[Comprehensive British and American] Humanoid weapons

This option is actually a good solution for people other than Batman.

No one cares about the human rights of criminals, especially in this situation where only one of the two can live.

Everyone in Arkham has too much blood on their hands, behind each of them is a lot of human life, and those who are tied here are just a group of ordinary people.

Everyone knows how to choose.

But here it is Batman.

He agrees that people in Arkham can die, but only in the hands of the law. Before that, no one has the right to decide whether these people can live or not.

"This choice couldn't be easier, couldn't it~" Ghost Blade below was still talking, his emotions visible to the naked eye: "If I were you, I would choose this group of ordinary people, and look at each of them. How pathetic, if I had to say that Arkham shouldn't exist."

Batman on the roof didn't speak. He was slowly shifting his position while scanning the group of hostages below with his detector.

Just like what the clown said, there is something flashing red light directly below the hostage, and its shape is no different from a bomb.

The Joker has always been a demagogue, but he never lies, so there must be a bomb under Arkham as well.

"B, I'm going to Arkham now." Dick's slightly tense voice came through the communication.

That's the best option right now, at least in Dick's opinion.

There are two of them, Batman is on the Joker's side, and Robin as an assistant can go to Arkham. As long as Batman can hold the Joker to delay time, Arkham's bomb is definitely not a problem.

but……

"You stay in the Batcave." Batman's voice was still steady: "I have informed Gordon to take someone to Arkham, Robin, to continue your mission."

Dick: "Why!? I can help you!"

Batman didn't explain: "Follow orders, Robin."

After finishing speaking, Dick directly closed the communication with the expression of wanting to say something.

Down there, Ghost Blade continued to babble, not sure if it was the other half's desire to make trouble, facing the live broadcast, Ghost Blade couldn't help but say a lot.

His big pale face and chattering voices filled the entire screen of Gotham City.

Compared with the previous clown, this clown's voice is still very nice, but he seems to be a chatterbox. He hasn't shut up since the live broadcast. It's like he was suddenly released after holding back for 2 years. His desire to express is amazing.

Ghost Blade didn't want to do this either, but he couldn't control himself.

Fortunately, things are much smoother than at the beginning.

I don't know if it's because the man who merged with the other half is a chaotic and crazy style with an overly clear mind. Even under the control of Batman's magnetic field, Ghost Blade can't help doing things that he would never do at ordinary times, say something Usually he wouldn't say anything at all, but now his brain can accurately calculate the surrounding situation.

Under normal circumstances, if the superficial will of the man in his head is completely followed, Ghost Blade will continue to irritate Batman here, leaving a loophole, and when Batman thinks he is about to succeed, he will detonate a bomb to reap a wave of harvest. Stimulate the dark knight's heart, and then continue to attack his will, trying to drag him further into the dark abyss.

But digging deeper, Ghostblade found that he didn't really want to do this, or that he didn't really want to do it.

Just how to put it, before Batman appeared, if he felt the man's pure malice towards Batman, after Batman appeared, this pure malice would not be so pure.

Ghostblade intuited that his current feelings for Batman were a bit subtle.

Mixed with a kind of complexity that is not easy to describe.

This kind of complexity has undergone a subtle change after mixing Ghost Blade himself with no hostility to Batman, and even a little loyalty to his master.

——Ghostblade suddenly didn't want to play anymore.

In other words, the person in his body doesn't want to play anymore.

Joker, who was laughing excitedly in the live broadcast, suddenly paused and returned to his expressionless face.

It's hard to imagine a person suddenly looking cold while laughing happily. This emotional change is too fast, just like the original laughter is just a false shell, which makes people creepy.

Everyone's nerves were tense, including Batman who was observing the joker.

The joker is a madman, everyone in Gotham knows this, and the joker is crazy is even more different, that is, he is sober and crazy.

This kind of madness is not so much madness as it is a different kind of sobriety-this makes his behavior difficult to guess or even judge.

One second he may still be laughing, but the next second he will suddenly blow your head off with a gun. The process is less than a second, natural and fast. Killing is not even comparable to a conversation with Batman in his eyes. .

Human life is not worth a penny here.

On the other side of Arkham, Officer Gordon had arrived at the scene with his men and started a carpet search for where Joker might have buried the bomb.

But the process is not easy.

The people in Arkham are all vicious criminals, and none of them are easy to deal with.

It is not so difficult to prevent these lunatics from killing and fleeing while looking for things on their chassis.

But not everyone wants to take advantage of the chaos and run out, at least for Penguin, finding the bomb as soon as possible is much more important than him going out.

Arkham is a place where Penguins often come in. It’s like a temporary hotel. There’s nothing missing and everything is well-equipped. If you don’t come in and get beat up by Batman, it’s probably as pleasant as a vacation.

The Penguin was also watching the live broadcast of the joker's speech.

When Gordon's men came in, Penguin was chatting with the guards through the iron gate.

"Did you find the bomb?"

"No."

The guards are also a headache, if Arkham explodes, not only these criminals will die, they will die too.

And the desperation is that even knowing this, because there are so many criminals here, they can't go.

There is nothing more hopeless than knowing that you are going to die and there is nothing you can do about it.

The guard was in a bad mood.

Fortunately, things turned around quickly, because Ghost Blade didn't want to play anymore.

Fiddling with the rope in his hand boredly, Ghost Blade calculated the time impatiently.

——According to the extent of Batman's actions, the Gotham Police Department is estimated to have already set off, and nine out of ten have already started looking for the bomb in Arkham.

This bomb, Ghost Blade is really not a lie, he did set it up, but the location is a little different.

——It's on joker's body.

That's right, it's the joker, the unlucky joker who was rubbed on the ground in the treatment room in Arkham.

Ghostblade knew that within an hour, that ugly bastard would not wake up, and he expected to play with the little bat for half an hour, and the joker would not wake up until the game was over.

There is no guarantee that Gordon's group will suddenly find it.

But even if it is found, it doesn't matter, Ghost Blade doesn't want to put such a big loophole here - as long as the joker is found and the bombs on his body are touched, the timing system of the two bombs will be directly activated and the countdown will start.

The countdown time is only 5 minutes.

No one can stop the explosion of the bomb.

Ghost Blade rolled his eyeballs, and involuntarily burst into a troublesome smile.

Then, right under Batman's nose, he lowered his hands as he lifted his coat.

"The time limit is a bit long~ My dear~ I don't think it's fun anymore~" Ghost Blade pretended to circle around and laughed loudly: "How about something exciting?"

"Let me guess~this time~Gordon should be in Arkham with his little friend?"

"Let's change the way the game is played...Battle Royale, a good note..."

Ghost Blade suddenly tore off the two pull tabs with lightning speed: "5 minutes, my dear~ choose one to save~ or... choose neither..."

He laughed wildly.

……

The move of Ghost Blade came really suddenly, no one thought that he would suddenly turn his face in the middle of the game.

This is really not the clown's style, but clowns never play their cards according to the routine, so it's not difficult to understand why they suddenly turned their faces.

In Arkham, the penguin who witnessed the whole process of the clown's face change almost screamed.

He panicked instantly.

Not only him, everyone in Arkham who actually got the news through the guard's communication panicked.

The whole Arkham is full of irritable atmosphere, you can see it everywhere, the shouting and scolding are all directed at the bastard joker, there are all kinds of scolding, even some little guards who are usually obedient, can't help it in their hearts Scolded a few words.

The police that Gordon brought over had also become chaotic. Many people were a little panicked and wanted to sneak away, fearing that they would be bombed into the sky with these lunatics.

But it is not that no one remains calm at this time. Gordon is one, Batman is one, but there are some other ordinary people.

The fear of death hastened the chaos.

Whether they watched the live broadcast or not, everyone knew about the bomb through word of mouth.

Some well-informed people know that the bomb was installed by joker, but more people only know that Arkham is about to explode, and it is not clear who is going to do it.

At least as far as Harleen Quizell was concerned, when she woke up and heard the guard outside the door say that there was a bomb in Arkham, she almost immediately thought of the joker in the treatment room.

This poor woman has already attracted all the attention of the bastard Joker, if it wasn't for Ghost Blade's appearance today, then she would probably have the happy day she imagined with Joker.

She has been preparing for this day for a long time. She got up early in the morning and put on a beautiful makeup, and she also brought a cute doll that she carefully selected.

It was a gift she prepared for joker, full of all the dreams of a young girl.

But now the doll is gone, the white coat is gone, the information on the table and the work card are all gone, and she has nothing on her, only the daily clothes she wears inside the white coat, and at the same time there is a piece of bad news.

Not having a job card meant that she couldn't legitimately enter the treatment room to find the joker, her dear crush.

No one in Arkham looked at their face, except for those well-known criminals, the guards only recognized job cards but not people.

But chaos brought loopholes, and on the eve of death, no one cared about the rules anymore.

Harleen Quizel flung open the office door and ran out.

The high-heeled shoes made a rattling sound on the ground, and the low ponytail was messily draped over her shoulders. Panting heavily, she ran towards the treatment room as fast as she could.

Harleen has nothing on her body now, but she thinks she still has a sincere heart.

Bomb or not, she doesn't want to care.

All she wants now is to find the joker and be with him.

Even if the bomb explodes, she will die with the joker! !

Harleen firmly believed in her inner thoughts and ran all the way until she slammed open the door of the treatment room.

Then, she saw a joker with a doll stuffed in his mouth, bundled into a strange shape and thrown on the ground, who was unknown, and a heart-shaped bomb that was simply glued to the joker's chest.

……

Even Ghost Blade himself didn't expect the bomb to be discovered and touched so quickly.

But after thinking about it a little bit, he guessed the person who discovered the bomb—Harlene Quizell, joker's attending psychiatrist.

She likes jokers, even to the point of obsession.

Harleen Quizel is not a villain, and she hasn't done anything bad, the only thing that is out of line is that she fell in love with the joker.

It's not something terribly sinful.

Even if the object of love is not a good thing, there is nothing wrong with love itself.

Ghost Blade doesn't kill people, and it doesn't kill good people. In addition, when facing Harleen, there is a little bit of weird feeling in my heart. After a series of synthesis, Ghost Blade naturally didn't attack Harleen Quetzel too hard. .

Calculating the time, it was almost time to wake up at this point.

——It seems that this woman really loves jokers.

Ghost Blade was still thinking casually when Batman fell from the sky and knocked him to the ground.

But soon, he didn't have the heart to think about anything else.

Because he suddenly discovered that this body is sick.

A disease specific to Batman.

——God knows that when he was stepped down from the sky by a [-]-pound muscular man, his first feeling was not heavy, nor painful, nor even suffocating, but refreshing! !

It would be cool! ?

And even better is yet to come.

Batman picked him up off the ground.

The movements were so rough that Ghost Blade could hear the bones in his body protesting, but this did not prevent Ghost Blade from showing a smile involuntarily at this moment.

——At the moment when he was picked up and thrown out, he was very close to Batman.

The distance between two people should not exceed twenty centimeters.

This distance made Ghost Blade smell the breath sprayed by Batman.

——It's an obsessive smell.

The author has something to say:

small theater--

Ghost Blade: It's over, I seem to be sick.

joker: No, no, it's not you, it's me.

I was secretly sucked a big bat that I didn't know: ?

PS: Today, I don’t need to round up to 4000 words! !Awesome! !quick! !Where is the applause?

Another PS: Explain why the fusion of Ghost Blade and Joker resulted in this way, it is because Ghost Blade has been brainwashed, completely materialized, absolutely loyal, even if it is perverted, it is at most an idiot.And the clown himself is not quite right.

By the way - not the LEGO Joker.