I haven't been a big brother for many years

The crowd erupted in an instant, and piercing screams resounded through the hall.The clown's blood splashed Ryan's face, trickled down his golden hair, stained his white waistcoat red, and the animal's soft fur became strands and stuck together.It made him look extremely embarrassed, but also tender and pitiful.

"It's really a dangerous flower, but I really like it." The clown covered his arm and licked the corner of his lips.

His intuition saved his life, otherwise, it would not be his arm but his heart that would bloom the beautiful blood: "Beautiful lady, don't play with such dangerous things."

He opened his palm and looked carefully at the gadget that was snatched by him, with such a great lethality. On the frosted silver ring, the magnificent ruby ​​exuded a soft light, and he couldn't see how dangerous it was: "A rose with thorns," sighed the Joker.

"Such a color scheme reminds me of a person who is about to die."

He raised the ring and looked at it carefully under the light, as if he mentioned it casually: "Sorry, please allow me to be rude."

His other hand no longer covered the bleeding wound, but took out a blade and pressed it against the beautiful sapphire at Ryan's Adam's apple: "This necklace really reflects your skin color. Speaking of which, your family is Isn’t there some lost brother since childhood? I have a friend.”

He opened and closed his lips and reorganized his words: "A very good friend, he looks a bit like you. If he is really your family member who was left behind, it would be great, he is a good person."

The clown wiped the lipstick on Ryan's lips with his fingers. The color of the lipstick was already very light, leaving only some corners of the lips. Most of them were licked off by Bruce, and the color of the lips now looked like rose petals.His setting powder and eye shadow glistened in the bright lights.

Ryan frowned, trying to back away uneasily.

"Oh, miss, or madam." He licked the spot where the lipstick just touched the top of his finger, and threw it back casually. The ring he was interested in just now bounced twice on the ground and disappeared. .

This time, the sharp knife touched his trembling eyelids: "We are a natural couple, he understands me."

The clown leaned close to his ear, breathing warmly on his sensitive auricle, and his voice was so gentle that water dripped out: "Once, I hated the place we occupied. Its color scheme is so ugly, You know? A pitch-black wall with no vibrant colors. But we're too poor to afford paint or even paint. So what shall we do?"

He looked at Ryan's expression, frowned and moved the knife back until it was some distance away from his eyelids.

"Sorry, baby, did I hurt you?" The clown looked at him with pity: "I really can't help it."

Ryan didn't speak, just lowered his eyes.There were obvious indentations on the eyelids by the back of the knife.The clown reached out to touch the mark, but he turned his head away.

The clown shrugged his shoulders and did not force him. Instead, he put away the knife and grabbed his neck with both hands: "Jordan is really a good companion. He let us arrest a few people. Of course, they are just ordinary passers-by. "

His smile widened: "The red is so beautiful, the whole wall has turned red..."

He kept approaching Ryan with huge malicious eyes, and sighed so lightly that only the two of them could hear: "You really look like him, Your Royal Highness. A bit too much like..." And that kind of concealment He couldn't help the smell of blood in his nose.

Ryan's pupils constricted, but for the "Her Royal Highness" in his words.

"Are you wondering about the word Your Royal Highness?" The clown seemed to know what he was thinking, gently lifted his golden curly hair, just like the interaction between lovers, he printed a light kiss on the hair: "Jordan, He..." Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted.

"Get away from her!" growled a hoarse voice, the voice low and low like an enraged beast.The clown quickly let go of his hand and fell back on the ground.

A bat dart was inserted deep behind his back, half of his wing buried in the wall.Just a little bit closer, and his head would have the same treatment.

Batman was long overdue.

He put his arms around Ryan's waist, and with the other hand he chopped down a minion wearing a clown mask trying to stop him.Pulling Ryan behind him to protect him firmly, the black cloak tightly blocked the clown from looking at Ryan with interest.

Batman looked him up and down: "Are you hurt?"

Lane shook his head.

The clown sneered: "Batman would ask such a question."

He pulled out his pistol and got up from the ground, but he didn't shoot Batman, as if he was worried about something.He laughed loudly, his smile was sweet and disgusting: "It was unexpected, you gave me a big surprise, beauty~"

He took a few steps back holding the gun, and several people wearing clown masks quickly surrounded him to cover him.

They thought Batman would come, but they didn't expect him to come so soon.While the Joker was on guard against Batman, he quickly turned around and fired several shots in the other direction.

No one thought that he would have such an action.

Batman quickly threw the clown to the ground, and several bullets fired deviated from the intended trajectory, but still opened a bloody hole in an old man's shoulder.

The crowd exploded into a pot, and the guests were completely out of order, pushing and running towards the door.Screams and curses filled the hall.

At this time, the person who shouted Dante's name and looked around against the direction of the crowd's movement was very conspicuous.

Startled, Ryan tried to run over and grab Rachel's arm.

But he obviously underestimated how much his skirt would get in the way.The too long skirt almost tripped him to the ground.

"Damnit!" He hated his decision to wear women's clothes.

Maybe women's clothing can keep him around Bruce without drawing the Joker's attention, but only if the Joker's target is Dante, and no one told the Joker to pay attention to the blonde woman in the first place.

The clown who was wrestling with Batman pulled out his blade, forcibly reversing the situation of a hand-to-hand fight.The blade passed through the gap in the armor and stabbed fiercely on the flesh.

The man in the clown mask also moves closer, trying to trap Batman.The Joker ignored Batman and looked around, as if looking for something.

The Joker turns around and suddenly sees the distinctive brunette running towards them, who, his good memory reminds him, is his original target: Harvey Dent's girlfriend Rachel.

"Dante, aha, I almost forgot about him."

Ryan tore off his skirt with all his strength, and only the part of the skirt that was too long was left covering his thighs and the skirt that dragged on the ground behind his buttocks. on the dagger.But he didn't have time to rip the back part any further, as two masked clowns with guns charged at him.

The clown grabbed Rachel's arm accurately and quickly, pulled her over, and easily suppressed her struggle, the knife lay across her fragile neck.

Rachel struggled desperately, and the sharp blade of the knife drew bloodstains on her neck: "Be gentle, sweetheart. You will hurt yourself." But his expression was that he didn't care if the blade really hurt. hurt herself.If she accidentally killed herself, the Joker would probably be happier.

Batman broke free from several clowns who were trying to subdue him, and fell over his shoulder, knocking the last one unconscious.Gritting his teeth, he yelled at the clown who was holding Rachel hostage: "Let her go."

The clown grinned and broke the glass behind him, lifted Rachel by the neck, dragged her to the French window, smacked his lips and said: "This sentence is not as full of air as the one just yelled, you should care more about the woman just now ?"

He laughed exaggeratedly: "But, as you wish, sir." The clown let go of Rachel's hand and pushed it away.

Grabbing the back of the head of the person whom he had torn off the clown's mask, he slammed it on the floor. Ryan wiped the blood on his face indiscriminately. The uneasiness in his heart continued to expand. He worriedly ran to the window where the clown was standing.

"NO!" Batman yelled anxiously.

A platinum-blond figure suddenly rushed to the window.

Just a little bit, Ryan knelt on the floor and leaned down, his fingertips could touch Rachel's hand.

Time suddenly slowed down at this moment, and Ryan could clearly see the traces drawn in the air by the falling glass shards, and the fine lines in Rachel's pupils were also clear.He knew he could catch her.

However, the broken glass under his feet and the slightly sloped high heels on his feet repel each other, as if there is no friction at all.He slammed down and grabbed Rachel's fingers, but her fingers slid down and out again.

Ryan's eyes widened, and the force behind him pulled him halfway back - Batman grabbed his shoulders with both hands and threw him back, while the Joker grabbed his skirt.

Ryan's pupils narrowed sharply, and he watched Batman jump off the building, while he sat on the floor, his white thigh was scratched by broken glass, blood seeped out from it, the scar on his leg before had turned into a faint of pink.

His platinum dress was completely useless, but it made him feel free.

The clown stood next to him fearing that the world would not be chaotic, with his hands raised like binoculars and resting on his eyes: "They are going down to die for love."

Ryan glanced at him, sat on the ground without moving or speaking.

"Don't be so sad, Your Royal Highness." The clown leaned over and smiled, "Go and ask Maroni? Maybe you will find clues to the poison gas."

While humming a little tune, he happily walked away. "See you next time, my little princess."

Ryan evoked a weak smile, and took off the contact lenses in his eyes, revealing those scarlet eyes that could bleed.He looked at the starry sky outside the window, lowered his eyes, and sighed softly: "Joanna..."

He is afraid that no one can believe it.