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""

Bruce didn't bother to talk, just pretended he was farting.

"For a patient like you who refuses to cooperate, we at Arkham have a complete set of coping strategies, but for the sake of your spine being interrupted, I will not call you."

The clown sighed: "Speaking of which, until now I still can't believe that the invincible Batman would be defeated by that trash of Bane. Although he is a little smart, he is far behind you."

"Is it because of that woman? Shameless little bitch, you actually got anesthesia, which made you accidentally get hit. Otherwise, you wouldn't be caught by Bain because you were too swollen."

"Enough, what do you want to say?"

Batman's face twitched slightly with his eyes closed. Being tricked by a beauty was a black spot in his life, and he didn't want to hear it from people, especially from the clown.

"I don't want to do anything, I just think you are too serious and want you to smile."

"I can't laugh unless you're dead!"

The little scandal was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he laughed brilliantly: "So it's so easy to make you laugh, I just said no, it's exhausting me."

7 Chapter Twenty

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"You'll laugh when I die, seriously?"

The Joker took out a pistol from the pocket of Gay Zi's suit, shook it at Batman, and then pressed the muzzle to his temple: "Batman, don't lie to me, or I will die in vain."

"..." x2

A moment of embarrassment.

Bruce watched the farce speechlessly, and the clown also felt bored. He pointed his pistol at the ceiling and played a small 'bang' triangular flag.

"No way, I can't die until I cure you."

The clown smiled and said: "This is my responsibility. Although I have been causing trouble for you, I am doing it for your own good. It is useless if you don't admit it. I am your most troublesome opponent and your loyal fan. I can't Watching you continue to fall."

"Joker, don't make excuses for your madness." Bruce rejected the relationship.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's not me who is crazy, but you."

The clown raised his fingers and waved it: "This is where your illness lies. You refuse to admit me, and you refuse to admit yourself. Didn't you realize that in the eyes of the world, we are the best partners, a match made in heaven, just It’s almost a shot, and it becomes me in you, and you in me.”

"..."

Being ignored by Bruce, the clown immediately resented: "Batman, you are still so cold. But it doesn't matter, I will always play the clown jumping up and down, catering to you as always, making you look great forever."

"..."

A painful topic, Bruce closed his eyes, just wishing that he would not have the nightmare of being harassed by fans tonight.

The clown took two steps forward, opened Bruce's eyelids, and said incessantly, "Stop pretending, you know that I understand you better than anyone else. Your vigilante behavior has nothing to do with justice, it's just to satisfy your desires." It's just your own selfish desires, you satisfy yourself by fighting crime, venting the pain of childhood shadows."

"Yes, you are a lunatic with moral cleanliness. Criminals are your antidote. You obtain satisfaction and pleasure by completing revenge!"

"..."

Batman said nothing, his pupils were out of focus, as if he had fallen asleep with his eyes open.

"Fighting crime allows you to fill the gap in your soul, but your rationality makes you wander back and forth between madness and calmness. Everyone thinks that you don't kill people, and that you stick to the bottom line of justice..."

"Shit, you're just addicted, and you're afraid that after the one-time pleasure, you won't be able to satisfy yourself anymore!"

"Hey, as your loyal fan, as a bystander, I can see very clearly that you are the biggest villain in Gotham."

"To shut up!"

Bruce shook his head, and broke away from the clown's hand holding his head, his face was extremely solemn.

"Batman, Gotham has become a victim of your selfish desires, and I am also a victim of yours..."

"I said, shut up!"

Seeing Bruce getting angry, the clown smacked his lips: "Can you say one more thing, don't tell me I'm feeling uncomfortable!"

"..."

"Then I'll say it, in the eyes of the world, I'm a lunatic with oil paint on my face, but I know Gotham better than anyone else. If I cure you, I can save this city."

"..."

Bruce gave up arguing with the clown, he was afraid that if he continued speaking, he would be led into the ditch by the other party's fallacies.

That feeling is the same as when I was chatting with Russell, my IQ swished down, and I became a sand sculpture before I knew it.

"Oh, by the way, I suddenly remembered something. This is the main purpose of my visit to you today..."

The clown clenched his fist and clapped his palms: "It's Bain's business. I found out where the dirty bomb is hidden. That kid is too stupid. I decided to snatch the dirty bomb. It's safer to keep it in my hands."

"There is also the little bitch who conspired to frame you. I will kill her to avenge you. That bitch forced you to lie on the bed, and even I suffer too. I have to arrange someone to serve you to eat and drink."

"clown!"

Bruce opened his eyes suddenly, staring at the clown like a knife: "Don't think about that woman, she is different from you, she is an innocent..."

"Sorry, it can't be done."

The clown directly interrupted and refused: "If I hadn't tried my best, you would have been publicly executed by Bain and that woman. She almost hanged my idol, so we can't just let it go."

Bruce took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "You won't succeed. Batman is not the only one in this city. There will be others who stand up to stop you and Bane."

The little scandal was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "You mean Death Knell, that little brat who thinks nothing of himself?"

Bruce: "..."

He's referring to people with justice in their hearts, like the Gotham police, like Sheriff Gordon.

"It's useless, let's not say that Deathstroke is a shrinking turtle, and he hasn't shown up yet, even if he does, it's useless."

The clown shrugged and said regretfully, "Your Bat lair was blown up by Bane. They took away your Batmobile and Batfighter. Guess what else they took away?"

"..."

Bruce's face changed, and he roughly figured out the answer.

"That's right, just as you thought, Bane took the 'Anti-Death Knell Armor'. The hapless guy named Death Knell is finished, and he will use his own death to prove that Batman can always perform miracles."

Bruce's face was extremely ugly, and he said forcefully: "Even so, it is impossible for Bain to defeat Death Knell. I know that bastard Death Knell very well, he...he..."