[Comprehensive British and American] Villain part-time superhero

Boring, everything in this world is too——boring.

So when the guy in black was um... maybe an animal?Can't remember, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is, he told himself, he could go to a world without clowns to rebuild his clown empire.

Ha, how interesting this is.Of course, it doesn't mean rebuilding the clown empire, rebuilding rebuilding rebuilding, it sounds like nonsense words from a guy who knows how to play politics.

His empire was built by him at will, and it doesn't matter whether it exists or not.

After thinking about it for a while, he has another chance to play casually again, haha, this is like some kind of strategy game.

Maybe it will make him more happy?

……

The first sight is a dark and deep alley with Gotham's unique stench, narrow and gloomy, with faint lights wrapped in mosquitoes flickering overhead,

The clown licked his lower lip, oh, he remembered this place, this place should be next to the Gotham Cinema——

A gunshot, very loud in the still night, accompanied by screams and the sound of the boy crying for his parents, the real nightmare came.

The clown's sour green eyes looked ghostly under the light. He quickly followed the gunshots and passed by a masked gangster with a lot of pearls in his gun jacket pocket.

While the clown was observing him, the gangster was also observing the clown, wearing a purple vest and tuxedo, with green greasy hair and colorful makeup on his face.

The clown noticed the gangster's concealed gaze and smiled at him.

The gangster immediately looked away in horror, and left at a faster pace.

Back in the safe area, the gangster leaned against the wall panting and took off his mask. The man who rubbed shoulders with him just now was terrifying, and the casual look in his eyes made him feel scared for a while.

This person will definitely not be an ordinary character, and Gotham is going to be uneven again.

His fingers clenched the mask in his hand tightly, only then did he realize that his mask had already been drenched in cold sweat.

Bruce knelt on the ground, tears kept pouring from his eyes, covering his face, a pair of immature blood-stained hands tightly clutching his parents' hands.

From possession to loss is just a moment.

Bruce suppressed his voice and growled and cried. He wanted to believe that this was a nightmare. He didn't want to wake up, because being awake meant that everything was real.

The clown jumped up and down, squinting.Scanning the two cold corpses in front of him and Bruce on his knees.

As he guessed, this timeline belongs to the past.

In order to overcome Batman's psychology, the Joker specifically went to understand Batman's past, including everything about Bruce Wayne, just like Batman investigated Jack Napier's past in order to overcome the Joker's psychology.

And the kid in front of him was undoubtedly Bruce Wayne, the future Dark Knight Batman.

what to do?Do you want to wait for Bruce Jr. to grow into Batman again?

Whoops, that's too slow.The clown can't wait that long.In that case, make a Batman by yourself.

"—Bruce Wayne?" the Joker asked in a drawl, pacing beside Bruce.

Hearing his name, Bruce moved without looking up.

"Alala~ Poor Abu can't lift his head anymore because of such a small blow?"

Anger and hatred welled up in Bruce's heart, and he suddenly raised his head to reveal the tearful face.

"I lost everything I cared about! How can someone who hasn't lost understand my pain?!" Bruce roared

"Oh, correct me. Who said I haven't lost everything I care about? It's just that I can't remember clearly. I have to think about it. What is it." The clown jumped onto the trash can and sat on it thinking.

"A pregnant woman appeared in my memory. What was her name? I can't remember. Or was it the old man who slit the corner of my mouth with a knife?" The clown tried hard to recall.

His memory was always like this, intermittently.Since when has he been a clown?Can't remember anymore.

He also knew about the past, huh, ridiculous life of Jack Napier.That's definitely not him, maybe it was, but now the Joker is just the Joker.

"Well, those are not important." The clown jumped off the trash can and took off his gloves.

"I will never be a heartless guy like you who can't even remember the dead and caring relatives. I will take revenge! Kill the murderer!" Bruce gritted his teeth, his hatred for this person reached the extreme.

"Oh, of course you can't be like me." The clown ignored Bruce's resistance and held Bruce's face with his hands.

After making sure that only his face could be seen in Bruce's eyes, the clown gave a low laugh and said in a normal voice that he hadn't used for a long time, tilting his head.

"This is Gotham, isn't this kind of thing happening endlessly? There are so many people like you who have lost their parents, but what else? No one wants to change."

"Just because it's Gotham? No, stop kidding. They're just afraid of change."

"But you are different, Bruce Wayne, you are the one who wants to change the order of Gotham. Only you can do it."

After speaking, the clown let go of Bruce's face, put on his gloves slowly, turned around and left.

3...2...1...

"and many more!"

The clown raised the corner of his mouth, as expected, the young Bruce Wayne would actually fall for such a small trap.

"What?" The clown turned back

"who are you?"

"Hmm... that's a good question. Can you call me Jack? Or Arthur? The name doesn't matter, what matters is me."

Bruce frowned, "Why is the name not important? Isn't the name just to prove the meaning of existence?"

"Pfft. Innocent Xiaobu, is meaning defined by a name? It is defined by your achievements. They may remember your name after many years, but why should they remember your name?"

"Isn't it because of what you did?"

The clown waved his hands and walked forward with his back to Bruce.

Bruce stood up, stared at his parents lying in a pool of blood, and wiped away the tears from his face.

"I..." Bruce seemed to make up his mind, "I want to go with you."

"Okay."

"You don't ask me why?" Bruce caught up with the clown and couldn't help asking.

"Because the question is not important."

Why did Bruce follow him?Isn't it simple?Bruce felt that what he said was right, and at the same time he felt that he could lead him on the right path.

And Bruce himself knew that staying here would only make him weak.

Ah, at least Bruce thinks so.In fact, cowardly or not, it was Bruce Wayne who was born into Batman in the end.

"Speaking of which, do you like bats?" The clown asked suddenly

"No, what's the matter?" Bruce couldn't help frowning at the thought of the dark screaming creature.

"Nothing. You should not like it, I'll call you batsy from now on."

"Huh? I don't want it." Bruce raised his hand

"Do you think you have the right to choose? Batsy~"

……

The headlines of the Gotham newspapers, the return of Bruce Wayne, the chairman of Wayne Group, whose parents were killed and disappeared for three years.

"Ah Fu, long time no see." Bruce hugged Alfred.

"Master Bruce, where have you been for the past three years?" Alfred couldn't help blushing.

He had received orders from Thomas Wayne to take care of Bruce and teach him how to operate the Wayne Group. As a result, after the couple were killed, Bruce disappeared and the Wayne Group was robbed.

"I went to many places in Gotham and figured out a lot of things. Now I'm going to take Wayne Group back and carry out my plan." For Afu, Bruce is willing to tell him about Batman's plan.

Five years later, Batman was born.

This black figure became the nightmare of Gotham villains, and in the same year, the criminal clown who made Americans fear was born.

"Hurry up! Put this all in." A man in a funny mask directed two other men in masks.

The men bowed their heads to pick up the dollar bills that fell on the ground.Suddenly a man paused, he stood up and asked, "Why are you in charge?"

"Didn't that guy tell you? I'm going to be the captain of this operation."

"...Are you a fool? We don't need to listen to that guy, right? Even if this plan was suggested by him." Another man stood up and said

"So why don't you kill other people and enjoy these all by yourself?" The man raised his gun and shot at another person, and after shooting one of his companions, he quickly aimed his gun at another person.

The man pointed at the gun tilted his head, "Do you want to take all of these?"

"It's no use begging for mercy."

"Oh, of course not. I never beg for mercy, but maybe it would be safer for you to keep an eye on the top of your head?"

The man with the gun sneered, "This trick works for me!"

A black figure descended from the sky, punching the man with the gun unconscious, and the gun was thrown in front of the man by inertial force.

The man bent down to pick up the gun.

"Don't move!" the black knight growled.

The man did not waver at all, and still picked up the gun.Batman tripped the man quickly, but reached out to wrap his arms around the man's waist to prevent him from falling.

"I thought you knew it, I like to fight against you." The man... It should be said that the clown said with a smile.

Batman unmasks the Joker, with a helpless voice, "I know, that's why I did it."

"I haven't seen you for five years, and you turned out to be a criminal?" Staring at the colorful face of the clown, Batman said.

"Oh, batsy, criminals are my nature, and crime is my job. Of course, I also take a vacation once in a while, and you are allowed to take me for coffee."

Satisfied, the Joker closed his eyes and waited for the beating he deserved for teasing Batman.

"Okay, let's go get some coffee then."

"...?" The clown was so frightened that his hands shook and the gun dropped.

Batman doesn't even beat himself up, but he still wants to have coffee with him?

Batman glanced at the astonishment on the opponent's face that couldn't be covered by heavy paint, and chuckled in his heart.

The clown who was in a state of shock was removed by the other party, watched the other party change into a decent suit, took himself to drink coffee and dinner, and then had a cannonball in the hotel.

The clown grinned and covered his buttocks, and took a hard look at a certain bat that was still sleeping on the bed.

He finally came to the conclusion that it is really not advisable to cultivate a Batman by himself. He hoped that the bat would make him hurt, but not in this way!

This is really an epic story.