bat baby

This thought only flashed in Penguin's mind, and it didn't stay. This was the only kindness the Gotham villains had.

Jing Mo almost obeyed his new friends, and they walked all the way back to Gotham City from the outskirts of Gotham.

Baby Jingmo was so tired that he slumped to the ground with his tiny body, no matter what Penguin said, he couldn't get up.

"Uncle, I'm so tired, can you give me a hug?" Jing Mo said pitifully.

You are afraid that you are not a devil, it is better if I am hurt, you let me hug you?Don't you see how fat you are?

The Penguin squeezed out a smile: "Uncle's injury is healed, he doesn't have the strength yet, he can't hold you."

Jing Mo was rejected, he felt very wronged, grandma said beside him that this person is not a good person, grandpa went home and spanked his father, now no one can hug him, he can only rely on himself.

"Brother Yanzi said, just lie down wherever you fall and wait for them to hug me, or you can go first, uncle." Jing Mo may be uncomfortable lying down, so he adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable lying down.

Penguin is not a good person. Although he is concerned about this kid's ability, he is not someone who gives up easily.

"Kid, it will be very hot when the sun rises in a while, are you sure you want to lie down here?"

Martha also anxiously floated in the air and urged: "Baby Momo, go for a walk, at least go to a crowded place."

Jing Mo was really tired, and he regretted running away from home a little bit. After being told by the two, the little baby who had never experienced hardship just lay down on the ground and cried.

Penguin wanted to kick him away, but he thought of the child's ability to stop bleeding instantly and the magic pill: "Be good, or uncle will take you away."

Jing Mo was very moved, obviously his uncle was also very tired, and his uncle was in good health, he got up from the ground, his face was full of emotion: "Then uncle hug me for a while and I'll be fine."

The penguin gritted his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach. It was obvious that you couldn't walk by yourself, and he said it as if I was begging you to let me hug you.

Jing Mo put his arms around the penguin's neck, wiped the penguin's sweat with his small hands: "Uncle, you can take a rest."

The penguin is also very tired. Although Jingmo is small and his flesh is soft to the touch, he is really fat.

Penguin sat slumped on the side of the road. Fortunately, they had already entered the city, but his destination was on the other side of the city.

Jing Mo wiped Penguin's sweat very considerately, which is very considerate.

The penguin rested for a while, and felt it was not good to waste too much time, so he stood up and was about to leave.

It's a pity that Gotham wouldn't be called Gotham if there were no accidents.

The familiar green hair stopped Penguin in his tracks.

"Clown." He subconsciously hid Jing Mo behind his back.

Fortunately, the clown only had Batman in his eyes, and he didn't even look at Penguin.

Jing Mo poked his head out from behind the penguin's legs, and immediately hid back with an exclamation, his little hands tightly clutching the penguin's pants, crying: "Uncle, let's go, I'm afraid."

Penguin doesn't think it's unusual for Jingmo to be afraid, not to mention that clowns often appear on TV, but that his poor makeup skills can scare children to tears.

What Jing Mo is afraid of is naturally not what Penguin thinks, he is seeing the wronged soul behind the clown.

He is not afraid of ghosts, even when he was born, the elders of the Yaozu went to the underworld to ask for the protection of Lord Zhong Kui.

Although he is now abroad, Master Zhong Kui can no longer protect him, but he is actually not afraid of ghosts, even more powerful monsters can control ghosts.

What he is afraid of is that person. If there are so many innocent souls following him, then he must be a big villain. Even Jing Mo now feels that he saw that day at Aunt Natasha's place (do you only remember Aunt Natasha?) The black uncles are all kind uncles.

The Penguin knew that the clown was going to make trouble, and he wanted to leave too, but seeing the clown who had been ignoring him before, he actually walked towards this side.

Penguin is actually not afraid of clowns, he just thinks this lunatic is troublesome, he just wants to make money, one more thing is worse than one less thing, and he is not afraid if he really just gets up.

"Isn't this Oswald? Why, after escaping Batman's capture, was he frightened to become a nanny?" The clown's tone was extremely exaggerated.

Only Penguins ignore him. The more you talk to him about this lunatic, the more excited he will be.

"What? Did I hit the mark? I just said, I am the only one in Gotham who is Batman's destined opponent." The clown was not angry because the other party ignored him. He came to greet the Penguin because he saw that he brought A child is a little more unusual.

Although Jing Mo couldn't understand what the strange uncle said, he understood the contempt for Uncle Penguin in the other's tone.

Jing Mo is very angry, but he will not cause trouble for Uncle Penguin, after all, Uncle Penguin doesn't seem to want to talk to him very much.

Jing Mo is young and doesn't know how to hide his emotions, and his small face shows fear of clowns.

This expression seems to please the clown.

He squatted down, with a pale face almost sticking to Jing Mo's, exaggerated red lips cleft to the ears: "Little friend, do you want to play a game with uncle?"

Jing Mo hugged Penguin's leg tightly, hid his face and cried with an "ow".

"Clown, didn't you think that you have degenerated into bullying children?" Penguin felt the trembling of the child on his lap, and put a hand on his head to comfort him.

The clown laughed hehehe: "How could you bully him? Such a cute child, I like it before it's too late."

As he spoke, he grabbed Jing Mo by the back collar with one hand and picked him up.

Jing Mo, who was strangled by his collar, was paddling in the air like a little turtle, his face was full of tears, and he looked very pitiful.

The jade longevity lock on his chest fell out.

"He's mine! Clown, your purpose is just Batman, right? Give me back this child!" Penguin can't tell what he is thinking now, he thinks this child is his cash cow, so he has to protect him, that's it , We’ve only been together for a few hours, how can you treat a child as your own? Oswald is so stupid, there are many ways to make money, why bother to confront a lunatic like a clown because of a child?

"Give him back to me! I'll say give him back to me for the last time!" Penguin pointed his gun at the clown's forehead.

Jing Mo was imprisoned in the arms of the clown. He grew up smoothly and pampered, and this is the first time he has encountered such a thing. Dangerous situations that people will never experience in their lifetime.

The clown laughed: "Such a cute child, you are still Asian, let me guess, you are Chinese, right? Only China has the custom of wearing such things for children, so... a Chinese child was tortured and killed In Gotham, just because of Batman, ha ha ha ha! Tell me, what will happen to it?"

Jing Mo didn't understand, but this did not prevent him from feeling the distorted malice in the clown.

"Wow! Mom! Mom!"

Penguin is going crazy, Gotham is everything to him! If the clown really makes things so big, with the protection of that country, Gotham will be over!

"Clown!" The Penguin fired without thinking, but the clown seemed to have eyes in the back, and dodged it, turning his head ghastly.

"If you dare to shoot again, maybe the next shot will hit this kid."