I'm the villain in Gotham

After leaving Arkham, two people appeared on the roof of a tall building. Erberist looked at Gotham with the lights under his feet: "Who do you think that is?"

"Quentin Baker-Mysterio, obviously." Batman's voice lacked emotion: "But what puzzles me is why he would help the Joker."

"...Maybe because Spider-Man showed up in Gotham the other day." Urberist suggested a possibility, then dismissed it himself: "New York has more union partners, and each one is more than the Joker. suitable."

"And the clown only appeared once in this timeline, and we have been imprisoned in Arkham since then," Batman continued to analyze: "Mysterio must have a special reason for choosing him."

"There are too few clues now, we should find the clown first." Erberist said: "It is not known when he will leave Arkham, and now the whole of Gotham is very dangerous."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, and his mental power centered on this, quickly spread to the entire Gotham.

A moment later, Erberist opened his eyes and frowned.

"Didn't find it?" Batman asked.

"I found it, many of them." Erberist said with a hint of displeasure in his tone, "It must be a trick played by Mysterio. He used illusions and mimic machines to shield my perception. I can't identify which ones through factors such as heartbeat and body temperature." One is him."

"It seems that we have to find the instigator of all this first." Batman took out his bat hook gun: "You go to the mystery man and find out what happened. Send me the location of all the clowns you detected, I'm going to find him."

Eberrist nodded, "Understood."

He manipulated it, and countless flashing red dots appeared on the built-in projection of Batman's helmet goggles. It seems that Mysterio really took a lot of effort to help the clown escape.

After the two assigned tasks, Batman fired the rope into the distance, and a black light flashed beside Erberist, and immediately disappeared in place.

In order not to make Batman discover himself too quickly, there must be very few "clowns" around Mysterio, or almost none.There are not many such places in the huge Gotham, but Erberist's space transfer ability allows him to quickly arrive and check.Soon, more than half an hour later, Erberist encountered a large and empty warehouse.

The wall in front of him was casually passed through by him. Realizing that this was another illusion, Erberist chuckled: "So it's hidden here."

Immediately, the ground under his feet trembled, and the wall in front of him suddenly disappeared, followed by a green basilisk that broke out from the ground and grew extremely ferocious, hissing and spitting out its head!

Eberrist raised his palm upwards, and a row of sharp black thorns suddenly emerged from the ground, piercing the basilisk into a series of holes in an instant.The body of the basilisk, which was still baring its teeth and claws just now, twisted, and a string of blue lightning flashed out. The next moment, the illusion disappeared, and the basilisk turned into a pile of sizzling machine parts and fell from midair to the ground.

The moment the basilisk was destroyed, a red fire-breathing dragon and a three-headed hellhound appeared in front of and behind Erberist respectively.He snorted and waved his arm, the fan-shaped black light cut across, and there were two more piles of scrap copper and rotten iron on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, several cobbled-together monsters reappeared all around.

Erberist is starting to get bored with the game: "Frivolous stuff for bloggers' attention."

As he said that, the sharp dark golden pupils shrank, and a burst of power burst out, like countless sharp blades rapidly spreading around, several monsters were evaporated in an instant, and the entire warehouse disappeared in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Erberist narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his lips: "—I found you."

The next moment, he suddenly appeared next to a figure, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up: "Don't run away." The dark creature's eyes raised up like a smile, and the other hand looked like a mysterious guest. There was a light flick on the round helmet of the fish tank.

With a crisp bang sound, the entire helmet shattered, and the scenery and various weapons that were originally covered by the mysterious guest's instruments were quickly displayed beside him.

Oberist stared at the man's face and chuckled softly, "Tell me, where is the clown?"

Stared at by extremely threatening eyes, the mysterious guest couldn't help showing a fearful expression on his face.

The next moment, he overcame his fear between life and death, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly took out a pistol/gun from behind, aimed at Erberister's eyebrows, and shouted: "Go to hell, monster!"

When the trigger is pulled, a bullet engraved with magic is fired!

……

"Master Lotkea," Lotkea, who was still in Wayne Manor, called Alfred to the Batcave because he was worried that things would change. He was now sitting in front of the bat computer.The old butler, who had experienced many storms, couldn't help but look serious at this moment: "The instrument has detected that someone is active outside Wayne Manor."

The second after he finished speaking, the siren sounded and a series of words sounded: "Error, error, the defense device has been disintegrated. Error..."

"Huh?" Lotkea was stunned for a moment, seeing the enemies with clown hoods showing on the camera on the computer that had already broken into Wayne Manor, he asked in surprise, "The Clown Gang?"

"The clown gang? The clown's criminal gang?" Dick said, "They have already entered, what should I do, shall I deal with them?"

"No, Dick, you can only stay in the Batcave, and don't think they are easy to deal with." Lotkea dismissed Dick's eager suggestion: "Afu, turn on the indoor defense mode, but don't activate it yet, let's wait .”

After speaking, he immediately returned to Wayne Manor and called the Wayne couple to the Batcave.Both of them were still awake, and they didn't show any panic when they were urgently called out by Lotkea. They just asked, "Who is the enemy here? Where's Bruce?"

"The clown's people. Bruce is outside, it's his night watch time, and my body." Lotkea stood by the old-fashioned clock in the study and let them go down first: "The bat cave is safe, you will be fine of."

Thomas and Martha, who were halfway down, stopped: "You guys? Lotkea, you—"

Lotkea smiled and punched the wall next to him.Suddenly, a hidden compartment sank, and the entrance of the Batcave was suddenly closed by a thick metal safety door: "The emergency protection device can only be released from the outside, you know, Ah Fu."

Alfred's face appeared on the side screen: "Master Lotkea, what are you doing?!"

"I don't think the clown gang came to Wayne Manor at this time to rob. Batman hasn't found the clown so far. We need a chance." Lotkea smiled reassuringly: "In case something really happens Question, my body will come back immediately, don't worry."

After speaking, he pressed the switch, and the color on the display screen disappeared, returning to darkness immediately.

The old-fashioned clock that was the entrance and organ of the Batcave had returned to its original place just after Lotkea activated the emergency protection device, and now the whole study looked very normal, very ordinary.Lotkea turned around and looked at the rows of heavy books on the tall solid wood bookshelf, thinking that it would be best not to fight for a while, because Alfred would take a long time to clean the bookshelf if it was knocked down.

Thomas and Martha, Alfred, Dick, everyone who is most important to Bruce is safe in the Batcave, and someone has to do this dangerous job.Lotkea casually took out a book from the bookshelf, pretended to come to the study to pick it up, then unscrewed the handle and opened the door of the study.

He ran into a member of the Clown Gang walking silently on the expensive carpet with a gun.

Lotkea's pupils shrank, and he looked very shocked. He immediately took a step back, turned around to pull the drawer under the desk, and was immediately grabbed by the collar, and threw himself on the wall beside him.

There was a dull collision sound when the body came into contact with the wall, and Lotkea was clearly suffering from pain, so he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan from his throat: "Hmm."

"Crack, snap, snap."

A sound of applause came from the side, and Lotkea's arms were pinched tightly behind him, and he was pressed against the wall with great force. The black hair on the side to see who is coming.

The other party was also dressed as a member of the Clown Gang, but seeing his weird behavior and the respectful and even fearful actions of the people around him, Lotkea suddenly had a shocking guess.

Sure enough, the next moment, the other party pulled off the clown hood on his head, revealing a pale face.The red lips parted to both sides, revealing the yellowed and uneven teeth, which looked very strange.

"Hello, baby." The clown threw the hood aside casually, and his short and piercing laughter made people shudder.He opened the collar of his suit jacket, took out a photo from the inside pocket, and then lifted Lotkea's chin with gloved fingers, exaggerating the image of Lotkea's face and the one in the photo. Contrasting left and right, tut tut: "Oh...it's you, that's right."

"... Clown, you came to find me?" Lotkea frowned, enduring the strong squeeze from behind and the clown's scrutinizing gaze.In order not to make his cliché intentions too obvious, he added: "I suggest you surrender yourself immediately. When you break into Wayne Manor, the alarm system here will be triggered immediately, and the police will come soon."

"Oh...haha—well said, thank you for reminding me!" The clown said in his characteristic weird tone.He looked around Lotkea, and then walked towards the desk: "Just now you seem to be planning to take out something from here, let me see - oh, it's a pistol/gun!"

He jumped up and down excitedly, and walked towards Lotkea, as if he had received some great gift, and he couldn't wait to share it with the person who gave it to him: "Ha, it's really beautiful, but there are still some decorations on it -"

As he said that, the clown pointed the muzzle at Lotkea's temple: "How about here? Oh no, the brains will burst out like this, it doesn't seem very beautiful."

The muzzle moved slowly to the nape of the neck, and then all the way down the spine.The cold metal slowly passed across the warm skin through a thin layer of clothing, and the irritated skin bulged with tiny particles, making Lotkea tremble slightly.

The downward trend of the muzzle stopped.

"You like it here, don't you?" The clown's muzzle has been tightly attached to his lumbar spine. The hollow and slenderest part of the waist, where the smooth waist line converges, and a few inches down will go deep into the groin .

Lotkea couldn't help but glared at him.

"Oh, don't be afraid." The clown's lips painted with bright red lipstick stretched up to the limit, his whole face was twisted and funny, and it was extremely weird: "Honey, don't be afraid, it won't hurt—at least I won't. "

The next moment, he pulled the trigger.