American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

This is a small space.

There were dozens of chairs placed inside, and on these neatly arranged chairs sat human figures standing motionless.

“These guys are dead.”

Gordon watched Batman walk around the seats and come to the chair, staring at the shriveled faces, inside which were bulging eyeballs and a strange smile at the corners of the mouth.

These people were all dead, and the scarlet lipstick on their lips reminded Batman of his own deceased loved ones, a gift left for him by a crazy, disorderly and chaotic being, a gift packed with dozens of lives.

"These people mysteriously disappeared five years ago while attending a free dental event."

Gordon carefully pulled out a file from his arms. He looked at Batman and said, "You are the only one who can find that guy."

"Whatever you plan to do, hurry up."

Gordon lowered his head and looked at the corpses of the guys with strange smiles.

He was worried that the clown might turn everyone in the city into this horrible shape.

"I know." Batman nodded and looked up at the dome covered with spider webs.

"I'll find him."

Batman only felt a ball of fire burning in his chest, urging him to smash something to vent his anger.

He even had the urge to kill the Joker to end the conflict between the two.

Batman walked out of the room, picked up the grappling hook and swung out, disappearing into the hazy night of Gotham City.

Gordon stared at Batman's departing back, speechless for a long time.

He felt that the city owed Batman too much.

This is an amusement park.

Ferris wheel, roller coaster, sledgehammer swing.

All necessary entertainment facilities are available here.

There was even a circus tent set up.

But the only difference or distinction is that there are not many tourists here.

Oh no, maybe there were no tourists in the entire amusement park. There were only two figures, one tall and one thin, walking in this dilapidated amusement park.

"I don't know why you're interested in a place like this."

"In such a run-down and decaying place, he shouldn't be someone of your status."

The man in the turtleneck sweater cautiously raised his head and glanced at the man who had powdered his cheeks to make them snow-white.

He was wearing a purple suit and holding a black gentleman's cane in his hand.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but the man always felt that the bottom of the crutch had a slightly bright red color, as if the other party had just hit something with the crutch and it was bleeding.

"Decay?"

The tall voice sounded, with a slightly playful tone: "I think this place is quite interesting. These buildings and facilities are gaudy and ugly, and they are also dirty and dilapidated."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his arms and waved them like a great and outstanding orator.

"I don't know how desolate this place is. Even that tent is covered in spider webs. I bet there are thousands of rats here."

Listening to the other party's words, the short and fat man understood the meaning of his words and thought that this guy wanted to bargain.

So he asked tentatively: "So you still want them?"

"Or you don't like it."

"Not satisfied?"

The tall and thin man walking in front suddenly stopped, then he slowly turned around with an eager and twisted smile on his face: "Of course I like it here, I'm so happy!"

Seeing the other party's reaction and the dark green pupils that looked like a poisonous snake, the short and fat man was also frightened. He nodded quickly: "That's good, that's good."

But he was afraid that the other party would not buy the amusement park, so the man said again: "Regarding the price you proposed, if you think it is too high, we can discuss it again."

Are you kidding? A shabby amusement park like this has closed down due to poor management. As long as we can sell it, we will make a profit!

But after listening to the man's words, the man in the purple suit just smiled and waved his hand. He turned around and looked at the short and fat man: "It's not necessary. Although the price is indeed high, I looked around and it's pretty good. I'm willing to pay for this amusement park."

His eyes fell on the yellowed promotional poster, which showed a dancer with a big belly. This reminded the man of his past.

A third-rate comedian who always tells his unfunny jokes in some shabby little bars.

But the saddest thing is that he has a pregnant wife.

Every time he got off work, he didn't know how to face his wife's face that was full of hope and smile.

The heavy responsibility of the family fell on his shoulders, which finally made him choose to take a risk and make a big fortune.

He and some robbers he met in a bar ran into a chemical plant, hoping to steal some chemical raw materials to sell.

But unfortunately they met Batman in the factory. This ubiquitous man stopped them, and during the chase he slipped and fell into a tank of raw materials filled with corrosive liquid.

He lost his intact skin, and his skin became as pale as a dead person.

"So why don't we shake hands and celebrate this exciting moment together?"

The man brought his thoughts back to the present. He took off the gloves on his hands and extended his hand to the other party: "Happy cooperation."

The man looked at the hand extended by the man in the suit and forced a smile. He thought to himself that he might have met a lunatic, and the most important thing was to sign a contract with him quickly and leave.

So he held out his palm.

The two hands were tightly clasped.

The next second, an unspeakable fear spread from the palm of his hand, severe pain attacked every cell in his body, and the man suddenly opened his mouth wide.

He opened his mouth to say something, and he caught a glimpse of his own body out of the corner of his eye.

Then he was horrified to find that his body had turned as pale as that scary man in a suit.

"It was the handshake just now. That person's skin is poisonous!"

The man's heart was filled with shock and fear of death, but he could do nothing and could only feel his body getting colder and colder.

"Well, a perfect encounter."

The man in the suit smiled, put his gloves back on and left.

Behind him, the man with a twisted smile on his face had already stood stiffly and quietly in the corner.

"Let me think about what I have to do next. There are still many things to do."

"Rent some equipment, hire some actors, and then it's time for the leading actors to perform."

“These are just wonderful.”

The man in the suit chuckled and took out a playing card with a clown pattern on it from his collar. He gently threw the card out and let it flip and fall into the wet soil.

The curtain is about to rise and the show is about to begin.