"Hee-hee, interesting."

"Hee-hee?" Carl looked constipated when he heard the voice, you are a Gotham villain, why do you have to be so cute!

"How did you get in, kid?" The clown said that there was no light in the darkness, only the clown's voice was the only pastime, or that it was not necessarily a bad thing to have a neighbor like the clown in a hell like Arkham did.

Anyway, it's going to become a nervous disorder, so it's better to talk to the clown, it's more natural to change like this, and even keep a little bit of a man's self-esteem for you, after all, it's not that I can't stand the environment here, but that there is a clown next to me.

But Carl is obviously not a normal person, the comics' comic editor's operation has turned the clown into an omnipotent existence, Carl's fear of the clown is like meeting the head teacher when chatting with his classmates in self-study class, listening to his parents with unsatisfactory college entrance examination results, it doesn't matter, and accidentally cutting off the power when rushing to report caused the liver to fall short for three days and three nights, that is the pollution from the heart, that is the fear that you will still break out in a cold sweat when you recall it at midnight for many years.

That's right, Carl doesn't want to become a psychopath, he doesn't want the Joker to lead a humanoid puppy named Carl around in the future, and bite each other with the laughing Sand Coin Robins, and from time to time he can also call out "Big Brother~" to pollute the reader's spirit.

"It's your business!" Carl said stiffly.

In fact, he felt that his spirit had indeed undergone a lot of changes, and the constant pain was close to becoming a habit, the clown's magic sound made the deer in his heart start to jump wildly, and some emotions that he could once control were provoked by inexplicable feelings, and the most important thing was that he did not hate this change, but accepted it gladly.

"Hey, hey, hey." The Joker's trademark smile rang out, and he said something like he said in Carl's ear: "Since we are all friends, we should get to know each other, or I will introduce myself first, you must know me, my name is Joker." ”

"Of course I know you, Gotham Nightmare." Carl's tone suddenly became cheerful in the clown's ears, just like a mosquito that secretly took a sip of mosquito coil found a large patch of bare white skin in front of it, and even the surface was smooth and soft, and he could ascend to heaven on the spot with a bite, "I finally got moved once, but you played so thoroughly, blanch!" (I was bitten while writing this chapter,!) ）

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There's really a reason why the Joker suddenly feels that this thing is being placed next to him, I'm telling you Joker, what are you telling me, is that what Gotham Nightmare means?

The clown's already chaotic head became more and more confused, and he could only respond with a cheerful smile to relieve his embarrassment and lingering abstraction.

"My name is .......," Karl hesitated, but let go of the vulture, which had finally returned to normal...... Ahem, Warhawk, chose his most unhappy Mysterio.

"My name is Mysterio, ugly man, I'm your fan!" Carl's voice sounded excited, he felt a lot better and more energetic all of a sudden, and the abstract words blurted out that made his resistance to the clown's chaotic aura skyrocket, "As for how I got in, I have to ask Batman's slut!" ”

"Hehe, I'm ...... too" Before the Joker finished speaking, he heard Carl say, "I'm sorry, should I say that Batman is a good guy?" ”

"I know you and Batman are true love, and you shouldn't have to say bad things about him in front of you."

Although this doesn't sound right, I feel a little happy somehow, what's going on!

The clown shook his head, his miserable white face under the green hair looked confused at the moment, his abnormality was for normal people, but for the person next door, he was still a little too normal.

"I'll tell you, ugly man, Batman, this scumbag is really not a thing, you obviously love him so much, every time you do some good work to attract his attention, but he just plays with those inconsequential stinky men and stinky women, who do you say can bear this?"

Karl persuaded bitterly: "Ugly master, be a little bit supportive, now find a way to rush out and take down the bat macho man outside!" Don't let him play so unscrupulously anymore, you are the main palace! ”

"Interesting, where did you hear about this?"

"A lot of people, such as a cuckold who loves to make riddles and disgusting sand coins, he told me that the reason for cuckolding is because of Batman, a scumbag, but I think something is wrong, the cuckold should be you, Joker!"

"Joker?" Karl shouted, "Joker? ”

"I'm here!" The clown regained his smile, the smile on his face became more and more weird, the lips of the big sister who seemed to be in the rift grinned to the sides, and the scarlet lips drew a strange trace in the air, it was like Satan smiling, and the chaos and madness revealed a cold killing intent.

"You're having fun?" Carl laughed even more happily when he heard the clown, and the chaotic laughter echoed in his head, making him laugh a little.

But Carl didn't want to laugh, he hated this kind of low-level humor, this kind of laughter is like a boring sport, you won't be happy from the bottom of your heart, Carl instantly recalled that his sand coin mentor told a boring joke, and everyone laughed together, so he laughed too.

The two laughs crossed each other, and the clown laughed more and more wildly, but Carl laughed happily.

"Thank you, Joker." Carl just laughed for a moment, then stopped, and for a moment, the pain in his body seemed to disappear, giving him a real moment of peace, and at the same time thinking about something.

"As for those words, I'm not wrong, it's been spread all over Gotham for a long time, and I've heard gossip that Batman and Catwoman are dating in the middle of the night just to cover up your relationship with him."

"You're really humorous, Mysterio." The clown said, "So, do you want to hear a joke?" ”

In the Bat Cave, Lord Wayne, who had been tired all day, accepted relaxation, and the full-level massage skills of the housekeeper made him extremely useful, but the handsome face was still worried.

"There was still no sign of that explosion, as if someone had suddenly thrown a toy that was about to break and detonated it here." "Neither the watchtower nor Clark noticed anything, and Oliver had been staring at him, but he just appeared there out of nowhere," he said. ”

Bruce drank a glass of milk, then said to Alfred, "I'll have Dick come back and watch it for me during this time, I need to go see what's going on there." ”

"Yes, sir." Alfred nodded politely, then pulled out a recording: "This is a live recording of Arkhamne, I think you should be interested." ”

Bruce Wayne nodded and watched Alfred play the recording: "You and Batman are true love, ugly man!" ”

"Smack!" Bruce pressed the pause button and explained to the dangerous-looking butler, "My sexual orientation is normal, please rest assured. ”