[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

Bat and Fast didn't stay in this world for too long.

When the first ray of dawn fell on the land of Waylon-No Man's Land, there was a mess under the Hanged Ghost Tree, and only the traces of the bonfire on the ground proved that the two of them had indeed existed in this barren land yesterday.

Manipulating the system to jump between universes, the last time Fast brought bats from the other world to Waylon was his first practice.

When did the Lord God think that the system he designed to control believers to provide him with energy in different worlds would one day be manipulated by humans to jump in space.

Fast opened his eyes, and the space-time jump would make him feel dizzy and unreal for a while.

It was pitch black, in stark contrast to the dawn that was still in Waylon-No Man's Land just a second ago. Faster's eyes couldn't adapt to this immediately, but kept alternating black and white light .

Simply, Fast closed his eyes to give his eyes a buffer time.

When he stepped on the muddy ground, the feeling of the thick mud mixed with the cement floor made him pause a little.

Immediately afterwards, the rotten stench hit his face.

Some filthy critters are enjoying their dinner in the garbage, squealing.In the distance came the seemingly endless sirens of police cars.

The air is always floating with chemical ingredients, but it can make every criminal's blood spurt, and he can't stop it.

Familiar crime and corruption.

Gotham.

Fast closed his eyes and raised his lips. His expression was relaxed and willful. The rebellious factors in his bones were revived because they were wrapped in the familiar air.

They were restless, urging Fast to do something.

This is the poison of Gotham, and everyone who smokes Gotham and Gotham's same roots cannot resist it.

The same is true for Fast, and he loves it.

When he opened his eyes, Bruce wasn't by his side, which wasn't a surprise, there was something wrong with the time jump that caused him to be separated from Bruce.

Fast didn't worry about that, a mistake wouldn't land Bruce too far.

Fast sniffed the neckline, the smell Bruce left last night still lingered on his body, like cold icebergs and tough cedar, with a faint musky scent.

Because the world they went to after leaving the other world is the Middle Ages, and there is no modern water source that is readily available.

And Waylon-No Man's Land, just like its name, the human beings living here are scattered and few.

There is no water source nearby, and even if there is, it must be the territory of water ghosts or swamp witches.

Fast didn't want a water ghost to grab his leg from under the water and try to drag him underwater while he was washing his body.

It's not that he can't beat the water ghost, but he doesn't want to fight the water ghost in the water naked, especially when he thinks that the water ghost will touch him, he feels uncomfortable for a while.

So, in the end, Fast just changed some water from the system to get the remaining fluid out of his body and body.

Then he threw away the tattered pale knight battle suit that was torn by Bruce, and put on the standard purple and green three-piece suit that belonged to the clown. He even put on clown makeup on himself slowly before dawn.

As Batman said in the other world, be the Joker for him.

Fast likes this feeling, he smells of Bruce all over his body, it will always remind him of last night when he was possessed and controlled by Bruce.

Fast sniffed a couple more times, hmmm... since Bruce was likely to come looking for him, and he could always find Bruce.

He decided to enjoy his rare freedom before the smell of Bruce's belonging to him disappeared.

Fast took off the dark green tie at the neckline, turned his palm, and the tie disappeared in his hand. He unbuttoned it, turned his palm again, and a silver cane appeared in front of him.

Now it's time for him to see what his Gotham has become in his absence.

Let's hope those cowardly and greedy fellows haven't tried to challenge the Joker's authority during his absence.

Otherwise he'll be busy for a while.

But Fast wished they could do something that would make his night less boring.

The sound of beating came from next to the ear. Hearing the sound, there were quite a few people, and they were nearby.

The corner of Fast's mouth raised in joy, he hummed a little tune indiscriminately, and went away looking for the sound.

Fast stepped into the alley where the violence was taking place.

Under the moonlight, a tall man with his back on his back, wearing a red metal helmet on his head, and a leather jacket, his two muscular and powerful legs are slightly spread apart, and his military boots are slightly twisted, gripping the ground vigorously.

He's dressed like a normal late-night racer.

There is a dagger strapped to his leg, and several guns and bullet boxes are strapped under the flying short leather jacket. Oh, it doesn't look that ordinary.

The man was carrying a thug who was somewhat stronger than himself, and Fast saw the mark on the thug, which was the subordinate of the double-faced man.

Immediately afterwards, Faster noticed that there were many subordinates of double-faced people lying on the ground.

Oh, forgive him.The man in front of him was so outstanding that he couldn't take his eyes off him at all.

The man sensed that someone was approaching behind him, he didn't turn his head back, but took his time, raised his leg and kicked the thug in the abdomen, and then punched the thug's jaw hard and flew out.

"Why can't someone always pretend they're deaf or blind? This is Gotham, and that's not a good habit."

The man said in a rambling and hoarse voice, making it impossible to ignore the accompanying pressure.

The man slowly turned his head to look at the intruder who disturbed his "business", but the moment he saw Fast, his original casual attitude suddenly became vigilant, and the killing intent quickly condensed into a sharp blade and stabbed Fast special.

He touched his waist, pressed it on the gun bag, and stared at Fast vigilantly with murderous intent.

Fast noticed that in addition to being murderous, the man in the red hood also had an almost twisted hatred for clowns, and he had a red bird logo that looked like a bat on his chest.

Exempt?Is this popular these days?Then should he also have a clown poker logo on his chest?

Jason tensed up, wary of what the clown might do. This lunatic never plays cards according to common sense. This is a well-known secret in Gotham. He didn't expect to meet the clown here.

Jason also had some pleasure, ha, how can Batman stop him from taking revenge on the Joker?You must know that this lunatic came to the door by himself.

Last time, after Jason caught the clown and took revenge on him, he tied the clown in the basement, intending to blow up the clown like the clown killed him, and he wanted to see if the clown was as good as he was Luck can live again.

In fact, Batman and his new Robin rescued the Joker before the bomb exploded, and Jason fought a fierce battle with Batman and his Robin.

He doesn't understand why Batman wants to save the Joker, as he expects Batman to kill the Joker to avenge him.

Batman didn't do that, he didn't avenge himself.

Which means, Batman doesn't care about him at all, he's dead, Batman can have a new Robin, Gotham has tons of kids who want to be Batman's birdies.

And he, Jason Todd, is just the one Batman dislikes the least among the Robins in the past.

Since Batman doesn't care about him at all, why should he be obsessed with Batman?

He is no longer Batman's obedient soldier, he has walked out of his maze, so he has to thank Batman for the real, reborn him.

He wants to offer Batman a gift of thanks for his rebirth——

Jason's eyes hidden under the hood glanced coldly at Fast at the entrance of the alley. He raised his lips and pulled out a maliciously twisted smile.

A dead clown.

Jason spoke casually, as if meeting an old acquaintance. "clown..clown"

Clown also means clown, but it generally refers to the circus clown who is at the bottom and needs to watch people's faces to live.

"I didn't go looking for you, but you took the initiative to look for me. You can be considered courageous." His ending sound was long and his aura was born naturally.

Fast tilted his head and narrowed his beautiful dark eyes. He quickly searched the past memories in his head to make sure that he didn't know the man in front of him.

But the man's performance is clearly that he recognizes him, and he is still the kind of person who hates him to the bone.

So Fast kept a sweet smile on his face, tilted his head and asked, "Since when did Gotham have a guy as strong as you?" Maybe he did something before, but he completely forgot, after all, the crazy clown There were so many bad things he did, he couldn't remember everything.

Jason sneered, thinking that Fast was afraid of death.

He waved his hand.

"Are you going to pretend you don't know me? Mr.J, we have spent several nights together, just you and me." Jason's voice was loose and careless, but he couldn't hide the traces of killing intent .

In that dark basement, the never-ending bright red and black sharp laughter still appears in Jason's nightmares until now.

Fast maintained his squinted expression, but the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

etc?Does this man know what he's talking about?

Fast carefully searched a circle of memory, he was sure that he had always kept himself clean and hadn't messed around.

He doesn't have any excessive demands on sex, and before he has a regular partner, he usually settles it by himself.

Apart from what Fast had done with Batman last night, he hadn't fucked anyone before, including Zola.

The child in Zola's womb was only made by the Lord God to deceive him.

So, what is this man wronging himself for?If Batman hears this, can't he beat him to death?

Fast also spread his hands like Jason, and his tone was still sweet: "Okay, sir. Your joke...is very interesting, and it really scared me."

"But I have a partner now, and I'm no longer the bachelor joker I used to be. It's better not to make such jokes."

After Fast finished speaking, he scanned Jason's figure without hiding his gaze. "Uh, your figure is indeed good. But it's still not as good as my partner." Speaking of the last point, his tone was a little proud.

Jason didn't care if the clown had a partner, he frowned slightly because of the clown's slightly obscene words.

He's angry at the Joker for pretending not to know him, denying all the atrocities he's committed in the past.

So Jason's tone became more and more low, suppressing his anger. "Are you still pretending? joker, don't you know me?"

He pointed to his red hood.

"You don't remember this?"

Fast shook his head honestly, with innocent eyes and the same expression.

The author has something to say: Jason complained: We spent several nights just you and me.

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