After holding the thigh and overturning the car [Zhong Yingmei]

Lila was not stupid, of course she couldn't just stand there and wait for the clown to hit her.

If anything, she would have dealt with the clown before, especially after realizing certain problems.But now the clown is going to shoot her to death. If she still stands there in order not to fall out with the clown, she is really a pure fool.

Although Laila feels that there is not much difference between herself and a big fool now.

Still, she'd rather be a not-so-stupid idiot than a total idiot.

……

Can a human go faster than a bullet?

Laila couldn't do it.

But she can guess when the clown will shoot, and then change her position a second before he shoots.

The oil paint on the Joker's face obscured all his expressions, and it really clouded Lyra's judgment.But life and death were at stake, and Laila's concentration was unprecedentedly concentrated. When the corners of the clown's lips were raised slightly, Laila's whole body tightened, she lowered her body, and rolled on the ground in a circle.

The bullet hit the ground behind where Lyra had been.

Having escaped, Laila let out a long sigh of relief.

The Joker clapped his hands as Lyra dodged his own shot.

It's like you're tired of playing with a toy, and before you want to tear it up and throw it in the garbage, you suddenly find that this toy has a new function, which you have never discovered before.

The novelty gets you ready to play with the toy again before it ends up in the junkyard.

That's how Joker feels right now.He was ready to give up Laila, a "toy" that might be interesting but made him very unhappy, but suddenly found that this "toy" had more interesting aspects, which made him reluctant to just throw her away.

The clown put down the gun, his eyes followed Laila's figure, but he caught a glimpse of Jack beside him out of the corner of his eye.

The clown's lips drooped.So what if it's fun?It is better to destroy what does not belong to him.

The Joker raised his gun again, aiming at Lyra.

In order to prevent Lila from escaping his bullet again this time, the clown raised an eyebrow at the man next to him.

The man immediately understood what the clown meant, and he ran towards Lila who was running towards the elevator.

The Joker aimed at Lyra, firing casually.

And Lyra just dodged the Joker's bullet every time.

The clown turned his head and looked at Laila with interest in his eyes.The man chasing Laila thought that the clown was teasing Laila on purpose, and wanted to wait until he caught Laila later, leaving her bound in silence, watching the bullet go through his heart.The clown likes to experience this kind of pleasure the most.But the clown knew that each of his seemingly random shots was definitely not teasing Laila, but each shot missed in the end.

Even if there were a few shots on Laila's body, they were all in the arms or the sides of the legs.

And even though the leg was hit firmly by the bullet, Laila seemed to feel no pain, and her movements were not affected at all.

The clown was getting more and more amusing.

Lyra over there didn't think it was funny at all.The clown fired many shots in a row. Even though she could dodge some of the fatal shots based on her own feelings, she still couldn't get out of the body, and left large and small wounds on her body. The only thing to be thankful for was Yes, most of them are scrapes.

And the clown started to shoot more frequently as if he had discovered something interesting,

While running towards the elevator, Laila also had to dodge these dense bullets, gradually becoming a bit out of control.

In the end, Laila couldn't dodge, and a bullet went into her thigh, leaving a bloody hole.

Unlike the previous scrape, the bullet nearly went through Lyra's thigh.

Laila gritted her teeth, as if she didn't feel any pain, she continued to run forward without any disorder.

Obviously before, Laila felt that it would not take long to get here from the elevator, but now this short road has become very long, and every second seems to be slowed down hundreds of times.

At least she didn't have to worry about five minutes now, Laila thought wryly.Judging from this, the clown should have already controlled the entire Arkham, so they made such a big commotion here, and no one has come here until now.

But if the Joker has already controlled the entire Arkham, then everything she does now is meaningless.Even if she can take the elevator and leave here, can she leave this Arkham that has been completely controlled by the clown?

If she must die here again...

Laila closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she ran in a different direction.

She has no weapons, so she can only dodge the bullets shot at her by the clown blindly.But she doesn't have a weapon, how can others be without a weapon?

At least, the man definitely had a gun.

Lyra turned a corner and ran towards the man.

Seeing Laila's movements, the man froze for a moment, as if he didn't think that his prey would "fall into the net", but soon he realized what was going on, and pulled out the gun from his waist.

Lyra dodged a bullet from the man, at the expense of the Joker's bullet that grazed her arm.

The man hesitated a bit, he wanted to kill the woman directly, but judging by the clown's appearance, if he really killed the woman like this, he might be the next one to die.

With concerns, the man is holding back everywhere.He also didn't expect that Laila was really so stubborn, planning to fight him with bare hands.

Laila was desperate, merciless, and made killer moves everywhere. The man was concerned about the clown, so he didn't do anything cruel.And after realizing that the man didn't dare to really kill herself, Laila became even more desperate.

The man realized that a gun was not a good choice, so he drew the dagger from his waist.

Laila didn't care about the man's moves, because she understood that he couldn't really kill her.She had no scruples, even though the man's dagger left all kinds of wounds on her body.

When the man's dagger stabbed at her again, Laila did not dodge, but put her neck in front of the man's dagger.

She guessed right, the man's dagger scratched her neck, leaving a bloodstain.When the man realized that his dagger was about to slit Laila's throat, he immediately withdrew his hand.

Taking advantage of this moment, Laila kicked the man and snatched the gun from his side.

The man was kicked by Laila and fell to the ground.Laila didn't even look at the man lying on the ground. She took the gun, aimed at the clown, and fired three times.

Although she had never used this type of gun before, after numerous trainings, Laila's marksmanship was very accurate. Even with an unfamiliar gun, the bullet grazed the clown's cheek, leaving a bright red bloodstain.

The clown actually laughed.His fingers brushed the scars on his face, looking at the bright red blood on his fingertips, he put his fingers to his mouth, and licked the blood.

While the Joker tasted his own blood, Lyra shot the man lying on the ground twice, hitting him in the leg and making sure he was incapacitated.

After this, Laila turned her head to the Joker and raised her gun.

The clown didn't shoot again. There were several guns by his feet, all of which were simply thrown on the ground after he emptied the magazines.

Someone as dangerous as the Joker can get so many guns in Arkham, Laila thinks Gotham is taking date pills.

"Wow, honey, you really surprised me." The clown said.

"I still have a lot to surprise you." Lila said, "Anyway, it looks like I won't be able to get out of Arkham today, so if the clown can sleep here with me, I won't be alone .After all, you are the biggest villain in Gotham, and if you are with me, then I will have a lot of face."

The clown raised his gun and said to Lila with a smile, "Sweetheart, don't worry, you won't be alone."

Lyra dodged a few bullets sideways and fired several shots, but only one shot hit the Joker, passing through his side.

The clown pressed the wound on his waist, the corners of his lips were even more curved: "You are the second."

Lyra understood what the Joker meant by the second.The first one in his mouth should be Batman, right?

With only one bullet left in the gun, Lyra bit her lip and made up her mind.

Before, she had to avoid the clown's bullets, and the clown didn't stand still, so it was almost impossible to kill the clown.

What if now... she stopped dodging bullets from the Joker?

Lyra knew that at this point, she would not be able to escape from Arkham controlled by the Joker.Rather than dying here in vain, it is better to drag the clown.

Who is not afraid of death?Maybe the clown will.But Laila knew clearly that she had always been afraid of death, because she still had too many things to miss.

But if death is unavoidable, she is more willing to take the clown with her.

Let's see whose bullet is faster.

This time, Laila didn't dodge the bullets the Joker fired at her.She stood still and aimed at the clown's heart.

The Joker and Lila pulled the triggers almost simultaneously.

Two gunshots sounded simultaneously.

Laila froze on the spot, looking at the clown who fell to the ground, wondering if she was dead for a moment, and she was just in the state of a soul now.

The time went back to one second before, and the moment before the trigger was pulled, the clown pressed down with his finger on the gun. The gun that was originally aimed at Laila's heart finally landed on the ground next to Laila's feet.

The clown himself doesn't know what he's thinking.He should have shot her in the heart, should have watched her lie in his own blood, watched her close those blue eyes forever, watched her never say those flattering or irritating words.

But he didn't.

At the moment before firing, he hesitated.

This kind of emotion should not appear on him, but the fact is that he did hesitate, and that second of hesitation changed the course of the bullet. pull the feet.

But Laila didn't have as many worries as the clown, and her gun was always aimed at the clown's heart.Even though the clown dodged, the bullet still entered his body, piercing his waist and abdomen.

Feeling the long-lost pain, the clown half knelt on the ground and raised his gun.

Over there, the man whose legs were broken by Laila crawled on the ground, and finally approached Laila.

Lyra, who was still in a state of shock, didn't notice the man's movements.

The man throws something.

When the sound sounded and the whole room was filled with yellow smoke, Laila realized something, but it was too late.

Even though she was holding her breath, Laila had inhaled a lot of yellow smoke before.She couldn't see clearly what was in front of her, and her head was dizzy.Lyra bit the tip of her tongue and tasted blood, but it wasn't enough to wake her up.

The next second, Laila fell to the ground.

The man next to Laila is still barely awake because of the antibody injection.

"Joker, she's damned." The man said, but he didn't dare to make a move easily, but looked at the clown.

The clown looked at the gun in his hand, there was still a bullet in it.

Gunshots sounded.

The man opened his eyes wide and looked at the clown in disbelief.

The last bullet was used to end the man's life.