Vol 7 Chapter 69: When you are a villain, you have to do the work of the villain.

Night, Gotham, for Ke Wen, the unusual night seemed to last for a long time. From this night, his identity changed and he became a public enemy. With the change of their identity, some people in the affected world have noticed some of the realities, but for Gotham City, where folk customs are simple, this is not as good as the night highway drag racing program.
Of course, the current Gotham is much better than before. The most unstable and susceptible guy was locked in Arkham Asylum. The big brothers who divided Gotham's underground forces also guarded their own one-thirds of the acres, as long as they did not cross the boundary, plus the biggest black evil head Batman watched on his head, and a multi-angle analysis of the Batman comics The past, present, and future of the city of Gotham.
Let the citizens of Gotham who were originally insensitive to their lives begin to slowly have expectations for the future, and work hard for this expectation of not knowing whether they will succeed. This sinful city that should have been abandoned and forgotten by the world as a place of criminal exile seems to have begun to usher in her new life, but all this has also changed with Ke Wen's unusual night.
Salvation, or depravity, also went to an uncertain future on this night.
Three o'clock in the morning, Wayne Manor underground, inside the Bat Cave. Dick, who was unable to sleep because of his vigorous energy, was working two horizontal bar fitness equipment there, constantly completing various difficult movements that various gymnastic athletes could not complete in one breath, and sleeping with an old butler who returned to sleep In the preparation for the supper after Dick's exercise, at the same time, on the big computer of the bat cave, there was also a looping scene of Ke Wen killing William.
"It's rare to see how you can't sleep, Master Dick, when was the last time you couldn't sleep, oh, the first night you were adopted by Master Bruce."
Alfred, who was ready for supper, looked at Dick, who was consuming his energy, and recalled there. While listening to Alfred, Dick loosened the horizontal bar, turned 720 degrees in the air and landed steadily, the original dry sports vest was soaked immediately when Dick exhaled, wiping himself with a towel, sitting There, watching the delicious supper, there is no appetite.
Just turned around and took a bottle of Vita lemon tea from the refrigerator and drank it there.
"Don't always talk about my embarrassment, Alfred, to be honest, I don't even know why I can't sleep."
Seeing that Dick had no appetite for supper, the old housekeeper also brought it to the side, followed Dick's eyes, and looked at the repetitive picture on the screen, and said.
"Is it because of him, this alien Faiz, he killed the Kamen Rider Faiz."
"That's the problem, Alfred." After drinking the Vita Lemon Tea in one breath, Dick sat there and looked at the old housekeeper. "He is a murderer, I should not know him, but my heart tells I, I know him, and I believe in him very much. When I saw him as a murderer, I was angry, not because he killed, but why he wanted to kill, who forced him to do so, the one who forced him Bastard is the reason for my anger, I think I must be crazy."
Talking about the doubts in his heart, Dick was also a little irritable and squeezed out the cans in his hands to aside. The old butler just stepped forward and patted Dick's shoulder to comfort.
"If you have doubts in your heart, go find out. Master Dick, don't forget, your teacher is the greatest detective in the world. As his student, son, shouldn't you learn something? By the way, when did you like to drink Vita Lemon Tea?"
Alfred's purely curious rhetorical question also made Dick stunned and looked at the tin can that was thrown aside by him. Then he realized what he had just drunk. But he couldn't remember when he likes to drink this drink, as if it was a habit, but he forgot who the person who gave him the habit.
Just as Dick was puzzled by his sudden change, a harsh alarm sounded on the bat cave computer, interrupting Dick and Alfred's thoughts. The two looked at the large screen of the computer with a serious expression, because this siren was specially designed to identify an old opponent, the clown. Only he would let Batman specially make this kind of siren. On the screen, Batman's cameras arranged in all corners of Gotham also saw the clown enter the city government building with Halle Quinn and a group of men.
"Clown?! This guy just returned so decently?"
Dick was also surprised when he saw this scene appearing on the computer. At this time, he had no time to think about why he was angry because of this picture. The clown was the top priority. Without much thought, when the clown appeared on the screen, Dick also put on his night-wing uniform for the first time, and was ready to leave on a bat locomotive, but just after he got on the car, he saw that he should be on it. Batman, who sleeps with Selena, is already sitting in a Batmobile.
"You can all climb up?"
Batman cast a disapproving gaze, causing Dick to close his mouth without saying a word of nonsense, and proceeded from the opened door to the city government building to deal with the old opponent. And the old housekeeper Alfred is also packing things there, and is responsible for the regulation and control on the bat computer as a logistics, but he is also attracting attention by a box because it says: Give the most respect The old man, Alfred Panives.
"Well? Who gave me this gift, why can't I remember it." With doubts, Alfred opened the box, saw the contents inside, fixed his eyes, and closed it quietly, " It's really a great gift."
After that, he sat in front of the computer, watched the two spots representing Batman and Dick, and moved on the Gotham map.
In the Gotham city government building, from the mayor to the staff, they were all controlled at this time, blocking their mouths and tying their hands and feet, so they were concentrated to one side, and there was also a smile marked with N2O around them. But this is different from the laughter on the market, adding a special laughter of clown toxin. At this time, the clowns took out a pocket knife in their hands and danced the flamenco dance steps on the stage to the microphone.
I tapped on the microphone with my finger, "cough, now it's joke time, ah, it feels good to be home."
With a nervous laugh, the clown stood there, entertaining himself. The mayor on the side was looking at the neuropathy in horror. He hadn’t even thought about how the neuropathy would come out of the Arkham Asylum. He had clearly set a charter to let the neuropathy stay in Arkham. For a lifetime.
After telling a few jokes that made him laugh, the clown stood there and laughed, and only Halle was cooperating with him, understanding the content of his own jokes, and the rest, his own men were just a word. He looked at his boss without speaking, daring not to speak. And this kind of indifference also made the clown who was still laughing just now slapped Hallie aside.
"Pudding!" For the clown who suddenly started to beat herself, Halle also showed a sad look, looking at her lover.
The clown ignored Hallie directly, took her knife and walked to the mayor, looking at him.
"Why not laugh! Isn't the joke I'm telling funny?"
But the mayor can give any answer. If he is not blocked, he must cooperate with a smirk, but he can’t keep up with the clown mentality. The clown just crouched in front of him, holding his face in his hands. And he can also feel the coldness of the clown holding the knife in his right hand, making him scream there, trying to make the clown take off the cloth on his mouth and let him explain all this.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Uncle Clown is very sad. Since that's the case, let Uncle Joker tell you the story of Uncle Clown. Do you want to know about the scar on the smile of Uncle Joker?"
When he heard that the clown was going to talk about his debut, the mayor collapsed, nodded, and shook his head. In anxiety, the pants were wet, and a smell came out, but the clown It was the same as not smelling, still smiling there. The people around him saw that the mayor was so disoriented, and did not cast a disdainful look on him. In the face of this neuropathy, it was a hero without a first collapse. It was just a matter of urinating pants.
Just as the clown was about to start, the originally brightly lit hall of the city hall went dark. This familiar way of opening allowed the clown to know who was looking for himself. He stood up like this, looking at a dark city hall. In an environment where ordinary people could not see, the clown's eyes kept staring at a figure moving in the dark, watching him walking through the darkness, turning himself One by one down.
He didn't do anything until the lights came back on, his men were knocked down in the hall of the city hall, and Halle was caught by Dick. The hostage who was still with him just now was rescued. The clown smile that he carefully prepared was gathered to the side. In a flash, the clown became alone, and Batman was standing opposite him.
"Yes, Batboy, you really love me the most. I just came home and you came to pick me up. Come and give Uncle Joker one."
With that said, the clown opened his hand and made a embrace motion. As far as the clown is concerned, Batman will not even tell him a nonsense unless necessary. Just like now, before entering the city government building, he has already checked the city government building. Without any followers, he has only eyes. The men who were overthrown were alone with Halle and the clown.
In this case, if you have any words, go to the Arkham Asylum House to have a good chat. With this idea, Batman stepped forward with one arrow, and slammed his fist towards the face of the clown.
But then, the clown's behavior once again made Batman stop his movements, and even puzzled. Because the clown who just opened his hand to make a embrace motion just like this, he lifted his open hands high above his head, and then a tiger fell to the ground, his knees hit the ground heavily, and made a loud noise, there was no other The movement is exactly like this, Batman also stopped his punching, watching the clown with his hands on his knees.
"What are you doing, clown."
"Don't you see, I'm surrendering to you, Batboy, for you, I can give up all resistance~"
Looking at the clown on his knees, Batman also cast his gaze on it, pondering a little, and the fist that had just stopped halfway was still printed on the clown's face, flying it away. Lying on the ground, licking the blood on the finger, the clown still said there.
"It's still the familiar force, now, you caught me, haha, hahaha!"
Twenty minutes later, the Gotham Police Station was also surrounded by the city government building, and the clown's minions were escorted into the car one by one. Finally, it was the clown held by Batman and Halle controlled by Dick. Director Gordon, who arrived at the scene, also heard what Batman described there.
"Huh? You said that the clown surrendered on his knees without even touching his hand? Are you sure?!" Gordon chuckled and looked at the clown who was put in the car at this time. Although he knew that the clown was a neuropathy, it was like this one. He didn't expect the neurological behavior.
"Yes, you both contacted me and understood his character. This time, I will him to Arkham personally. For some information, I still need to ask him out of his mouth." Batman glanced at the car , Pondered for a while, and continued: "For the safety of the people in your car, he took my car."
"Well, okay, it's just that the clown also plays the surrender trick. I didn't expect it, wouldn't it be that his ancestor was French?"
After Gordon gave a hand to France, he also agreed to the request of Batman, and at the same time, he looked at Harley, who was also controlled.
"What about her?"
"I will let Nightwing take to the Bat Cave, don't worry, I will handle it."
"Understood, then, go with me to Arkham, I have to watch this guy."
Didn’t struggle with Batman in this respect. After confirmation, Gordon drove the police car and the clown who was transferred to the Batmobile. Watched by Batman, he drove in the direction of Arkham Asylum , Ready to be locked in Arkham Asylum again. And Dick could only carry Halle, who was blowing bubble gum, back to the bat cave.
On the other side, after the end of the Metropolis hand, Ke Wen also left the Metropolis, lifting the transformation of the alien Faiz, and walking on the streets of Nasino. At present, it seems that he is only divided by Manhattan on behalf of Kamen Rider~EbookFREE.me~ But as Ke Wen’s identity, he has not been affected. Although Ke Wen does not know the meaning of Manhattan, he does not Will just sit back and die.
Finally, after glancing at the three Kara who helped the firefighters in the city and the police maintain order, Ke Wen also turned and left. A magic circle also lights up from his wrist, and then, a space door opens.
"Although you may have been affected by Dr. Manhattan's memory, it doesn't matter. Anyway, my current identity is a criminal, which just meets your membership requirements, but I also want to know if you still remember the men who are on the bank of Daming Lake. , It’s just to help seniors try your loyalty."
With a bit of a funny smile, Ke Wen also walked in from the space door anchored in coordinates, the space door closed, and in the next second, Ke Wen appeared at the Illuminati Mobile Base Camp pinned in the earth's subspace , The entrance to the War Fortress.
Looking at the tightly closed door, Ke Wen took a deep breath and kicked it on the door, while reading aloud.
"Open the door! Vandal Savage, open the door for me! You have the ability to hook up other men here, don't you have the ability to open the door~"
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