[Comprehensive] Clown training game

While the clown was sleeping, Jason moved him to the bed in the room. Although he was still handcuffed, he still covered him with a quilt and took off his drip.

Whether the clown is a clown or not is not his priority. If he really hurts innocent people, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why does this person pretend to be a clownhh!

Cough cough, don't think about this for now, Jason will catch up the thoughts that have strayed again.Before he was interrupted by the clown, he was checking the situation of the gang in Gotham.Recently, the frequency of action has increased a bit. Not only has the gang rebounded, but even Batman has realized that something is wrong.

No, Batman must have realized that Arkham's absence of the Joker won't be a secret for long.

The point is that he had left a provocative card so desperately before, it was really fun to die, and he went to the crematorium.Now, it is impossible for him to execute the Joker in front of Batman anymore, what if the guy is also screaming in front of Bruce?

Jason rubbed his head. If he really had nothing to do with the clown, he would have to find a way to heal him and send him back.However, there are still too many mysteries about the other party, and it is impossible for him to just let it go now.

Batman, Batman... Bruce.

Jason's face darkened. He will never forget that when he wanted to tell Batman what happened to him over the years, he saw a new young and energetic Robin next to the tall and silent shadow. , his inner feelings.

The new Robin isn't very talkative, but when he does speak, his voice, though soft, gets to the point, and he seems quite obedient to Batman.What he lacks in skill, he more than makes up for in intelligence.

That's what Bruce likes, right, a little follower who obeys orders.

Jason almost gritted his white teeth, clenched his fingers into a fist, and slammed it heavily on the table, punching a hole in the poor-quality wooden table, and the sleeping clown was also alarmed. Fortunately, the medicine still worked. After a while it was quiet again.

He lowered his head, looked at the wooden splinter stuck in his hand, and pulled it out carelessly. The blood spread along the skin texture, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

The clown is gone, mmp, the clown is gone again.

That's right, the word "again" is full of infinite sadness and desolation, and there is also a little honey sedation.Bruce even drank all the black coffee in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and then rushed to his Batcave and turned on the Batcomputer.

Although, he also felt that the surveillance cameras might not be able to capture any useful pictures. Every time the clown ran away, he could come up with some ingenious ways, and then he would fill in the gap every time. The next time, the clown found another loophole.

This battle of wits continues, Bruce suspects that Arkham may become the most reliable prison in the world, as long as there are no clowns in it.

However, the scene this time surprised him. He saw a man wearing a red hood injured the clown, tied him up and dragged him away. Before he arrived, he seemed to have discovered his hidden camera, so he simply sprayed the clown I wrote something on the wall of the cell, and when I passed by the camera, I gave the opposite a firm middle finger.

Bruce: ...he's sure this guy was for him.

The Red Hood is also well-known in Gotham, but it should have been a few months before he entered Batman's sight.He traced back to the source and found out that this person came to Gotham eight months ago. At the beginning, he contacted the gangsters very low-key, and infiltrated in a silent way. It may also be that the red hood was investigating during this incubation period. Condition.

And until two months ago, the Red Hood had probably figured out the situation of the Gotham gang, and became uncharacteristically high-profile, and used all kinds of violence and threats, with a blitzkrieg momentum that swept away thousands of troops, annexed large and small Ten gangs now have hundreds of people under them, and have taken over many special business lines.

Even Maroni and Falcone, the veteran gangsters, looked sideways at this young man, and the business of Black Mask has been robbed a lot. Penguin has been working overtime to collect information about Red Hood, and there is a reward on the black market for him The price of the head has reached six figures.

This person is very rampant. When a person with such a personality comes to Gotham, he will either destroy Gotham or destroy himself.

Therefore, Batman is also secretly collecting his information, and intends to capture the Red Hood and his men in one fell swoop when he has more evidence, and throw them directly into prison, so as to prevent the man's head from being The mercenaries and killers who came from the money chopped it down and hung it on the Gotham harbor for public display.

But Bruce didn't expect that this person who started from the gang and seemed to have nothing to do with the lunatics would sneak attack on Arkham and kidnap the clown.Why a clown?What does he have to do with the Joker?What is his purpose?

More precisely, who is he?

Why do I have a strange sense of familiarity, and the other party is pointing the middle finger at the monitor, and is so familiar with Arkham's behavior, so that Batman is sure that this is an "insider", he knows Arkham, and more Get to know Batman.

Everything he did before may be his preparation to deal with Batman.

Bruce frowned, and got a photo of the inner wall of Arkham, with a few lines written on it: "Long time no see, b, if you want a clown, come to me."

Long time no see... The most troublesome thing happened. Obviously this was an "acquaintance" of Batman, and the word itself represented huge trouble.Which of Batman's "acquaintances" doesn't cause trouble?

The double-faced man is his college classmate, and Lei Xiaoaogu is his former teacher...

He had to find a way to meet the Red Hood and test the depth of the other party. It would be even better if he could find out the Joker's whereabouts or his true identity.

This goal is quickly achieved, because the Red Hood has no intention of hiding, and they meet each other in a deal in illegal goods.Red Hood's first reaction when he saw the old bat was to throw a few shots, and then jumped on the roof to escape.

No, it's not that he has a guilty conscience, it's just that Batman is not easy to deal with. In such an emergency, it's easy to put himself at a disadvantage.

Of course, Batman was in hot pursuit, even tying a noose to his opponent's leg at one point.Jason jumped up quickly, and in an almost impossible posture, jumped and hung up the rope in mid-air, then lightly climbed over the top of the speeding train, and waved his hands provocatively at Batman and Robin.

"Find me, or the clown won't last for a few days." Under the voice changer, his voice seemed to contain infinite malice, but from this malice, Batman could hear a bit of anger.

When Jason returned to the safe house and took off the hood, his head was covered with sweat, his hair was all wet, and a trace of it stuck to his face, making him very uncomfortable.He shook his head violently, and slammed the hood on the table, like a manic patient, roared angrily at the wall, and kicked twice.

He didn't know who he was angry with. After hearing the movement, Mr. J poked his head out of the bedroom silently. He was still tied up, but he was allowed to sit in a wheelchair and move freely in the room.

This young man must be sick. He has a brain disease. Mr. J has [-]% sympathy for Mr. Todd who has a brain disease, and it seems that in just a few days, his favorability has increased by nearly [-]. For the sake of it, I decided to persuade him.

"Would you like some ice cream?" Mr. J asked earnestly, "The kind you can eat with a whole bucket in your arms."

"...I'm not broken in love." Jason twitched the corner of his mouth.

"You look like you were cheated and abandoned by your girlfriend who has been in love for ten years. Let me tell you, if you want to live a good life, you have to have a little green on your hair. You see, my hair is all green." j Sir tried to tell him a joke.

Jason rolled his eyes shamelessly.

"What flavor do you want?" Mr. J took control of the wheelchair and went to search in the refrigerator. Jason did store some junk food in it, and there were two large buckets of ice cream that he didn't know how long.

Jason looked at him in a wheelchair and was still running around happily. For some reason, he felt very uncomfortable.He probably had a cramp in his head, and blurted out: "The clown once beat Commissioner Gordon's daughter until she was paralyzed, and she had to sit in a wheelchair for several years."

Poor Barbara, at least she met Constantine and Zatanna. She paid a little price to get her right to walk again, and the culprit of all this was the clown.

Mr. J: ... I see, anyway, all the unconscionable things are done by this Gotham cancer.

"You eat chocolate flavored ones, and I eat rum flavored ones." He didn't pick up the topic, but happily took out two buckets of ice cream, and went to get two big spoons.

"Fart, the smell of rum is mine." Jason cursed, then grabbed a bucket, sat down on the spot, tore open the package roughly, scooped a spoonful with a metal spoon, and sent it to his mouth. Bingbing is sweet and tastes like wine, which is very refreshing.

No wonder people who are broken in love like to eat like that, ah bah, I'm not broken in love!

"He didn't even recognize me." Jason looked at the melted ice cream after eating about half of the bucket, and suddenly said this.

"Ah?" Mr. J who ate his mouth full of chocolate looked up blankly, "Who are you talking about?"

Jason's mouth twitched, and he threw a tissue to him in disgust.

"Oh oh oh, Batman, right? He also has a sick brain." Mr. J raised his spoon seriously, and said, "It's fine if he's just stubborn, he likes to torture himself, and he always likes to make mistakes It belongs to me, and I usually don’t say anything, so others see him as a ruthless monster, but he is self-abuse, so he doesn’t explain it, and he would rather be scolded by others.”

Jason: ...I understand the truth, but why do you describe Bruce like a crazy psycho?

"Besides, don't you want to make trouble? Then do you want him to recognize it, or don't you want to?" Mr. J is holding the ice cream bucket like a huge koala.

I don't want to... I don't want to.

Rationally he doesn't want Batman to guess the plan, but emotionally he wants Bruce to recognize him immediately.Plus the annoyance of the new Robin, the disappointment that I still long for Bruce's attention, the guilt that I may have beaten the wrong person, the annoyance that I don't have a clown to sacrifice to the sky, the negative impact of the resurrection pool, and so on.

These emotions are all condensed together, aren't they so irritable that they kicked the wall?

"You are such a sensitive boy, no wonder you said you like classical literature."

"Shut up, or your tongue will be cut off."

"Slightly slightly." Mr. J stuck out his tongue on purpose.

Mr. Todd is probably a good boy. A certain person has become more and more presumptuous recently, but he also realizes that this child has too many burdens on him, just like Aretha. If this continues, his soul will be destroyed. Pushed into the abyss, his mind would be shattered to pieces.

Mr. J was a little worried, he was always worried about the cubs.

The sneak attack happened in an instant. After all, the killer must kill in one hit. Otherwise, he wouldn't have waited so long for Jason to return to the safe house, and even ate half a bucket of ice cream before making the move.

It was also Jason's mistake. He saw Batman's mood swings so much that he didn't realize that there was a tail following him back.But Red Hood reacted very quickly, he dodged the first shot, and before he had time to grab the holster on the table, he rushed forward and lifted the opponent's arm, knocking down the weapon forcibly, and the two wrestled together.

However, the killer hired by the gang did not come alone.

Another female killer was sneaking quietly. If it wasn't for Mr. J's system bonus, she probably wouldn't have been able to see her.He shouted anxiously, but Jason couldn't free his hand. In a hurry, Mr. J rushed over aggressively with his wheelchair on his back.

Gan, take a blow from my wheelchair of justice!

After all, the wheelchair is made of metal, so it probably hurts when it hit the body. The female killer fought back, but Mr. J couldn't move his arm. Also fell from above.

The female killer drew out her gun, and saw that the tragedy of the third week was about to be staged.

Jason finally defeated the male killer, strangled the woman's neck suddenly from behind, the muzzle of the gun missed, and "bang" pierced Mr. J's lungs instead of his heart.Blood flowed on a pile of debris on the ground.

Being strangled and unable to breathe, the female killer gradually fell into a coma. After her body was paralyzed, Jason rushed over to check on the clown's condition.The clown was trying to save himself. Although this incident was quite magical, if it wasn't for rushing over in a wheelchair, these killers would not have noticed him.

"Don't talk, don't move." Jason tried to stop the bleeding. A lung injury doesn't necessarily mean death. As long as he is sent to the doctor in time, he may be saved.

"It's...it's okay." In San Zhoumu, he was still a good guy.

"Who the hell are you?" Jason stared at those eyes that didn't look like a clown, and asked the doubts that had been hidden in his mind for several days, "Why did you save me? Why did you pretend to be a clown?"

I don't want to either, it's all about the spicy chicken game and the peanut butter pot! !

"Ding, check the player to open a new instance—Jason's past. Please prepare to enter the instance, countdown, three, two, one!"

"The player enters the dungeon, the main task of the dungeon is: Arkham Knight. Tip: Please train the cute little Jason to become an Arkham Knight! It's interesting to develop games, right?"

Mr. J: ...a hammer to you!