What bad intentions could Batman have?.

On the way here, the Joker had imagined countless times what kind of trap Batman would lay.

He knew that when he got to the address on that piece of paper, Batman would probably be waiting for him there.

And what about him? He was not prepared for anything.

There are no hostages, no laughing piranhas, not even a bomb ready to go off.

He didn't even kill anyone for the bat!

He should stand in the middle of dozens of grinning corpses, applaud the belated Batman, offer his favorite Darling his daily greeting from Gotham, and spray him with acid corsages or throw Clown Dynamite and the like, like a girl in first love sending a kiss to her lover.

Then his bat will give him his favorite big mouth, like a lover scratching the girl's small nose dotingly, and then send him to Arkham with a pleasant beating.

He might get some roses (he was beaten until he vomited blood), a few hickeys (a few ribs were broken), or a peak where he was almost strangled.

But now there is none of these, no explosives, no hostages, just like before a wonderful night, there is no movie, candlelight dinner, romantic date and fireworks display, but a simple and crude fast forward to the two of them sitting on the bed together. Looking at each other.

But that doesn't matter, right?

Because this is what Batman wants.

Mayor Carlo is just a piece of rags. No matter how he (or she?) puts it on to show off, he can't seduce Batman.

Then this dress is a bad dress.

The girl's heart is full of anxiety. She feels that her lover's love is being lost, but she doesn't know how to restore it.

Even Mayor Carlo's hollow black stockings and bunny-eared short skirt can't seduce her lover, so can a candlelight dinner and a glass of wine like Hostage or Explosives win his lover's favor?

But it was too late to plan a fireworks display such as releasing laughing gas in the city center or a reservoir or blowing up random buildings.

Oh, and Bane, that little bitch, huh? A hateful third party, but she is a generous person. She will not rush to scratch the other person's face. She restrains herself, which will destroy his lover's sex.

Oh, so now the pale-skinned little girl is a little entangled again. She feels that she seems a bit contemptible, like those people waiting for business on the street. Batman waved and sent him up without any reservation or shame.

But who told him to hate Batman?

He couldn't tolerate Batman ignoring him, and he couldn't tolerate Gordon or those boring police officers tarnishing him.

So... if Batman doesn't come.

Then he can just send it to the door by himself, even if he is regarded as stupid, it doesn't matter.

Even cruelty is better than the mildest ignorance.

And then...it's now.

"Do not."

The clown staggered back.

It wasn't supposed to be this way.

"No...no no no no!"

The clown suddenly rushed towards Chen Tao, but Chen Tao did not hide. He saw that this was not a hysterical attack, but just an incredible touch.

"Who are you? What the hell are you? Give me back my bat!"

"Hahahahahaha~"

"Don't you understand yet? I am Batman."

The silver-white particles trembled, and the Joker saw Batman's face suddenly appear, and then disappear again in the blink of an eye.

"伱......"

The clown felt like he had been hit hard on the face. He saw the pale purple-haired freak opposite him raising the crowbar in his hand and beating him one by one.

There is no sweet love like Batman, only the cold viciousness and the cruelty that hit people's souls.

The feeling of comfort was gone, only the pain was deep and cold.

He felt Batman lift him up by his collar, and he was dragged by Batman to the corner of the room.

The Joker saw Batman, no, the pale monster that Batman had become, and opened the wooden box in the corner.

"A Batman uniform?" the Joker said. "Jesus Christ."

His tone was normal and smooth, and his mouth was lowered. Even though the cut at the corner of his mouth made it weird and scary when he made such a calm expression, the Joker didn't pay attention to it at all. He heard Batman let out a weird laugh.

"Hahahahaha——"

The clown felt chills all over his body. He had never thought that the laughter he was so familiar with would sound so terrifying.

"I've been thinking, clown."

"Tell me, what is winning?"

The Joker laughed crazily when he heard the pale monster Batman turned into: "Let's go straight to the core of the problem, okay? That little black heart, beating, beating, beating, why didn't I kill him? you?"

Then his head transformed back into Batman's head in a silvery white. The beautiful bat head with pointed ears was simply and crudely installed on the purple suit body, mocking everyone.

In every of Gotham's deepest nightmares, not even a twisted head like the Joker has seen such a terrifying scene.

"Because then you win."

Batman's voice was low and dark, and his sweetheart's call was gentle and hoarse. He lowered his head with compassion on his face.

"Batman, it's you! What happened, what happened to all this..."

"I, I can't control myself..."

"No, no! Honey, I'm here... Batman, you can never be defeated, you won't-"

The clown stretched out his hand tremblingly, and the fingers of his hand were twisted like twists from the violent beating.

But the clown felt no pain at all. As long as there is Batman, as long as Batman is still there, no matter what dilemma Batman is in, Batman can always win, Batman can always defeat him and defeat anyone!

He trembled and tried to touch Batman's cheek, but he only touched the raised corners of his mouth.

Batman's voice turned into hysterical laughter in the next second.

"Haha, haha, hahahahahahahahaha—"

The hoarse laughter gradually deformed and became louder. He seemed to be choking on laughter. The Joker saw that the corners of Batman's mouth were split, and the face under the bat hood was pale, like his own reflection.

"no no!"

The clown screamed hysterically, almost vomiting out of his throat.

The pale freak began to put Batman's clothes on him, and the lower half of his face under the mask had turned pale Batman was still talking, and the upper half of his face turned back to pale in the silver-white light:

"Hahaha, I love this answer! Then you win, and I win! But it's different, you know? It's different. Now, I win, little bat, I persevere."

"What you just said you didn't do because it would make me win is what you tell yourself to tell others because you don't want to admit the truth - and the old slippery slope excuse, am I right?"

"Batman kills the Joker, and then suddenly, who knows, what's to stop Batman from killing all the bad guys like the Joker and going completely crazy?"

The clown looked at the pale monster and said with a smile: "But I think that's bullshit, old friend."

The Joker's whole body has been put on a Batman uniform by the pale monster bit by bit, and half of his pale face is covered by Batman's dark mask.

With the silvery white light, the monster also changed back to the appearance of Batman, wearing a Batman uniform and pointed ears - oh no, of course, the face under the mask is still pale, and the mouth is still pale. Grinning to the base of the ears.

Well, now the two of them are almost identical - the pale man in Batman's suit.

"I mean, do you really think you can't just kill me, the clown, and then stop? No one will know. You can find a place out of sight and do it in the dark. You can handle it, right? Afterwards. Say something like 'Gee, poor clown, I know him'?"

"No!" said the clown, "I would never do that!"

His bat uniform and pointy ears shine in the dark night.

Then in an instant, everything disappeared.

Hysterical laughter, raised mouth corners, bright red teeth and vicious eyes.

The Joker heard Batman say to him, "You... you have to help me... I can't hold him down for long."

The clown's neck was released, and he staggered and stood on the ground at a loss.

He touched his bat mask and cape.

"Next to it...that dark red cabinet in the corner...you have to go in and crawl inside!"

He heard Batman say to him, "You have to go in so you can change me back!"