[Comprehensive British and American] Humanoid weapons

Ghost Blade lay on his back, breathing a little hard.

Batman's strike just now was merciless, Ghost Blade was still laughing uncontrollably, and was thrown to the ground.

The strong tremor made his head very dizzy, and he didn't pass out probably because of Ghost Blade's abnormal body, but the concussion was inevitable, and he felt a little nauseous.

In fact, just now, the ghost blade can be dodged.

But he didn't want to run away.

The fused other half of the body and the instinct of Ghost Blade formed a struggle in the body. Now it is Mr. J's time, and the crazy will is even more dominant.

Originally, Ghost Blade could only barely maintain a balance between himself and the crazy thoughts in his head, but when Batman appeared, all his insistence collapsed. For now, he even wanted to stand up and talk to him. Batman comes up close and personal.

Just like just now.

Even if the little bat's claws are painful to scratch people, and the figure is slightly stronger, it is not cute, and it is covered with a cape all the year round to cover up the sexy figure.

But that's okay.

Just like just now, isn't he still in close contact with the little bat?He even secretly took a sip while he wasn't paying attention.

It doesn't even matter if he is roughly pressed to the ground, but from this angle, he can better see Batman's upturned buttocks covered by the cloak, and a pair of slender, long, sexy bat thighs.

It's very nice.

Ghost Blade felt the thoughts in his head that did not belong to him expressionlessly, and sincerely felt that the man he was cooperating with, who called himself Mr. J, might really have a problem with his brain.

Lying silently on the ground and breathing evenly, Ghost Blade didn't try to stand up again.

Batman had already run to the hostages to save them, and there were scattered ropes and discarded clown masks all over the ground.

His movements were quick, and after a few back and forth, the warehouse became empty again, leaving only a joker lying on the ground.

Robin has rushed over from the Batcave and is outside assisting Batman in taking the hostages to a safe place.

The ticking of bombs can still be heard in the warehouse.

This thing was made by Ghost Blade himself, and he knew its rules very well. If Dr. Harleen Quizell hadn't touched the bomb, it stands to reason that the bomb would explode within 5 minutes.But once it is touched, the time will be instantly reduced to 1 minute.

And most importantly, the bomb is not removable.

Even the one on the Joker that seems to be simply glued on.

Ghost Blade lay on the ground and looked at the ceiling with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

——It's almost there, there are still 30 seconds at most, and the surprises he prepared before will be revealed one by one.

……

Inside Arkham, Harleen Quizel was desperately trying to run outside with joker on her back.

The bomb couldn't be disassembled at all, as if it was sewn on top of the hospital gown, Harlene could only choose to take off the hospital gown and throw it where it was.

The joker who has lost the cover of his hospital clothes does not look thin. It is hard to imagine that this kind of guy hangs around in Arkham all day long, eats bad prison meals, gets electric shocks every day, and gets beaten when he goes out for nothing. A person who eats a meal will have such a good figure.

Eight pack abs is not enough, but six pack is still there.

In the past, Harleen would never dare to look directly at the joker's body, but now, she can't care less about being shy.

This well-behaved woman in the past burst out with unparalleled potential at this moment, and her running speed at that moment even surpassed a guard next door while carrying a joker on her back.

This is probably the power of love.

It's a pity that love may stimulate potential, but it cannot prevent explosion.

30 seconds, no one can run out of Arkham in such a short time except Superman.

The moment when the bomb timer resets to zero is still here.

Ghostblade was roughly held by Batman on the shoulder and left the warehouse.

Behind him, the bomb dropped to zero in an instant, followed by an ominous beeping sound.

At such a short distance, once the bomb explodes, even if Batman has a Kevlar cape, he will inevitably be impacted by the bomb, and nine out of ten will be injured.

In the communication, Robin's exclamation came, along with Alfred's suddenly tense voice.

Superman outside Gotham finally couldn't bear it this time.

The moment the timer reached zero, he rushed into Gotham, and then with lightning speed, he threw the joker on Batman's shoulder to the ground, and then swooped down, covering Batman's opponents with his cloak and body. On the other side of the warehouse.

A perfect protective move.

But...it's useless.

——When the sound of fireworks ascending to the sky came, no matter if it was Superman, Batman, or everyone in Arkham who had no time to escape and thought they were dead, they all froze.

Simultaneously stunned, there was also Dick in the communication, and Alfred in the Batcave.

"Wow."

In the communication, Dick's voice was exceptionally clear, and his voice trembled after being shocked: "What is this?"

In the sky in front of me, beautiful fireworks sprang out from Arkham, rose into the air, and then exploded into beautiful roses and hearts.

Arkham is not close to this warehouse, and Batman can't see what's going on there.

But this did not prevent him from seeing the sky above the warehouse in front of him.

When Ghost Blade installs this thing, both sides are the same thing, and the effect is naturally the same.

——Brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky, one after another, and they were the ones with their own patterns.

The exploded shapes are all roses and hearts, and the romance is like a large-scale marriage proposal scene.

This thing is not cheap at first glance, and it is definitely not comparable to ordinary fireworks. From the explosion pattern of fireworks, the rhythm and range of firework arrangement, and the beautiful shape when it explodes, it looks like high-end goods at first glance. The kind you can't get.

Anyone else would have been moved to tears by him.

But it's a pity that this thing was made by joker, and the target is Batman.

——Actually, there is no need to think about it carefully, as long as you have eyes, you can probably see it.

joker directly turned his name into a part of the fireworks—among the roses and hearts all over the sky, a pretty handwritten [JOKER] was surrounded in it. It looked small, but it was particularly conspicuous.

On the top of this handwriting, a huge bat shape occupies most of the position.

Until they both exploded, leaving behind a clown's smiling face and that particularly conspicuous green handwriting.

——FUCK YOU!

Everyone who witnessed the scene: "..."

The Superfans in Arkham who were about to be scared to death: "..."

Dumbfounded Dick: "..."

Alfred who witnessed everything in the Batcave: "..."

The butler made a voice of disapproval: "Master, I don't think it's a good choice to provoke a lunatic?"

Batman: "..."

Superman finally came back to his senses at this moment, he looked down at the big bat in his arms in shock, the emotion in his eyes seemed to materialize: "...B!?"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Ghost Blade: To be honest, I don't want to do this, all of this is what this guy wants.

The joker who does things: hee hee hee~

Batman: ...? ? ? ? ?