I heard my dad is a clown [Comprehensive Yingmei]

By the time the high priest released everyone from the illusion, it was already evening in Gotham the next day.

A large group of people appeared out of nowhere on the gargoyle in the tall buildings of Gotham, and Joey swore he heard the cracking sound of "click" under their feet.

Jason changed his position under Batman's disapproving gaze, and quietly kicked the gargoyle's fallen head away.

An unspeakable silence spread between Fulian and Batman.

"Cough, um...the security here is not very good."

Clint cleared his throat pretentiously, and pointed at the poor female staff surrounded by three strong men below.

Mary was forced to tremble in the corner. Not far from her right hand was a bright shopping mall. Maybe there was still a way to survive, but the two tall, muscular men standing at the entrance of the alley would never let her escape. Opportunity.

She was just a weak clerk, she got off work late today, and was dragged into the alley by these hooligans in the dark, and it was clear at a glance what would happen next.

Seeing the gangster approaching like a cat catching a mouse, she closed her eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

Suddenly there was a piercing sound in the ear, and two small black batarangs pierced through the palm of the criminal who was grabbing Mary, and forcibly nailed it to the wall.

"what--"

The man's sharp and piercing howls resounded throughout the alley, and bright red blood gushed out from the wound on his hand.

"Batarang!"

The criminals who have dealt with the darkness all year round recognized this streamlined weapon, and the two people guarding the alley immediately turned and ran out.

Unfortunately, Lady Luck has no time to take care of the two of them tonight, and two familiar shadows appear in front of them.

"Nightwing!"

"Red Robin..."

They looked at each other, then fell down decisively amid the wailing and painful cries that came from behind, and raised their hands in surrender.

"Are you all right, Miss Mary?"

On the other side, Joey took Jason's coat and put it on the woman whose neckline was torn, softly comforting the crying victim.

"I, I'm fine... hiccup... thank you..." Mary was out of breath from crying, and after she calmed down for a while, she opened her eyes and asked belatedly, "you, how do you know ...my name is Mary?"

The girl pursed her lips to reveal two sweet dimples, pointed to the nameplate on her chest, smiled and did not speak.

"........."

Mary's cheeks turned red quickly, she bit her lip as if struggling with her thoughts for a moment, she still took out a small book from her bag, carefully handed it to the little girl, and said shyly.

"Can you sign me? I like you so much."

Noticing Joey's confused eyes, she reminded in a low voice, "Hurricane Woman."

"ummm..."

The little girl stared at the snow-white page tangledly, and signed the four big characters flying and flying in Mary's expectant eyes.

Although the name does not sound very clever, comforting victims is also one of the duties of a superhero.

The siren of the police car outside the alley came from a distance, and the gangster boss who was beaten black and blue by Batman threw himself on Gordon as if he had seen a relative, crying loudly. The sheriff was so disgusted that he pushed him away and took out the disinfectant Wipe hands vigorously with paper towels.

"Thank goodness you finally showed up. The news of Batman's disappearance has been going on since last night. Dangerous elements are just around the corner. If you show up later, maybe you can only find the ruins of the police station."

Although the lunatics in Arkham love to blow up the Wayne Hotel, the Gotham Police Department, as a mid-level dungeon, is also a high-risk existence with a reconstruction rate second only to major banks.

"Hmm..."

Batman stared at Gordon, obviously not quite understanding his bad joke.

"Aha... Anyway, it's good to have you back so soon."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The dark knight is like a spider's thread hanging over Gotham's head, connecting hell and the world.Without the presence of Batman and Robin, Gotham's repressed crimes would double.At that time, the city will really fall into the quagmire of darkness, and there will be no day to break free.

The victim was taken away to make a record, and by the way, he notified the hospital to take away the prisoners with fractures. Gordon waved his windbreaker and returned to the police station with a smile on his face, leaving Batman and Joey to jump back to the eaves.

A yellow-robed monster is confronting the Avengers.

"High Priest?" Joey looked at him strangely.

Long before she was sent out of the illusion, she rejected the proposal to go back to Carcosa with the high priest, and now rashly appearing in front of superheroes is not wise for the high priest, who is just one of the avatars of the king in yellow Act of.

"I don't trust you, the "Distant Reveler" threatens your life at any time, only by always being with you can make me feel at ease. "

A soft smile appeared on the pale mask of the yellow-robed man, and he looked lovingly at the little descendant of the king in yellow.

"No." Joey rejected him almost instinctively. Who knows if he would suddenly explode and hurt others, "The faceless man is beyond the range I can accept."

The high priest looked thoughtfully at the superheroes around the little girl who were obviously above the average level of the earth, and reached out to remove the pale mask to reveal a very familiar face.

"I am not Hastur himself, nor am I a low-level incarnation like "truth", so the mask is not something that cannot be removed. "

"........."

Joey stared at his face with mixed emotions, "That's not the reason for you to steal David's face. You can't just use someone else's work just because Michelangelo died and you can't sue you."

The high priest shook his head gently and explained: "I once brought prosperity to the earth, they respected me as the god of shepherds, and the artist created the statue according to my portrait, not that I took it at will. s work."

Seeing that Joey was still looking for a reason to let him leave the earth, the man in the yellow robe said in a half-comforting, half-threatening way: "You don't understand your current situation, Grau...Joy."

"The collection of evil thoughts already knows where I am, and also knows that I am here to pursue you, and he will come to this planet soon."

"At that time, typhoons, tsunamis, tornadoes, plagues...all the disasters you can think of and those you can't think of will sweep the world."

"Everything, everyone, and everything you hold dear will come to an end in desperation."

"Joy," he looked into her green eyes tenderly and lovingly, "maybe you can grow up to your father's level in the future, but the gods who are still in their infancy cannot resist his power."

His eyes turned to the people around her, but the god-like pitiful eyes made people feel like he was examining ants for no reason.

"Maybe you think they... are very powerful, but you should understand that they are vulnerable to power."

The high priest ignored the angry but powerless expressions of the crowd, and turned to stare at Joey to force her to make a choice.

"And I now have the strength to rival the Revelers."

"I can, protect this planet for your sake."

"What do you think?"

There was a tense atmosphere between the man in yellow and Joey. There was a long silence, and Joey understood that he had said nothing wrong.

After what seemed like a long time, the girl's dry voice finally sounded.

"Okay, but you have to... stay with me."

"Of course, with pleasure."

Severe exhaustion spread all over his body, and Joey began to turn his head to look for the figure of his old father eagerly.

Tony was standing behind her all the time, his head was lowered, his handsome face was immersed in the shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"dad?"

The little girl hooked his fingers and called out cautiously.

Everyone who was pulled into the illusion was the same as Joey, trapped in one character and unable to move, but did not separate other souls to follow other characters, but was forced to act out a power struggle full of intrigue.

But in the end when the king in yellow appeared and the high priest revealed Joey's real life experience, they were all present and listened to their conversation completely.

Since leaving the illusion, the little girl has been deliberately avoiding Tony so as not to talk to him, for fear that her hard-won old father would say that she no longer wants her.

Now he had this reaction again, as if the panic that had been suppressed in the little girl's heart had finally been confirmed. Fear and sadness welled up in his heart, causing Joey's green eyes to instantly become clouded with water.

She shook Tony's hand lightly, and called again in a trembling voice, "Dad?"

The strong crying immediately woke up the scientist who was in deep thought. The old father's heart tightened when he saw his daughter's rosy eye circles.

He took the little girl into his arms, patted her back softly and hugged her up, nodding to his childhood friend Brucey.

"Let's go first."

The old father took the black cloak and wrapped it carefully around Joy, only revealing the pale little face of the little girl who fell asleep after a sudden relaxation, and flew to New York carefully as if holding a treasure.

"Goodbye, everyone."

The high priest's handsome face turned to the rest of the people with a smile, saluted slightly, and then chased the two flying away in the wind.

"I'll ask Ye Yi to take you back."

Because of the sudden and powerful enemy, Batman looked at a group of New Yorkers who were still in Gotham with displeased eyes, and the implication was obvious.

"I felt like he was saying 'get the hell out of Gotham!'."

Clint muttered to Fury under his breath.

"Get out of my Gotham!"

In the next second, the hoarse and deep voice, as if he had throat cancer, blurred Hawkeye's face.

"........."

Hell, I swear I saw "Fulfill Your Request" on his blackened mask.

……

Joy slept until noon the next day. When she woke up, Edwin thoughtfully told her the time to relieve the sense of space-time confusion caused by the alternation of illusion and reality.

"At 10:30 in the morning, Miss. Sir is in the lab. He seems to have something to say to you."

"I see, thanks Edwin."

The little girl thanked politely.

As soon as she went out, she was facing the high priest guarding the door, which reminded her that she did not ask for some important information last night.

"When will the 'Distant Revelers' arrive on Earth?We always have to be prepared. "

"Three thousand and six Karasu," he tilted his head and thought for a while, "Converted to the universal time of the earth..."

"60 million years."

Joey: "..."

Is it too late for me to return it now?