The feasibility of working the night shift in Gotham

I always think, what happens when I come face to face with Batman?

"The premise is that he has to see you first." Hearing my question, Jason moved his eyes away from the book and turned to look at me, "Speaking of which, Bruce escaped many times but couldn't see you, but I never saw you." I can see you from the beginning."

Say Batman doesn't believe in magic?This is impossible, Zatanna was Bruce's girlfriend, and she is also a member of the Dark Justice League. It can only be said that Bruce really has no magical talent.Jason shrugged and brushed away the long hair that was hanging on the book because the female death god approached him. He twirled his fingers continuously, wrapping a strand of her hair around his index finger.

I didn't care about Jason's small actions, and my tone was full of worry, "What if we meet for the first time and leave a bad impression on him?"

Hearing this, Jason laughed out loud, stretched out his hand to my forehead and flicked it.I subconsciously stared at him with wide eyes, pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing? I'm telling you business."

"I didn't use any force." He staggered backwards, avoiding my counterattack, "After he couldn't find your news, he asked me if I really had you."

"Didn't you tell him I like cats?"

"Of course not, the Bugatti he took from me would go faster than the Batmobile."

We quarreled for a while, but fortunately he didn’t hide in the end, grabbed my hand and pressed it to his chest, with anticipation and comfort in his tone, “There will always be a day.”

"At that time we will give him an unforgettable appearance!"

Now, it's just me giving him an unforgettable appearance.

The giant scythe danced between my hands, and under the watchful eyes of the people present, I stabbed the sharp sickle into the back of the clown's hand, pinning him to the ground to prevent him from escaping.

Batman was not far away, watching my movements but making no response, but Superman seemed to reach out to stop me, but was stopped by Doctor Reed at the side.

"They are all parties involved, so let them settle it."

Superman withdrew his hand and took a few steps back, "When this becomes a personal grievance, I will take care of it." Then it doesn't matter if they hit the clown a few times first.

But a few steps away, Batman and I looked at each other, and there was nothing to say between the two of us for a while.

"Anyang." He opened his mouth first, and it was obviously a question that should be questioned, but he asked it with an affirmative tone.

"Your movement made the whole Gotham see you."

The thick black mist almost enveloped the place, not to mention the scene he saw from a distance before he rushed here a few minutes ago, in the black mist, one could vaguely see a man-eating skeleton looming out.

Even Superman and Batman are rarely frozen in place.

"I want to kill him, did you see that?"

"You're angry, and anger blinds you," Batman pointed out.

"No one can't be angry, even you, Batman." I said flatly, "So, can we reach a consensus?"

"Remove the source of our anger."

Batman was silent, his drooping mouth, clenched teeth, and clenched fists let me know that he is so tolerant, no one wants revenge including him, I know what Jason said to me.

He doesn't kill people, I didn't speak but just waited for his reaction, I wondered what step he would take.

"Of course, of course he wants to!" The clown laughed loudly. His cheeks, half of which I peeled off, were extremely ferocious. The transformation blood made his cheeks swell even more, and the ever-growing fangs protruded from his mouth. But he liked it even more.

"Look at me, look at my face, little bat. It doesn't make any difference. I'm always the same. One day I can kill one of your birds, and tomorrow I'll kill another."

"But you, you are different! I know the truth behind your face! You want to kill me, don't keep the look of bitterness and hatred, little bat, do it! Let's make it happen together! I already smell blood taste, let's party!"

do i want revenge

Bruce asked himself in his heart, all the time!He wanted to put his hand on the beast's neck, and keep using force until he cut his throat, and sent the beast he made back to hell with his own hands.But he...he can't, he can't break his promise to his parents, he can't break his promise to his children.

"I want to kill you, I want you to die, the clown is the truth." Batman said.

Hearing this, the clown was taken aback and laughed heartily, while Superman frowned and hesitated but still chose to trust his teammates.

Batman walked up to the Joker and knelt down in front of him, "But it won't be today, and it won't be tomorrow."

"This day will never come." He said coldly, "Instead, I will save you, Joker." Batman's voice was as deep as ever, but it was more gratuitously terrifying than usual.

"Look at you, clown, transformation makes you more like a beast, insanity is no longer your excuse."

Batman took out a small tube of blue potion from his belt. The transformation of the Gorefiend is irreversible. He has done countless experiments, and the only potion he obtained can only slow down the transformation process, but its side effects are not limited to the effect of the medicine. Instability is the pain caused by the competition between two mutually transforming genes.

"I'll do it." I walked up to Batman and held out my hand to him, I promise that there is absolutely no selfishness in it.

"No, but I have." Batman refused me, got up and slowly poured the reagent on the Joker, "Tonight, I'm just a blindfolded father."

Whether to die in pain, become a blood demon, or maintain this inhuman appearance depends on the clown's fortune.

"But I'm not satisfied with that, clown." I drew out the sickle and pressed it against his neck, seeing his expression, I sneered, "Do you think I'm going to kill you?"

"No, I changed my mind."

The sickle cut off his shadow, and a thick black mist mixed with red rushed out. Only I could see the wailing soul melted into the clown's body. He struggled and kept turning up the whites of his eyes. People just seem to be incapable of pain.

I made a mistake, I shouldn't let go of those resentful souls who followed behind him, but this mistake will make him slowly end his life in pain, his body will rot into dry bones, his soul will Will be devoured by the spirits.

I chuckled, "Enjoy, clown! We saved you."

"Enjoy the feeling of being alive."

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The black fog covering the bridge was removed by me, and the GCPD police cars roared past the city, taking away the unconscious clown and harley girl, and what awaited them would be the cells of the Arkham Asylum.

I stood on the top of the bridge and looked down silently. What is the difference between Gotham after the thick fog has faded from before? Just like the clown, the evil under the skin cannot be changed.

"Do you want to talk?" The man's voice sounded in my ears, but the hard-soled combat boots never let out any sound from the opponent's feet.

"I don't know what to say." I hesitated to call out the man's name, "Bruce?"

"It's just a name." Bruce said, his face with the helmet off was as handsome as described in the newspaper, but there was a little more sadness between his brows.

I know we all share a common sorrow.

"Do you want a hug?" I said.

"?"

Hearing my sudden words, the man was obviously taken aback, his blue eyes revealed a little confusion and innocence.Maybe that's why I don't want to see him, the eyes are so similar.

I know it's abrupt, but I can swear there's nothing else in it, "You look needy."

He took two steps forward and hugged me actively. When I leaned on his chest and listened to his beating heart, I couldn't hold back my tears anymore, and I couldn't hear the melody of another person's heartbeat.

Bruce knew that patience was a must for him, and he should have learned this pain reconciliation after countless days and nights, but he couldn't deny that he needed this hug, and he raised his hand to pat the other person's back that was shaking from sobbing.

"No, we all need it."

Bruce watched the figure of the goddess of death gradually disappear into the slightly rising sun on the coastline. He turned around, put on his mask, and jumped into Gotham, which was still in darkness.

He will embark on a journey to protect Gotham alone.

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After the figure of Batman disappeared, I finally turned my attention to another person, another group of people to be precise.

Knowing what was going to happen, I calmly reached out to the heavily armed crowd.

The leading man came to me, admiring the first time I saw such a cooperative person, "Nick Cruz."

"According to the regulations of the Underworld Police Department, leaving without permission, breaking into other regional offices, injuring humans and colleagues, and adding your special status, it seems that you have to go with us, Miss An."

"She didn't hurt me!" Corey argued.

"Shut up, we will investigate." Nick said, directing his men to drive Corey away quickly.

"We will bring you out, Ann!" Seeing Anyang being taken away, Corey roared loudly.

"Damn, what should we do!" Corey scratched his head angrily, regretting the behavior of going to New York, "I shouldn't have gone to New York to tell her, I'd rather she hate me later."

"Did she know later that she wouldn't do this?" Julie said, "The most urgent thing is to get this thing under control first."

Julie's eyes narrowed, she knew that someone could solve this matter, "It's time, it's time for the big shot."

Corey's eyes suddenly widened, and there was hope in his eyes. He understood Julie's subtext, "You mean Minister Thomas!"

Julie raised the corners of her mouth and said nothing, and handed a piece of paper to Corey.

It is the letter from the two offices to pick up the soul!

"Bring him back to her!"

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It was the voice walking up to him.

The clown slowly opened his eyes, and his heavy panting made W, which belonged to Wayne Medical in the oxygen mask, covered with mist. He squinted and couldn't see the two people in front of him clearly.

Among them, the red-haired woman walked forward slowly, and she bent down to the clown's ear.

"We've got plenty of time, clown."

Sharp fingers scratched the skin, thick blood dripped down and dyed the transparent mask red, symbolizing the continuous growth of longing fangs, but they were immediately suppressed by the medicine in the ventilator. The pain made his face hideous, but his limbs were He was bound tightly by the restraint belt.

The woman chuckled, her eyes glowed scarlet, "I'll let you remember that vampires are very vengeful."

Not far from the room, the camera watching everything was completely turned off after a brief W-shaped red light.

Except for them, no one will know what happened here, maybe one day people will notice that there is an extra rotting corpse in the incinerator.

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The author has something to say:

The red-haired lady is Reed's wife

Jack is counting down

The current old bat belongs to the young bat, and is not as bitter and bitter as the later stage (it belongs to the evolution), and in the comics of the death of the family, he did almost kill the clown but was stopped by Superman.

不，杀人和不杀，人还是有区别的。三部曲里的蝙蝠是看着雷宵摔死的，所以这里就这样安排了。他既没有违背自己的底线却又满足了自己私心。尤其里德的妻子疯的时候也是杀过不少人，且她还是贵族，最不能忍自己曾经受过小丑囚禁取血的侮辱。感谢在2022-03-0816:52:19~2022-03-1000:36:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ling Han;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!