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Chapter 66 I, the King of Tricky

Joker, the most terrifying and dangerous criminal in Gotham City.

Even the villain stayed away from him.

He has a very high IQ and behaves madly. No one can predict his thoughts. Going deep into his heart, even the Joker girl Harley Quinn can’t do it.

His existence is always accompanied by chaos, disorder, and his chilling laughter.

He thinks Batman is his only worthy opponent. He enjoys fighting against Batman. In his eyes, Batman is true love.

He wants to torture Batman, make Batman collapse, and make Batman admit that his inner world is just as crazy as himself!

Joker’s behavior, even Lex Luthor and all DC villains will have the same idea. There are three kinds of people in the world, heroes, villains…

And Joker!

So, it’s useless to lick Joker. Let’s take a look at the end of Harley Quinn. Every time he is abused to the death, he must be a tool man and continue to work for Joker.

Since you can’t understand Joker’s heart, there is no need to be on the surface with him.

After Mu Qiu returned to the room, Joker also closed the door.

Both of them are planning something.

However, Mu Qiu’s plan was implemented a bit faster.

He put on several layers of clothes, wrapped a quilt around his head, tried the thickness, and laughed.

“Ninfa! Shadow imitation!”

A shadow followed Mu Qiu’s feet, went out, and went straight to Joker’s room!

Joker was still messing with the gas that he didn’t know what it was. Mu Qiuying searched indiscriminately and finally connected him.

“It’s in!” Mu Qiu felt the link of the shadow and smiled unkindly.

“What’s the situation with me? How do I feel like a puppet?” Joker was surprised, his body was out of control.

“Side effects of chemicals in chemical plants?” He was still wondering, but his fist was raised.

“What the hell!”

Even though Joker is super intellect, he is incomprehensible in his heart, which is a bit surprised at this time.

“Boom!”

Joker’s fist went straight to his face, and he bleeds his nose…

On the other side of the door, Mu Qiu was wrapped in the quilt, his punch on the quilt didn’t feel at all.

“Ah! Haunted!?”

“Is that you? Jenny?”

Joker yelled inexplicably, but his fists didn’t stop, “Bang!” Another punch hit his eye sockets, and his eyes became panda eyes!

“Damn! Who is it!”

“Boom!”

Another punch hits Joker’s chin!

The ugly master was still yelling there, and one accidentally bit his tongue.

His funny “gurgling” looks even more ridiculous than all the appearances of the poor.

Mu Qiu still felt uncomfortable listening to the screams next door. He opened his mouth to reveal two rows of teeth.

Pointed his fist at himself…

Joker also made a corresponding action, he said uneasy: “Don’t…don’t…you don’t make a joke!”

“Boom!”

“what!”

With a full punch, Joker’s teeth were loosened by two, and his fist was pierced by the tooth.

“Boom!”

It was another punch, and when the punch went down, a tooth fell out directly.

Dozens of punches in a row…

The Ugly Lord was still determined, and finally survived the control of shadow imitation.

He bleeds and looked around, looking bewildered by the sudden suffering.definitely… He also thought that the neighbor was doing the trick, but he didn’t quite understand how the other party made the move.

After Mu Qiu was neat and tidy, he went out lightly and went straight to the bar.

It’s obviously irrational to keep waiting for Joker’s revenge at this time.

Moreover, you can’t really kill Joker at this time. Instead of being killed by Joker after falling asleep, it is better to just run away…

Mu Qiu walked to the entrance of the bar and saw the flashing billboard before he realized that the name of the bar turned out to be Night.

“Night? The boss must be a lady with a big brain.”

After Mu Qiu complained, he entered the bar.

The night bar is okay during the day, but at night it really becomes what a bar should look like.

What a bar in Gotham should look like…

Everywhere are yelling, drunk crazy, flying people.

They have no ideals, no goals, and some just count as a day.

If you have no money, go grab it.

It’s boring, just come and have fun.

The existence of this group of people is the most stinking portrayal of Gotham.

After Mu Qiu walked into the night bar, pinched his nose and went straight to the bar.

Tonight is not like that day, his appearance caused a commotion in the crowd.

Tonight, everyone is hilarious, eyes blurred on the hot girl around, how can you notice if a baby-faced Asian minor comes in at the door?

Unlike Mu Qiu’s imagination, the boss of Ye Se was actually a big man, and he was still very scheming and backing.

He was wiping the cup at the bar, watching the Asian boy coming towards him that day, a chill in his eyes.

Everyone felt that the situation that day was that the bald gang would kill the arrogant Asian boy.

But until someone discovered that the bald-headed gang was wiped out, they didn’t know who was the real ruthless person.

“Hey, what to drink?”

The bar owner didn’t wait for Mu Qiu to speak, he talked about it first.

“Um…actually, I don’t drink.” Mu Qiu scratched his head.

“Then let’s have a glass of juice. I just squeezed two glasses and I was about to drink. This glass is my treat.”

The boss smiled, picked up a cup, and poured juice for Mu Qiu.

Even though he said so, as if he was about to lick Mu Qiu, he almost killed the Asian boy in front of him.

The bald gang still owes three drinks! Now people are dead, and money is gone!

With whom are you going? Do you want it with this kid?

Although the power behind the boss is not something ordinary people can bear, he still gets along with Mu Qiu with the idea of ​​multiple friends and multiple paths.

This is also his survival law.

“thanks…”

Mu Qiu took the juice from the boss and looked at the juicer. It really was just squeezed, but he didn’t drank it in a hurry. Instead, he held the cup and looked at the boss with a smile.

The boss smiled and took a sip of juice first.

“Don’t worry, there is nothing wrong.” The boss grinned, his smile rather ugly.

“Well, thanks.” Mu Qiu raised his glass, but still didn’t drink.

“I want to ask you something.” Mu Qiu put down the cup and asked the boss.

“The words are endless.”

“I want to know the more famous… villains in this city?”

“Villain?” The boss repeated suspiciously, and then smiled, “I like this to be called Roar.”

“In fact, you don’t need to ask me, just find a little gangster to tell you the answer.” The boss said, taking a gulp of juice.

“I don’t know what your so-called villain’s definition is, murder and arson? Robbery stealing money? Or…illegal transaction?” The boss held the glass to Mu Qiu’s face, he looked at the Asian behind the juice. Trying to see through his thoughts.

“No, these are not enough.” Mu Qiu shook his head.

“I want to know, Batman’s opponent…”

“Who is there!?”