The correct way to attack the villain

Gotham City will not have any peaceful nights. Every day, all kinds of criminals will do anything to admire the face of Batman or challenge the authority of the Gotham Vigilante.

And tonight, for the only gold penguin statue inlaid with rubies in the private house of the rich man in Gotham, the penguin who summoned most of the Gotham villains to prepare for a big vote.

"That's why I summoned you, guys, Les Howard, you should have heard his name, I need the latest penguin statue in his mansion, and accordingly, after the mission is successful, I will pay you one A very handsome reward."

In the living room of the Penguin underground casino, the chubby Penguin boss stands at the top, holding the black umbrella that he never leaves, and below sits a group of Gotham criminals, including bunnies and killer moths, or Among all the supervillains who came here for the commission, the only well-known one was the bunny girl.

"Les Howard, the central software billionaire, I tried to sneak into his mansion in order to avoid Batman's pursuit."

The lady with bunny ears in a sexy outfit said: "The facts tell me that's not wise, no one has ever managed to get into that place."

The name Rice is well known, and he is the largest partner of the Wayne Group in the central network. To put it a bit exaggerated, he controls the lifeline of the Internet economy in half of the United States. As the CEO of the Rice Group, Rice Howard's private house is of course impossible to Arkham lets the criminals come and go as they say.

Penguin kicked the ground impatiently with the tip of his umbrella: "I didn't ask you to come and give me Coples Group, wouldn't you think of a way? Or did I make you think that just robbing any small store would be enough?" Worthy of the large commission I paid?"

The scene fell into silence.

At this moment, the sound of something hitting the ground came from behind, one after another, regular and rhythmic, accompanied by the sound of slow footsteps, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Here is a circular venue, including a huge curtain behind Penguin, which looks like a movie theater.Probably to create that creepy atmosphere, the back is very dark, only the seats in the front row with people are lit, Penguin is always happy to do this, so no one can clearly see the person hiding in the shadows behind who is it.

All they could hear him say was, "It's a pity that even Mudface got an invitation to Project Penguin, why didn't I?"

The familiar voice and intonation were enough for them to guess who it was.

"joker?!" Killer Moth exclaimed.

"Hi, long time no see, but now is not the time to say hello to old classmates."

A figure gradually emerged from the black shadows. He was wearing a purple suit, bright eyes and flamboyant bag. The messy clown makeup hung on his face. His green hair seemed to have been well groomed and even sprayed with pomade. The tight black suit pants made his legs that were first exposed to the light look slender and slender.

He holds an eagle-headed cane in his hand, which is probably the only difference between the first generation joker and the second generation joker.

Penguin's voice suddenly became sharp, and the rich villain wearing a tall hat excitedly beat the bodyguard around him with a black umbrella: "Who let him in, throw him out! I don't welcome them here!"

Judging from the psychological trauma caused by Eredar's adoptive father to the Penguin and the economic losses caused by Eredar himself to the Penguin, the fact that the Penguin didn't draw a gun on them on the spot was probably his last mercy to the clowns.

However, a few seconds passed, and the well-trained bodyguards still froze in place.

The activated clay spread to their feet like a thin thread, and then exploded and entangled with force. The mud spread to the bodyguards' bodies, making them completely incapacitated.

Mudface stood quietly behind the eredar. He didn't need a black suit and sunglasses, he was the most competent bodyguard.

"Don't be in a hurry to drive me away, I'm here to discuss things with you." The cane knocked on the marble floor, making a crisp sound, Eredar paused, and changed his words, "No, it should be said, I'm here to save you That hopeless collector."

"A rich man with terrible taste." Mudface added in a low voice after hearing Eredar finish speaking.

"When you have a bunch of super-criminals who are too stupid to even break the security system of Rice Tech, you need a tube of super chemical that can corrode a twelve-layer thick anti-laser titanium alloy security door, and according to I know Rice's security doors are only five layers thick at most."

As the clown said, he put a tube of reagent on the table, and the faint blue liquid in the glass bottle looked thick and weird.

"Eon, still thinking of some stupid way to raid, why not just be a little bit more straightforward?"

Although as a businessman, Penguin may not have the essence of talking about business, but when the object is the ruby ​​gold penguin statue that he has been thinking about for several years, he still calms down: "What do you want to do? What do you want? "

He got no reply from the eredar.

After putting down the bottle of reagent, the clown turned around and waved to everyone with his back: "Have fun, guys."

Halfway through, he suddenly stopped and turned his face: "By the way, remember to give me an invitation letter for the next party."

"Whether you refuse to be with me, but if you don't invite me, it's like how unpopular I am in Gotham."

Isn't that true?Clayface slander.

The people in the conference hall looked at each other in blank dismay, and the Penguin asked the bodyguards to send the tube of reagents to be tested. As a casino and loan shark boss, he would not spend money to smash a money-losing chemical plant, so if the tube of reagents is really It is as useful as the clown said, and it will be of great help to them.

As for the clown, he disappeared into the darkness silently again with his muddy face just like when he came. No one would doubt that the clown is not a serious lunatic, just like no one can guess what the lunatic is thinking. .

Like mudface.

"so--"

On the roof of Rice's private house, facing the roof of the Wayne Group, Eredar sat on the guardrail, and Mudface sat beside him: "What do you want to do?"

The eagle-headed cane was placed across her thigh, Eredar looked up at the moon, and said casually: "I want to see Batman, isn't the purpose simple enough, after I have done so many things."

Mudface frowned: "I thought you would have a more direct way?"

Eredar: "For example?"

Mudface: "Robbing a bank? It's not what you said, call Batman, the police have the way of the police, and the bad guys should look like the bad guys."

Eredar spread his hands: "Please, man, today I went to negotiate with him, not to fight with him. Wouldn't it be nice for everyone to sit down and talk about something meaningful? Why do you have to leave a clown behind?" Only know the bad impression of crime?"

Mudface: "Isn't it?"

"Of course not!" said the eredar passionately. "Praise the sun! Despicable Lord! May the world be peaceful!"

Muddy face... Muddy face frowned, and found that his words seemed to be farting.

Eredar's expression changed: "Okay, let's get down to business, you have to help me later—"

An hour and a half passed.

Penguin's actions were faster than Eredar imagined. He really couldn't wait for a moment for the penguin statue. After the identification results came out, he immediately led people to invade and occupy Rice's mansion. Unprepared, Lai Si was hit straight.

The familiar alarm bell rang through the audience again.

Eredar stood up excitedly: "It's coming, it's coming!"

Clayface: "What's coming?"

There was the dull sound when the curtain lights were turned on next to my ear, and Eredar's voice became shrill with excitement: "Look!"

In Gotham's airspace, where the moon is bright and the stars are thin, a clown light is quietly shining on the familiar position where the bat light has been lit countless times.

Crazy expression, exaggerated smile.

"Haha!" Eredar clapped her hands vigorously, "Is it great? Clown light! It seems that I will receive a call from Sheriff Gordon soon. What should I do? How can I pretend that I often do good things?" ? Does a Gotham vigilante with makeup sound cooler than a psycho with a mask?"

Mudface didn't speak.

He looked at the sky, and a complex expression rarely appeared on his usually dull face.

I have to admit that in the eyes of the Gotham villains, this scene was indeed too shocking to describe in words.

This is Batman's most authoritative provocation.

"There's going to be a lot of stuff going on tonight."

The two sat on the railing, looking at the Gotham East City that was in complete chaos below. Eredar stepped on the second railing with her legs bent, her elbows on her knees, her hands folded to support her chin, her voice was gentle : "The scarecrow will go crazy."

Mudface felt that he couldn't keep up with Eredar's thinking: "What's the matter with the Scarecrow?"

"You said."

"If the only tube of precious panacea that I spent ten years to prepare was used by the Penguin to rob, how would the Scarecrow react?"

The news on the huge screen in the Life Tower immediately echoed the eredar's words.

That was the latest news in Gotham City. A restaurant closest to the police station was infected by scarecrow gas. The 59 innocent people present shrank their limbs at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then——

Turned into a crawling, crying baby.

The screen flashed, and a scarecrow with a hood appeared on the black background.

"This operation shows you five ounces of my latest toxin. I know it doesn't look scary, at least not as scary as my fear of poison gas, though."

"Gotham, you have angered me, pray, if I haven't found my potion before dawn, tomorrow, I will make the whole of Gotham look like I'm playing house."

Fear grips Gotham again, in a way that seems grotesque.

There was the sound of applause, Mudface came back to his senses, looked at Eredar proudly celebrating his masterpiece by clapping his hands, and even repeated in imitation of the scarecrow:

"Tomorrow, this will seem like child's play!"

After speaking, he himself began to laugh: "If you become a child, you must be very cute, at least compared to now, mud face."

"No one wants to be like that, eredar, this is not the time to joke."

Mudface was uncharacteristically serious, he rubbed his face, licked his lips, retracted his tongue after licking a smell of mud, and then looked at Eredar: "How long have you been planning?"

Eredar paused for a moment before realizing: "If you mean from stealing the scarecrow's potion to when we're standing here—"

"Not long." Eredar recalled the time from getting off work at the Wayne Group to changing into the clown suit. "About an hour and a half?"

Although he had already acquiesced in his heart, but today, Muddy had to admit it again.

Swear by the clown lights that lit up in the night sky, among the criminals, eredar is definitely the most successful one.

none of them.

The chaotic Les Cartel, the evil Penguin criminals, the sudden appearance of the Clown Lamp, and the raging Scarecrow.

Gotham has seen many similar terrorist attacks in the past, but never one like this one - chaos.

So chaotic that even Sergeant Gordon felt helpless. The only thing he could do was to leave two seats for his daughter Barbara and his wife in the bus fleeing Gotham, while he himself Stand by the police.

Then pray.

Tonight, Gotham can only rely on one person to save everyone.

"The last bus left the city limits an hour ago, and soon there will be only a group of criminals on the streets who are afraid of chaos, and the great Batman, today, has not given up his spirit of heroism and self-sacrifice, struggling in the Gotham's front line."

In the headset is the latest news from the old butler Alfred with a sense of ridicule. Batman is sitting on the Batship, his brows hidden under the mask are deeply furrowed.

"An unknown military vehicle marked with a Scarecrow logo passed through Chinatown 10 minutes ago and stopped at...Hey little guy, get out of the way, you're blocking my locator."

Alfred used the mouse to sweep away Bang Ya, who was imprisoned in the main brain screen by them, and lost the power supply in Song Mo's watch. Tossing it on the table.

"—Rice Group, master."

The Gotham Police Department and the Rice Group straddle the east and west areas of Gotham. No matter how fast the Batmobile drives, by the time it arrives at the Rice Group, the entire building has already been emptied, and only a group of cleaners are left. The miscellaneous fish on the battlefield.

It's a mess here, the glass of the whole building was blown, valuables were looted wildly, criminals greedily stuffed all the gaps in their car, just when they were about to drive away, a tall A black figure enveloped them.

batman.

The criminal driver reacted first, and he yelled: "Run!"

But it was too late.

The auto-sensing laser turret overturned the jewel-laden car, and Batman stomped across the gold shards, then grabbed the driver by the collar and lifted him up in a scream of terror.

The voice was hoarse: "Where is the Scarecrow?"

The criminal yelled: "I don't know!"

Batman grabbed the man's wrist with one hand, threw him to the ground, stepped on the criminal's chest, and only lifted his hand, squeezing his wrist so hard that it almost broke the bones.

Under the criminal's wailing, Batman repeated: "Where is he?"

The criminal was frightened with tears and snot on his face: "I don't know, let me go, let me go, I don't know anything, I don't know a scarecrow, I really don't know a scarecrow..."

Batman's patience is always zero when facing criminals, he stopped talking nonsense, and his voice was low and harsh: "If you don't say—"

"If you don't tell, he'll break every bone in your body."

A clear and bright voice interrupted Batman's words. Behind him, the Joker stood on the roof of the bombed-out military vehicle, holding his eagle-headed cane in one hand, and took it off in a gentlemanly manner when Batman looked over. The non-existent hat, slightly bent over: "Good evening, my sir."

Now is obviously not the best time to free up the Joker to Arkham.

Batman frowned, involuntarily increasing his strength in his hands.

As for the criminal—

"I advise you, it's better to say, otherwise I have a lot of ways."

The clown walked in step by step. In Gotham, there is nothing scarier than that cold face under the night sky.The slender cane made a circle in the air, and finally stopped at the corner of the criminal's mouth.

"Cut yours first...here, the split skin will bleed out the same color as my lips, that scene will definitely be exciting." The clown said softly, then moved the scepter to his eyes, and then Little by little, press down, "or—"

Batman made no move to stop him.

The criminal broke down: "I said, I said!"

"He got out of the car in Chinatown, I saw him walk into a loft, that's all I know, I'm just a driver, let me go! Don't hurt me!"

Eredar smiled: "That's good."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Batman: "I think you should know why I came here. It takes about 8 minutes from here to Chinatown at the speed of your Batship. I have enough time to show my sincerity."

Every time the clown takes a step, he gets a little closer. It’s just a pity that Eredar can’t experience the feeling of "breathing breath" with this 1.9-meter-high man. He can only look up at his chin and lips.

"I'll help you, you can't handle it alone."

Batman was silent, probably thinking.

Half a minute later, he looked at the criminal again: "If—"

Eredar interrupted again: "If you dare to deceive him, he will break your other hand."

Criminal: "The other one?"

Eredar stood in place, watching Batman's hand holding the criminal did not move, for his lack of cooperation, the clown said——

He held the scepter, raised it high, aimed at the criminal's grasped arm, and swung it down fiercely.

Click.

The sound of bones breaking, and the criminal's heart-piercing screams.

Eredar licked the corner of his mouth at Batman: "Do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing."

After speaking, he quickly slipped into the Batship with the door still open.

Batman didn't have time -- or at least didn't stop it.

Perhaps not even Alfred thought that he could see the clown sitting in the Batship in his lifetime. Although he knew that his young master was not a person who would act on his own will, but before that, the Batship had only carried—Catwoman, Bunny, Poison Ivy, Deadshot, Black Spider, Calendar Man...

hmm... well, it's not too much to carry a clown.

"I'll help you get rid of the scarecrow, and you return Bangya to me."

Eredar stated his purpose bluntly: "I know he must be hidden somewhere by you. If I have the ability to find your base, I don't need to help you at all. You know, Gotham is now It’s the state I’m most satisfied with.”

The polite clown knows how unpopular he is, so he only sits in the corner of the battleship, with his butt only touching the seat.

"That's my sincerity."

Batman: "What about that potion?"

Eredar didn't expect that the other party would agree when he just raised it, and he had an honest and cooperative expression.

"Before you locked the Scarecrow in Arkham, he spent ten years in the attic of the clock tower in Chinatown, in order to study his - the original solution of genetic degradation? I remember it was called this, a magical drug that can reverse the function of the human body by 20 years , and if you are under 20 years old, you will degenerate into a fertilized egg."

"Of course, the effect of the medicine varies from person to person. For you people, it is estimated that the effect will only be within ten years."

Ah Fu on the other end of the headset: "Then you can buy one from the Scarecrow, master, before you send him back to Arkham, he finally did a good deed."

Batman: "...I'm happy with where I am, Fu."

The Batship stopped on the roof of the building next to the attic of the Clock Tower in Chinatown, not too long, exactly 8 minutes.

After the scarecrow threatened Gotham, the people of Gotham temporarily left here by means of transportation at the fastest speed. The entire Chinatown was empty, only the sound of the clock tower's clock hand swinging was clearly audible.

Even Gordon was nowhere to be seen.

Of course Eredar would not let those policemen get in the way at this time.

In an abandoned warehouse not far from the Gordon police station that no one knew, Mudface sat with the tied-up Gordon and Gordon's men, looking at each other.

"I always feel that you make me feel very kind."

Mudface said as he peeled a banana, "But the eredar are my best friends, and I can't let you go."

The Bell Tower Loft is a unique place.

The Scarecrow is known for his fear gas, just like the Joker's death laughing gas, but the only difference is that no one knows that the Scarecrow is actually a crazy pharmacist in private.

His attic connects all the buildings on the same floor in the entire street. The simple, old and even decayed wooden boards become the worst-quality walls and floors. In the corridor-like room, countless experimental medicines are placed on countless tables.

The entire humble research room was empty.

"Otto Apocalypse."

Batman stopped in front of the old computer in the center, on which was a character file, on the old and yellowed photo, a man with long silver-white hair was sitting on a European-style chair like an aristocrat, wearing a robe, waiting The bishop crowned him.

This is the second time Batman has heard the name.

"The supreme leader of the Destiny Organization, if there is no accident—" Alfred dutifully broadcast all the information he knew, "He was responsible for the earth invasion more than ten years ago, and he failed miserably in the end. Abandoned the battleship and fled."

"He seems to be working with Lex Luthor on a big case, and no one knows what it is."

Batman sticks a data chip on the computer mainframe: "Obviously he also cooperates with the Scarecrow."

The mechanical chip quickly copied all the data in the computer. When passing the monitoring column, Batman frowned: "Wait a minute."

The chip stopped working immediately, and the black glove pressed the mouse and clicked on the video surveillance.

There is no one on the surveillance, including their current location, and this surveillance is undoubtedly real-time surveillance.

"Some tricks, it seems that the scarecrow is not a master at operating computers."

After entering a series of cracking passwords, the real surveillance screen finally popped up, including the one from a few hours ago.

There were two figures in the picture, one a scarecrow, and the other a young man with glasses and freckles, normal-looking, except for the height and build of a bloody eredar.

He was working with the scarecrow to develop a certain potion, and after the experiment, he carefully cleaned up all the things related to him, including fingerprints, hair, and even dandruff and shoe prints.

Batman looks at the Joker.

It's easy for two people to share a ten-inch screen, so the two got very close, and Eredar even leaned forward: "What are you thinking, Mr. Batman."

"You think I'd go to great lengths to cover up the traces just to—"

He licked the corner of his mouth: "Don't let you know that I did it?"

So Batman simply called up another monitor.

Above, the clown is as aboveboard as he said, relying on the fact that the scarecrow is a computer idiot without help, he swaggers into the laboratory without any disguise, steals the elixir in his refrigerator, and then sits in front of the computer and deletes Surveillance records, and adjusted the monitoring screen to two days ago.

Eredar: "emm..."

"So, you are the mastermind behind this incident."

Batman let go of the mouse, straightened up, and a tall shadow enveloped Eredar like a hill: "And now, you're trying to use this to blackmail me and give you back the brain?"

Eredar...

Eredar fell into a long thought.

in a few minutes.

Eredar: "Yes."