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Seeing the horrific appearance of the clown, the penguin opened his eyes suddenly, but quickly returned to their original state.

The clown just exploded suddenly, but he quickly restrained himself.He put Andrew back into the trolley and shook it gently.Looking at Andrew who had opened his eyes, he said to Harry beside him.

"Go out and see if there are any other cuties who accidentally strayed here. If there are, you can play with him."

Harry spat a bubble and chewed the gum in his mouth.After hearing what the clown said, without asking why, he kissed the clown and then Andrew.Holding the baseball bat in his hand, he walked outside.

Before leaving, Harley didn't forget to remind the clown, "My dear pudding, remember to feed the cake~"

Pudding is Harley's nickname for the Joker, and cake is her nickname for Andrew.

Few people pass by here, but those who can come here are definitely not ordinary people.The clown asked Harley to go out for a stroll, in fact, to guard against those cuties, and disturbed the surprise prepared for them by mentioning it.

The clown looked at the penguin, and finally told the real purpose of their gathering here.

"Now, it's time for us to discuss."

The clown did not know where to take out the feeding bottle and milk powder, as well as the sudden appearance of hot water.The clown teased Andrew while brewing.This hand movement, like magic, is dazzling and dizzying.

Stuffing a baby bottle with a suitable temperature into Andrew's arms, watching Andrew suck the baby bottle "ziliu" and "ziliu", the clown squeezed his fleshy cheeks, and then looked at the penguin again.

He looked at Penguin, frowned and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

Penguin was speechless for a while, he wanted to talk, but seeing you so familiar with breastfeeding your child, what do you want me to say? !

After a long silence, the Penguin finally couldn't help but asked, "Are you sure you want to discuss how to do bad things in front of your...children?"

The clown smiled disapprovingly and said, "What's that? He's my child, so he should be like me, a great and crazy..."

villain?bad guy?Or a Batman fan?

Penguin couldn't help thinking of these answers in his heart, but he still couldn't guess, the real answer was why he was so speechless,

"clown!"

Although the clown's eyes were crazy and muddy, they exuded a strange brilliance at the moment, as if he thought it an honor to let a child become a clown.

Son, I feel ashamed and humbled that you have such a father.

The Penguin settled down, and then came back to his senses.What happens to other people's children in the future? What does it have to do with him?It's just one more little clown.

Penguin is a high-functioning anti-social villain, and from the fact that he can conspire with the clown, it can be seen that he is a person without much integrity.Since he has no integrity and bottom line, he will not express too many opinions on the idea of ​​the clown cultivating an heir.

Since the other party doesn't mind his children listening to these criminal plans, why should he mind?

The Penguin quickly adjusted his mentality, and began to discuss with the clown how to deal with Batman, and by the way rescued his good friend - the Riddler.

"In order to give Batman a sufficient surprise, we should go to Arkham and free our allies first! The Crocodile Man, the Scarecrow, and our best friend - the Riddler."

The smile on the clown's face became even wider, and he couldn't help but let out a piercing laugh, "Hahaha, us? No, no, no, that's your best friend."

The penguin who had been exposed by others didn't panic at all, and said with a normal expression: "The Riddler is our best friend, and he must have a good way to deal with Batman!"

The clown nodded thoughtfully, "What you said makes sense, but the Riddler has a bit of intelligence. He will definitely come up with an interesting and fun method. But..."

The smile on the clown's face faded away, "I hate guessing."

The indifferent expression on Penguin's face remained unchanged, and his voice was flat, as if he was not talking about his good friend. "This time, he won't come up with that kind of childish riddle. He will come up with one that is interesting enough." Riddle, I believe you will like it this time."

The clown had a maniacal smile on his face. He looked at Penguin without saying a word.

Sometimes it is really puzzling. Penguin and Riddler, no matter who is locked in Arkham, as long as the other is outside, they will always try to pull each other out of that damn nursing home.

This persistent spirit may be called friendship.

But once the two of them meet, they can't help dissing each other, and then they always want to kill each other.

This kind of cruel and merciless way of saving energy may not be called friendship.

However, these two people always confront Batman in unison. The two of them have cooperated many times and have successfully produced many victorious results.

This kind of tacit understanding, if not a deep friendship, how could there be such a tacit understanding?

In the end, even Batman sometimes has to admit that this rare tacit understanding between villains may be their unique and magical friendship.

While the two villains who were frightened by the Gotham people talked, the man behind them was not affected by their tense atmosphere in the slightest.

The two big villains in front were discussing how to deal with Batman intensively.Their conversation is scary.The evil and darkness in them are so dense that even a ray of light cannot penetrate them.

But behind them, there is a child holding a feeding bottle, drinking milk "ziliu" "ziliu".

Moonlight shines through the window and shines on Andrew's body. The faint white light is like a holy light, and it looks full of aura.The child was lying on the stroller, with his flexible and soft feet touching the bottom of the feeding bottle.Then he spread his two small hands flat for the first two times.

The overly weird milk-drinking posture looks naive and extremely cute.

The moonlight shone on Andrew's body, in stark contrast to the dead darkness on the Clown Penguin's side.

One side is black and the other side is white, as if two completely different worlds.

On the one hand, the devil is plotting, and on the other hand, the angels are playing.

The extreme good and evil of fairy tales seem to be displayed very clearly here.

The demons over there are talking non-stop, and their background sound is the angels rolling and drinking milk in various positions.

"We want to send people to Arkham to make trouble and release those useless waste. This will attract the attention of Batman and Robin, and they will definitely catch them."

"Zi Liu Zi Liu"

"We set up traps in the city center in advance, and reported them to reporters before launching them. This will attract the attention of the police."

"Zi Liu Zi Liu"

"Once Batman and Robin are restrained, then our time has come. Riddler's IQ, I have given him information. He will definitely take the opportunity to escape."

"Zi Liu Zi Liu"

"After we receive the Riddler, we can..."

"Zi Liu Zi Liu"

"us....."

"Zi Liu Zi Liu"

Penguin: "..." secretly clenched his hands.

This is the heir of the clown, you can't do it, at least not now!

"We next..."

"Zi Liu Zi Liu"

"Zi Liu Zi Liu"

Penguin: "..."

No, he couldn't bear it anymore!

The penguin raised one foot, and suddenly a playing card flew from the place beside him. This playing card was inserted straight into the ground, leaving only half of it on the ground.

Silently retracting the foot he just raised, he touched the bird on his shoulder, and the penguin raised his eyes to look at the clown.Looking at the other party grinning, the red and white paint on his face could not conceal his madness.

The other party is a lunatic, and he can't afford to provoke him now.Wait for the Riddler to come back...wait for that damn bastard to come...clown, you wait!hehe.

Penguin lowered the brim of his top hat for a moment, and the brim of the front hat covered the cold look in his eyes.The coldness disappeared quickly, and he returned to normal, still with that pale face and indifferent expression.

"Zi Liu Zi Liu"

Andrew didn't know that he almost walked around the gate of hell, and he was still doing his best as a little spy.

That's right, he knew it when he heard Penguin's first words.This time it was a conspiracy against Batman. After the clown prepared milk powder for him, he hurriedly left the mark under the milk bottle again.

Say something to the Penguin and the clown, and he will report to the old father.Little did the Joker and the Penguin know, their plans had been broadcast live to their enemy, Batman.

Bruce was healing in the Batcave when he heard Andrew's voice.Beside him is the second-generation Robin, Jason, who was also injured.The dedicated old butler, Alfred finished bandaging one and went on to bandage the second.

"Papa Bruce, where are you? Can you hear me?"

Hearing Andrew's voice suddenly, Bruce's body tensed instinctively, and then relaxed again after confirming Andrew's identity.But it was this instinctive tightening that successfully made the wound he had just bandaged open again.The bright red color stained the pure white gauze.

Bruce's subtle movements did not escape the subtle observation of the people around him.

The old butler looked at the red gauze and frowned, "Master, if you want to get better as soon as possible, please be quiet."

There was no need for Bruce to hide anything about Andrew, he told Jason and the old housekeeper directly.

After listening to Andrew's tip-off, Bruce made a brief summary, "You mean, the clown found the Penguin and wanted to conspire to rescue the criminals in Arkham, and then unite with those people to give me a surprise?"

Bruce's voice was low and flat, with no trace of emotional ups and downs.

Jason remained silent, but Alfred looked at Bruce with some concern, and said leisurely, "Master."

Bruce was silent for a moment, and said directly to Andrew: "Don't care, I have a solution."