The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

Batman's identity is a secret in the first American comic 612, and this secret is well known to everyone. "Ms. Harley Quinzel, you are smiling very happily now.

 But have you ever thought that you were actually given up by the clown?

 Look around you!

Bruce Wayne! Me, Jason Todd, the red hood, and Deadshot.”

This lineup is enough to make you unable to leave!

  Jason Todd’s eyes seemed to contain strong murderous intent.

But Harley Quinn is not afraid at all.

“Hmm~ So what?

  What unspeakable things are you going to do to me?”

 Harley Quinn's eyes widened and she sat on the seat with a cute posture.

This look...seems to be a bit hopeful?

 “I mean, you’ve been abandoned by your little pudding.

He will not come to rescue you because he knows that he cannot rescue you from our hands!"

 Jason Todd took out a submachine gun as he spoke, and then opened the safety of the submachine gun.

 “Hmm, what happens next~”

 Harley Quinn's eyes widened even more, and her body began to sway a little.

Hmm...there's something wrong with this posture.

"I said……"

 “Okay, Ms. Jason Harley Quinzel will be imprisoned,

 I think this outcome will be good for you and me."

 Wayne clapped his palms with the mace in his hand. The sound was not pleasant.

 It's a bit strange anyway, the sound is like celery being broken.

By the way, the sound of celery being broken is sometimes used as a dubbing in movies, just like the crisp sound of broken bones.

“Lock him up? Put him in your Arkham Asylum? Oh no! It’s Arkham General Hospital now.

 Do you think this is useful?

That place is a living hell,

 The guys inside may have been normal people before going in.

 But absolutely no one who can come out from it is normal!

 Have you forgotten who this Harley Quinn is?

 She is the doctor in Arkham Asylum!

Then what!?

 A doctor was infected by a patient!

 And he’s mentally ill!”

  Jason Todd is a little grumpy, this guy has a pretty good temper.

 But after he died once, he became like this.

Perhaps it’s because Batman always plays a run-and-gun game with the Joker instead of avenging him.

Hate is something that is hard to let go of.

 And this is not something that can be put down just by someone saying, "Put it down."

“Excuse me, you’ve mentioned Arkham Asylum more than once.

 I want to know what this place is for?

  Why are the people who speak out so abnormal?”

 Uncle Ben was sweating on his forehead, although he still didn't know exactly where Arkham Asylum was.

 But at least he already understands that this place is dangerous.

 Previously he said that he was going to Arkham to find a job.

“This was originally a simple lunatic asylum, but later it became a gathering place for criminals who issued mental illness certificates in order to get out of their crimes.”

 Death Shooter said quietly, but looked at Harley Quinn with his eyes fixed.

 Obviously, he still hasn’t given up the idea of ​​finding the Joker in Harley Quinn.

 After all, who in Gotham City doesn’t know that the Joker is the King of Crime?

 And Harley Quinn was his princess in the past.

 Say they gave up on each other?

 This is like a joke.

 The love story of two madmen may be quite interesting.

 But most people may not be able to take back the communication between them.

 “Dirty politicians and rich people, why can’t they get away with this kind of thing everywhere?”

 Uncle Ben said hesitantly.

 “Little pudding abandoned me, guess what?”

 Harley Quinn suddenly spoke, and these words successfully attracted the attention of everyone present.

 “He said he would come to me.

Of course, the same goes for me to go find him.”

 Harley Quinn's eyes were still wide open, and her body began to tremble slightly.

That kind of picture is somewhat inappropriate for children.

 Like a wagging tail?

Well, it’s a pity that Harley Quinn doesn’t have a tail...

 That looks like a docked Corgi trying to wag its tail.

 It almost tastes like this.

 “How to find him?”

 Wayne stood directly in front of Harley Quinn, with deep eyes!

The Joker will be a problem as long as he exists, but Wayne just won't kill the Joker completely.

 If you don’t kill someone, why can’t you hand the clown over to those who have a grudge against the clown?

 The answer is no.

 At least not here in Wayne.

 The guardian of the law against the law, this is Batman.

This has become a symbol of this city, which is quite ironic anyway.

“Shouldn’t this question be asked of you?

 Big Bat, aren’t you the best at finding him?

Isn’t it that I came here just to ask you to help me find him?

 Haha~”

Harley Quinn still said with a smile.

　　This is probably the expression.

 A bit, um... flirty?

“I don’t think we can solve the problem by staying here.

 So Wayne, can you find a place that is secluded enough?”

 Death Shooter said this.

 Originally, he planned to commit suicide directly and then find an opportunity to accompany his daughter.

Having nothing to love in life was what he thought at that time.

 But things are different now, the clown is not dead!

Then the existence of Deadshot still has meaning!

“Jason, take Tim back.

 Now we really need a place where we can talk about things.”

 Wayne said this, and then pulled Harley Quinn out of the car window without ceremony.

 Harley Quinn was as slippery as a loach, and the part that looked like it would be stuck by the car window passed smoothly.

“Mr. Ben, please sit in Jason’s car.

 It is very dangerous for me to have Ms. Harley Quinzel in my car.”

 Wayne was polite as always.

 But he ignored Deadshot intentionally or unintentionally.

 After all, among the people present, only Deadshot was his enemy.

  Jason Todd was his Robin after all, and Jason brought the Spidey family.

  Naturally, I want to get closer to him.

 So the group of people went directly to a sufficiently "hidden" place.

 …

 “Are you Batman?”

Deadshot said this when he saw the iconic Batmobile.

 It was obvious that he wanted to show surprise.

But I made several expressions, but I still didn’t have the maturity to express that kind of shock.

 “Okay, I pretty much know it from you.

 My identity is not really a secret, is it?”

 Wayne said this while holding the mace.

“Sure, white, rich, about the same age.

 Full of a naive sense of responsibility.

so what?

 Master Bruce Wayne.

 Do you think there is another person like you in Gotham City?

Stop it!

Although your equipment has been modified, don’t forget what I do!

 I am a killer, so I naturally have my own channels to obtain equipment.

 So I only have to see the equipment you are wearing once, and I almost know what it is.

 For example, body armor is not purchased in large quantities by the military because it is a bit heavy.

I have a set of this stuff at home."

 Deadshot rolled his eyes.

 Then we turned left and right to visit the Batcave.

“I would say that if you go to other cities, your identity will be better hidden.

A masked vigilante who wants to change Gotham City wholeheartedly. Who would believe you if you were not a native of Gotham?

 With all your familiarity with Gotham, who else could you possibly deceive?"

  Jason Todd said, showing off his white teeth.

When Batman catches criminals, he uses all kinds of detours to make money and block the way.

 Who among those blocked is not a local snake?

This kind of road that even local snakes can't figure out is clear to Batman. This is already a big enough flaw.

 In the past, most criminals were afraid of Batman, and that wasn't just because of how strong Bruce Wayne was as Batman.

 It’s that this man really has the power to change Gotham City, but he just turns a blind eye.

 So in order to keep Wayne immersed in this game that never ends, these criminals made a tacit agreement not to mention his identity.

 Why do rich people want to go to so much trouble to change the world, and then they have to do it themselves and make themselves look like monsters?

 As long as Wayne Group spreads the word, it will jointly develop Gotham City with other capital tycoons.

 As long as the upper echelons of this country are given even a little benefit, the speed of change here will definitely be far beyond Batman's imagination.

　　It is not so much that Gotham City created the Batman we are today, but rather that Batman continues the way Gotham City exists.

 A capitalist gives up his greatest power and instead plays an undercover boss game with his workers.

This is why the Joker doesn’t treat Batman as a joke.

“So should I just kill all these criminals?”

Batman came up with a slightly scary idea.

“Perhaps, there are always bad guys anyway, but people will definitely kill one less one.”

  Jason Todd said casually.

 Then he placed Tim Drake’s body on the research table.

“I’ve heard of Batman, and I think Batman is a real hero.

 Of course killing people is bad, so Batman, who believes in the law, is the only superhero I fully recognize."

 Uncle Ben comforted Wayne with some awkward words.

 Perhaps not a comfort, that's what he thought.

A guy like Spider-Man who has experienced school bullying and workplace bullying can grow into a superhero,

 Also has a very positive outlook on life.

I have to say that Uncle Ben definitely taught him this.

Of course, there is Aunt Mei.

 This is an upright and kind-hearted couple, full of love and hope for the world.

Maybe they are just one mutation away from becoming superheroes.

 “I didn’t intend to kill anyone, I was just looking for a topic.”

 Wayne glanced at his former ear assistant who was placed on the research table, his expression a little downcast.

Perhaps the reason why Gotham City became such a sinful city really has something to do with him.

 A guy who can easily affect the lives of everyone in this city naively believes that fear can bring justice.

This approach is somewhat problematic.

“By the way, did you notice anything unusual when you were operating in the city?”

 As Wayne said this, he was mainly asking about Deadshot.

 After all, Jason Todd just came back from New York.

 “Abnormal things?

The most unusual thing is that there is no crime in Gotham City, but do you think it is possible?

 What is normal in this city? What is abnormal?”

 Deadshot responded unceremoniously to Wayne.

“I mean I saw some strange light or something.”

 Wayne said as he put on his gloves.

 The next thing he had to do was to examine Tim Drake's body.

 This thing is just a clone?

 Wrong!

 According to the clown's habit, this is probably another person who has been plastic surgery to look like Tim.

“I saw a huge demon and a blond strong man confronting each other in a certain street.

 Then the demon turned into a ray of light and disappeared above the strong man's heavenly spirit cap.

Speaking of which, that strong man doesn’t look young at all, but I dare say that even Bain wouldn’t be able to lift a finger from him.”

 Death Shooter found a place to sit down while adjusting his firearm.

“I said, don’t you have any guns in this place?

Or are you going to let me throw darts and kill people like the famous Bullseye in New York?"

 After Deadshot finished speaking, he originally planned to listen to what Wayne had to say.

 But there was no answer.

 So he raised his head.

 “Hey, what are you doing in this circle?”

Deadshot watched Wayne dive into the portal.

 He himself looked confused.

It’s not that he has never seen people with superpowers, but this is the first time he has seen Wayne’s method like this.

“Floyd, instead of worrying about Wayne, you should worry about this guy in front of us.”

  Jason Todd blocked the Parker family behind him, already dual-wielding submachine guns in his hands.

A woman who looked messy and dirty at first glance stayed in the shadows, with a crooked face like a female ghost in an island horror movie.

Forehead……

　　Not the kind of female ghost who climbs into bed and is covered with burly men.

 “What the hell is this?”

The moment Deadshot spoke, the special gun on his wrist sprayed bullets directly.

 This guy's bullets are definitely faster than his words.

 For a sharpshooter who has never missed a target, this honor does not come easily at all.

 The woman? The ghost? shook her body, and the bullet seemed to have no impact on her.

 Judging from that expression, it must feel terrible to be hit by a bullet.

 A folder fell directly on the ground in front of Deadshot and Jason Todd.

This woman or female ghost simply disappeared.

 “I said, is this guy here to deliver a letter?”

  Jason Todd spread his arms, with the submachine guns in his hands pointing in two directions.

 In fact, this posture does not have much effect other than being cool. After all, Jason Todd cannot see both the front and back directions at the same time.

“I don’t know, but I think the person she is looking for is not us.

 As for this document, do we want to take a look at it?”

Death Shooter looked at the folder on the ground with some confusion.

Of course I have to be embarrassed, although Batman's identity is not much of a secret.

But it’s a consensus not to reveal this secret, and that woman or female ghost couldn’t come here specifically to find Deadshot in Batman’s lair, right?

 Her purpose can only be Bruce Wayne.

The great Batman Bruce Wayne has already appeared on the sacred mountain of Harrogath.

　　He already knew enough information from Deadshot's simple statement.

 The devil turned into a ray of light and entered the Tianling Cap?

This is the state that Bulcaisel will have when he kills another Hell Demon King.

Wayne still knows about the existence of the Dark Soul Stone.

He even confirmed one thing from Bulcaisuo's mouth, that is, the Dark Soul Stone is not only a cage used to deal with the Demon King of Hell.

It is also the only position on Bulcaisel that can be regarded as a weakness!

 Wayne is a little worried!

 He was not ready to face Bulcasso, and he had not even thought of the simplest plan.

 This time he came to inquire about the situation.