[Zhongyingmei] Treatment is for protection!

The clown was so close, it was naturally impossible not to see the flame that poured into the sky.

He knew that his plan this time was a complete failure. This time, he didn't hurt Batman at all, but seemed to give him warmth. It's really not happy at all!

It's like those storylines for kids.

The vicious villains are finally defeated, the conspiracy is shattered, the knight of justice and his friends cheer for the fruits of victory, and darkness will finally triumph over evil.

How boring!Monotonous and boring.

How could the clown be satisfied with such a happy ending!

So he left quietly.

The bad results of this plan made him not want to go back to Arkham at all. Without the support and aftertaste of Batman's pain, he couldn't feel the fun of tossing Arkham's criminals.

Sit in the clown car, and the clown drives it away quickly.

The blood pooled to the chin and dripped, and "slap" hit the clown's tattered suit pants after fighting.

He casually wiped the blood on his face - it somewhat blocked his sight, the clown car drove towards a remote place, the clown squinted his eyes that could not see clearly, and kept humming Messy tunes enjoy themselves.

The clown will not be discouraged by one or two failures. He is a person who can afford to play, so he can afford to lose.

He is already conceiving a new game, and learning from the failure of this game, he will probably recruit more talents next time. Although his favorite is Batman, the more lively the game, the better!

Thoughts and ideas that were absolutely outrageous to say the least exploded in his mind one after another, and the clown never bothered about not having a new game.

In this regard, he is a genius and never lacks for inspiration.

But if he wanted to invite more people, he had to carefully consider the details of the game, otherwise it would be bad for others to complain that he didn't entertain well.

Immersed in his crazy thinking world, he didn't notice that in the darkness, the blood oozing from the wound on his body was quietly disappearing, together with the blood from the previous battle field.

"How's the Flash?"

Zatanna suddenly thought of the poor young hero, patted her forehead angrily, and asked.

"He has been treated for his injury and is in a stable condition without serious problems."

Batman's artificial intelligence Jane had told him before, but the situation was critical at that time, and he didn't pay more attention.

"That's good. There's nothing wrong with that kind of injury. It's because young people have good recovery ability."

Zatanna said with emotion.

"Luck is also a part, and that kid's luck is also good.

...But why do heroes seem to be getting younger and younger now?Will there be some minors in the future?That's not good news. "

Iron Man folded his hands, frowning and thinking.

At this time, he didn't know what he meant, Wei Lin had already faced the clown head-on.

For the Joker, being thrown straight out of his car was a new experience.

Wei Lin set a precedent.

To the clown's surprise, although the visitor's behavior was extremely rude, his movements could even be called gentle and careful, which did not aggravate his injury at all.

He looked at the clown car that ran straight out of the road without anyone controlling it, and crashed into a small park on one side because it was too fast, and was shattered by the park's equipment and plants.

It's very contrasting with his current appearance of having nothing to do.

"……What do you want to do?"

The clown was a little confused. Wei Lin seemed friendly, but judging from the fact that he wrecked his car as soon as they met, it didn't seem like he was looking for cooperation.

Wei Lin didn't answer, and slowly rolled up the sleeves of his trench coat.

The clown's eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't spend time with anyone in his current physical condition.

But just as he was about to kill Wei Lin, he was a little dazed to see Wei Lin took out a knife and cut the artery in his own wrist.

The position was clear without any hesitation, the hand was steady and the expression on the face was even more steady, blood came out as soon as the knife fell.

clown:……

"Emmm, if you want to commit suicide, I can understand that you have to find someone to be a spectator, but I think you should at least be friendly, or find a time when I am in a good mood... I will feed your dead body to the dogs ,I promise."

It is rare for the clown to speak in a normal tone, because he is a little angry, and he feels that he is a very stable person, because there are very few people who can cause him to change his mood.

But nothing happened today that he expected. He likes some small accidents in his plan, which can be regarded as cute little surprises, but he doesn't like accidents that are completely out of his control.

If he usually met a little lunatic like Wei Lin, he might still be interested in playing with him, but now he has no patience at all.

The clown licked the blood from his mouth.

"This way of dying is too slow. I will help you out of kindness. Don't thank me."

The clown threw out the playing cards, facing Wei Lin's head, but the thin cards made a sharp cracking sound.

Wei Lin casually dodged his head sideways, and the blood on his wrist gushed out, but instead of splashing, it flowed obediently to the ground.

The clown impatiently wanted to go up and kill Wei Lin, but suddenly found that he couldn't move.

He lowered his head, only to see a small blood-colored pattern appear on the ground under his feet. This pattern spread out from the center of him, and soon reached Wei Lin's feet, and he was right in the middle of the pattern.

As Wei Lin's blood flowed down, the bright red color coated the pattern with a brighter color.

Wei Lin lowered his cut left hand, and the blood flowed continuously from the fingertips to the ground. The blood flow was not large, continuous and steady. It seemed to be the same as the water in the faucet, which is not the case with normal wrist cutting.

"Are you a magician?"

The clown couldn't move his whole body except his head, but he was calmly thinking about how to get himself out of the predicament.

He tried to talk to Wei Lin, but Wei Lin remained silent as if turning into a statue, and ignored whatever he said.

The fresh blood was about to dye the entire pattern red, and the clown felt very bad. His intuition told him that he couldn't let this formation or other moves be completed.

But he could do nothing but watch helplessly.

The clown is still an ordinary person after all, and there is no good way to deal with this unnatural force.

"Little... clown?!"

At this time, a voice sounded, it was obviously a rough man's voice, but at this time it was high-pitched like a screaming woman.

Wei Lin murmured inwardly, and sure enough, such a shocking scream caused an eerie silence to erupt in places outside this area.

Then Wei Lin saw this burly bear-like man with a panicked expression on his face, taking out a gun and shooting at him and the clown.

——That's right...that's shooting...

Wei Lin choked speechlessly and almost went crazy. Is this guy thinking of pig manure?How did you live so long in Gotham?

Say he wants to kill the clown... Is the clown okay to stay here so motionless?Obviously it was him, right?What the hell is it that he beat him together!

There was no way, Wei Lin asked Yitong to activate his protective ability and protect himself with his wings.

As for the clown, it would be better if he just died like this, saving him time, effort and blood.

"Fuck! Are you fucking stupid!"

The previous great escape left Gotham people scattered here and there. This place is remote but there are other people. Some people nearby were startled by the man’s voice. They came to peep secretly. The stick was thrown down.

He could clearly see the clown's powerless state at this moment, and his whole body was trembling with excitement, this is a clown!He usually admired the clown, and his blood boiled at the thought of the clown dying at his hands.

But at least he was more reliable than before, raising his gun to point at the clown.

...It's a pity that it is too boring.

A group of strong men who looked like bodyguards in black came over, and a dozen guns were aimed squarely at the man who raised the gun.

The man looked at the gun in his hand, and threw it away very hotly, but it was useless, and he was still shot in the head.

"Clown? I didn't expect you to have today."

A fat man in a tuxedo appeared in the middle. His appearance was so indescribable that even his voice quacked like a duck. At this time, his voice was full of schadenfreude, and his whole fat face was exuberant.

"Fatty, do something, or I'm really going to die."

The clown frowned and looked at the covered pattern. Now Wei Lin's blood has almost reached his feet, and the blood belonging to Wei Lin covered in the middle is just a blood line. If it weren't for this pattern, it would be so complicated. It's over.

"Tsk, forget it, I won't feel better if you die, but if you do this kind of all-kill thing next time, I won't let you go if Batman doesn't do it, you'd better follow my advice. Any No one can stop me from making money!"

After speaking, Penguin raised his chin high, and his eyes, which were too crowded by the fat, were full of prey. With a wave of his hand, all his guns were aimed at Wei Lin.

Wei Lin: Fuck

Why did so many people suddenly come to this broken place in the corner? !

Wei Lin squatted down, trying to reduce the area to be attacked, and wrapped himself into a ball with his wings. At the same time, he didn't care about himself, and cut the other wrist. Patterns are overwritten.

"Sir, the media captured the clown appearing in the west and was controlled by someone, but that person was being attacked by the penguin."

J, who has been connected to Gotham and the outside network, saw the media broadcasting this scene for the first time.

Iron Man was notified immediately.

"Huh? Yes, I almost forgot about the clown, show me the way, let's help that person."

Iron Man didn't like Batman and didn't hide it, and didn't intend to exchange pleasantries. He was about to break up and fly back to New York, but he frowned and flew to Wei Lin's direction according to the route given by J.

Iron Man and J fly in front, followed by Batman and Zatanna.

Yitong's mana consumption is actually not too high, so Wei Lin didn't panic too much, but for others, what they saw was Wei Lin bathed in a hail of bullets. Although it was only for a while, it was definitely enough to beat people into a sieve.

The New York reporter on the plane was so anxious that he wished he could go down and kill all the Penguin people.

But the helicopter didn't dare to fly too close, otherwise it would be in range of fire.

At this time, the reporter was only shooting with a high-power camera. The clown's face was processed in high-definition so that it could be seen clearly, but Wei Lin could only see a golden light. Even if the technology emperor processed it afterwards, it could only be seen Feather-like texture inside the light ball.

The people of Gotham had just experienced the laughing gas shock incident just now, and their hatred for clowns was at its peak.

Soon the Penguin people were attacked by other gangsters, and finally turned into a multi-party firefight.

After completing the summoning formation, it will take some time for Karma Red Lotus to come along the connected channel.

The magic circle on the ground emitted more and more dazzling golden light, until the light suddenly turned crimson, and the surrounding gang members screamed and retreated as if their buttocks were burned by fire. He crawled to escape from the range of the red light, his body was probably too round, and he rolled faster than the thugs dancing around. He quickly hid in a corner and checked himself in surprise, but nothing happened.

The pain that seemed to burn the brain and the blood of the whole body was like a dream.

Without the threat, Wei Lin folded his wings and let Yitong concentrate on summoning.

The magic circle forms an invisible passage leading directly to another world.

In the melting sea of ​​karma, the exquisite karma red lotus sensed the souls of the sinful people in it, and went along the passage to explore.

The red formation on the ground became more and more eye-catching. The fiery red light spread out to a certain range and stopped, but the center was rendered too intense. It also covered Wei Lin's wings with a layer of warm color, which was similar to the previous protection. The golden light echoes each other, looking holy and solemn.

Iron Man and the other heroes saw this when they arrived.

There was silence.

"...What is this?" Iron Man's caramel-colored eyes widened in surprise.

"Magic that I've never seen—probably magic."

Zatanna stretched out her hand, but couldn't perceive any elemental fluctuations. Although it looked similar to the light magic of the temple, it didn't seem to be, but it still made her feel very comfortable and friendly, and it was definitely not evil magic.

All the heroes and even J, the artificial intelligence, feel the comfort of being warmed by the soul, and are taking a step forward in amazement to feel this unprecedented wonderful feeling.

On the contrary, all the guilty people, such as Penguin, have taken his men to hide in New York at this time.

The clown twisted his expression violently, but at this moment he couldn't even scream, and his body was completely out of control. As the person that Red Lotus was targeting, he suffered much more pain than Penguin.

The karmic fire red lotus is not a mortal thing, what other people see is only the karmic fire carried by the red lotus.

The clown was burned by the fiery red flames, without any damage to his body, but Wei Lin could clearly see that the clown's soul was separated from the body by the red-red and gold-rimmed fire lotus roots, and was pulled into the invisible world together with the red lotus. channel.

The author has something to say: The clown is completely convenient, and he will not survive ≡ω≡