Dressed as a night owl, I choose to quit [DC]

"That's not what you said, clown." Penguin straightened his back. "If you had told me sooner, I would never have come."

"What's different?" The clown asked with a smile. "Isn't there a little conflict between you and the court of owls? I'm helping you, Oakie."

"If you're referring to when I funded Freeze...that's not a contradiction, I can pretend the Court of Owls doesn't exist. You're the one who hates them."

"So you're not interested in that owl that showed up last night?"

Penguin tightened his grip on the umbrella.

"He beat my guy up," he said slowly. "Of course I'm going to show him some color. But the question is, how do you know that this guy next to Owl and... Bruce Wayne is the same person?"

"I just know, Okie, what is there in Gotham that the clown doesn't know? Besides, this guy doesn't try to hide it at all, you know, he's unscrupulous, like the people on our side." Speaking of this, The clown came over and patted the Penguin on the shoulder, and got a disgusted frown from the latter, "Even if you don't believe me now, let your people beat him up for sure, hahahaha!"

"Okay, clown." In fact, Penguin's thick and messy eyebrows have not been loosened since his teammates spoke, and his wrinkled features make his aquiline nose look more prominent, "I'll take it as a companion You come to have fun, next time you have this kind of activity to find the Riddler."

The clown laughed until his shoulders trembled: "Eddie will cry because of your affection for him!"

In front of them was an old surveillance device, and the screen displayed the scene in the exhibition hall of the Wayne Memorial.This camera is located on the wall at the end of the exhibition hall. It could have seen the entire room, but lost most of its vision due to the sudden fall of the firewall.

Behind the clown was a middle-aged man in a security uniform, slumped on a chair and unconscious.

The Penguin gave an order to direct his men to climb the vent.Then he said: "Why do you want to move the shutter door? Once this old device is dropped, it can't be lifted in a short time. What if Bruce Wayne outside takes this opportunity to contact GCPD and Batman?"

"Oh, I didn't do that," said the Joker. "I thought you did it, Oakie. It's very creative to challenge yourself."

"I haven't. Why should I do such a thankless thing?"

They looked at each other, the corners of the clown's mouth widened, and he asked sinisterly, "Interesting, if we don't admit it, is there a third person in this control room who can do such a thing?"

After the words fell, Penguin twisted his monocular lens and looked around vigilantly like a conditioned reflex.

The control room was silent.

On the monitor screen, the first batch of penguin subordinates had already opened the vent and climbed into the exhibition hall.The most reckless man in the team pulled out the crowbar the moment he hit the ground, smashed the glass display case with the owl mask, and then continued to castrate fiercely at the black-haired young man standing with his back to the display case.

The latter seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and he turned sideways to avoid the attack. He twisted the handle of the crowbar with one hand and pushed back hard, hitting the attacker's ribs hard.Penguin's subordinates let out an 'ow' in pain, and staggered back three or four steps.

Clown: "Pay attention to sneak attack skills, idiot! The wind is so loud that I can hear it here!" He danced in front of the monitor, shouting loudly like watching a derby game, "Hide to the right, side kick! Kick the night owl's kneecap !"

The Penguin didn't care about the unlucky ones under his command at all.He squatted in front of the console and kept studying the button to lower the shutter door, turning a deaf ear to the clown's shouts.

Of course, the thugs in the exhibition hall couldn't hear the clown's command.The first member of the gang was defeated without any suspense, lying unconscious on the ground, while his companions had already arrived, approaching the opponent in a siege.

Ye Xiao looked at the weapons in their hands, and when an enemy holding a submachine gun fired, he hid behind the counter of the display cabinet, picked up the owl mask that had been knocked down, and threw it at the shooter like a hidden weapon. face.

At the same time, he rushed to the nearby display case, which contained the matching armor with the mask of the court of owls.Half a second later, Ye Xiao smashed the glass with his fist, pulled out the dagger carried by the side of the armor and threw it out.

The unsheathed sharp blade closely follows the front mask, perfectly submerged in the blind spot of the gunman.When Penguin's subordinates raised their arms to stop the mask, they were horrified to find that the tip of the blade was only a few centimeters away from his eyes.

——At this time, it was too late to dodge or ask others for help.

Heart-piercing screams sounded in the room, and the fear and pain revealed made the listeners tremble with fear.The members of the Communist Party who wandered between life and death and deprived countless lives of people dropped their guns and raised their hands tremblingly to press around the eye sockets, but they dared not pull out the dagger that was precisely inserted into the eyeballs, so they could only keep going. Wiping the blood on the ground, he screamed: "I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

The man besieged by them was like a ferocious predator at night, kicking him aside ruthlessly: "You're blind in one eye, but you can't die—thanks to Batman."

The other thug couldn't help shivering and raised his head to look at the camera.

The hand holding the crowbar trembled slightly.

The clown in the control room cursed, turned to Penguin and asked, "Why don't you bring something to fight?"

"I'm not in the mood to argue with you." Penguin said without turning his head, "You didn't tell me that the night owl is so difficult to solve, we are even. Now I just want to know how long it will take for the police to arrive, before that I want to leave."

"Don't you want to meet and shake hands with night owl at all? You two are birds, and owls are only distributed in Antarctica! It's so rare to meet now."

The veins on Penguin's forehead were twitching, but he still endured it: "The console has not been touched, clown. Have you ever thought that the firewall is down because there is really a fire underneath? We have to go and see what happened."

The clown also insisted on meeting Ye Xiao, so they hit it off and blasted the entire wall with a bomb.

Because with the figure of a penguin, even if he tightened his stomach and raised his buttocks, he still couldn't climb into the vent.

When the explosion sounded, Ye Xiao had just finished off the last thug.His leather shoes clattered against the marble floor, the sleeves of his suit jacket were ripped, and there was a red, swollen bruise on his arm, but he looked otherwise unharmed.

The clown laughed and walked into this half of the exhibition hall facing the flames of the explosion. The night owl was bending down to pick up the mask of the court of owls from the ground.He glanced at the uninvited guest outside the wall without emotion, and put the mask on his face.

**

When I came out of the encirclement, I was still thinking about who the opponent was this time. Since they all came to the parallel universe, to be reasonable, the one who appeared would not be the clown, right?

I shielded my mouth and nose with my sleeve as the smoke rose, feeling a little nostalgic for my not-so-aerodynamic bird-feather cape.At this moment, my mood was still peaceful, until I heard Copperpot say to someone in a rough voice: "You go first."

"That's what I like about you, Oakie."

The clown's voice is too recognizable.

As soon as he opened his mouth, I saw black air rising from the ground, bird droppings falling on the holy cross, black cats passing by the balcony, and today might be Friday the 13th.This exhibition hall is not clean anymore, because the clown has been here.

Murphy's Law is extraordinarily accurate at such moments.

Where's Batman?Where's Batman?

Does he not care about this kind of thing?

"Hello, owl~" the clown greeted me cheerfully, "Usually I welcome new members very much. You know there are only a few faces in Arkham, and I get bored occasionally. But you Who is it, and where is it from? The most important thing to meet new friends is to exchange names, and in exchange Uncle Clown can tell you my tragic past, Okey testifies!"

I resisted the urge to shoot him twice first anyway.

In all fairness, the clown in front of me looked much crazier than the one I knew.

I used to think he was twisted, but barely chaotic good—I even saw him weeping at the corners of his mouth at one point because of the dead innocents.I wanted to kill him countless times, or if I couldn't, at least the friends who united around him, but thinking that since I was eight years old, I have never mourned for those souls who died unexpectedly in the future. Don't want to upset the balance we've maintained over the years.

But now his counterpart in the parallel universe is not only perverted but also disgusting. It's hard for Cobblepot to stand behind him with an umbrella and still maintain a deadpan expression.

I changed my mind, Bruce should come back later, some people can see 1 minute less is 1 minute.

Penguin said: "Don't waste time, clown, I really don't want to deal with the police. You've already met him, can we go?"

"Don't worry, didn't you just say to check why the firewall is down?"

"I did but..."

When I heard this, I couldn't help asking: "Didn't you set the fire?" This kind of inexplicable thing is quite like what a clown can do.

Clown: "I don't like you a little bit, Owl, you are framing!"

Penguin said gloomyly, "Me neither. Have you met anyone else before?"

I was about to answer him.But before that, a strange-looking robot suddenly broke into my field of vision.It was wrapped in cotton clothes, dressed like a circus clown, with colorful hair accessories pinned on its head, straw-like blond hair combed into a pair of ponytails, and it leaped over the railing and fell down while grabbing the air vent with its mechanical hands. The chassis with wheels fell to the ground with a crisp sound of "snap".

I suddenly forgot what I wanted to say just now: "Harry?"

Penguin repeated thoughtfully, "Harry?"

The clown screams: "Harry?!"

"It'sme!" I don't know if it should be No. 35 or No. 36. The mechanical doll has a simple voice player on it, but it can only say a few words, which are used by the clown to add dramatic effects when playing terrorist attacks.I've seen it shriek and roam the streets of Gotham City, its countdown ticking, and the final explosion of flames that would give many bystanders nightmares.But in the present scene, only three points of horror are left, and the remaining seven parts have become funny.

I couldn't help but change my posture, from being on full alert to leaning against the display case in a slightly relaxed manner.

The clown also saw his own masterpiece in the parallel universe. His face was hanging on his muscles and trembling, he let out a few indistinct grunts, and then said angrily: "You call it Harley?! I don't admit it!"

The mechanical doll "Harry" doesn't care what other people think of it.This thing does not distinguish between friend and foe. It is extremely lethal and has its own mental pollution. The problem is that it will give priority to attacking people who are close.I was a certain distance away from it, and the penguin had already jumped up-the robot's eyes began to fire lasers, spit acid from its mouth, ammunition flew around, and launched a charge like a small tank.

At least now we know why the firewall goes down.

Coppert moved around with a degree of agility that didn't suit his current size, holding an umbrella and firing at Harley, shouting as he fired, "Hurry up like a solution to your little girlfriend, clown!"

"Who the hell is my girlfriend?!" the clown asked. "Did you hear the ticking sound in her pretty head?"

"That usually means one thing," the penguin paced to prepare for a strategic escape, "it has your favorite bomb in its head."

The clown I know is not a real lunatic after all. The self-destruct robot he made has a limited damage range, and I am still outside the attack radius.

So I was not in a hurry to leave, and I chose a position with a better view and more convenient retreat for the sake of caution, squatting on the showcase and not moving.

**

When the incident happened suddenly, Batman returned to the parking lot to change his equipment, and helped the managers and cleaners in the memorial hall to leave to prevent the building from being destroyed and causing casualties.The clown came one step behind them and blocked the gate, surrounded by vigilant gang members.It took him a while to contact the police.When Bruce rushed to the control room, the security guard inside was still unconscious, but fortunately he was still alive.He breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on the screen, just in time to see that Ye Xiao was confronting the two criminal leaders after finishing off Penguin's subordinates.

In essence, Thomas Wayne Jr. is now as much a victim as anyone else who has left.Batman knew that the clown was coming for the night owl, but he believed in the ability of the owl, but he was worried about other people in the pavilion, so he made a very simple and understandable choice-put the most dangerous enemy at the end Settle, and hope Thomas Jr. can hold them off before he gets there.

Night owl will not kill.Bruce was sure of that.The other party has shown his respect for the rules of the parallel universe more than once, even though he may actually believe in another set of behavioral ideas.

And Batman knows how hard it is to stop a gangster boss and a madman from Arkham Asylum without killing him.He himself is proficient in this way, which does not mean that Ye Xiao is obliged to help.This is like asking the kidnapped hostage to solve the kidnapper by himself. Even if the hostage is indeed capable, the dark knight who thinks he should be responsible for it still feels guilty.

He rushed towards the exhibition hall through the wall that the clown forcibly blasted as fast as he could, and at the same time warned himself that the worst possibility would be that Thomas and his opponent would both be injured.But after getting close to the battlefield, the sound of the battle was indeed quite intense. The penguin kept scolding and the clown jumped in anger.

Finally, there was a loud "bang", the smoke dispersed, and the place was in a mess. Ye Xiao calmly squatted on the broken glass display case, took off the mask on his face and said: "You came just in time, Harry just exploded gone."

"..."

Bruce looked at the fallen penguin and the clown, and asked rigorously, "Who is Harley?"

**

In hindsight, it was unusual for Harley to be in a place like this.After all, it is a characteristic product of our universe, and even the clown himself will be scolded when he sees it. Its arrival must mean that something unexpected has happened that I don't know.

From the bottom of my heart, I don't want to imagine what would happen if the clown from our universe crossed over.

I don't know why Batman's attitude is better than before.He deftly handed the two things on the ground to the Gotham Police Department, and made a casual excuse of "Bruce Wayne has left", and then walked up to me and asked about Harley's whereabouts.

But I didn't even think about it myself, so naturally I couldn't give an answer, but the ominous premonition in my heart that I've had since I saw the clown became more intense.I was thinking about how to speak, and my heartbeat suddenly accelerated by half a beat—the spatial fluctuation I felt before crossing reappeared.

I subconsciously looked into Bruce's eyes, opened my mouth to say something, and swallowed it before the voice rushed out of my throat.What can I say?Wouldn't it be the best development if I went back now?

I know Bruce Wayne is Batman, I know he was born into an excellent family, I know what terrible dangers and honors he will face if he survives, I know that even if the world fails him temporarily, but There will always be someone who loves him.

What I don't know is whether the superhero drawn in my nephew's drawing book also has a past of powerlessness and displacement.I don't know why he chose to take this path.I haven't read the comics and traveled to a universe where good and evil are reversed, so it seems that I have lost the possibility of seeing another fate line forever.

The owl court mask fell to the ground, and I accidentally scratched a long and narrow mark with a dagger on its front, but it didn't stand out very much, just like I carved a hasty stroke on the gate between two worlds.

This is where we meet.

I answered the question about Harley's origins: "It's a long story."

So it's better not to talk.

The chaotic light spread around the location of the mechanical doll.Judging from the amount of content I can think about, it seems like a long time has passed, but in fact, in the blink of an eye, I felt the call from another universe.

I haven't figured out the reason for this inexplicable coming and going, so I can't decide whether to leave or stay.But I was still arguing with Batman about sending me back, and now I'm not only not happy, but a little bit annoyed that I'm doing it this way.

Bruce and I looked at each other for a moment.

Then—we can never accurately estimate the instinctive reaction of human beings in times of crisis, body movements are often faster than the brain, and even the owner does not know why—he reached out and grabbed my arm abruptly.

Close your eyes and open them again, we have already appeared in the sky above another mirror city.

I:"……"

High-altitude parabolic scored twice.

This free fall is for two people. I don’t know if Batman is moved. Anyway, I dare not move because I lost my cape.It's just bad luck to open the door for bad luck, it's all because of the clown's bad luck, I don't know if it's too late for me to call Alfred in the service area.

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The author is already out of heat, this is an update from a mobile phone while hiding in a place where the cool wind blows, sad.

感谢在2021-07-1402:49:05~2021-07-1703:12:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 magicians from the super high school;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Nini and Bat have both, Feiliujiang, Cubic Battery?, Nini and Two Barrels can have one at the same time;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：极娑83瓶；一天八顿饭、阿五、月牙色竹叶20瓶；佐佐木琲世、江上10瓶；妮妮和二桶可以兼得5瓶；Dahlia2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!