[Comprehensive British and American] Heroes set up villains script

Why would he take that kid back?

He didn't know either, just because the kid just had a face exactly like Batman's?Oh come on, Master Criminal Joker isn't that superficial.

Well, he had to admit it did have a little to do with it.

Aesop is not the same as Harley.

Harley was attracted by him and became his Harley Quinn, his queen. It was all Harry's wishful thinking, and he didn't love her.

And Harley became Harley Quinn, the Harley Quinn, who forgot the past Dr. Harley Quinzel, and learned his madness and cognition, but did not let go of the infatuated love that belongs to ordinary people.

He hates Harley's doting love for him, and at the same time he enjoys Harley's love, but he can't give even a little bit of love to Harley, it will make Harley his weakness, clowns have no weaknesses!Clowns are not threatened by anyone!

But this kid with the same face as Batrider Bruce Wayne was different—he liked to collect news about Bruce ever since he found out that Bruce Wayne was the little bat.

They don't just look alike!He could see the shadow of the big bat from the child's eyes and body reaction.

There is no doubt that the Joker is 100% sure that he is Batman's cub.

and……

The clown couldn't help but licked his lower lip. He changed his posture and put his cane on the side of the sofa. His acid green eyes glanced at Aesop who was lying on the long sofa opposite him with interest.

Aesop was sleeping soundly, and the clown had asked his men to change the boy's clothes before. He was wearing a black sweater with a big bat logo on the back.In this heated room, Aesop no longer felt the cold of the rainy night, he slept soundly, his face flushed.

The clown remembered a time when he was sent to Arkham Prison by Batman again. He wore the uniform of an Arkham nurse but was obviously not a woman who was an Arkham worker. The clown remembered the appearance of every Arkham worker. It’s a pity , that woman was not among them.

Using a needle and something the clown had never seen before, she drew out his blood and a part of his bone marrow, which was restrained by the restraint suit.

After the clown escaped from Arkham, he immediately investigated the role of blood and bone marrow fluid. Surprisingly, the most famous thing is that it can be used to make people genetically, which is one of the methods for male to male birth .

The clown picked up the blood type comparison sheet on the table, and as early as he knocked Aesop unconscious, he called Harley to ask her to take Aesop's blood for a report.

Not long ago, Harley came back with the blood type report, with an expression of wanting to strangle the sleeping Aesop to death.

The clown guessed the incident from Harley's expression, and it turned out that he was the child of himself and the bat.

It's weird isn't it?Oh, and he and his old nemesis had a baby, what a funny prank!

Just the slightest thought of Batman's horrified expression upon learning of the incident got the Joker excited.

But the same clown hates the existence of Aesop, there shouldn't be anything else between the clown and Batman intervening in their relationship, like Robin, like Aesop, even if they are related by blood?

But the interest was greater than the disgust in the end, which made the clown decide to keep Aesop temporarily.

Come to think of it, Batman's kid was supposed to be Robin's kid turned into a puppet for the Joker, and he's going to turn that kid into a doll that does exactly what he wants.

And he's going to execute his idea perfectly and with him against Batman and Robin, that's going to be a great thing.

Because of this thought, under the bright light, the clown's slender figure wrapped in a purple suit trembled, and he hugged his body and let out a silent laugh.

After a long while, the clown finally recovered from his thoughts just now. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. The smile that hadn't faded on his face faded the moment the connection was made, and his expression became cold.

On the other end of the connected phone was an elderly woman, her gray hair was coiled on top of her head, she was wearing a graceful red dress and lipstick of the same color as her clothes, most of her face was covered by an owl mask .

She held the landline in one hand and did not speak.

"Hello, hello?" The clown's voice was as cheerful as ever.

"The Joker." The woman said: "You killed your subordinate 20 meters west of the third fork of Bowery Street this morning. You violated the regulations."

The clown rolled his eyes and leaned on the sofa with his legs crossed, and said casually: "The clown is outside the rules, I think this is the real rule we know well."

The woman frowned: "We intend to let the High Table intervene in Gotham." The High Table will not allow anyone to walk outside the rules they set.

The clown narrowed his eyes and heard the threat contained in the woman's tone. He chuckled slightly: "Do you think the existence of the High Table can threaten me? Or is it that the court is willing to let the outside world interfere in Gotham? Don't be funny, selfish. "

The woman was silent for a while, and she looked at the person sitting in the shadow of the room calmly.It was decided to bypass the subject in front of the parties. "What's your business?"

You must know that the clown and the court of owls know each other, but they are only connected. The clown is not bound by Gotham's real control of the court of owls. If it weren't for the clown who is really not interested in taking down the city, the court would have no chance to control Gotham.

So, the court made some sort of pact with the Joker.

"Ah, I forgot my business while chatting with you." The clown glanced at Aesop who was still sleeping, and the corners of his lips curled up, blending with his hideous makeup.

"Is there any shortage of people in the arena?"

"I have a kid here who is Batman's cub. Let me lend it to you, just don't kill me. Also, don't let Batman know."

"Forget it, don't worry about it at all. After all, the little bat hasn't discovered that there is an underground arena underground in Arkham City after all this time."

After the conversation with the clown ended, the woman's eyes were officially placed on the man in the corner for the first time.

It was a tall woman in a black windbreaker embroidered with gold silk patterns. She had short black hair that almost touched her scalp, and a pair of green eyes fluctuated with the coins she tossed up and down in her palm.

It was not an ordinary coin, its center was covered with obsidian, the edges were decorated with gold, and there was a carved shape in the middle.

She is one of the adjudicators of the High Table, and she came to Gotham today to represent the High Table again to cooperate with Gotham's Court of Owls.

The power of the High Table is distributed in every country and almost every city in the world, except for Gotham City in the United States. They unanimously exclude outsiders, which makes it difficult for the power of the High Table to penetrate.

Unless...unless we start with the ruler of Gotham, that is, the Court of Owls. In fact, the function of the Court of Owls is very similar to that of the High Table. They maintain the order of the underworld, and no one can violate their rules and challenge their majesty.

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However, the Court of Owls is a bit miserable in Gotham, where gods and demons walk together, and even some well-known villains dare to challenge their majesty.

So the Court of Owls needs the support of the High Table, and the High Table also wants to use this to enter Gotham, so that Gotham will no longer be a safe haven for those guys who challenge the authority of the High Table but think they can escape.

The adjudicator's tone was interesting: "That's the legendary Joker?"

The woman glanced at her faintly, thinking that she should give a warning to the high table members who will soon become 'partners': "I advise you not to provoke him, if you still want to gain a foothold in Gotham."

The adjudicator thought of the owl court member who had received her earlier and told her that 'no one can challenge the Joker. He is the real high table in Gotham.'

She asked mockingly: "What? It's the same sentence that as long as he is at the high table, you can't enter Gotham? Is he the real high table of Gotham?"

The receptionist of the Owl Court stood up and gathered her blouse, opened the door and turned her head slightly, her brown eyes hidden under the feather blindfold glanced at the adjudicator without any meaning, and she said in a flat tone: "No, the High Table Your guy has to step into Gotham first before he has a chance to enforce the rules, right?"

After she finished speaking, she walked out of the reception room without looking back, leaving the adjudicator with his head down thoughtfully.

Aesop was awakened by a burst of applause, his glass blue eyes were filled with bewilderment, apparently he did not expect to wake up on such an occasion.

This is a room made of sand-colored stone bricks. According to Aesop's visual inspection, the length, width, and height of the stone bricks are about 50cm. There is no door in the room, but it is covered by a black cloth. There is nothing in the room except him.

A sexy woman wearing an owl mask and a black leather dress opened the curtain and walked into the room. She threw a dagger to Aesop, and Aesop quickly caught it.After doing all this, the woman didn't want to explain anything, she turned around and was about to leave.

Aesop asked, "Where is this?" He remembered being knocked out by the clown.

"Underground arena." The woman turned her lips to Aesop. "The game is about to start, please try to survive, kid, oh no, No. 049."

"What?" Aesop stared blankly at the back of the woman, underground arena?Is there such a place in Gotham?Did the clown bring himself here?Why did he do this, the Joker said that he needed himself to send himself here?

Soon, Aesop didn't have time to think about these issues. The cheers from outside sounded again, the curtains gradually rose, and light entered the room from the outside.

Aesop glanced at the outside, the outfield is a square field, and there are many sand-colored stone bricks on the ground like the house, making the field look uneven, like a bunker.There are also some wooden boxes in the field, which contain guns.

Aesop looked up, the sun was high in the sky, and there was not a single cloud in the sky. Aesop felt that the weather was very hot, sweat had already started to secrete from his body, and he couldn't tell what had happened before. The appearance of rain.

Aesop frowned, is this an underground arena?Shouldn't it be underground?If it is so exaggerated, how could it not be discovered by Batman?

Unless... Aesop glanced at the sky again, this is a false sky, constructed to simulate the environment.

I have to say that this design is very novel and...smart, yes, smart, if the surrounding environment is fake, how can the people who are kept in captivity for viewing in the arena escape?

Gorgeous cage.

There were several circles of people sitting above the venue, and every seat was full. They wore different clothes but also wore owl masks. They cheered.

Aesop clenched the somewhat heavy fancy dagger inlaid with red gemstones, and slowly walked out of the room. Seeing Aesop walking out of the room, people became even more excited.

Only then did Aesop realize that there were many rooms around him, and he was the last person to come out of the room, and he was the only child among them.

As a child was welcomed into the arena for the first time, everyone's eyes were on Aesop, including those who should be enemies, but they looked at Aesop with contempt—although Aesop had never I've seen it before, but he guessed that this is a gu-style melee, and everyone in this venue is his enemy.

"Welcome to Almans Colosseum to watch today's fighting skills. Today we have changed to a new entertainment mode, which is a new mode that you have never seen before. Please wait and see." A female voice came from all directions Thinking of it, Aesop couldn't tell where the sound came from.

The voice did not introduce the content of the new mode to everyone from the beginning to the end. She announced: "Warriors, let's fight."

As soon as the words fell, everyone ran to the equipment box closest to them, and so did Aesop, even if he didn't fully understand his situation, no matter what he did, he had to have a weapon to protect himself first.

Aesop took a shotgun from the box. There was no bullet box in the box. The gun may have been loaded with bullets. At this time, there was a gunshot not far from him, which indirectly proved his guess was correct. .

Aesop thought for a while, then turned the pistol from the box and hid it in his clothes.Aesop turned over and hid behind the bunker in the corner, looking around.

The scuffle had already begun, and many people fell to the ground, but only a few fell, and more people hid behind the bunkers and shot at others.

Aesop held the gun tightly and hid under the cover, concentrating on his surroundings. His muscles were tense and aching.

I don't know if it's because the people around him disdain him as a child, or because of his own luck, so far no one has found Aesop under the cover of weapons piled up in the corner.

Aesop didn't dare stick his head out to fight. These were real guns and live ammunition. The last time he threatened Downs, it was just a lie. In fact, Aesop had never fired a shot.

But the moment he pointed the gun at Downs, he did have the will to shoot.As early as a year and a half ago, when he became an Avenger, he was ready.

But he needs a reason to actively attack others, no one is attacking him now, right?Wouldn't it be the same as the lunatics in Arkham Asylum to take the initiative to attack others?

There is no order, no sense at all.

Thinking of this, Aesop couldn't help biting his lips lightly, and his thoughts involuntarily deviated from the battlefield that should be paid attention to now.

Everyone knows that the clown is the representative of the chaos in Gotham, and what he symbolizes is chaos and evil.He didn't shoot Aesop's head off in the street no doubt because Aesop had the face of a dark knight.

But why did the clown bring himself to the arena?What can I achieve for him?Aesop can only come up with two possibilities after thinking about it.

First, the clown wants a 'dark knight' who belongs to chaos. The clown sent himself here must be to drive himself crazy and let himself join the chaos camp.What are the benefits of doing this?

No matter how you look at it, the Joker doesn't get the slightest benefit from him.

Second, the clown really wants to 'feed' himself, as for the reason?In the future, his existence must be used to confuse Batman or make Batman unhappy. Come to think of it, the Joker raised 'Batman'. This has to be a Gotham joke of the year.

Aesop was thinking wildly, a man in a red hat rolled over the bunker in front of Aesop, and shot directly in front of him with a gun, the dazzling gunshots sprayed from the muzzle and reflected on the man's face, which made Aesop Suo clearly saw the undisguised fear on the man's face.

The man dealt with the guy directly in front of him, and he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. At this moment, he noticed Aesop who cast his gaze at him in the corner but failed to look back in time.

The man froze for a moment, then smiled evilly, revealing his yellowed teeth.He picked up the gun in his hand and loaded it, walking towards Aesop.

Aesop showed a proper expression of fear, moved his legs and backed away, as if he was petrified, only he himself knew that the gun hidden in his clothes had been pointed at the man.

The distance is still a bit far now, he is not sure whether he can make him incapable of fighting with one hit, he has to wait.

As long as the man stepped into Aesop's hunting range, Aesop would shoot without hesitation. The recoil of the gun might make his stomach hurt for a while, but it was very concealed and would not be noticed.

One step...two steps, the man was only one step away from entering the circle, Aesop couldn't help but squeezed the handle of the gun quietly.

The man finally walked into the range. Before Aesop could shoot, a black shadow jumped out and pounced on the man. The man let out a scream, and Aesop was frightened by the scene in front of him. His pupils shrank into frightened eyes. a little bit.

The author has something to say:

The High Table comes from the setting of John Wick, I love Uncle Ji so much! ! !

I'm about to stop updating, and I have to go for a run at night, too tired.