The Death Knell

Chapter 4323 A big gift

"Aha! I'm here, little Bat. It's a wonderful night, isn't it? Gothamites are celebrating the 'Rich Day' again, oh, it really makes my stomach hurt from laughing, hehehehehe."

After Batman made his move, how could the Joker, an old rival, not know that his plan had been discovered? He simply stopped hiding and laughed loudly, attracting Batman's attention.

The pale lunatic picked up a pair of knives and forks from the table nearby and struck out dots of firelight in the darkness. You can see that at some moments, he laughed so hard that his entire tongue hung out of his mouth. The eyes looked more like they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Batman came silently not far away from him, hiding under his cloak, carrying the cold air and moisture brought from the outdoors, and a demonic hoarse voice came out through the voice changer:

"Have you had enough fun?"

The Dark Knight rarely speaks questions, except when facing the Joker.

"Oh, Bat, you really make me sad. The game has just begun. Patience, I haven't done anything yet. I want to know how far you will go to protect this room of criminals hiding under the Order. Hoho.”

The clown laughed and shook his head, then jumped around and attacked with a knife and fork, as if he was going to dig out the bat's eyeballs and eat them, while shouting:

"Okay, you are still so serious. In fact, I don't want to know that boring thing at all. It's just a joke! Haha! Smile, bat, will the gift make you happy? Guess, I'll prepare it for you this time What gift? How will it help you? Hahaha"

But the Dark Knight's answer was only silence, and he struggled with the Joker in the dark.

The clown's fighting skills are messy, but it is difficult for ordinary fighting experts to deal with him because he is always unexpected and has no rules.

But if you really want to talk about it, Batman can definitely beat the Joker in fighting, just like Deathstroke can beat Deadpool every time.

But the strange thing is that he often stays in a stalemate with the clown for a long time, listening to the other party's nonsense and jokes with a blank expression, until the clown can't think of any new jokes in a short time.

He used the barbed gauntlet on his forearm to deflect the fork that attacked his face, and deflected the knife that attacked his neck by tilting his head. At the same time, he turned sideways to avoid the very concealed attack of the acid florets, and landed on the clown's face. Hit him with a punch.

But after the punch, the clown who flew out and knocked over two tables became even more excited. He laughed and got up and continued to attack:

"Yes! Yes! That's it, this is the time for us naughty boys, we can paint each other's nail polish, hahahahaha! Red! Oooh, hahahaha!"

Not to mention, his blood stained the bat's fist red, and it actually looked a bit like it.

"How much do you know about the murder at Gotham PD tonight?"

Batman didn't follow the Joker crazy, but chose to ask questions. He wanted to get a little help from the Joker.

Even though the white-faced madman seems to not care about anything, Gotham is as important to him as it is to Batman, so the Dark Knight believes that the Joker must have information on the 'other side'. …

"Oh? Oh? Haha? Oh?"

First, he deliberately made a surprised expression on his face, and then he began to dance convulsively. He was about to twist around and give Batman a knife, but he said:

"Look at you, I just prepared a joke for tonight, and your attention went to others? If I said that I killed that old immortal, would you kill me? Ah? Yes. Kill me? Suck!"

He has been playing games with Batman these days. The result of the last game was that the "laughing point" was lost, and the new female assistant was now thrown into Arkham.

But the Joker doesn't care. Arkham is like home to him. The Joker can arrange the jokes whenever he wants.

She told someone a few days ago that she didn't want to come out because she was busy uniting the new sisters inside. She wanted to prove that she was more suitable for the clown than Harley in the past, so she was forming the 'Laughing Point Gang'.

The members of Harley's gang were of varying quality. Some were prostitutes who were starving to death on the streets, and some were mentally retarded and unfit for crime. Harley picked them all up and kept them for fun, just like raising pets. , can't help Mr. J at all.

But her new Laughing Gang is completely different. She has severe delusions and paranoia, and wants to compete with the Harley of the past. Therefore, she develops her own team among the female patients of Arkham, so she has to Much higher.

The Joker's attitude towards this is also indifferent. No matter how many soldiers he has, they are all expendable. He only cares that no one will interrupt his game with Batman.

"You know." Batman didn't say that the person being replaced was an old lady. The Joker said it first, which proved that he knew.

But the clown stopped answering. He tilted his head and thought to himself: "We can form an improv team, do a global tour, and then open a Twitter channel, which I will share with you. How about it?" ?”

"Answer my question!" Batman rushed over, grabbed the clown's collar, and punched him in the belly with his fist.

He struck so hard that the sandbag's feet were off the ground and his body bent like a shrimp.

But the clown was still laughing, vomiting blood and laughing:

"I'm laughing at you, Bat, because everything is getting interesting, you want a witness, and I'm a sunflower, and you don't have any other friends? Now you're asking the sunflower to talk? Hahahahahaha"

"Sunflower, you installed a bomb." Bat continued to attack his old enemy.

"Yes, yes, ahem, and it's not just here. You guessed it again, bat. Then you also answer a question for me. How much do you think the rest of your life is worth without me? Oh, you and I both understand. We We should sit down at the little white table in the park, have a cup of coffee, and eat a pie. Now, are you ready to watch the fireworks?"

With that said, the clown who was being beaten did not try to parry the attack at all, but reached out to touch the belly of the bat. The spikes in the cuffs immediately penetrated the uniform and released a powerful electric current, forcing Batman to let go. Handed.

The two sides distanced themselves and began to breathe.

"You have N metal." Bat touched his belly. His hand was covered with blood, but it was just a skin injury.

"Deathstroke gave it to me, do you like it? I helped him, and he gave me some good things." The clown wiped his nose and found that his hands were also full of blood, which made him even happier: "Ha, By the way, the nail polish is done, it’s time to proceed to the next step.”

After that, the Joker threw a picture at the bat, and it flew towards Batman's face like a playing card.

With the help of the night vision system in the helmet, Bat was able to clearly see the contents of the photo in mid-air while dodging. It was a man wearing a death knell uniform tied to a chair, and behind him were some strangely dressed masked mercenaries, holding a Guns on alert.

Batman knew that this should be the police assassin.

He was caught by the clown, because his actions today were equivalent to blocking the clown's way.

Today is the day the Joker wants to play a game. He only allows Batman to play with himself, outsider? You can't play in Gotham.

"See clearly? My dear Bat, this is the ultimate prize I have prepared for you tonight, hee hee! A new fake Deathstroke, a meaningless clue that the Justice League wants! Oh, but he was hidden by me Get up, are you ready to join my game now? Do you want to listen to the questions? The first level is very easy, just listen, listen, hahahahahahaha."

The madman grabbed his green hair, shaking his head like a bobblehead, and extended an invitation to Batman in the same tone as before.

And he knew the bat wouldn't miss.

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