Harley resents the fact that she was recruited as the clown's assistant.

If she had a choice, she would certainly prefer to be Mr. K's assistant, but it may be that she is too enthusiastic these days to make her little sweetheart Mason very scared.

The shy Mr. K tactfully said that this development time is tight and the task is heavy, and everyone in the K team must take on their own responsibilities.

As a result, Harley also has to participate in the conflict that will take place in Gotham, leaving not so much time for her and Mason to further develop their personal relationship.

However, as Hallie's "personal doctor", Mason explicitly refused Lady Martha's request to take Hallie with her.

Although the Aunt Martha in front of her is not as thoroughly crazy as Zhou Ke'er, it is still a very risky thing to let Hallie's unstable mental state follow Lady Martha.

You must know that Aunt Martha of this world has been sent to Arkham at least seven times by the ruthless old lady in the past ten years, and her neurotic symptoms are biological real diseases that can be written in medical records and make fake notes.

It is by no means a simple psychological problem that can be summed up.

His decisive decision made Harley Quinn burst into tears again and her heart burst into tears.

See!

Mr. K really cares about himself, he is afraid that he will be hurt by Madame Martha, and he wants to protect himself!

Mr. K is the best.

The thought made Harry's eyes look at Mason even hotter, and the enthusiasm that was visible to the naked eye made Mason feel that he was stepping into an irreparable danger step by step in terms of feelings.

It's not that he hates Hallie.

It's just that the recent trend of a series of things has made him unable to spare any energy to fall in love or something, after all, he is a very traditional man.

The huge convoy from the burning Arkham was quickly escorted by three helicopters to its destination, not in Gotham City, but in a long-abandoned private territory on the outskirts of the city.

That's right.

It's Wayne Manor of this world.

After the family was separated thirty years ago by the death of Bruce Wayne, Old Lady Thomas sold all of the family's property, keeping only the ancestral property as a kind of memorial.

He doesn't live here anymore and uses his casino as his main activity area, where he uses the underground batcave when things happen.

As a result of the years of neglect, the once luxurious Wayne Manor is now overgrown with weeds, like a ghost in an abandoned land.

However, the quality of the construction in this place is very good.

It's a good idea to be a "makeshift den" for a group of newly released insane criminals, and it's also great to use this complex terrain as the front line against the world's most dangerous killer organization.

The penguin stewards were sent to bring some food from the city to pacify Arkham's "army", and as for weapons, there was no shortage of them in the estate.

But it was not yet possible to arm Arkham's prisoners immediately.

"Smack"

In a dining room in the abandoned Wayne Manor, the old lady brought a military-grade map of Gotham and placed it on the marble dining table, and lit up the room's lights.

He looked around at the circle of people, in addition to Mason, Damian, and Hallie, and Lady Martha and her deputy, the woman who had been tossing coins and always covering half of her face with her long hair.

This is the "two-faced man" of this world.

Her name is Gilda, the wife of Harvey Dent, Gotham City's most upright prosecutor, and one of the most dangerous patients in Arkham Asylum.

Speaking of which, her collaboration with Lady Martha is the only thing so far that Mason can't understand.

Because just now, the old clown aunt told him the story of how she killed Sheriff Gordon with Harvey Dent's children as bait.

It should be said that Harvey Dent's death in this world was completely planned by Martha Wayne, and Gilda, who originally lived a happy life, also became a "two-faced person" because of her.

These two old aunts should be inseparable enemies.

But now the cooperation between the two of them seems to be intimate, which really makes people wonder what makes them temporarily forget the blood feud between each other?

"The entire private area around Wayne Manor is going to be the home of the next conflict, and I've done some changes over the past few years, and now that Arkham criminals are at the forefront, I should be able to hold Oliver and his cold-blooded killers at bay."

The old lady's finger clicked on several locations on the map.

He looked up at Lady Martha, then at Mason, and said:

"I've worked with Oliver in the past, and I know he's a man who will do anything to get the job done, so there's no way to reconcile this fight.

We must kill him, at least seriously wound him, to end this conflict.

But now I'm not just worried about Black Arrow and his Assasins, I'm worried about the authorities getting involved, especially Amanda Waller and her suicide squad.

As far as I know, Amanda tried to make contact with the first outsiders when they entered the world a few days ago, and there is no doubt that Mason, you and Damian have also been her targets. ”

"I'm really not surprised by that."

Mason whispered:

"Some people are so obnoxious in any world."

"I'm going to smash that dead fat woman's head! She must not give me this chance. ”

Harley, who was beside him, remembered that she and Mr. K had been killed by the Eye of Heaven when they were in distress not long ago, and that she had seen the brutal experiments of the suicide squad before, so she didn't have a good impression of Amanda Waller.

"Who might show up?"

Damian looked left and right, stared at the old lady, and asked:

"At least a few names for me to prepare, right?"

"It's hard to say."

Thomas stared blankly at the map, listed a long list of names, and said:

"Some of the combatants of the official Occult Research Order, such as Schrader Wilson and his transhuman soldiers, are under the command of Amanda Waller.

In addition to this, as far as I know, Victor Stone, the president's immediate security adviser, is also interested in things related to outsiders.

From the perspective of the forces I currently serve, in addition to Black Arrow and his killers, there are some super killers who are wandering among the people may also be involved.

But most of them are active in Europe, so there is no need to worry about this time. ”

"It's all 'acquaintances.'"

Mason rubbed his forehead and said:

"Leave it to me, I have the means to counterbalance them. But, Thomas, I hope you can do me a favor, a personal favor. ”

"Say."

The old lady replied coldly, and Mason did not care about others, and said:

"I want you to help me find the official secret alien lab, which is the same thing we talked about in the car earlier, I'm sure it's somewhere on the East Coast, and I don't know exactly where it is."

"I try."

The request made Thomas Wayne frown, but he didn't refuse.

Aunt Martha, who had not spoken, played with a prison-style dagger and waved it casually, and the thing slammed into the table and hit the center of the map.

She said in an oozing tone:

"I don't have much to add, but it's getting late, my little darling, it's time to go to bed, and now, go wash up with grandma, okay?"

She looked tenderly at Damian, who resembled Bruce as a child, and let Rice tremble in place as if asking for help, and Mason, who pretended not to see the bear child's eyes for help.

"Well, I'll do it myself, I'll bother you, Martha."

Damian complained that Mason wasn't a thing, and went to the bathroom under the watchful eye of his "grandmother".

"Ah, it's so late, I'm so tired, I should also take a good rest."

Perhaps it was Aunt Clown's words that inspired Hallie.

Standing next to Mason, she pretended to stretch, yawning as she took Mason's hand in a natural way and planned to take him to the bathroom on the other side.

Now Mason also encountered the dilemma of Damian just now.

But looking around, it seemed that there was no one who could help him.

It's self-inflicted.

"Ahem, you go first, I'm going to talk to Lady Martha about something."

Mason coughed and admonished a disgruntled Harley, who took advantage of Harley's fear of the female clown to "get out".

Mason let out of the dining room with two more fierce hyenas-like but even greater Amazon war dogs, and Mason let out a sigh of relief.

Hearing Harley babble about finding a few bones for his pet, he knew that all the rest he had just said was a lie.

This Hallie is really getting bolder and bolder, and she is becoming more and more unabashed about her intentions towards Mason.

"So, Mason, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The voice of the female clown rang out behind Mason.

She had her assistant, Two-Face, go to see if Arkham's criminals were messing around, and after Gilda tossed the coin away, Mason asked softly with curiosity:

"How did you convince Two-Faced to forget about hatred for you?"

"Simple."

Aunt Martha picked up an apple and peeled and cut it like a housewife, and prepared supper for her little grandson, without raising her head, and said:

"Gilda hates me for taking her husband, but she loves her children even more.

You told me that there were seven days left in the world to end, and I told her what I said, just as I could refuse madness for little Bruce and work with Thomas, who was already desperate for me.

Gilda can also choose to forget the unimportant things for the sake of her children.

Well, how do you say that?

Cute children are always a weakness of parents

Mason, I can help you get out of Thomas, with whom I have lived for more than ten years and been an enemy for another ten years, and no one knows Thomas's anger and remorse better than I do.

I can convince him to tell you all the secrets about the organization behind him.

But I'm going to negotiate one condition with you! ”

The clown quickly prepares a simple, warm and nutritious fruit salad, which she pours yogurt at the end, unconcerned by Mason's answer.

She said:

"I want you to take me out of here, but that's not the end of the collaboration, I'm going to see Bruce who became Batman. Then I want you to help me!

I'm going to free my Bruce from that terrible fate forever, no matter what it takes. ”

"Why?"

Mason raised an eyebrow and asked rhetorically:

"You may not understand the life of the master, but I can responsibly tell you as the 'honorary Robin' that playing Batman is the focus of Bruce Wayne's life, and it is also his only pastime besides falling in love with Catwoman.

Your request is almost to ruin the most important thing in his life, and this is not a good choice. ”

"I'm a clown."

Lady Martha picked up the plate and glanced at Mason, who whispered:

"No one knows what it means to be Batman better than I do, Thomas' life is ruined, and I don't want my son to follow in his footsteps.

I'd rather he be a piece of waste with no ambitions, and that's better than him continuing on this road of no return. ”

"I can't understand it."

Mason shook his head and said:

"Whatever you're planning, I'm not going to be involved, but I can send you to Gotham and keep your identity a secret, I can guarantee that.

But to stop Bruce from dying on his path to self-destruction, ma'am, you may need to bring some more people with you.

I mean people who are good enough and obedient enough. ”

"That's enough. And your suggestion is very enlightening, I was going to bury all the Arkham waste here, but now it seems that I might be able to give them another chance? ”

Lady Martha smiled wickedly.

She leaned down gracefully to say goodbye, stretched out like a dance, and went to find Damian with a supper, so that she could put her little one to sleep.

The light dance made Mason feel a chill down his spine.

Think about it.

You were about to go to bed, and suddenly a Zhou Keer came in, and said with a gentle face that she wanted to tell you a bedtime story and sing you a lullaby. What the hell is this hellish fairy tale?

"I'm going to make a deal with you, Mason, too."

The old lady appeared like a ghost in the shadows behind Mason, and the vengeful old knight, who had a rather eerie gesture, whispered:

"Don't take Martha to your world! She's going to do horrible things to Bruce. She gave all her love to Bruce and you gave her a little hope when she was desperate.

It was enough to make her more dangerous than ever. ”

"But if it weren't for Lady Martha, Thomas, you'd do the same to Bruce."

Mason looked back at the straight old lady standing in the shadows.

He picked up a piece of apple that Madame Martha had left for him and put it in his mouth, not caring whether it was poisonous or not, and said as he chewed:

"You, like her, have given all your love to your lost son, and I have not only given hope to Martha, but I have given you the same hope.

If you're worried that Martha will do terrible things to Bruce, then maybe you should go with her.

Instead of making up your mind to die with this meaningless world in your eyes, not because you love it so much, you're just afraid of the disappointment in Bruce's eyes when he sees you like this.

You see, old lady, I didn't come out on the first day.

This isn't the first time I've experienced another world, and I don't have to guess what's going on in your heads. ”

He wiped the juice from the corners of his mouth and yawned as he left the dining room while saying to Thomas Wayne in the shadows:

"Don't die casually! Do you hear that? It's not easy for me to find a knight of revenge, otherwise no one would have cured Lady Martha's madness over there.

Think more for Bruce, think more about your son, and I'm looking forward to seeing the famous scene of the three generations of the Wayne family in the same house.

Phew, Alfred will thank me from the bottom of my heart. ”

A few minutes later, Mason returned to the small room specially prepared for him, and he took off his coat and was about to start the busy night when the door opened.

Damien, dressed in star pajamas, rushed in like a flee, and said to Mason with a pleading face:

"Give me a hand! Please. ”

"Huh?"

Mason suddenly understood when he saw his decay, and pouted and said:

"What? Is Grandma Martha going to sleep with her little grandson? How warm is this, why don't you bear children know how to lift? With your current treatment, your dad wants you to know in his dreams at your age? ”

"Just say a few words, let the clown be your grandmother and you try!"

Damian said with a sad face:

"It's so exciting. Although Martha gently tried to tell me a bedtime story, I was afraid that she would take a bottle of poison gas from the storybook and pour it into my mouth in the next second.

You give me a hand!

I will be obedient in the future, I promise! ”

"That's what you said."

Mason kicked open the suitcase at his feet and gestured to Damian.

The little madman immediately jumped in and hid with bright eyes, and a few seconds later, Aunt Martha, who was wearing pajamas, kicked open the door with a glass of milk in her left hand and a loaded pistol in her right hand.

She swept around Mason's room with a smile that would scare the crying of children, and after making sure that her little one was not hiding here, she didn't even bother to say goodnight to Mason.

He slammed the door shut and went to find his unruly little Bruce.

The whole of Arkham is concentrated in the manor, how can she, as a poor and helpless female clown, bear to let her little darling wander outside?

What if you are hurt by some blind madman?

"Let's go, come out."

Mason sighed and let Damian climb out of the box.

He was about to say a few more words to Damian, but the door was pushed open again, and Hallie, dressed in a very "simple" pajamas, tiptoed to hold the pillow and barefoot, and grinned with a very suspicious bottle of medicine and tried to sneak in.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Mason and Damian looking at her with faint eyes.

"Ahem, I'm going to teach Damian tonight about the eighteen ways to use alchemy potions in battle."

Mason coughed, pointed to Damian beside him, and said:

"I'm sorry, Harley, but you should go and rest, wear extra clothes, and be careful of catching a cold."

"You stinky boy dare to spoil my good deeds! You wait for me! ”

Harley Quinn glared at the innocent Damian with murderous eyes, conveying exactly what she wanted to say, but seeing that Mr. K was already busy, Harley sighed helplessly, closed the door and retreated.

Tonight's night attack failed again.

But that's okay!

As long as you persevere, you can win one day.

Encouraging, Harley quickly picked up her pillow and went back to her makeshift room.

And here in Mason, the two young people look at me, I look at you, and finally they both showed expressions of helplessness and mutual understanding, and the two hands finally clasped together, and in a wordless agreement reached a silent promise of male compatriots to help each other in these difficult days.

Alas.

It's hard to be human.

It's hard to be a man.

It's hard to be a man in the bat family!

(End of chapter)