Chapter 139: Fight together

　　 "Hee hee, do you want to understand? This can only explain one thing... you are not me, nor Batman, you are no one!"
　　 The clown originally talked to the laughing bat with a smile, but suddenly his tone became cold and he spit heavily.
　　 spit out until his mouth was dry, and he bent over and started to cough.
　　 Not everyone can be Batman in black leather, nor is anyone who can be a clown with a smile on his face.
Guys like 　　 Laughing Bat are just imitators. He not only imitates himself, but also wants to replace Batman.
　　 Damn it.
　　 I must kill Bruce before he comes back, or I will lose my face!
　　 His smile is different from his own, Gotham only needs a smile...
　　 All kinds of thoughts flashed through the clown's crazy mind, and some hallucinations appeared. He seemed to see Batman and the laughing bat in a ball, and he could only hide in the corner and bit his handkerchief.
　　 Batman: "Let's go, dealing with the Laughing Bat has taken too much time for me, I don't have time to care about you."
　　 Laughing Bat: "Hahaha, you lose, I'm Batman's enemy, you should retire."
　　 Nightwing: "I'm going to help Batman. We are all tired of your tricks. People who laugh wildly are the big bad guys who want to destroy the multiverse."
　　 Damian: "You are too fishing, Uncle J, go back to the country and join a circus for retirement."
　　Barbara: "You are not scary at all. The citizens now love the dark theory of the Laughing Bat. Your chaotic set is outdated."
　　 Catwoman: "Come on, you can come to my wedding with Bruce. Anyway, you are not threatened."
　　Countless familiar heroes appeared, and everyone didn't care about him anymore.
　　 They used to beat him up and feed him his favorite big ears, but now they see him as air.
　　 They rushed towards the laughing bat, surrounded him and threw him high, and laughed together in the night, leaving only the clown in the corner, alone under the dim street lamp...
　　 This illusion was so real that it made the clown tremble all over, he would rather die than let it happen!
　　 Batman's Joker must be him, and it can only be him, only he can play with the bat.
　　 This is an extra copy, a copycat coming out of nowhere...
　　 to death to death to death to death to death...
　　 The clown is easy to guess sometimes, his expression is very rich, and Su Ming seems to have seen words on his face.
　　 For some unknown reason, the clown seemed to want to kill his laughter, but it was good.
　　 The clown’s fighting ability is average, but his jumbled toys can always hold Batman, and the Bacchus factor allows him to heal himself. The more he hits him, the happier he is. Talking nonsense can also attract attention.
　　 Su Ming immediately posted it again when he saw the opportunity, Dajian continued to greet him with a wild laugh.
　　The killer couldn't hurt him. Both sides knew about this, so Su Ming showed that he wanted to regain the sword of the night, causing Laughter to focus more on their weapons.
Before 　　 Laughing Bat over the wall, he did see the joining forces of Joker and Batman, they defeated him.
　　 But he thought that the world had changed a long time ago, and such a scene would never happen again, but now Joker + Death Knell is more difficult to deal with than Joker + Batman.
　　 It seems that the changed future is not necessarily all good...
　　 He thought he had caught the clown, and he could be relieved by confirming that he would be in a coma for a long time, but he didn't expect this lunatic to always surprise people.
　　 Did you faint yourself, send it to the enemy, and then pretend to be unconscious to spy on this tactic?
　　Yes, the clown can do this kind of thing.
　　 But this is not a tactic or a long-time plan. The clown is just for fun.
　　 Under Su Ming's offensive, he retreated steadily, and Su Ming wanted to destroy his weapon. He could only try to avoid this.
　　 is the clown, groping for his suit in the distance behind him, digging out every pocket, and pulling the collar to look inside the suit.
　　 "Strange, where did I put it? Hee hee, Mr. Spoon is going to be angry now."
　　 "Clown, what are you doing?"
　　 Su Ming reminded the clown that this was on the battlefield as he attacked, and if you want to go crazy, change the time.
　　 "Did you see my colored pencils? I can't live without it!"
　　 While talking, he scratched his green hair, looked at Su Ming with tears, his face was helpless.
　　 The words of a madman are not so easy to understand, but fortunately the person who heard this is Su Ming.
　　 The clown is not looking for a pen or a fork to match the spoon, but a weapon.
　　 He likes to poke people with a pen. Any pen, pencil, or ballpoint pen will do. When he needs a weapon, he will think of a pen the first time.
　　 The gun is not good. The thing kills people without a happy process, no screams, and dies too fast. He usually doesn't use it.
　　 He has secretly observed. He knows that the Laughing Bat is special, and ordinary weapons can't hurt him, so he needs a'color pencil'.
　　 In his confused mind, colored pencils are colorful, colorful things represent more powerful, more powerful weapons can hurt the laughing bat.
　　 His original intention was to need a powerful weapon.
　　 A series of thoughts flashed in Su Ming's mind, and he immediately threw the dagger behind him to the clown.
　　 This is a pair of promethium metal daggers that Cindy snatched from the zero claw of the earth minus 11, and Su Ming took one of them as a spare.
　　 It's just that he usually doesn't use short weapons, but now it's suitable for clowns.
　　The commonly used weapons of the clown are folding knives, the acid corsage on the chest, the electric shock device in the gloves, and because he was beaten by Batman too much, UU reading www. uukanshu.com so he also uses bat darts.
　　 He caught the dagger that Su Ming had thrown past, took a look from it, and couldn't help laughing.
　　 "Hehe, there is a bird on it. Its eyes are really big. It's looking at me, huh, hahaha."
　　 It pinched the dagger with the tips of its two fingers, laughed at the ornamentation on it, and leaned over to get the owl relief on the handle a blood red.
　　 He tilted his head and slowly walked towards the laughing bat with three swings. He kept laughing, and gestured on him with the tip of a dagger far away, as if he was choosing where to start.
　　 "Hehe...hehe...sucking..."
　　 This dagger is threatening. The Laughing Bat feels it. He can feel where the clown is looking, and he is stinging like a needle.
　　 The clown kept licking his lips, as if he was going to eat him raw.
　　 was laughing wildly thinking about ways to escape, but Su Ming would not give him a chance.
　　 A thought flashed in his heart, and the godslayer in his hand instantly turned into two scimitars. Su Ming had one hand in his hand, and he laughed like a stormy attack.
　　 He completely ignored the attack of the Laughing Bat, in a posture of injury for injury, after all, there is still X metal bone in his body, and the Great Sword of Night cuts his bones continuously.
　　 manipulated all his ribs into one piece through his soul power, like putting on the inner armor of X metal. He now has an overwhelming advantage over the laughing bat.
　　 The clown also leaned in like a shadow. When the laughing bat was busy avoiding, he would take a stab in the cold, and the trash talk never stopped.
　　 This is all right, Su Ming only needs to concentrate on attacking, and the task of supporting the mouth is left to the clown.