her hand that could fire at any time, which really made Mason, the "chief surgeon", a little inconvenient.

Holding scissors in his left hand and a syringe in his right, he said to Martha in front of him:

"Take your gauze off, rest assured, this car is isolated from the front and back, Damian can't see you now, you won't scare him."

"What about you? Don't you feel scared? Cutie. ”

Lady Martha sneered twice, and Mason gave a "I've seen a lot" expression, saying:

"You know the clown over there, Bruce? He was killed by my own hands, and he was rewarded with six bullets, so don't be afraid, ma'am, you can't scare me."

As he spoke, he reached out and uncovered the gauze of Lady Martha in front of him, revealing the smeared colorful and terrifying face, which at first glance did look a little similar to Zhou Keer, who had been killed by Mason before.

But a closer look reveals the difference.

Martha Wayne's makeup is not crazy, there is a certain logic in it.

In the end, it is a woman who is naturally good at dressing up and not a rough man like Zhou Keer, who is much more delicate in this regard, and she paints her cheeks with white and gray pigments to bring out the bright red on her lips.

In this way, when she laughs, people can remember this exaggerated smile at first glance.

However, like Zhou Keer, the sides of Martha's lips were also cut with sharp blades, and the cheeks were covered with stitch marks, and those hideous wounds still looked shocking even after Mason's treatment.

"Do you want to know where my injuries came from?"

Lady Martha asked in a strange voice.

"No, I don't want to know."

Mason examined the wound and said:

"But I know it doesn't depend on what I think, so go ahead, I'll listen."

"That's in Bruce. I've been miserable since I left, I know Thomas is more miserable than I am, and he misses my smile, but I can't laugh, so that's all I can do"

The old female clown aunt in front of her told the story of the past and told the story of that period of suffering.

Mason did not interrupt Lady Martha's narration, first applying the anesthetic and then proceeding to deal with the crudely stitched marks on the wound, and Martha did not stop describing the wound in the process.

She seemed to come to her senses for a moment, her posture too sad to be fake.

"You are not the same as Zhou Ke'er over there."

Mason quickly completed the wound treatment and applied the ointment used to heal and remove the scar, and used the alchemy solution to help Martha wash off the remaining pigment on her face, and comb the messy green hair a little neater.

Then he took out a mirror and handed it to Martha, who whispered:

"The madman over there made Bruce miserable, but it was just a joke to prove that what Bruce was trying to do to protect was a joke. And you, your situation is not so complicated.

Just the same as the old lady.

You have lost your loved ones and felt that the world was no longer worth remembering, and as time went by, you became more and more disgusted with this planet without the presence of blues. ”

Martha smiled sarcastically at this statement and did not respond.

She looked in the mirror at her own face she hadn't seen in a long time.

At the age of fifty, she is no longer young.

But the love and killing with the old lady in her years of criminal career also gave her a good figure, and she did not see her figure out of shape or bloated cheeks.

It's just that after removing the clown makeup, you can clearly see the wrinkles on the forehead, which is somewhat uncomfortable.

The reflection of the mirror in the eyes seemed to light up some kind of fire. Cold and sharp, and there is a sense of anxiety that could lose one's mind at any moment, like an uncontrolled wildfire that will eventually burn everything away.

"You seem to know us well, Mason Cooper."

She looked at Mason, who was sitting on the sofa opposite her, and said in a long voice like a noblewoman:

"You're not surprised that Thomas will bring little Bruce to see me? Is this also expected by you? ”

Lady Martha has always referred to Damian as "Little Blues".

Mason had no intention of correcting this, and he did not want to provoke Lady Martha, who had finally regained some of her senses, at this time, so he replied very appropriately:

"I just got some information ahead of time and deduced that Thomas needed help, and he told me that his companions would come looking for me and Damian and our buddies to exterminate them.

And in Gotham, there are not many allies that the old lady can find to protect her little grandson.

After all, those capable guys have been killed by him in the past ten years, and it is not difficult to conclude that the two of them will definitely join forces to prevent Damian from being harmed in this city.

As for me.

I'm just touching his light. ”

"You're just using my little blues!"

Martha vetoed Mason's words.

She yawned and raised the muzzle of her gun to Mason's heart, her cheeks smiling but not a hint of a smile in her eyes, and she said:

"Coming from the Kane family, I've seen a lot of people like you since I was a kid, and when I was running the Gotham gang with Thomas, I also had a lot of dealings with you guys who are good at using intrigues.

I won't believe even a single symbol you say.

Thomas told me the story of you 'world shuttles', and I wondered if my little Bruce would be able to stay with me forever if I killed you here and my little Bruce couldn't go back to his world? ”

"He can stay, and you can enjoy the family together for up to seven days."

Mason shrugged his shoulders and said:

"I know you may not care, but when you pull the trigger, it means you'll never see the real Bruce Wayne again.

I've been to Wayne Manor.

In Bruce's Bat Cave, he puts pictures of you and Thomas in the middle of the room where he can see them, and although he never says it, I know that Bruce wants to see his parents again, even at a terrible cost.

My personal life and death are not worth mentioning in your eyes, but what about your son's expectations?

As a mother, you really can't bear it."

"Bang"

Martha suddenly pulled the trigger.

A bullet flew out and hit Mason in the heart, and then was "spit out" by Kevin, the "always on alert" ooze monster, and smashed to the ground with a clang.

The clown old aunt was smiling the whole time.

But the smoke of the gun barrel represented her answer, and it ruined Mason's intention to move his feelings.

Okay.

The old nervous sister was as she said, not believing every word Mason said.

And this crisp reaction also made Mason's heart sink, Martha Wayne was born in the Kane family, which is also a Gotham magnate and has always been known for being geniuses and madmen.

There is no doubt that Lady Martha in front of her belongs to the category that cannot be reasoned with.

"Of course I'll help you, handsome Mason, and for your bad luck, I was just loaded with a bullet and you were encountered."

Martha smiled widely, and pulled out six bullets from her pocket and put them in.

She stared at Mason and said:

"That shot was just a joke, a response to my little Bruce for the little things you've used several times, and I'll give you a shot if you play a trick on your heart in the next conversation.

I don't know how many times your mud will protect you, but I can play like this all night without getting bored. ”

"That shot just now is enough to make you an enemy of the Bat Family."

Mason complained:

"If the Lord had seen this with his own eyes, he would have burst into tears but be determined to send you back to Arkham Asylum and take time out to see you every night."

"Oh, are you describing the days in heaven? Little Mason. ”

Lady Martha smiled in surprise and horror and said:

"I've dreamed of living such a good life every day for the past ten years, so do you mean that as long as I kill you, I can make my dream come true and see my son every day?"

"Let's talk about the plan."

Mason's expression suddenly became formal, and he felt that he was a normal person who really couldn't reason with the crazy woman, so he said:

"Trouble is apparently at hand for the Assassin alliance that has Damian and I as targets, and we have to fight them off in Gotham, preferably capturing one or two alive so that I can uncover more of the truth about the world from outside influences.

As long as we can figure this out, Team K's mission will be completed, and we can leave at any time.

I mean, leave with both of you. ”

"I'm going to deal with them but I may need an assistant to arrange it for me. Well? ”

Lady Martha had just gotten up to talk about it, when the car stopped suddenly, and then the window was lowered to hear a commotion outside.

But it's still a little far from the city, and I don't know what happened to me before, and the clown old aunt who was disturbed was very unhappy.

She picked up the clown mask next to her and put it in her face, kicked the car door and walked down with a pistol, and fired three shots at the place where the crowd had gathered without asking anything.

This random marksmanship did not hit a person, but immediately quieted the chaotic scene.

In the light of the three helicopters in the rear, a group of Arkham maniacs in front of them lined up in two rows noisily and respectfully, as if they were being "reviewed" by Martha the Clown.

Row noodles! Aunt Martha!

Zhou Keer in the other world doesn't have such a big face.

Old Lady Thomas and Damian also got out of the car, and Damian wanted to go up to see the excitement but was pressed by the indifferent old lady.

He didn't want Damian to mess with the group of crazy criminals, and he looked at them with disdain and disgust, like looking at a group of moving targets.

"Somebody tell me what the hell is going on?"

Martha, who was wearing a mask, asked, and a woman in the crowd who was constantly playing coins and still wearing a prison uniform came out, her long hair covering half of her face, and walked up to Martha and whispered:

"The Manbat has captured an Amazon, and she's sneaking up on our convoy."

"Amazons? What are they doing here? Didn't they always claim that Gotham was a land forsaken by the gods? ”

Aunt Clown frowned and said:

"What's more, it's just an Amazon, kill it! Don't waste time. ”

"That's the problem."

The woman with the coin glanced at Mason, who had stepped forward from Lady Martha, and whispered in a strange tone:

"I wanted to kill her too, but the guy who tossed seven coins in a row was all heads, or she was cheating."

"Hey! Mr. K! I'm here! ”

A cheerful shout rang out from the crowd of fierce gods in front of him, accompanied by the roar of two vicious dogs, grabbing the dog leash and dressing herself like a real Amazonian female warrior, but Harley Quinn, whose battle helmet was painted in a colorful manner, rushed up happily.

The Arkham maniacs next to him thought that this guy was going to attack the clown boss, and they immediately rushed up to stop it, only to be swept out by Harley with a wave of his hand and the gravity ring.

The two fat and strong war dogs in armor she was holding pounced left and right, and the vicious dogs the size of calves tore the guys who dared to block the way to the ground, and the flesh and blood flew sideways.

In the cheers, Halle jumped into Mason's arms, holding his head and gnawing wildly, quite a kind of greasy as if he hadn't seen him for a day.

"My own people! It's your own person, don't be nervous. ”

Mason was still weak, and was nearly knocked to the ground by Harley's pounce.

He struggled to hold the waist of his own neurotic beauty with one hand, and waved his hand to the fierce guys surrounding him.

"Mr. K, you are so powerful, have you released all the prisoners of Arkham?"

Hallie wasn't afraid of the guys around her.

She thought that she had learned a lot of martial arts on Paradise Island, and when she left, she stole two war dogs domesticated by the Amazons, and she was not afraid of these ordinary criminals at all.

This will rush to pull out the golden mace on his back, and prepare to step forward to clean up a few people and move their muscles.

But soon, Harley felt a very familiar gaze on her, and she shook her neck like fried hair, and looked back behind her suspiciously.

Just in time to see Lady Martha take off her clown mask.

The familiar scars on her face, her curly green hair, and most importantly the chaotic temperament reminded Harley of the dead Mr. J.

Although the genders are different and the ages are different, there are some deeper things that cannot be faked!

Hallie was terrified.

With a whoosh, he hid behind Mason, looked over there, and grabbed Mason's wrist and said with a crying voice:

"Joker. Zhou Keer! Why is there Mr. J here? Let's run, Mason, I'm afraid."

"That's Mrs. J."

Mason patted Hallie's arm and soothed:

"Don't be afraid, she's from our side, Bruce Wayne's otherworldly mother, in short, it's complicated, I can't say it in a sentence or two, but she won't hurt you."

"What are you doing here? Waiting for Batman to reward you with bullets? ”

Lady Martha scolded the guys around her in a vicious voice.

The pearl in her hand took the revolver and the hammer was taken down and she spun around the crowd as if she were looking for a lucky one to play a joke with her.

This move immediately caused a group of people to disperse.

"This girl looks good."

Martha walked over and looked Harley up and down behind Mason, and she felt that this girl was very close to her, as if she had some inexplicable attraction.

The clown old aunt rubbed her chin and rolled her eyes a few times.

After a moment, she snapped her fingers and said to Mason in a pleasant tone:

"I just said I needed an assistant, don't pick it, it's her."

(End of chapter)