[Comprehensive] Clown training game

The Arkham Knight was a little agitated, his hands shaking when he raised his gun, he didn't know if it was excitement or what.

Batman's whole body tensed up, but he never spoke, he just stared at his child.

No matter what Jason did, it wasn't his fault, it was the Joker who controlled the other's mind, just like he controlled Deadshot and others.And the clown...he wasn't even 100% sure it was the clown.

If the other party is not, why do the words and deeds of the clown look exactly the same?If Mr. J is a clown, why are there so many inexplicable things in his eyes.

Batman pursed his lips. He had too many things to worry about—Tim who was with Poison Ivy, Catwoman whose limbs were cut off by Two-Face, Kaze, the guard who didn't know his life and death, and Ge who was lying in the hospital. Director Deng fell into a chaotic Gotham, and the blood of the clown became more and more serious.

Jason and Mr. J are just the other two people in this overlapping conspiracy that he needs to find a way to control and place.

These are his responsibilities, always have been.

Batman wasn't afraid of Arkham Knight's gun, he just turned his head to look at Mr. J, and said with no emotion, "Do you want him to do it here, or go to the fourth floor?"

Mr. J rolled his eyes, shrugged his shoulders, and said to Arkham Knight, "Jie, calm down, let's go up and talk."

The three walked up the final stairs one after the other——

Mr. J is at the head, with his hands in his trouser pockets, as relaxed and lively as if he was on a spring outing; in the middle is the silent Batman, who walks steadily, but he can see his physical condition from his slightly stiff steps; Finally there is the Arkham Knight who follows orders.

The fourth floor is still the normal layout of Arkham, except that in the spacious hall, there are two equipment like the boxing ring in the gym, which is the kind of boxing ring with guardrail ropes around and elastic under the feet. .

Whether it's a gym or an underground boxing ring, Batman is a frequent visitor.

He is familiar with the design of this kind of duel field, but two?

"The last floor, I decided to be more straightforward, anyway, you know everything." Mr. J jumped onto the dueling arena in three steps and two steps, bowing as if facing the audience.

He didn't know where to conjure up a suit, the most classic purple one. Mr. J even happily took out the small mirror, filled his blood-red lips with lipstick, and then bowed again.

"My Gotham viewers, the long-awaited show is finally here. I am your lovely host, the clown. During my absence, do you miss me?"

He put his hand to his ear, as if listening to something, then nodded with satisfaction: "Oh, I heard, dear Gotham citizens, you are really enthusiastic, don't worry, don't worry, I know what you want What are you looking at, thump thump thump~~"

The light from nowhere hit Batman's body, and the latter took a step back subconsciously, pulling his cloak and raising one hand like a real bat, covering most of his body, like a batman. An animal that cannot see light.

"At this moment of great attention, in this most dramatic place, and in the eyes of everyone's most anticipated eyes, the final of our 'Arkham Cup Duel of Life and Death Contest' is about to begin, and now we invite four contestants to appear on the stage."

Wait, where did the four come from?

Mr. J pointed to himself: "The most popular seed player among the audience, the clown."

He pointed to Batman: "The big bat player who looks very difficult to mess with is also the dark knight that everyone hates."

Another ray of light shone on the heavily armed Arkham Knight: "Super dark horse, the best rookie of the year, the young player who has made a big splash in Gotham these past few months—Arkham Knight!"

"At the end, the special guest we invited, he is from our Gotham, but later decided to go to another city to develop, but you can still often see him in the newspaper, he is also a young player, very unstoppable ah."

Halfway through Mr. J's speech, Batman's face went numb.

And when Ye Yi's figure appeared in front of him, Bruce didn't want to say anything anymore.He looked at his eldest son, and wanted to ask him, how did the Bat family get so reduced that they were all arrested?Was what he said before deaf?

Dick is supposed to escort Barbara and others to retreat, and the clown may have put a tracker on the prophet.

Who did it?Deadshot?Those monsters?Black technology that appeared inexplicably?Amanda Waller?

Ye Yi looked at Batman helplessly, and tried his best to restrain his expression. Yes, he hid all the guilt and worries deeply in his heart.The matter started a few hours ago, when Batman insisted on going to Arkham by himself, and he couldn't stop him.

No matter how much he worries about Bruce, he still has to obey Batman's orders, it's just a matter of habit.

Sometimes, Dick even wonders if he has a bit of Stockholm syndrome or something... Well, although Bruce is not a villain, he just can't beat Batman.

Tim went to help the Gotham police maintain law and order, while he escorted the last group of citizens and Barbara out of Gotham.

With such a big commotion in Gotham, how could it not alert another hero across the shore.The red cloak fell from the sky and was blown by the night wind. Superman folded his arms, his face was not very good-looking, but his attitude towards Ye Yi was still gentle and caring.

Dick had always been a Superman fan, and Superman had always liked the Bat-kid.

"Is he in any trouble? Since before, Gotham citizens have been evacuating to the metropolis. I heard that even the city government has left." Superman frowned, "This is a big deal, and the Justice League should take action of."

"You know, Batman never let the Justice League meddle in Gotham."

"Yes... The meaning of the White House is, don't worry about the situation in Gotham, wait and see, I think Amanda Waller is also involved, Batman has to be careful." The last sentence, with a strong concerns.

Superman sighed, feeling helpless that he had to accept: "I just came back from outer space, to be honest, I'm really tired. But I'm also more worried about him, tell me, Ye Yi, is he okay?"

"Even if he doesn't want the Justice League to intervene, can I help him personally?"

"...Experience tells us, it's best not to." Nightwing shook his head, Bruce never let anyone get involved in Arkham's affairs, and he didn't want Superman to get close to those lunatics.

Normal lunatics are tough enough, but don't send them a bunch of superheroes.

This has nothing to do with superpowers, but... Those lunatics have a negative influence that distorts people's hearts.

"If you need my help with anything, you know, Nightwing, I'm always here." Superman smiled wearily. The interstellar mission that lasted half a month away from the solar system made him physically and mentally exhausted. Something happened to Tan, and out of concern for Bruce, he came over to ask no matter how tired he was.

Originally, he planned to fly near the sun, but now that the situation is unclear, he might as well go back to the small broken apartment in Kent to sleep.In this way, if someone calls him, he can come directly.

After bidding farewell to Superman, Ye Yi hurried back. Although he told Superman that he didn't need help, Dick knew best in his heart that the Arkham Knight was in trouble, and he really didn't want to let Bruce go alone.

Tim had an accident at that time, and the opponent acted quickly, so he was fully prepared.

Even as smart as Tim, he only had time to send him a brief signal.By the time Ye Yi ran away with all his strength, Robin had long since disappeared, and there were signs of a fight at the scene.

He had already lost one brother, he couldn't afford to lose a second, and Bruce couldn't afford to lose another child.

Dick gritted his teeth, feeling guilt and pain burning his heart, he immediately contacted Ah Fu in the Batcave.People in the Bat family all wear trackers, which are directly implanted under the skin, and the Batcave has equipment that can monitor most streets in Gotham.

Hold on, Tim, nothing will happen...Yeyi is very upset.

After Bruce went to Arkham, there was no news. As the oldest man in the family, he should take on the responsibilities of the elder brother, guard Gotham, and take care of Alfred and the younger brother. He could never forgive himself.

The monsters in Silent Hill attacked at this time. How could such a huge triangular head be so silent? !

Leading the monster is Deadshot, who, unsurprisingly, is an Arkham Knight.

But Ye Yi would not admit defeat so easily. Even in the face of a triangle head and several leg models, the young hero would not be defeated.But the Silent Hill monster's attacks are becoming more and more precise, and there are dead shooters who are firing cold guns.

In the end, he was hit by a bullet filled with medicine.

Before he fell into a coma, he heard a little girl's voice like artificial intelligence say: "The capture was successful, the target behavior pattern has been loaded into the Alice system, do you want to proceed to the next step?"

After the memory was over, Nightwing looked at Batman in front of him with a wry smile.

Bruce seemed to be in a bad state. Even if it was two-on-two, an energetic Arkham Knight plus the Joker was much better than a battered Batman plus Nightwing.

"Hey, the whole of Gotham is waiting for us to broadcast live."

Mr. J finally jumped down from the duel arena, and then took out a few lottery slips: "The same ones are drawn as a group, who will come first?"

Neither Batman nor Nightwing moved, only Arkham Knight took one without hesitation, opened the white paper, and drew a clown smiling face on it.

For Batman, whoever gets drawn is not good news.

Whether it was Dick on the Joker, Dick on Jason, Jason on the Joker, Jason on himself, Dick on himself...it was a disaster.He could tell that the clown did it on purpose... The arena of life and death, does that mean "death is the end"?

Seeing that the two refused to move, Mr. J stuck out his tongue, took one for himself, and then threw one over.

"Don't think about doing it now. You should find out that Arkham is currently my territory. I can control everything here, and even isolate it from the whole world. Oh, magic, what a lovely thing."

"Even I have to abide by the rules of magic."

"The rules of the fourth floor are very simple. Semi-finals, finals... two-two duels, and the champion who survives in the end will be able to leave here and take the antidote for the clown's poisonous blood, oh yes, and the scarecrow's antidote medicine."

The clown unfolded the note in his hand, and there was a scribbled love heart on it.

"It seems that Jie and I are not in the same group, tsk."

Nightwing opened the note, and he got a smiling face, so, he was fighting the Arkham Knight?

So, the Joker is left with... Batman.