[Comprehensive British and American] Heroes set up villains script

"But I believe, you won't take this opportunity to let him go, will you? For a Robin who betrayed you? One of your favorite students who doesn't love you and never chooses your Bat Daddy." After the clown finished speaking, he observed Aesop's expression. He was full of expectations for every expression of Aesop. Aesop was not an ordinary human being. Aesop was the cub of the clown and Batman.

He's one of the funniest of the Joker's observations on humans.

Aesop stared blankly at the clown without saying anything. The clown shrugged his shoulders and was not surprised by Aesop's reaction. In fact, since Aesop's age gradually grew, his originally rich expression gradually became hollow.

No, when it was just targeting the clown, Aesop would choose to let his emotions go blank with a slumped face so that the clown would not notice his thoughts, maybe?It should be said to be the subconscious protection of the will, because it was once destroyed by the clown.

But the clown still couldn't help complaining. "Oh, Zai Zai has grown up. He won't act like a baby to Dad anymore."

Aesop hung his head and said nothing.

The clown teased Aesop for a while, but Aesop didn't reply. The clown felt bored and left the basement.

As soon as the clown left Aesop's stunned expression disappeared instantly. He opened his mouth and stuck his fingers into his throat to stimulate vomiting, and took out the locator hidden in his throat.

Aesop wiped the sticky locator on his body, and the locator flashed an abnormal red light, which means that the connection failed. This locator covers the entire Gotham, and now the failure can only prove that there is a nearby The signal jammer was specially prepared by the clown.

Aesop can only hope that Batman will find that the red dot belonging to his location has disappeared, and can use the dejamming device to find him.

Aesop can no longer wait for Batman's support. He wants to rescue Jason alone. If Jason stays here, he will die. Jason is useless to the clown.

The current Jason and the clown are like the relationship between a mouse and a cat. The cat will not kill the mouse immediately when it catches it, but will torture it slowly. Will kill the mouse.

Aesop squatted beside Jason, carefully loosened the chain with a letter opener, and the chain was firmly attached to Jason's body, because Jason had struggled in pain a few times before, and the blood acted as an adhesive, and now the chain was gone. Deep into Jason's flesh.

Aesop's movement woke Jason up—in fact, it was the chain that was touched that made him feel pain, and Jason shook his head slightly, and the cold blood dripped from his forehead to Aesop's neck. Aesop shuddered. "What are you doing?" Jason said barely audibly.

If it weren't for Aesop sticking in front of him, he wouldn't have heard the voice.Aesop replied softly: "Get you out."

Jason let out an inaudible chuckle, blood flowed down the corner of his lips again, and he said angrily: "I finally gave you the chance..."

Aesop frowned, he could feel that Jason's condition was very bad now, he should talk less, he was afraid that Jason's physical strength would not be able to support him to take him away: "I'm using it now, please keep quiet ?”

Jason shook his head, pulled his lips that had been bitten off a long time ago and pulled out a naughty smile. This expression used a lot of his strength and involved the wound on his head. It hurt so much that he retracted it after only a moment expression.

"I don't want to listen to you. You used to listen to me, even though you were always the one with the idea. Can you smile? I haven't seen you smile in a long time."

Except for sneers and ridicules, Aesop’s smiles are mostly fake smiles. Aesop is very good at disguising himself, making himself optimistic to cover up his inner coldness and cruelty. He is different from Jason. Jason never Disdain to pretend everything about him, his anger, his violence, his love.

Aesop twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly. He raised his head and stared at Jason's dirty, bloody face. Aesop patted Jason's cheek inch by inch with one hand. He slowly He smiled slowly at Jason, but the movement of his hands still did not stop, and he tried hard to pry the chain.

Aesop's facial lines are already soft, but he always has a paralyzed or mocking face. In fact, he smiles very nicely. The last time he smiled so sincerely and without any selfishness was before Peggy died. Before his Peggy died.

Jason's slack blue-gray pupils tried to focus on Aesop's face, and he noticed the wound on the side of Aesop's face that had stopped bleeding.Jason leaned down, put his face close to Aesop's, and said softly, "Sorry, that must have hurt."

Aesop's eyelashes trembled, and Jason's blood-smelling pant sprayed on his face, making him squint his eyes unconsciously. He was too close, almost infecting his breath.

In the next second, Aesop opened his eyes wide, reflecting Jason's closed eyes in his eyes, Jason was kissing him...?

The pain in his lips reminded Aesop that this was not an illusion.

Jason bit Aesop's lower lip with all his strength, leaving a bleeding mark.Jason didn't move, just bit Aesop's lower lip.

Aesop didn't struggle, they didn't separate, Aesop even forgot the movement of his hands.He just looked at Jason, smelled the blood on Jason's body, and enjoyed all of this. The surroundings seemed to become empty, and only Jason could be seen in Aesop's world.

At this moment, only death can scatter them.

until--

Death scattered them.

A familiar crowbar hit Jason's head hard, 'crack' - red blood mixed with white brains flew out and splashed on Aesop's face, Jason's head fell powerlessly on Aesop's face. on the shoulders of the rope.

The blood bubbles in the blood vessels in his head on his shoulders kept gushing out, making rumbling noises.

Aesop knelt on the ground and touched the warm liquid on his face in a daze. He stretched out his finger, eh?What's this? ..red..white?

Aesop looked down at the three-quarters head buried on his shoulder, who is this?

Is it Jason?

is it him?

No way?

Why is he?

Why is it Jason who died?

Aesop pushed away Jason on his shoulders, he stretched out his hands tremblingly and covered his head, roaring silently.

why?

why? ?

Why, does he always encounter such things?Why should he not deserve all the good words?Just because he's the kid of the Joker and Batman?Why is it Jason who died?It was obviously all his fault, why was Jason the one who died?

He thought he should cry, because people should cry when they feel sad, why should he be different?

He should cry.

It didn't matter what Paige said, and he didn't need to smile more, because nothing had made him happy so far.

Just like he lost his mother when he was a child, but he couldn't find it when he grew up, Aesop pressed his eyelids to stimulate the tears to flow, and the tears flowed down his cheeks mixed with the blood from the torn eye sockets.

The clown held up the crowbar with fresh blood and raised his eyebrows and swept the crowbar around: "He is dead, you are sad. You love him, and the Carnival Rabbit loves Robin, how unbelievable."

"I've known for a long time that he hurt you just to let you escape my punishment. Huh? You actually tried to fool Gotham's crime prince?" The clown groaned, "Maybe you should go with him, because the clown doesn't Need another carnival bunny for Robin."

"Ha, the blood and feelings of the poor useless Batman. Hee hee hee."

"Have you ever had a really bad day?" The clown narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth pulled all the way, and he shook his head wildly.

Aesop knelt on the ground and bowed his head. He didn't care whether the clown would let him go or what the clown said.

He thought he was going crazy, really crazy.

With nothing in his head, Aesop repeated, "Have you ever had a really bad day?"

With crying laughter squeezed out of Aesop's throat, he stood up slowly and pulled out the short knife from the back of his waist. He tilted his head and left traces of blood and tears on his pale cheeks. He murmured: "Kill him!" You Joker killed you Joker killed you killed you killed you killed you..."

"Oh, the poor boy is being driven mad. Wouldn't it have been better to do this sooner?"

The clown held up the crowbar with great interest and did an impromptu shuttlecock dance: "No, of course you can't. You can't do it." He has hundreds of ways to kill him easily, such as sulfuric acid flowers, belts Poison buzzer or something.

And the clown has to choose, the most troublesome one is also his favorite one, sometimes he just likes trouble, especially when trouble makes others extremely painful——

The crowbar that the clown loves the most, and the crowbar that the Carnival Bunny fears the most.

...

...

Batman sent a signal to the city from the Gotham signal tower and covered all the signals with a stronger Bat signal. He found the whereabouts of the red dot that suddenly disappeared that night, and it was still blinking.

In the ACG chemical plant, where the clown was born.

A mistake by Batman turned an ordinary middle-aged man who was forced to commit crimes into a Gotham nightmare.

Batman doesn't feel the same way about the Joker as he does about other criminals, and in Bruce's mind, the Joker was born because of his mistakes and he should help him get back to normal.

If the Joker were a normal guy, he'd be an amazing guy, with his brains, and if he's given the chance to stretch his arms and legs, he'd be a huge service to Gotham.

Bruce Wayne would discover Jack Napier and they would be good friends.Just the brutal fact that there are no Bruce Wayne and Jack Napier, just Batman and the Joker.

The door to the basement of the ACG chemical plant was kicked open.

The moment the door was opened, the thick, stinking smell of blood rushed towards Batman and Nightwing like a demon with claws and claws.

Ye Yi covered his mouth and nose uncomfortably and let out a muffled hum, which was too much.

Batman doesn't have much feeling for this smell, he has a bad premonition, because this smell...is the smell of flesh that is gradually rotting, who's flesh will rot because there is no blood and muscle activity?

The answer is: dead people.

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Just ask you!Crazy or not!Sting is not exciting!he he he he he! ! ! !Our souls live on till death separates you and me.