Chapter 638: 1 lunatic asylum

After a long time, the screams and gunshots in the factory stopped, the smell of gunpowder smoke had not dissipated, the blood of the corpses on the ground was still warm, and everyone's eyes were left with the fear before death.
The clown stood in a pool of blood, put his index finger in the blood and took a sip, then showed an expression of disgust, spitting out severely: "Damn it, I can't learn it at all. How do those perverts smile and spit blood? Swallowed it?"
In front of the clown, a thin white male was tied with twine to his feet, fell from the beam and hung in the air. The clown was afraid that the backflow of blood would cause brain congestion, so he enthusiastically opened a hole in his neck. In this case, blood can flow out directly from the incision without causing other discomfort.
"Hi, man, are you okay?" The clown patted the white man's face and awakened him from his absence.
"You demon..." The man lost too much blood, his dry lips were white and scary, and he was weak when speaking.
"Thank you for your compliment, but I think the devil is a little worse than me!" The clown said with a smile, feeling very good about himself.
"Okay, don't talk nonsense, tell me who your master is while you can still breathe? You know, Gotham is a big city, and it's very repulsive to foreign countrymen!" The clown pushed the man's shoulders and played Played a game of swinging in place.
The man did not reply, his eyes were empty and he looked forward until the blood from the wound stopped flowing, and he said before he died, "I... won't tell you..."
"Wow, you are so loyal, why do my little brothers feel so embarrassed, they are ashamed to say nothing." The clown turned to look behind him, and asked Xiang the corpse on the floor: "Guys, do you think?"
No one responded, the clown nodded in satisfaction, the boys were obedient, and he had face as the boss.
Bang!
The wall of the factory building was violently knocked open, and the Bat Chariot was full of horsepower, pushing the bricks and stopping in front of the clown. Batman dressed in a domineering corset and light armor, pushed the door to the clown.
The tights are flexible and light, which is extremely suitable for Batman, whose physical fitness exceeds the limit of human beings, but there are also disadvantages. For the one, Batman hesitated which trouser tube to put in. After all, pretending to be a trouser belt all day is not a problem.
"No, no, no, big bat, don't come close to me. I feel insecure like you." The clown waved his hand and took two steps back, keeping a safe distance from Batman.
"You killed them?" asked in a low voice under the visor.
The clown didn't answer, but raised his eyebrows and asked, "It seems that you are the follow-up plan of that hillbilly. Poor guy, it seems that he doesn't know how close our relationship is!"
"Someone came to you?" Batman's IQ is no worse than that of Joker, and you can understand the meaning of it.
"If you come in thirty seconds later, he will all recruit!" The clown patted the dead body hanging around him, shifting the blame to Batman.
"I probably know who the enemy is. In the meantime, I hope you don't make trouble." Batman said that no one can pretend to be in front of him, nor can the Joker.
"Of course, I don't have many merits, but I am absolutely obedient and honest." The clown continued to provoke Batman's nerves with an obedient appearance: "Speaking of which I have to thank you for implanting your personality. My soul is Sublimation, you let me find a new meaning in life."
Batman should fart on this, and he determined to examine the clown. In the latter's shy gesture of covering his face, he asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, what are you now?"
The clown was startled when he heard the words, put away his hippie smile, and replied with a seriousness of twelve minutes: "I am the superhero of Gotham-Joker!"
Batman: "..."
Sure enough, there is no normal communication with the neurosis!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two bat darts shot out, and they were sideways by the clown. Two superhumans with explosive physical fitness left countless afterimages in the factory. Batman chases, the Joker escapes, and the latter laughs wildly while running.
"Big Bat, why stare at me? Your enemy is not me, but I am the heir to your will!"
"Joker, you are too dangerous!"
"You are a hypocritical villain who is bullying and afraid of hardship, compared to me, the real danger is in Arkham."
Batman didn't respond to this, speeding up and instantly overtaking the Joker, holding his collar and pressing it against the wall. The latter's feet were hanging in the air, with a painful expression about to suffocate to death: "It's so boring, I thought you would become more humorous if you implanted my personality."
The corners of Batman's mouth twitched, and he resisted without a grin, his face was cold and said: "I know you are plotting some conspiracies, but you better be careful, otherwise I will kill you."
The Joker was flattered: "It's an honor to be the first person killed by Batman."
The Joker said condescendingly looking at Batman’s eyes, grinning and taking a breath:
What are you suppressing, why don’t you smile? As a superhero, you should learn to release yourself and keep a sullen face all day long. After a long time it will be abnormal."
"This has nothing to do with you!"
"Yes, I almost forgot, you are a pervert long ago. Normal people don't dress up as bats and come out to scare people without going to bed most of the night."
Batman's eyes twitched, he slammed the Joker to the ground, opened the Batmobile and drove away.
The clown got up and shouted at the Batmobile that once again opened a hole in the wall: "Hi, why didn't you kill me? Are you grateful that I sent you home last time?"
As the Batmobile drifted away, the clown looked at the disappearing taillights, cursed boringly, and then took out a remote control display from his crotch.
"Let me take a look at the current location of the Batmobile... Who the is that hillbilly, who has something to do with the big bat, this is really interesting."
"Wow, I stopped in the red light zone, I didn't let him release himself like this! Well, the car started again? Exactly twenty seconds... What a sad man, I can hold on for at least one minute instead."
...
In downtown Gotham, a middle-aged man wearing a suit and coat and holding a scepter on the top floor of a skyscraper is looking down at the dark city with a cold look in his eyes.
Behind him, hundreds of people in black were motionless, half kneeling on the ground, waiting for his orders.
"Gotham is entering the countdown. Just like Constantinople and ancient Rome, it has become a source of evil. This city is hopeless and must be destroyed."
Master Ninja-Henry Duka!
In the early years when Batman was still Bruce Wayne, he wandered around various countries in order to understand criminal psychology, and even went to prison for crimes in order to get close to criminals. Duka saw that he was young and promising, and he was a good material to inherit the mantle. Not only did he release him, he also cared for him in every possible way.
Duka taught Wayne a good martial arts, taught him how to hide his figure, use weapons, and patiently help Wayne overcome the fear in his heart. As a teacher, the preacher was puzzled by karma, and Duka did everything he could.
But Wayne responded to Master Ninja in this way. He set fire to Master Ninja’s house, bombed his hometown, and destroyed most of his subordinates~EbookFREE.me~ broke his foundation, and later fell asleep. daughter.
The angry master ninja decided to take revenge on Wayne and destroy Gotham City in front of him!
Well, I can't make up anymore, the above is purely verbal. Master Ninja wants to destroy Gotham for a day or two. As for the reason... it doesn’t matter. The boss wants to do bad things, do you need a reason?
Master Ninja has planned everything. He wants to destroy Gotham with poison gas and re-establish a new order after the destruction.
"Bruce, I taught you to hide in the dark to fear the enemy, but I didn't let you pretend to be a bat... What a ridiculous outfit!" Duka chuckled, picked up the map around him, and looked at the important place of the plan.
Arkham Asylum!
"This is the starting point for the destruction of Gotham. The mission must not be missed. I don't want to see failure. Do you understand?" Duka knows how to stop the warriors he carefully trained in a lunatic asylum.
No one responded, and the people in black stood up, ready to complete the task.
"and many more……"
Duka said suddenly and pondered for a while: "There is always a bad premonition. To be on the safe side, I will personally lead the team this time!"
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