No one thought that Roy, who called himself "laughing wildly", would crush the guest's head in front of many viewers and staff during the live broadcast.

They didn't expect that Roy, who had crushed the guest's head, would use the blood on his hands to draw a smile makeup for the blonde hostess.

Lunatic!

He's crazy!

Utter lunatic!

Although from the beginning when Roy broke into the live broadcast room, the staff in the live broadcast room were mentally prepared.

But the scene in front of them was still beyond their imagination.

Gotham is indeed very chaotic, and there are endless murder cases and so on.

However, this does not mean that Gotham is completely out of order.

The blonde hostess was stunned for several seconds before she screamed with fear on her face and ran out like a flee.

Roy didn't stop the blonde hostess from leaving, looked at the camera, and said unhurriedly:

"I don't care what your rules are in Gotham, and I don't want to know what your rules are."

"From now on, my rules are the rules!"

"Today is my first day in Gotham, and I don't want to see any gangs and organizations make trouble tonight."

"I'll give you half an hour, if after half an hour, there are still people making trouble outside, you will bear the consequences!"

After saying that, he mobilized the power of the stars in his body and created hundreds of black, red-eyed crows that looked like entities.

Instantly black crows flew around him like a tornado.

In the next second, the frantically flying black crow and Roy disappeared at the same time, as if they had never appeared.

The roof of the building next door to the TV station.

Roy stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking out at the night view of Gotham and thinking about what to do next.

The appearance of the maniacing laugh has been completed.

Although the methods are a bit cruel, it also means that Crazy Laughter's appearance tonight will definitely leave an extremely deep impression on the citizens of Gotham.

If nothing else, tomorrow's headlines in all newspapers and media outlets will have half the chance of being a laughing story.

As for the other half, it's the clown and Batman tonight.

After standing on the rooftop and enjoying the night view of Gotham for half an hour, Roy Shi flashed out of the building.

He had just said in the live broadcast that he didn't want to see anyone making trouble outside tonight.

Half an hour had passed now, and if anyone was still making trouble outside, he wouldn't mind sending them to hell with his own hands.

Although the gang members and criminals who take advantage of the chaos may not have seen the news, it doesn't matter.

It didn't take much effort for him to spot a gang of thugs who were robbing in the chaos.

He didn't say anything to the gangsters, and flashed in front of them like a ghost.

Then, raise your right hand and wave it at will!

Bad wind!

A huge transparent wind blade appeared out of thin air, instantly slicing the little thugs into several pieces.

After killing these little thugs, he didn't hesitate and decisively flashed away.

In the time that followed, he kept appearing in all corners of Gotham, dealing with guys who didn't follow his own rules in his own way.

In less than an hour, the number of gang members and criminals who died at his hands reached hundreds.

Although he was not very efficient on his own, Roy had no intention of summoning a star clone or a star soldier.

Not only that, but apart from flashing, he didn't perform any moves that he had shown in front of others.

In fact, he doesn't need to use a lot of tricks to deal with these ordinary criminals and gang members.

The simple Bad Wind Blade is no different from the Grim Reaper's scythe to these guys.

Time flies.

Before I knew it, more than three hours had passed.

For more than three hours, Roy continued to harvest life like a grim reaper.

In the beginning, he would also calculate how many people he had killed.

But as more and more gangsters and criminals were killed, he didn't bother to remember anymore.

As long as he is committing a crime, whether it is petty theft or robbery and murder, as long as he finds out, he will decisively send the other party to hell.

Wayne Manor.

Bat Cave.

Others may not be able to see it, but Bruce immediately thought of Roy when he saw the picture of Crazy Laugh killing the guests in the live broadcast room.

Judging by his appearance, the maniacal laughter on TV is completely different from Roy's.

But Bruce's instincts tell him that the maniacal laughter on TV is Roy.

What the hell is he trying to do?

Although Roy had just crushed the guest's head in front of a large audience in the live broadcast room, Bruce didn't particularly care about this.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the guest who was crushed by Roy's head was innocent.

But Bruce knew that the guest was innocent at all.

Like those capitalists in Gotham, this guest usually does some illegal things.

It's just that because it's better to cover up, not many people know what he did.

Although Bruce didn't deal with this guest, he had his eyes on this guy early on.

If it weren't for the other, worse criminals to deal with, he would have personally visited the guest.

Just as Bruce pondered what Roy was going to do, Alfred came up to him with a silver tray and glasses and whiskey.

"Master Bruce, the whiskey you want."

Alfred said to Bruce.

"Hmm!"

Bruce nodded, picked up the whiskey, and poured himself a glass.

Then, he said to Alfred:

"Ah Fu, what do you think of this guy called Crazy Laughter?"

"Cruel, murderous, arrogant...... And, walk the talk. ”

Alfred said slowly.

Walk the talk?

Bruce is not surprised by the previous evaluation.

But he didn't expect that Alfred would give such an assessment as if he did what he said.

As if to see Bruce's bewilderment, Alfred continued:

"A total of 3 hours and 44 minutes have passed since he appeared on the TV station."

"Excluding the half-hour stop time he gave at the beginning, it was actually 3 hours and 14 minutes."

"In the first hour, there was no change in the number of calls Gotham police received."

"By the second hour, the police were receiving half the calls."

"Now, the police haven't received a new call for almost half an hour."

"Although this does not mean that the criminal activities tonight have completely disappeared, judging from the change in the number of police calls, this gentleman called Crazy Laughter is proving what he said with practical actions."

After listening to Alfred's explanation, Bruce frowned and said:

"Ah Fu, do you approve of his approach?"

"Of course not, I just think he's a man of his word, a bad guy who does what he says."

Alfred said with a serious face.

That being said, Bruce always had the feeling that Alfred recognized Crazy Laughter as Roy as he did.

"By the way, what about Damian?"

Bruce changed the question and continued to ask.

"Young Master Damian has gone back to his room to rest."

Alfred replied quickly.

"Have you gone back to your room to rest?"

Bruce said with a frown.

It's almost early in the morning, but Damian isn't the kind of boy who goes to bed when the time comes.

"Yes, Master Damian went back to his room to rest an hour ago."

Alfred continued.

Wrong!

Not to mention now, even in normal times, Damian would not go to bed so early.

Thinking of this, Bruce immediately got up and turned around and walked towards the main building.

It didn't take long for him to arrive at Damian's bedroom.

As he expected, Damian wasn't in the room.

Damn it!

After seeing the empty bed, Bruce cursed in his heart.

Although Damien didn't say anything, he had already guessed where Damien was going.

Without any hesitation, Bruce immediately returned to the Batcave and put on his Batman suit.

With his understanding of Roy, he felt that the wild laughter that appeared tonight was most likely Roy.

Although he trusts his own judgment, it is only his judgment after all.

In case of misjudgment, then Damian ......

After changing into the Batman suit, Bruce immediately boarded the Batmobile and said to Alfred on the car channel:

"Ah Fu, contact Damian immediately and ask him to come back immediately."

"Yes, Master Bruce."

Alfred replied immediately.

After instructing Alfred, Bruce called Roy's number.

Old.

Roy sat idly on the edge of the roof of a building.

The killing frenzy of the past three hours has caused the number of cases in Gotham tonight to decrease rapidly.

By now, he didn't feel much crime.

Seeing and hearing domineering combined with telepathy.

He can easily perceive the situation throughout Gotham and know if there is a crime going on now.

At this moment, Hancock's voice suddenly rang out.

"Sir, Mr. Bruce called, did you answer?"

"Take it."

"Yes, sir!"

Hancock replied as he transferred Bruce's call.

Before Roy could speak, Bruce on the other end of the phone quickly said:

"Is it you who laughed tonight?"

"It's not!"

Roy denied it without even thinking about it.

"Isn't it?"

Bruce froze for a moment.

After a few seconds, he continued:

"I don't have time to joke with you right now, aren't you really laughing?"

"It's not."

Roy continued.

"Damn it!"

"Damian is going to find Laugh now, I've just set off now, can you help stop Damian."

Bruce said quickly.

Damian is coming for me?

Is the sense of justice so strong tonight?

Roy was going to continue to hide that he was laughing maniacally, but after learning that Damian was coming for him, he changed his mind.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine."

"I'm just laughing."

With that, Roy hung up.

Then, he said to Hancock:

"Send Bruce my current coordinates so he doesn't get in the wrong place."

"Yes, sir."

Hancock replied immediately.

After instructing Hancock, Roy began to sense Damian's breath of life.

It didn't take much effort for him to spot Damian's traces.

Yes!

I was able to find my exact location.

After perceiving the breath of life in Damian, Roy sighed in his heart.

Although he didn't hide his whereabouts much tonight, it was not easy to find him in the huge Gotham.

Otherwise, the Gotham police would have sent someone to arrest him a long time ago.

Gotham police did not find his whereabouts, but Damian did find his exact location.

What's more, judging from the phone call Bruce just had, Damian didn't use the Batcave's equipment.

If he had used the Batcave's equipment, Bruce wouldn't have found out about it after he left Wayne Manor.

More than ten minutes later, Damian, dressed in Robin's suit, cautiously appeared behind Roy like an assassin.

He did not attack immediately, but hid in the corner and waited patiently for a more suitable opportunity.

Little by little, time passed.

After a few minutes like this, without making a sound, he drew his katana.

Then, without hesitation, his legs slammed into Roy like a predatory beast.

The katana in Damian's hand struck with lightning and slashed directly at Roy's neck.

Sitting on the edge of the rooftop, Roy let his sharp katana slash at him as if he hadn't noticed his presence.

Clang!

The moment he slashed Roy's neck, the sharp katana snapped in two.

How is this possible?

After seeing this scene, Damian was shocked.

He knew his katana well.

Whether it's weight and length, or sharpness and sturdiness, he's well aware.

At first, he was happy when he saw that "Crazy Laughter" didn't notice his sneak attack.

However, it turned out that he was happy a little too soon.

A long time ago, Roy's physique had reached the point where his body was resistant to bullets.

Although being hit by a bullet and being slashed by a sword are two different things, for Roy, whose physique is far beyond ordinary people, the result is the same.

That is, it is impossible to break the defense!

Whether it's a bullet or a sword, it's not easy to hurt him.

There are bullets and swords in the DC Universe that can hurt him, but these things are not something that Damian can get his hands on now.

"I don't have the strength to cut people, and you still want to kill me, don't you look down on me too much."

Roy said with his back to Damian and a look of disdain.

Although Damian didn't recognize Laugh as Roy, he confirmed at least one thing, and that was that he was definitely not the opponent of Laugh.

Without any hesitation, Damian immediately backed away and tried to leave the rooftop.

However, before he could take the first step, his whole body was as if he was frozen in the air.

Roy did not use the power of the mind to freeze him, but used the power of the stars to create an invisible spatial barrier that bound him in place.

In terms of effect, this is no different from using the power of the mind to immobilize Damien.

But in terms of application, these are two completely different means.

One is to use the power of the mind to deprive the other party of physical control, and the other is to use the power of the stars to achieve physical restraint.

After being restrained by the spatial barrier, Damian immediately realized that it was not good.

Now he can't do anything, he can only stand there like a sculpture.

(End of chapter)