[Comprehensive] Clown training game

It hasn't been a day or two since the Joker got sick, but this is the first time he expressed such a nasty sentence to Batman.

Besides, when most of the Arkham lunatics are happily running out, the clown actually stays in his prison as a mountain, allowing Harley Quinn to jump around and kill people, which is itself a problem.

Batman just changed his mind and realized that the Joker must have a bigger conspiracy.It's likely that Dirty Bomb has moved away from Harley Quinn, and it's useless for him to question Harley again.

Throwing the tied Harley to the Gotham police, and gradually controlling the situation in Arkham, Batman reached the third floor as quickly as possible.The writing on the window has dissipated with the mist, but the clown is still leaning against the window, watching the police handcuff the lunatics one by one.

His body posture is so relaxed that he doesn't turn his head even when Batman is standing in front of him.

"Where's the dirty bomb?" Batman pressed again.

"It's hidden." Mr. J shrugged. After taking the thing out of Harry's hammer just now, he threw it into his portable space.Even if Batman grows three more heads, he can't find anything.

Batman narrowed his eyes angrily, he could question anyone, and even use instruments to judge whether the other party was lying.But this trick is not good for clowns. Any lie detector will become an expensive and useless toy in front of clowns.

"Relax, Bat, I can't get out anyway, so I might blow it up in Arkham."

Mr. J licked his lips, shrugged helplessly and said, "When I go out, you will naturally catch my tail."

"Besides, I think you'd be more interested in Suicide Squad than wasting time with me right now. Oh, my poor Harley, Amanda Waller is a bitch, isn't she? But think again, What kind of person collects a group of supervillains, and what is she trying to do with them?"

Telling the truth, sowing discord, clowns are good at it.

Fabricating lies to slander others is the lowest form of tricks.Like a clown, every word he speaks makes sense, but it can pry people's hearts even more.Amanda Waller convenes the Suicide Squad with the idea of ​​taking on superheroes, too.

Batman and the Joker both know it well.

"It has nothing to do with you." Batman said coldly.

He couldn't find the whereabouts of the dirty bullet, and no matter what the clown's idea was, at least he didn't escape from prison at this time, and he didn't participate in the suicide squad.Compared with the noisy Arkham lunatics outside, the clown can be regarded as a model prisoner.

Batman couldn't find a reason to torture the Joker again, but his vigilance had been raised to the maximum.

"Don't let me catch you." The dark knight could only threaten in this way, but he knew that such words were not painful to the clown.

The farce of the Suicide Squad came to an end, and several members of the Suicide Squad managed to escape, including Deadshot Lawton.The lunatics in Arkham were imprisoned again, and the clown didn't say anything, even before everything calmed down, he obediently squatted back to the cell.

It's late at night in Gotham, and Batman, who has finished his night watch, returns to his nest to rest.

The farce of the past few days has consumed most of his energy, and he still needs to deal with Waller tomorrow.

Deadshot quietly prepares to leave the city, he is going to settle accounts with Waller, the woman must die.He waited at the agreed place, waiting for the reserved private car to pick him up.

The street lights behind him flickered on and off, and there was no one on the desolate street.Lawton didn't hear the footsteps, but keenly caught the strange shape in the wind. He took a step back suddenly, loaded, aimed, and shot, all in less than two seconds at one go.

The bullet pierced through the monster's body, and the sticky human figure (if it is really a human) wailed, with deep black blood spilling from the wound, but continued to walk over unhurriedly.

Deadshot took a deep breath, and fired all the ammunition in the box without hesitation.

The monster finally stopped moving, trembled twice, and then fell to the ground without moving, with oil-like stench and sticky blood flowing under its body.Lawton relaxed his body, Gotham is such a hellish place, he didn't think he needed to be surprised by anything he saw.

The sound of Ling Lie piercing the air came almost instantly, and Lao Dun barely avoided it, and the body of the gun in his hand was cut in half.But a broken gun is better than being cut in half.He looked at the twisted monster with four legs in front of him, and retracted what he just said——

Gotham's cliffs are poisonous!

The sound of rustling sounded from all around, and gradually surrounded the dead shooter. He saw more than a dozen people in the trap, and five or six monsters with legs, and couldn't help but gasped. .

The defense value of the man in the suit is extremely high, and it takes a full magazine to kill one, and the speed of the leg monster is extremely fast, which is close to the limit of human beings.It is true that he is a world-class gun master, but he is not a superhuman after all.

Soon, Lawton was in trouble, until a huge body appeared, his head was covered in a metal triangle, covered in blood, but Lawton believed that it was not the blood of monsters, the rusty big knife in his hand It's frightening.

Then, he saw the familiar figure and hair color behind the triangle head.

Smiling clown.

The Silent Hill monster presents a pattern of stars and moons, which not only surrounds the dead shooter, but also shelters Mr. J.It's not in vain for him to come here, do daily tasks conscientiously, and even in the plot of the raid on Arkham, he made a few branch lines and got a lot of gold coins.

Probably because he became a clown again and let the system get what he wanted. This week, the system rewarded him without mercy.It seems to be happy with Mr. J's crazy calculation of Batman, and it provides various assistance and help.

"Hush." ​​Seeing that Lawton was about to speak, Mr. J lightly pressed his index finger on his lips, and activated the [Silence] skill.

Deadshot was shocked by this supernatural power and scene, when did the clown master the magic?When did such an army of demonic monsters be summoned?

He still has a killing blow in his hand, just to wait for the black hand behind the scenes to appear——

The bullet that must kill hits the brow of the clown with a tricky posture.But that lunatic just laughed, and at the moment he was about to be killed, he summoned a man in front of him and took the shot.

The bullet with the magic burst effect tore the monster into pieces, and Mr. J threw the dead man in the suit aside and ignored it.There are so many Silent Hill monsters in his hands, and he no longer feels distressed if one or two die.

Except for him himself to deal with Deathshooter, the rest of the monsters went off to hunt the escaped Suicide Squad members.

Deadshot doesn't have to die, he promised his teammates.After so many reincarnations, only Harley was always by his side and never betrayed him.Whether it was out of love or fear, Halle gave her 100% loyalty.

Therefore, Mr. J will not hurt her, and will take into account her mood, such as saving Laoton's life or something.

"During the last mission, I got some good things. You know, the limited-time offer of the mage mall is really a bargain." Mr. J smiled and watched the dead shooter being overwhelmed by the monsters in Silent Hill, and the triangle head lifted him up. got up and opened his mouth.

Mr. J took out a seed-shaped thing, threw it to a monster, and fed it directly into Lawton's mouth.

The dead shooter no longer struggled, and the Silent Hill monster retreated like a tide, and was taken back by Mr. J into the pet space bag.There was a strange green light in Lawton's eyes, as if he was under control, he stood beside him in an orderly manner.

Mr. J touched his chin, looked at Laughton, and said, "You have a lot of things to do next."

After all, he can't leave Arkham for too long, it will arouse Batman's vigilance, and he needs someone to do things outside.Attract Bruce's attention, connect with Waller's people, and... Arrange the plan afterward.

The days that followed were peaceful.

The bodies of the Suicide Squad were eaten by the Silent Hill monsters, so most people just thought they were missing.Batman also went to the White House to warn Amanda Waller, who responded blankly, and then turned around and reached a py deal with the Joker.

Of course Waller doesn't believe in lunatics like the Joker, but she is willing to use all available resources to control Batman.So what if it fails, can the clown really chase him to the White House?

As for the clown?The clown has returned to his previous quiet and obedient behavior, and he still walks with cats and dogs every day without any changes.

Batman can't watch Arkham 24 hours a day, every day, can he?What's more, the number of players in Gotham has gradually increased, not only has there been a red hood, but the dead shooter has not left, and has been involved in gangsters.

Just talking about yesterday, the Red Hood had a great conflict with Deadshot, and there were more than a dozen gangsters who were implicated and died on the pier.Batman was so angry that even Dick came to help after hearing the news.

Of course, Batman, who was upset, beat his eldest son as usual.

And Mr. J, who had been waiting for a long time in Arkham, finally waited for that person—Red Hood, Jason Todd who was resurrected from the dead, and the child Mr. J once cared for and loved.

"Joker." With a cold voice, the -250 favorability indicated on the system.

Everywhere proved that the Jason in front of him had long forgotten who he was.

When the second week was reset to zero, all memories were wiped out. This Jason only knew that the clown killed him, but he didn't know that Mr. J once held him in his palm like the treasure of the whole world.

When Jason viciously strangled the clown's neck, Mr. J just looked at him stupidly.

The rebellious and youthful youth faded away, and Jason, who has grown into half a young man, is tall and strong, with violent and gloomy brows and eyes, slowly hatred and disgust in his eyes, he looks at the clown in front of him, as if looking at A bug.

"Look at you, you've grown so big." Mr. J smiled softly, as if he wanted to reach out to touch Jason's cheek, but the red hood pinched his wrist the next moment.

Hahahaha, Mr. J laughed in a low voice, trembling from laughing.

"When you beat me to death, you should have expected today, clown, are you afraid now? No, you are a lunatic, what are you afraid of?" Jason mocked condescendingly, trampling Mr. J under his feet .

Of course I will be afraid, Jason, I am afraid that no one will remember me anymore, I am afraid that you will look at me with such eyes.

"Hahahaha." The clown, who fell to the ground in embarrassment, was still laughing. His eyes were so gentle that he looked at Jason almost pamperingly. The latter felt cold all over, thinking that the clown's brain must be broken.

"Do you want to kill me, child, come on, do it, what are you waiting for?"

There was tyrannical emotion in Jason's eyes, and the resurrection pool water had such an influence on him that when the clown provoked him face to face, he really had the urge to cut the opponent's throat with a sharp knife.No, the Joker can't be killed, at least not yet.

The Joker is the tool he uses against Batman.

He knocked the clown unconscious, intending to take him away and hide him before sending a notice to Batman.But what he didn't expect was that the clown didn't really faint, and even when he tried to open the door and go out, he stuffed a cold bean-like thing into his ear from behind.

Jason roared and threw the clown against the wall, trying to dig the thing out.

However, the beans stuffed by the clown seemed to be alive, and they went in with a "whoosh" along the ear canal.He felt dizzy in his brain, something took root in his brain, and he tried to control his mind.

Jason tried all his willpower to resist that kind of control. He heard the clown's hoarse laughter. The pale-faced lunatic wiped the glaring blood from the corner of his mouth, and still looked at him with those extremely gentle eyes .

"Jason, my child." The tall and thin figure gently hugged him into his arms, patted his back, and comforted him: "Shh, shhh, don't be afraid, Jason, how could I hurt you? "

"However, you don't remember me, it really breaks Dad's heart."

"But it doesn't matter, you'll still be here with Dad, right? You're not the Red Hood, you're my Arkham Knight, always have been, stay with me, my boy."

The moment Jason's mind was completely controlled, he heard the clown whispering in his ear with a sick smile——

"After all, we still have a big show to show Bruce."

The author has something to say: *It won’t hurt Jason Zaizai, Mr. J is reluctant, but Zaizai has always treated himself with this kind of hatred. On the one hand, he feels uncomfortable, and on the other hand, it is not conducive to future plans, so he uses magic After the seeds are controlled, Jason will stay by his side to help him as obediently as before.

*Mr. J hasn’t even started to do anything yet, boy, the ultimate move is behind, this is just preparations