Change your destiny from becoming a villain

"Hahahaha..." The clown couldn't help laughing out loud again after hearing what Lars said. The laughter was filled with disdain for the two people in front of him. "Kill me? Kill me?"

He pointed at himself, wiped his tearless eyes with emotion or sigh, sat down on the chair again and said: "OK, OK, although it's not the bat that came this time, it makes me very sad." Hurt, but the more people playing the game, the better, and I wouldn't mind playing with you two until I see that bat."

"But before that, let me confirm, what is the relationship between you and that bat?"

"I'm the teacher who taught him kung fu." Lars said with his hands behind his back, "And this little Batman is his own son."

"Oh, it turned out to be a Bad Boy. Well, I won't comment on that bat's housework, but since you came here in this suit, Uncle Clown will teach you well."

Before he finished speaking, he took out a gun from his pocket with extremely quick movements.At the same time, Damian also pulled out his ninja sword, aiming the blade and muzzle at the opponent's vitals at the same time.

"BadBoy, not everyone can wear this dress." The clown who was strangled by a ninja knife showed his sharp teeth, and the slit on his lips looked very ferocious with the opening of his smile. "Especially... in my before!"

Peng!

The bullet came out of the chamber without warning, and Damian, who was caught off guard by the clown's unexpected move, deflected the bullet with the blade of the knife, avoiding the crisis of headshot.

But in the next second, the clown kicked Damian hard in the abdomen with an upper kick and forced him to take two steps back. Then he twisted his body gorgeously, his thighs rotated 180 degrees and swept Damian away, laughing wildly at the same time. A wild shot at Lars.

Unlike the inexperienced Damian, the experienced Lars just flicked his cloak to the bullets that were constantly being fired, and the cloak hit the bullets flying fast in the air first, deflecting the trajectory of all the bullets. Standing in place without moving a single step, he completed the defense against the clown's attack.

"Ahhh!" The clown's mouth twitched with a frightened expression.But seeing Lars frowned while smiling and standing still, Damian, who was swept away and lost face, rushed over angrily, dancing wildly with a knife in his hand!

clang clang...

As the youngest supreme masterpiece in the history of the League of Assassins, Damian's sword skills are cold and sharp, and his ninja sword is not extraordinary.

The discarded materials around the dilapidated factory were kept under his blade, and every move went straight to the clown's vitals. Damian's eyes and movements were not superfluous, which was perfect.

But what is even more amazing is that the unarmed clown dodges left and right under the sharp blade.Not only is it easy to handle, but it can also take advantage of the slight pause in the tricks to punch a few cold punches and taunt in the mouth.

"Hey! Bad boy, your knife is not as powerful as you look!"

No one expected that this master of chemistry, engineering, and criminology is also an expert in melee combat. Not to mention that Damian's knife skills have no effect on him, he even touched his nose!

"what!!"

Damian, who had never been insulted much, changed his expression in the continuous setbacks. His originally indifferent posture became irritable, and bloodthirsty expressions began to appear in his cold and sharp eyes.

He had already started to lose his mind because of the clown's teasing, his murderous intent increased sharply, and the knife technique in his hand gradually lost its spirituality, waving it like a barbarian.

"Oh, well, I made a mistake." The clown was keenly aware of this, and for the first time, an impatient expression appeared on his face that was still laughing.

He caught an opening in Damian's messy attack, and an elbow mercilessly hit Damian's elbow, breaking his arm, and Damian's body stopped in pain. In an instant another headbutt broke the bridge of his nose, and a final sweep knocked him to the ground, and he grabbed Damian's dropped knife and pointed it at his throat.

"You may be the son of that bat, but you are nothing like him." He squatted down, took off Damian's mask with his sharp nails, and looked at his mask that was extremely similar to Bruce Wayne. There was no surprise on his face, "Oh—look at your expression, anger, loss, humiliation, as pitiful as a cat whose tail has been stepped on. But bats are different."

"He has always been so cool, never be confused by me, and never lose his cool because of my words." The clown gently squeezed Damian's face, and whispered in a gentle voice, "He's rational Horrible, crazy, even I am intoxicated by his charm... Yes, don't want this expression, we are all Batman fans."

"I love him more than anyone else [I love him more than anyone else]."

"You can't be Batman, bad boy." He said this, with sarcasm and ridicule in his tone: "You're just a piece of garbage that tries to imitate but can't even imitate the surface. You have nothing but good skills."

"Thank you for teaching my grandson, Mr. Clown."

At this moment, Lars, who was standing not far away and watching, finally made a movement.

"He has learned well since he was a child. This is the first time he has faced criminals like you. Suffering will be beneficial for future growth."

"Oh, I forgot there was an old one here." The clown turned his head to look at Lars, grinning a little wider. "So, let's play a game."

"Let's count to three and work together to see if your attack arrives first or I cut the bad boy first."

"3."

Before Lars could answer, he started counting on his own.

"2."

Under the blade, a drop of cold sweat dripped from the corner of Damian's forehead. With a strong personality, he didn't want to wait for his grandfather to rescue him, but was trying to find a way to get out of the predicament himself and win back.

"1!"

At the moment when the number was read out, the clown laughed wildly and swung the blade down.And Damian also took advantage of the situation and twisted his body to avoid being slashed.But Lars, who was acting at the same time as them, blew lightly, exhaling a breath that freezes time!

THE WORLD!

Unlike the power in the Xingyue world, which can be infinitely close to stagnating everything, Lars, who only has a part of the demon power left, can only freeze "others" for five seconds.

If you want to achieve the results of the Xingyue world, you must have the ultimate treasure such as infinite gems.

One second passed!

Lars gracefully walked to Damian's side, hugged him in his arms, and then put his hand on the scabbard around his waist.

Two seconds passed!

There was a sharp gust of sword wind from the unsheathed long sword, Lars didn't even look at the clown, the long sword in his hand easily pierced his chest, directly taking his life away.

Three seconds passed!

The sword was drawn into its sheath, and the blood stains stagnated in the air looked so bright red and so beautiful, but the clown still had ferocious eyebrows and smiled insanely.

Four seconds passed!

Lars, who returned to the spot, put Damian down, and stood up again with his hands behind his back, as if nothing had happened.

Five seconds passed!

And then... time starts to turn!

"Pfft!"

The clown's blood gushed out from the blood hole in his chest, and he fell to the ground, looking at Damian with a dazed face and Lars with a calm face in the distance, still smiling.He even stretched out his finger to pierce his own wound to make sure it was real.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha..." He laughed out loud after confirming the real situation, blood stains all over the floor, and the laughing person rolled over and over again.He didn't stop until he was about to die, looked at the hollow ceiling and said, "I lost."

"Tell the bat." At the end, he raised his head with difficulty, staring at Lars and Damian in front of him, "I had a great time."

"I'll give him a present."

After the words fell, this master criminal who set off a bloody storm... just fell here so suddenly.