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Chapter 757 Joker
"That's why Portelia became what she is now."

After telling Henry Duca the reasons why Portelia became what she is now, she grabbed Portelia's hand at the end of the season. Portelia smiled, her eyes full of satisfaction, without any reluctance.

There was a look of relief in Henry Duka's eyes, and he said: "It can be seen that she is very suitable for you!".

"Yeah, it suits me very well!" Ji Mo nodded.

"grandfather!"

While talking, the door of Henry Duka's room was pushed open, and a child who seemed to be only three or four years old ran in hastily, while a woman looked at the child helplessly, Said: "Run slowly, Damian! Forgot what I taught you?".

"Oh!" The child responded obediently, shrank his neck in fear, slowed down, and walked over.

"Miranda!" Seeing the woman, Ji Mo said hello, but Miranda was taken aback, and then said: "Hello, Ji Mo.".

"This is? Your and Bruce's son?" Seeing Henry Duka hugging the child with a smile, Ji Mo asked in a low voice.

Miranda nodded, with a strange expression on her face, as if she was not angry but also helpless, and Henry Duca said coldly: "This child has nothing to do with him!".

"What happened?" At the end of the season, a question mark flashed in his mind, looking at Henry Duka, and thinking of Batman's weird attitude when he met Batman, his face was full of doubts.

Henry Duca sighed and said, "It's hard to say!".

At the end of the season, he leaned on the sofa, as Henry Duca said before, and said: "Then speak slowly! There is plenty of time!".

Henry Duka was stunned. After hugging Damian on the sofa, he smiled wryly and began to tell.

……

Gotham is a city forever surrounded by crime and darkness. Under the superficial glitz, there is filth hidden in the dark alleys. Crime incidents never stop and can even be seen everywhere.

As the superhero guarding the city, Batman retired after the nuclear bomb incident, and started a two-person world with Miranda.

After the nuclear bomb incident, Gotham has also changed a little, and crimes are gradually decreasing. In this sinful city shrouded in darkness, it seems that you can gradually feel the warmth of the sun.

However, crime is only slowly decreasing. It still takes a lot of time and unremitting efforts of righteous people to bring about qualitative changes in this dark city.

However, this is also a good phenomenon. Of course, this good meaning is only for some people.

As time passes, Gotham looks more and more full of light, and the evil in the darkness becomes more and more dissatisfied and impatient.

This is the soil they live in, and they don't want to be driven out just like that, reduced to ashes under the sun's rays.

However, they are helpless, because Batman is like a sharp blade hanging above everyone's head. Anyone who dares to reach out will be chopped with a knife, and that knife will be heartbreaking and even cause bleeding.

In the dark alley, after a high-pitched scream, it became strangely quiet.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" He licked his lips, a mouth that looked a bit ferocious, showing a weird smile, while sucking his nose deeply, with a weird smile on his face, he said gently to the woman struggling under him : "Don't worry, don't worry, it won't hurt, look at me, yes, smile like me!".

The woman opened her eyes wide in horror, her tear glands seemed to have collapsed, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Laugh, who can laugh at this time?
"Come on, do it with me, laugh!" The man pursed his lips and showed a very happy smile again, but in this atmosphere and situation, instead of making people feel relaxed, it made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

Tears soaked the woman's face.

"Hehe, it seems that you just can't learn to laugh." He muttered dissatisfiedly, and the man in the long purple suit stretched out his hand to wipe the woman's neck, a cold light flashed, and immediately blood gushed out, and the woman struggled violently.

And the more she struggled, the faster the blood flowed.

"Look, at this moment, people are no different from a chicken that has been killed, blood, struggle, and then..."

"die!"

"Pfft!"

Throwing away the corpse in his hand, the man in the purple long suit looked at the blood stained on his fingers, and frowned somewhat dissatisfied, but after seeing the woman's face completely stained with tears, Excitedly, he stretched out his blood-stained finger, and drew two strokes at the corner of the woman's mouth.

Suddenly, a face full of tears but with a strange smile replaced the woman's face.

"Tsk tsk, what a masterpiece!" After looking at it, the man in the purple long suit jumped up happily on the spot, wiped two hands on the woman's chest, and after wiping off the last bit of blood, a poker slipped out of his sleeve , fell between the man's fingers.

"How about leaving it there?"

"It seems to be windy now, it will be bad if it blows away!"

"By the way, just put it here..."

Following the nervous murmur of the man, the man laughed and inserted the poker in his hand into the wound on the corpse's neck.

"Look, I'm so smart!"

The man in the purple suit looked very proud. When he stood up, he showed a big smiling face. On his pale face, a pair of bright red lips with scars were extremely conspicuous.

"Oh hehe..." The man sniffed lightly, and said intoxicatedly: "Yes, it's this smell, chaos, death, sin...".

"But!" Suddenly the man opened his palm angrily, scratched himself twice as if mad, and said, "I can feel that the madness and chaos in this city are slowly decreasing!".

"Hoohoo!"

Like a lunatic, he was panting violently on the spot. The man's face seemed angry but not angry, and seemed to be smiling but not smiling. In the dark alley, in front of the strange corpse, it looked extremely horrifying and made people shudder.

"Hey, this can't be done..."

In the end, a crazy and chilling smile appeared on the man's face.

"Hey, this can't be done..."

The man stood up straight like a martyr, stretched out his hand to comb his messy hair meticulously, and said seriously: "This is really not possible...".

After the words fell, the man stepped into the darkness and disappeared, but there were indistinct and insane laughter from the darkness.

An increasingly bloody smell filled the entire alley, and the figure on the blood-stained poker card on the corpse also seemed to show a bloody smile.

That's a trump card, the so-called Joker!

　PS: Haha, I wrote Zod as Sade yesterday, and now I have corrected it, thank you for reminding me!
　　
　
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