[Comprehensive Yingmei] Push the boss to do things

Outskirts of Gotham, Warehouse.

"I don't know when the little bat will come, hahahaha," the clown pretended to straighten the folds on his purple suit, messing up the already untidy clothes, "he will like my big gift!"

The clown looked at the trembling hostages and the explosives all over the warehouse, and applauded himself with satisfaction.

The crackling sound was even more eerie in the empty warehouse. The hostages didn't dare to breathe, so they could only squeeze themselves back one by one.

Not far from the hostages, a middle-aged woman wearing clown makeup was leading a younger lady out under the cover of a stair shelf. The clown's applause made them tremble involuntarily.

The hostage lady couldn't stop her pace under the intense panic, staggered and fell on the iron frame.

The sound of "clang" was very clear in the warehouse.

The middle-aged woman of the Clown Gang quickly stretched out her hand to cover the scream she was about to utter.

Too bad she was too late to do anything after the first sound.

"Who's there?" A man wearing a funny clown mask immediately went over there to check.

The clown also looked in that direction with great interest, and turned the loaded gun in his hand without worrying about going off.

It's a wonder he didn't kill himself that way.

Leo, who had cleared half of the minions, had a headache.

Originally, he could disarm the explosive detonation device without any hindrance by quietly bringing down all the little soldiers in the way, and then beat the clown with a crushing battle. Not only can he push down the boss, but he can also show Batman's awesomeness.

Now a conundrum arises.He has two choices, first, let the two women go without any care in order to win safely, the price is that they can hardly escape the end of death, second, show up to save others, that can save them, but will lose the first chance , there is a risk of overturning.

Batman would only pick the second.

Although he doesn't want to say that he is a noble person, Leo will make the same choice.

He checked again the battle armor that was equipped with weights so that even the weight could be cosced perfectly, and he was ready to show up after confirming that it was correct.

A black shadow flashed above the miscellaneous industrial equipment in the warehouse, and the person who went to check the situation fell to the ground and lost consciousness in an instant.

Strictly speaking, the clown didn't know what happened, he only felt a slight wind——

— Batman.

"Oh, little bat, you're finally here!" The clown excitedly glanced at the dark top and far corners of the warehouse. Of course he didn't see anything, but this didn't stop him from looking around excitedly.

"Hey, little bat~" The clown looked down at the various instruments like looking for a lost cat, looking completely unafraid of being crushed by justice from heaven.

He is not afraid.

The members of the clown gang pointed their guns at the hostages as if they had made an agreement. As long as the clown was attacked, they would definitely pull the trigger without hesitation.

So Batman can't act rashly.

On the other side, the hostage lady who had just walked before the gate of hell could no longer hold back, she screamed and got up and ran towards the door, leaving her defenseless back to the clown.

Leo: Damn.

The Joker would definitely shoot her - he didn't like resistance from someone he thought was boring.If there is, he doesn't mind kicking out the game disruptor first.

Leo, now as Batman, must save her, even if it means losing his head further.

Meeting such pig teammates is also part of Batman's life.

The clown laughed maniacally and looked at the lady running away from him, with his index finger on the trigger ready to push.

A large black bat fell from the sky, blocking his shooting path, and the woman screamed farther and farther until she left the warehouse.

The Joker is rarely excited about forcing Batman to show up.

"Little bat, you're in the way!" The clown rubbed the trigger irritably, and pulled his hair nervously with the other hand, "She's so annoying!"

This kind of annoying spirit who disturbs him playing games with the little bat should be solved once and for all!

Seriously, little bat, why do you even have to save this kind of troublemaker? What if this annoying spirit disturbs his game again next time!

His interest has been drowned out!

"She's innocent," Batman's voice was low and controlled, "don't get the others involved, Joker."

Batman stood facing the Joker with his back to the warehouse door, his cloak hanging down behind him like bat wings, and the bat logo on his chest was faintly visible in the dim light.The faint white light coming in from the warehouse door framed a white border for Batman, and the outline of his whole body and the pointed ears on the helmet were highlighted, giving him a different kind of beauty.

"Impossible!" The clown immediately denied Batman, his green eyes fixed on Batman's cute ears, but there was no sign of compromise in his mouth, "You and I need chips in the game, otherwise it's nothing game!"

How can a game be considered a game without chips and rewards!

This is a game between Batman and him. If he wins, Batman will become a lunatic like him, or even crazier than him; if he fails, he will go to Arkham to get ready for the next game.Looking at it this way, he actually has a great chance of winning, doesn't he?He has countless chances, and the little bat only has one!

As for chips, everything, money, fame, the citizens of Gotham, and even his own life, can be used as chips, and he will never lose!

Yet his little bat just wins every time.

His little bat is awesome!

"This is not a game!" Batman growled.

His voice was like an evil spirit from hell, full of anger, but not "evil spirit" without losing reason.

Leo felt that he could get a statuette.

"It's a game, I mean yes," the clown squinted his eyes, and finally got out of his anger completely, immersing himself in the game, "Let's have an appetizer first, little bat!"

The Joker casually threw the loaded gun at Batman.The gun landed at Batman's feet with a "click", but the Dark Knight had no intention of picking it up.

Batman doesn't use a gun.

Guns are Batman's most hated weapon.Especially this short-handled, black, pistol.

Leo wouldn't pick it up even if he died, that's a serious OOC behavior.

"Pick it up!" the clown ordered loudly, looking enthusiastic.

Batman didn't move.

"Pick it up, little bat!" The clown ordered anxiously for the second time, his voice becoming a little harsh.

If you don't cooperate, how will the game continue!

The clown raised his left hand impatiently, and the members of the clown gang behind him aimed their guns at the hostages in response to his movement.

There was a faint commotion of extreme fear and extreme depression from the hostage group.

"Now!" The clown smiled again, as if he wasn't the one who was anxious just now.

Leo: "..."

He shouldn't have set a flag like "I won't pick up a gun even if I die"!

Batman glared at the Joker for a while, then slowly knelt down and picked up the black gun.

"Oh, good boy!" The clown's voice became light and lively, and his steel teeth seemed to be gleaming, "Next, let's make a choice, shoot anyone here, aiming at the head!"

He pointed at himself with the posture of the host introducing his belongings, then at his subordinates, and finally at the hostages, and then happily looked at his little bat.

Leo suspects that the clown is mentally retarded.

No, he was.

Let Batman kill people as soon as he comes, although this is very in line with the clown's style, but the way to break the situation is too obvious.

It was so obvious that Leo wanted to knock Zhou Ke'er's head open to see how his brain had been corroded by those goddamn chemicals last year.

The question was easy, and Leo knew the choice Bruce would make.

If it is necessary to choose a person who can be sacrificed among all the people present, there is no need to think about who that person is.

He silently aimed the gun at his temple.

"No, stop, stop, you are fouling!" The clown really lost his feet, and his speech became difficult.

How can a game object commit suicide!

His green eyes were tinged with flustered emotion, making him look more like a "human".

Leo knew it was just an illusion.

Taking advantage of the clown and his men in a hurry, Leo quickly fired several bat darts with anesthesia effect.The pitch-black darts brushed past dozens of enemies, but only brought a thin line of blood on their skin that was not fatal at first sight.

The clown grabbed the people around him at the last moment and took the unexpected blow for him.

Most of the enemies are limp on the ground, only the clown and two of his men are still standing.

Although this wave failed to kill the clown, it was quite profitable.

"I shouldn't have believed you, little bat," the clown puffed up his mouth childishly, but his slight expression showed that he was indeed relieved, "I'm going to punish you!"

The nasty little bat broke the rules of the game, of course he must be punished!

"That's enough, Joker." Batman said the words that he couldn't get tired of repeating over and over again.

"Not enough, not enough." The clown took off the decorative paper flower filled with strong acid liquid on his chest and pointed it at the hostages behind him. "Take off your helmet, little bat, and let me see what you look like!"

As long as he exerts a little force, that beautiful paper flower will spray out a deadly solution that can dissolve human bones.

The hostages retreated in fear because of his actions, but there was no room to retreat in the corner of the warehouse.

The instigator, the clown, didn't even look back.His attention is not on the hostages, only on his "playmates".

Threatening the little bat to take off his helmet to reveal his true face, this is really the most appropriate punishment, he almost wants to give himself a thumbs up!

Batman stood there silently, the faint white light around him made him look like a taciturn martyr.

Batman didn't move as if lost in thought.

"I heard that the death penalty has a reprieve, and I think it's very generous." The clown was not in a hurry, and he began to think suddenly, "Listen to me tell a joke first, and then take off the helmet after you finish. Oh, It's a good plan."

The green-haired lunatic continued on by himself.

"Once upon a time—a lot of jokes started with that word, let's skip the nonsense—there were two madmen in the madhouse who were so bored with their lives that they decided to sneak out."

The Joker looks calm, but he never knew what being cool was.

"The roof of the asylum is so high that they can jump from there to the building outside. So they came to the roof."

Suddenly it began to rain outside, and the sound of pattering and pattering almost covered the clown's voice, so he increased the volume.

"One lunatic jumped over, but the other partner didn't dare. The lunatic who jumped over came up with a brilliant idea. He turned on the flashlight and looked back and said, 'Look, I used the light of the flashlight to save a path. You can Come over!' But his companion did not, and do you know why?"

The sky that said it was raining and it was raining soon thundered, which made the clown's pale face dazzled for a while.

"His companion refused, saying: 'How do I know you won't turn off the light when I'm halfway there!' Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Funny little bat!"

Before he had time to wait for the answer, he couldn't stand upright laughing, full of mental retardation.

It's not funny at all.thought Leo.

Really, not at all, not funny.

"Hey, you are..." The clown looked at the man in the bat suit in amazement as if he had discovered a new world, his whole face was filled with joy, "I knew you couldn't bear to leave me!"

Leo:?

The clown happily ran towards him, wrapped his arms around his shoulders and spun three times in a row, the horns of his pitch-black cloak were flying in the air.

Since the remaining two members of the clown gang were still pointing guns at the hostages, Leo did not dare to act rashly, so he failed to avoid the clown's hug.

What is wrong...

Leo looked at the stunned hostages and the two members of the Clown Gang through the gloomy white goggles on his helmet, feeling a little annoyed.

Then he froze imperceptibly.

He is laughing.

He's still laughing habitually at jokes that aren't funny at all.

He was recognized by the clown.

Grass.Leo thought dumbfoundedly.

This is impossible.

It's better to seize the opportunity to beat this funny man and throw it back, he must be beaten so badly that he can't get out for a month :)

He wasn't angry or angry!

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I've tried but it's even harder!Cuckoo!

PS:

Thank you for the landmines that love Pepsi and the Witch Tower Festival to restore blood online!

Thank you Jijiasama for the grenade!