[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

The confrontation between Batman and the Joker is a common occurrence.But almost every time it is one-sided.Batman beats the Joker up.

However, today's clown, Bruce really can't beat him!

It can't be said that it can't be beaten.

Batman and the Joker, two people used to be the former who beat people, the latter who was beaten.

And today, the Joker has had the upper hand from the very beginning.Although Bruce rushed to catch up later, the two were evenly matched and began to confront Maimang.But for some reason, Bruce always felt his hands were tied.

just like……

The clown pushed the steel pipe across his chest, as if he had expected it, and accurately resisted Bruce's roaring iron fist.

"Your tricks are useless to me today!"

--Yes!It's as if the clown has completely figured out his attack methods.

"Ah!"

The steel pipe in the clown's hand swept across, straight for Bruce's face.Although he took some force off the clown's joint with a punch, the steel pipe still hit himself.

Bruce clearly heard the sound of his nasal bone breaking.

When the clown's pole struck again, Bruce threw a batarang.

"sulfuric acid!"

There was a violent metal impact sound.The rapidly spinning bat dart hit the steel pipe in the clown's hand, slightly changing the direction of his force.At this time, Bruce also seized the opportunity to lean away, avoiding the hollow steel pipe on his side, and rolled neatly on the ground, distanced himself from the clown.

Bruce was beaten up by the clown with a steel pipe purely by accident. At first, he was seized by the clown because he was dazed, and then he was controlled by the clown, so he was a little passive.

Now, the two distanced themselves and the rhythm was interrupted.The outcome is still unknown.

Bruce wiped his nose, blood staining his hands.

The two seldom fight so close, most of them are long-distance confrontations, and then after Batman's victory again, he beats the Joker and throws him to Arkham.

Bruce was a little surprised by being hit by a few steel pipes today.But it was just an accident.

"It's over, clown." These words sounded from the dark and hoarse voice changer in the bat mask.

He took out a pistol with a wide caliber and a strange shape from behind the black lacquered cloak.This is a high-voltage grid gun, and Batman is specially used to deal with some super criminals like the crocodile man whose physique is far beyond ordinary people.Although the appearance of the clown looks much more normal than the crocodile and the others, it is closer to ordinary people.But that's just the appearance.

In terms of physical fitness alone, he is much stronger than Batman, who is already at the peak of human physical fitness.

At least the clown's perverted self-healing ability that can be infinitely regenerated is beyond the reach of ordinary human Bruce.But it is also because of the vitality far beyond ordinary people that Batman can safely use the high-voltage power grid to deal with the clown, without worrying that the latter will be electrocuted to death if he is not careful.

"This trick again?" The clown raised his eyebrows and screamed strangely, "Can't you find another little thing that is innovative?"

"You know, I hate being shocked the most." The clown also made an exaggerated expression that seemed distressed and bored.This exaggerated expression makes people wonder if he is telling the truth.

"For you, a voltage gun is enough." Bruce said, pulling the trigger with his finger.

"boom!"

"Ah!"

Before the high-voltage power grid sprayed out, there was a sound of breaking through the air. Bruce felt his arm holding the high-voltage power grid gun stiff, as if he was in a place colder than the North Pole and was instantly frozen by ice and snow.

At the moment of stiffness, the high-voltage power grid has been ejected from the muzzle of the gun.But because the arm was stiff, it was inevitable that he missed his aim.But the clown didn't dodge or dodge, letting the opened electric grid envelop him.

"Hahahahaha!" The clown's first reaction was a series of strange laughs.

The high-voltage current changes the whole body, and the limbs will inevitably twitch.Coupled with the clown's weird and malicious smiling face and weird and creepy laughter, it's like a snake man with a shofar wind.The originally pale and sickly handsome face had no sense of beauty at all.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

While laughing strangely, he pulled the trigger one after another with his right hand holding the gun. At first, he lost his aim because of the uncontrollable twitching of his body. The bullets passed by Batman, and Batman didn't need to deliberately dodge.But after only two or three short shots, the clown seemed to have discovered the rules and regained his level.

All this happened in a short time, and the distance was so close, Bruce had no time to dodge the bullets, so he had to retreat and choose to protect the fatal part.

After realizing that he was shot in the thigh, shoulder and abdomen, Bruce only felt a pain in the wound, and then a strange feeling came.

After Bruce turned into Batman, he fought wits and courage with criminals in Gotham all year round, and every time he did it with real swords and guns.It's not that Bruce hasn't been shot before, but it doesn't feel like it does now.After the brief pain of being shot, what followed was not the pain of the bullet being embedded in the flesh and bones, but the stiffness of the arm just now.

Bruce looked down at the unscathed "wound", there was no blood flowing out there, no bullet holes, and no marks left when the bullet penetrated the fabric.There, there was only a small faint white trace, which was particularly conspicuous on the pitch-black bat suit.

The current bat suit has been upgraded so well, can it block bullets?

--of course not.

Bruce shook his head inwardly.

——So, it can only be...

"Freeze gun?"

"Bingo! That's right!" The clown laughed, pulled the trigger, and gave Bruce two bullets as a reward. "This is the freezing gun I specially prepared for you. I bought it from the two idiots of Captain Ice and Fire. It is not powerful and can only freeze a local area. Do you like it? My old friend!"

The clown lifted the power grid and walked out.His indifferent appearance under the high-voltage electricity is even more surprising.

"Look at you, you look incredible." The clown shook his head. "Don't you know that I'm in Arkham, and I'm a regular visitor to the shock therapy room?"

Although the high-voltage power grid restricted his actions, that was only the beginning.He can enjoy Arkham's electric shock therapy as a daily service in the madhouse, not to mention this high-voltage power grid.Probably if something is exposed to too much, the body will develop resistance.Ordinary people don't know if it will be like this, but the clown is not only mental, but also physically "perverted" him in a sense, and he has indeed given birth to an "anti-electricity" attribute that ordinary people cannot compare.Although it will be affected, it is completely within the controllable range.

"..." Bruce felt the stiffness of his arms and thighs, and stared at the clown warily.

He never underestimated the danger of the Joker, and knew he was a criminal with a high IQ.But Bruce never thought that the clown who had been confronting him (after the "game" ended) would actually play tricks in this regard.

Even though he was wearing a mask, the vigilance in his eyes couldn't be ignored.

The clown threw the freezing gun and seemed to be complaining dissatisfiedly: "It's because you didn't follow the rules and insisted on pulling out the gun. This was supposed to be a surprise for you next time."

"However, don't worry, my old friend. I won't kill you..." He said so, but the clown's weird and grotesque smiles obviously had malicious intentions.

Under Bruce's gaze, the clown slowly bent down and picked up the steel pipe on the ground.The steel pipe was mottled, and it was unclear whether it was the rust from standing in the corner for a long time, or the blood stained from the fight just now—the blood that belonged to Batman.

"How long did we fight just now?" The clown tilted his head, as if he was simply asking the time.

"..." What answered him was a cold silence.

"Forget it, let's start the timer again," said the clown. "Don't worry, I will pay attention. After all, you still have to send me to Arkham, hahahaha!"

"Did you lure me here on purpose just to humiliate me? Clown!" Batman sneered and mocked.

"Humiliation?" The clown paused, then shook his head again and again, "No, no, no... My old friend, why do you think so?"

"I said it at the beginning, I am for my little baby."

"Ah!"

A steel pipe hit Bruce mercilessly.

"She stayed in the hospital all night." Following that, a certain daddy emphasized.It sounds like there is something inexplicably gnashing one's teeth.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

The sound of blows that hurt just by listening to them lasted only three or two hits before it was over.

"Hey!" After a loud sound, the clown's movements slowed down.He lowered his head to look at the penis nailed to his stomach, pulled the corners of his mouth, and put down a mocking sentence: "You're lucky this time, little bat."

Bruce stood up with difficulty, dragged the clown on the ground onto the Batmobile, and then drove towards Arkham Asylum at full speed.

……

On the other end, Wayne Manor.

Little Angie, who woke up 10 minutes ago, was wandering around in a big house in a daze.

"Bruce?" Angie came to the door of Bruce's bedroom.

The little girl was knocking on the door, but after a long time without a response, she lost her patience.Her tiny fingers moved slightly, and with a "click", the bedroom door swung open.

"Bruce?"

"..." No one responded.

Half a minute later, the door lock of the study door opened automatically with a "click".

"Bruce?"

"..." Still no one responded.

Next, not only the study bedroom, but also the doors of all the rooms on the second and third floors, including the bedrooms of the two elders and Ah Fu, were also opened. An Qi even wandered around the attic, but still couldn't find anyone.

"...╯^╰!!!"

As time went by, the little girl's mouth became higher and higher.

The little girl stroked her deflated belly.

"Grumpy~"

Eventually, the stomach began to protest too.This stomach growl was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.The little girl finally broke out.

"Bruce!"

"You big bastard!!!"

... "Ah~sneeze!" Bruce, who threw the clown into Arkham, sneezed, feeling the chilly night in Gotham after the snow, and got into the car in three steps.

He rubbed his stiff thighs, and after feeling a little relieved, he drove the Batmobile back.

……

It was also at this time that a fighter plane flew silently into the airspace of the United States.

"Sir, you have already entered the United States. It is estimated that you will arrive in Gotham in 15 minutes."

"Your admiral has already greeted you here, advance at full speed, Sergeant. I will arrive at Wayne Manor within 10." The elegant old man called "sir" pushed the black frame on the bridge of his nose Glasses said so.

All he wanted now was to go back.

One minute late, his Miss Angie suffers for one minute.

Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth's reputation value has become negative.

"Yessir!"

The commanding sergeant accelerated at full speed.