[Comprehensive British and American] Heroes set up villains script

The helicopter stops near the ACG chemical plant. After the clown and Aesop got off the plane, they blew up the plane and they returned to their 'home', below the ACG chemical plant.

Aesop hung his head, and did not hold the other broken hand with the still intact hand. Anyway, his other arm would be broken after a while, Aesop thought casually.

Aesop knew very well that he had pissed off the clown.

When the Joker told him that he was going to introduce himself to Batman, Aesop felt strange excitement, excitement mixed with resentment, but he had to keep calm and nothingness, because the Joker didn't like himself like this.

What the Joker needs is a doll who is absolutely loyal to him, one of the weapons he uses against Batman, he has to remain calm and obedient, like a perfect fighting machine.

Yes, for one, Aesop never thought he had a small place in the Joker's narrow, mostly Batman's heart, he guessed, the rest would be fireworks, gunshots and blood, definitely not Either him or Harley Quinn.

But the moment he saw Batman, all his previous psychological construction completely failed, just like his brain would crash when encountering a clown, and his body became unable to be rationally restrained the moment he encountered Batman.

So he couldn't hold back, he pulled the trigger of the heavy sniper aimed at Batman's head, and he regretted the moment the bullet was fired. The clown clearly said that before receiving his instructions, he should not act rashly , What if he really killed Batman because of this?

The clown won't let him go, and he won't let himself go.

Batman is the real, last Gotham Last Light.Fortunately, Batman escaped his own attack with ease, and Aesop was relieved.

His two fathers, one is the nemesis of his brain and the other is the nemesis of his body, what use is he himself?His life always revolves around them.

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Before Harley Quinn got the news from the Joker, she was doing yoga in bed. This is her secret weapon. Her body is very resilient.When she received the call from the clown, she was both surprised and excited and screamed on the bed holding the phone.

Her Mr. J rarely took the initiative to contact her, and even rarely answered her phone.

Thinking of this, Harley Quinn couldn't help but glance at her rosy lips that had just been filled with lipstick. She just called Mr. J every morning, noon and night to say hello, which is so frequent.

Halle changed into Mr. J's favorite outfit, tied her two-tone hair into two ponytails, put on a collar with the word 'pudding', and hurried to see her husband.

Then, after Harley imagined Mr. J blowing up Wayne Tower, the tallest building in Gotham in a high-profile way, ordered his subordinates to use helicopters to fly rose petals all over the sky, and announced her wedding to the whole Gotham, she saw it with a sweet smile. The person she hated the most, the damn bat cub who took a part of Mr. J's love.

Harry's smile faded away.

Aesop stood straight in the corner, the shadow covered most of his body, and the mask representing the 'Carnival Rabbit' hung obliquely on his hair, revealing only a small half of his expressionless face.

Harley hadn't seen this little bastard for three years, and she thought that this little bastard had long since disappeared from the two-person world of her and Mr. J.Now...Harry looked at Aesop unabashedly with hostile gray eyes.

This little bastard has changed a lot compared to three years ago. The baby fat on his face has disappeared without a trace in the past three years. The face that was once exactly the same as Batman has also undergone tremendous changes. He did not inherit his Bat Dad The square jaw, his chin and face became sharper, the bridge of the nose became higher, and the eyebrows were slightly lowered.

The corners of Aesop's eyes are drooping down, which is different from Bruce Wayne's upturned eyes with aura. Even Aesop has a pitiful and helpless feeling when his face is expressionless. Harley knows this is inherited from Who, inherited from his Mr. J.

She once again accidentally saw Mr. J's face under heavy oil paint, well, the bat saw it too, what happened that time?Oh, they were doing their weekly Batman fight, and then it started to rain, and it washed the paint off Mr. J's face.

Mr. J's original appearance is exposed, which belongs to Jack Napier. Due to the influence of the blood body on him, his face color and the color of white oil paint are almost undoubtedly different from the clown who laughs all the time. Jack's The face has a feeling of melancholy, the drooping eyelids, the downturned corners of the mouth, and the green impetuous hair sticking to the face wet by the rain, it looks so helpless.

Halle's heart beat wildly again at that moment. Well, although her heart was the same when she saw Mr. J, Halle felt that she was in love again that day, and the object... was still Mr. J! ! !

Harley felt that Mr. J was her treasured man, no matter what he looked like, he was her favorite man! ! ! Mr. J Sai Gao! ! ! !

It's a pity that Mr. J replaced it with waterproof paint later.

But even if Aesop is now more like 'Jack' Harley won't have any affection for him, oh come on, Batman and Mr. J's kid, it's a betrayal of Mr. J's feelings for Harley, even if this The child was born by a conspiracy, since it was born by a conspiracy, why not kill him?

Harley glared at Aesop fiercely, and blurted out a mocking word: "Hey, isn't this Batman's son? Why does the stinky son stay in my sweet home with Mr. J?"

Aesop didn't even look at her, and still stood there without moving. Obviously, he didn't take Harley Quinn's provocation seriously at all.

Aesop's attitude made Halle feel angry, Harry raised a dangerous smile, and she said grimly: "Oh, kid, Mommy has to let you understand a truth."

"Respect the principles of the elders." Harley raised his palm to Aesop's pale face and was about to slap him. The next second, Aesop made a move. He grabbed Harry's arm tightly, almost The strength to crush her arm.

Aesop didn't speak, his blue eyes stared at Harley with cold murderous intent, he obeyed the clown's orders, he was the clown's puppet, but that didn't mean he allowed others to instruct him at will, or do anything to him.

Harry let out a short scream in pain, and grabbed Aesop's face with the other hand, and Aesop leaned back to avoid Harry's hand.

"Enough." The clown said in a low voice. After receiving the warning, Aesop immediately let go of Harry's hand and stepped back, entering a safe range. The murderous intent in his eyes completely faded away and turned into emptiness and silence again.

"Harry—he's my child, I don't allow you to hit him." The clown turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, warning.

Harley withdrew her teeth and claws, stomped her feet to calm down, forced a sweet smile, and said sweetly, "Okay, pudding."

Aesop's eyelids twitched, yes, the clown does not allow others to beat him, and the clown usually beats him himself.Sure enough, as Aesop said, the next second, the clown raised his knee fiercely and hit Aesop's abdomen.

Aesop lowered his head and trembled, his eyelids covered the screaming rebellion in his eyes, and he let out a soft "uh..." He stood still and tried to breathe, calming down the pain that seemed to be coming from the internal organs that had been tangled together.

Don't look at the clown's weak appearance among the villains in Gotham. Only those who have been beaten by the clown know how explosive the clown is. Become the most famous criminal in America?Well, maybe sex, gasoline, sex, and winning people over.

But in all fairness, the Joker is one of the few villains in Gotham who can hurt Batman, and his fighting ability is naturally not weak.

The clown's swordsmanship can be equal to Batman's swordsmanship who is good at various fighting skills and swordsmanship. After Aesop left Almans, he was trained by the clown for a year of swordsmanship alone. They stayed in the old Laughter Factory all year, but Yi Suo Suo prefers to use knives, so he integrated the part of the sword skills that the clown gave him into the knife skills, which improved his knife skills a lot.

Aesop was still immersed in his own thoughts. The clown tilted his head and narrowed his green eyes dangerously. His pale fingers pinched Aesop's cheeks which were almost the same color as his fingers and forced him to look up. The clown stared at Aesop's empty eyes. Eyes, asked softly: "Do you know where you are wrong? My child."

"I shouldn't disobey... father's order." Aesop replied, the clown always let himself call him father, he was not happy at first, after being dropped in the air with chains and hung like a sausage for a few days, Aesop then To be honest, at least now he has to hold back the teeth and claws that he had grown so hard to avoid being discovered by the clown and destroying his minions again. Aesop is not sure whether he can persist in such torture.

No, it should be whether Aesop is willing to continue to pretend for a few more years, or choose real surrender.

"Oh, my dear child. Do you really think so?" The clown caressed Aesop's cheek pitifully, but his words made Aesop stiff again.The clown put down his hand, and kicked Aesop's knee hard with his foot wrapped in expensive leather shoes. The bones made a dislocation sound, and his legs could no longer support Aesop to stand up. Aesop knelt on the ground with a plop.

Aesop took a big breath to calm the pain. The clown liked to see others screaming because of the pain, which would make him more interested. Aesop once watched the clown torture a subordinate who tried to betray him.

The clown originally planned to beat up the man and then shoot him dead, but the man's screams made the clown excited. He slowly peeled off the man's face with a small blade, and then poured sulfuric acid into the man's face. In the man's mouth, the whole basement echoed with the man's cry and the clown's hearty laugh.

It was really bloody, and it made me have nightmares every night that I was tied up and tortured in the basement, and there was another poor little face stripped next to me.

Aesop knew what the clown was hinting to him, and he didn't want to become like that, so he wanted to be the clown's loyal little monster, a little monster who only acted for him.

"You're wrong because you shouldn't have shot Batman." The clown looked down at the top of Aesop's head, his voice was cold and ruthless, and Harley, who had been watching the play by the side, trembled. She glanced at the clown in disbelief, and then cautiously She stepped back, her face showing undisguised fear.

"What are you, how dare you aim the gun at him? Guess what? What would happen if he died?" The clown stepped on Aesop's back and crushed him.

"..What?" Aesop gave up struggling directly, and asked on the ground.He knew what the clown would answer, and he had to cooperate with the clown.

"I'll cut off your face and nail it on a bat helmet, chop up every piece of meat and bone in your body and give it to the children in the slums. They don't care what kind of meat they eat." The clown hooked the sharp corners of his mouth . "By the way, the whole of Gotham will be buried with him."

The clown glanced coldly at the receding Harley. Harley shook, picked up the crowbar in the corner, stepped on her high heels, ran over and handed it to the clown.

"So? Before I have played enough, I don't want you to be that person. You will never be able to intervene with us." The clown said as he raised a crowbar with beautiful patterns and slammed it on Aesop's back. For a moment, Aesop bit his lips and fingernails and pressed his palms to endure the atrocities. He kept telling himself in his heart that as long as he endured it, it would be over. When the pain reached a certain level, he would feel nothing but burning.

Under the flickering lights, the image of the clown waving a baseball bat and the fresh blood that smeared on the wall merged with the previous mottled blood traces were projected.

I don't know how long it took, the clown was tired, he dropped the bloody crowbar, squatted down and approached Aesop who was lying in a pool of blood with his eyes wide open, and made nothing but trembling and panting during his violence. "Oh, I'm sorry. I was so angry, so I didn't keep my hands. Can Aesop forgive Dad? Can you still get up?" The clown stretched out a palm that was wrapped in a white glove.

Aesop glanced at the clown lightly. The clown's usual method is to give you a hard stick and then give you a candy. I should be glad that the clown has never hit him on the head, otherwise he might be a fool now Aesop has deeply remembered every stroke of what the clown did to him.

Aesop stretched out the flesh that had been stained with his own blood, grabbed the clown's hand and stood up with some difficulty. He was surprised to find that he could still move, and his ability to resist beating was getting stronger and stronger.

"I think you need to go to the hospital." The clown shook off Aesop's hand, and casually took off the gloves that were stained red by Aesop's blood.

"..En." Aesop nodded, his eyes had already started to gradually darken. "Can I go, Father?"

"Okay sweetheart, be careful." The clown smiled and gave Iso a goodbye gesture.

Aesop turned around and took a robe to cover his whole body, and left the basement, he did not live with the clown, he had an independent residence outside, he only needed to respond to the clown when the clown called him, in the words of the clown In other words, he is an open 21st century new type of father who chooses to raise his children.

Aesop's pace was quite unsteady, almost walking up against the wall, the blood on his clothes was all on the wall, but it didn't matter, anyway, there was enough blood on it, not bad for him, even so , he stumbled abruptly under the watchful eyes of the surrounding clowns, limped out of the gate, and walked back to his residence amid the gasping sounds of some passers-by.

Of course, he just walked back to the residence. Aesop really didn't have the energy to fumble for the key. The pain all over his body almost swallowed him. He just went through the window and entered the room and fell directly on the ground, with his head on the messy documents on the ground. The last hit fell into a deep coma.

The author has something to say:

Yesterday.. Accidentally.. Double update.I clicked to publish directly, a little sad.Don't ask, it's very sad, shit, shit, huh.

Created an illusion of double shift?

If you don't give me a comment, I won't do it. I want a lot of comments for this chapter, and I want a lot of comments for the last chapter!

Aesop will not be tamed by the clown so easily, he eats soft but not hard.