The trajectory of the world king in the United States

"bang bang bang"

Driven by the tail flames, the flying bullets completely illuminated the dark floor, as if the two sides in a fierce firefight wanted to drive every bullet into the other's head.

The legacy of the Gotham 12 gangs is rich. After Wurtz disappeared and Maloney died tragically, the Joker already had a huge gang of more than 400 people. They were desperate. Under Cyber's massacre, they had to rely on Beside the clown.

No matter how crazy the gang bosses were in the past, they would still retain a trace of due restraint. Large-scale firefights were unimaginable in Gotham in the past, but in the past few days, they have become a common occurrence. Under the control of the Joker, The order of the entire city is collapsing crazily. How crazy the chaotic crowd is. The clown shows it in front of everyone in a bloody way.

"kill him!"

"Use a grenade!"

"Burn him!"

These gunmen in the darkness were shooting randomly while shouting like crazy. They were extremely arrogant, but in reality, their opponent was only one person, like the phantom most hidden in the darkness.Their arrogance, in addition to self-righteousness to gain the upper hand, is more to encourage themselves crazily.

Yes, they, who have the upper hand in numbers, are afraid, terrified!

"boom"

The head of a guy wearing a clown mask was opened, and the bullet was fired from Fang. So the next moment, everyone pointed their guns at Fang, shooting wildly, hoping to empty the last bullet.

"boom"

There was another shot, but this time it came from behind. They were going crazy, and they jumped and aimed their guns behind them, like immature hunters trying in vain to catch a cunning beast, but they were played around by the beast.

"Turn on the light! Turn on the light and know he's there..."

"puff"

The first smart man discovered their disadvantage. He roared and wanted to bring the battle back under control, but the smart man was covered the next moment, and the sharp dagger wiped his throat.

Quietly, he had appeared among these blind people, and then there were continuous screams.

Darkness has never been their home ground.

"Wang Wang Wang"

When the three-headed bulldogs are completely crazy, they can easily bite an adult to death, and the canine creatures' attacks and bites are as fast as lightning. Ordinary people can't follow them at all. Even Batman, facing the three The mad dogs that pounced from all directions could only be dealt with with difficulty.

He was thrown to the ground, and the Joker laughed wildly and pulled out a solid steel pipe from the side, rushed towards Bruce, raised his hands, and smashed Batman over the head, like a madman.

"Tell me, what are you going to do here?"

"boom"

The steel pipe in his hand was stained with blood. During this fierce confrontation, Bruce waved his hands with difficulty and threw the two vicious dogs down the building. The last one was biting his arm, and the clown's left foot was pointed outward. With a flick, a blade popped out of his shoe.

He rushed forward and kicked Bruce in the abdomen. The sharp blade pierced the armor and caused a wound. The clown took a step back, swung the steel pipe in his hand, and screamed with that teasing voice. ,

"Let me tell you! You just have to do what a normal person would do if faced with this kind of situation...you just have to go crazy!"

"Come on, go crazy!"

"boom"

The steel pipe hit Bruce's arm, knocking him down as he had just gotten up. The clown's shouting hadn't finished yet.

"Hero? No, no, no, I don't want you to be a hero. Being a hero is dangerous, especially when I find that the people you want to protect are just a group of hypocrites."

"boom"

The steel pipe swung up again and hit Batman on the back, but the next moment, Bruce, who had been under attack, grabbed the steel pipe and threw it out. His fist hit the Joker's chest like a violent storm, knocking this man out. The guy who was not outstanding in force was knocked to the ground.

"Stop your crazy talk, you lunatic!"

There were blood stains on the corners of Batman's mouth. He strangled the Joker's neck with both hands and smashed his head to the ground crazily. For the first time, he took the initiative in this chaotic battle, but the Joker grinned.

"If I were you, I'd see what's behind!"

"Ok?"

"Swish"

A black fishnet covered Batman's body from behind. Two clowns who rushed from below used the fishnet to lift Batman up and pull him backwards. He struggled, but the clowns did not give him a chance to continue. He grabbed a pistol from the side, pointed it at Batman, and fired twice randomly.

The bullet pierced the armor, but did not harm Bruce's body. However, the next moment, the madman rushed at him with a baseball bat. He seemed to prefer this cold weapon to the bullet.

"You've had a nightmare day, too, haven't you?"

The clown shouted proudly, like a night owl flapping its wings in the darkness,

"I can see that you, like me, have had nightmare experiences. Life is so funny. Otherwise, why would you dress like a flying mouse? You want to avoid that thing forever. Do you think your Can clothes protect you?"

"bang bang bang"

He picked up the baseball bat in his hand and hit Bruce.

"You know? There is only one nightmarish day between you and the normal world! From that day on, everything has changed! You are the same, but you have chosen a different path from me. How brave do you think you and I are? ?Um?"

"puff"

A black blade suddenly appeared on the chest of the clown gang member who was grabbing the fisherman and running backwards. He staggered and fell down. The clown raised his head and saw a dark red figure flashing out of the darkness. A fist hit his chest, and he felt as if he had been hit by a cannonball. Under the unshakable force, his whole body flew backwards.

"Swish"

The fishnet on Bruce's body was cut off. He jumped up from the ground like a carp and rushed towards the clown. Seb chopped down another guy wearing a clown mask. He turned around and saw the clown kneeling on the ground. The batarang in Bruce's hand was pressed against his neck.

Seems to have won...

"kill me!"

The Joker said, Batman didn't say anything. The batarang on his arm moved forward a little, and there were blood marks on the Joker's neck. As long as he scratched it lightly, the bastard would die completely, but he didn't, even standing in the dark. Seb could also tell that he was struggling.

"Kill me and it will be over... Gotham is quiet. It would be great if you could go back to the past..."

The clown's voice became bewildering, and Seb did not intervene. At this moment, the floor was as quiet as a no-man's land. After a moment, Bruce took a step back and threw the batarang to the ground.

Here is his answer.

"Do you want to use this method to prove that you are different from me?"

The Joker, who still had blood on his mouth, looked at Batman with disdain, and then the disdain turned into a frivolous and twisted smile, "You don't want me to die, right... An unstoppable force, an object that cannot be shaken, is Such a result…”

He touched the blood on his mouth,

"You really can't be corrupted, can you? Don't you think that you won't kill me out of some misplaced, self-righteous justice?"

Bruce didn't speak. He turned around and walked back lonely. When he passed by Seb, he patted Seb on the shoulder and Seb whispered to him,

"There are still some people captured by them below. You can send them away... Someone is handling those two ships."

Bruce nodded. He didn't say a word the whole time, and walked into the darkness so openly, as if he had given up everything. But behind him, the clown who was kneeling on the ground and escaping was shouting hysterically,

"Oh my god, my god, you really make me want to vomit! You pretend that all this is reasonable, pretend that it all makes sense, but this is just because you don't admit it. After that nightmare day, Like other people who have gone through the same thing..."

"Admit it! You have already been driven crazy."

But Bruce did not look back, letting the clown shout. He did not look back. He knew that he still could not break through his own bottom line. He saw through the clown's plan, and in the face of the twisted darkness, he finally preserved himself.

"He is just an ordinary man wearing a bat cape. He saves the weak and protects himself. When he finally realizes that he is not the god of this city, he truly becomes Batman. What do you think he is?"

"He just wanted to be a symbol, a symbol of ordinary people's unyielding to crime and evil. He did it. No one can ask him to do more. I actually don't understand why they always put their hopes in it." With Batman, you have to force him to do things he can't do."

Seb walked up to the clown, squatted down, looked at the angry clown, put his left hand on his shoulder,

"Why are you so persistent with him again...Look, he doesn't want to play anymore. He quits the game. Do you want to continue playing?"

"What do you want to prove? Are everyone in this world as crazy as you?"

"Come on, you are the only one as crazy as you... By the way, why are you so serious? Come on, have a laugh."

The clown tilted his head and stared at Seb with interest.

"You think you know me well? Do you want to play games with me too?"

"No, I never wanted to know you."

"puff"

The long knife passed through the chest, and Seb whispered in the clown's ear, "I don't want to play any games, and I don't hate you. Maybe we can become friends on other occasions. I told you a long time ago that between us It's just a personal conflict."

"cough cough"

The clown coughed hard, and unstoppable blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining the white paint on his face like a ghost. He stretched out his left hand, which was a colorful children's watch.

"12:05..."

He turned to look out the window. On the sea, two ships were still there.

"You... won."

Seb looked at him, as if looking at Ducard who had died in his hands. The clown's finger pointed at his children's watch, and he used his last strength to press it.

At this moment, Seber's beast sense alerted him wildly. He turned around and rushed towards the window that was close at hand. The moment he jumped into the air, he looked back and saw that he was getting up with difficulty and holding his hand against the ground. The clown on the wall, his messy hair blown away by the wind, is still the dusty purple suit, the face covered in oil paint, and the black joker playing card he is holding.

Just like when he first appeared in Gotham.

Seb also saw the smile on that face, the funny, cynical, iconic smile, the blazing flames ignited from the darkness behind him, and the last motto screamed out with all his life, a A storm, the last reverberation.

"Hahahaha, admit it, you can't go back. I changed everything, disrupted everything, and made everything chaotic. After me, Gotham will never be peaceful!!! I let you see clearly. How should people live!!! I am the agent of chaos...I am the clown!"

The moment before he was engulfed in fire, his eyes burst out with endless bright colors.

"I...didn't lose either!"

"boom"

The flames that burst out from the center of the building easily engulfed the Joker, and then came the empty Cyber, like a torch rising into the sky, or like the last fireworks of farewell, completely lighting up the darkness of Gotham. Like the coming of dawn.

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