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The crowbar hit Jason hard on the left side of the face, causing Jason to draw a considerable distance on the ground.The effect of the medicine seems to have passed, but the pain that was originally covered up has not been fed back to the brain as expected, and the nervous system of the body may have been paralyzed.

Jason estimated how many bones were broken in his body. The strike of the nervous system made Jason only judge by other sensations. The ankle bone of his left foot should be broken, and the ribs should be broken at least 4 or 5 from the sound. Gen... Be careful to monitor the clown's behavior with his left eye, but his right eye's vision is blurred. I hope it's not a retinal detachment. Jason can't remember how many times he was hit.

"Wow, the game has just begun, so don't faint."

The clown's obnoxious voice came over, and it seemed that the biggest hobby of this lunatic at the moment was beating Jason.

"Oh, it seems very unconvinced."

The Joker crouched down and grabbed Jason's hair to lift his head off the ground.

"Hmph, what's your purpose in holding me like this? Do you want to find out Batman's identity from me?"

Jason asked back in a nonchalant manner. From the time he controlled him until now, the Joker has not done anything other than beat him. He has neither told him about Batman's secret base nor Batman's weakness. some type of.The clown's behavior is not torture at all. If you have to use an adjective, it's just that this guy simply likes to abuse.

"Well~~ It's better for children not to be too stubborn, although this beautiful green eye full of anger fascinates me, but... I don't like disobedient children"

The clown grabbed Jason's head and slammed it on the floor, lifted it up again and said:

"And I still prefer the blue eyes of the little bat, and by the way, I'm not at all interested in who he is."

Jason didn't doubt what the clown said at all. From the beginning, who Batman was was meaningless to the clown. He even heard Dick say that a reporter once almost found out Bruce's identity. The clown killed him.For the Joker, Batman is like an indispensable playmate, and anyone who gets in the way of this playmate will become the target of the Joker's attack.

"Pooh!"

Jason spat a mouthful of blood on the clown's face, successfully making the clown's face with cramped laughing muscles lose its smile.

【Hmph, it looks like he's not as crazy as the rumors say. 】

Jason tried hard to force a mocking smile from his face to face the lunatic.The clown wiped off the blood on his face, and slammed Jason's face to the ground again.

"The night is still long, kid. Really, why don't you laugh, you are a surprise I want to give the little bat..."

The clown picked up the crowbar on the ground again and slowly thought of Jason walking over...

Bruce was chasing the Harley Quinn in the suburbs of the metropolis. When he and Clark came to this suburb belonging to the Lex Group to track down the conspiracy between Freeze and Luthor, they found that the Harley Quinn was here, and she seemed to be with her. Luther stood together.

Originally planned for him to deal with Freeze, Clark's plan to deal with Luthor had to be slightly adapted. He had to catch the Harley Quinn first and make sure the Joker wasn't around here.

The clown is far more dangerous than Freeze and Luthor. If he is left alone, he will probably come out at the last moment and attack them all. For them, including Luthor and Freeze, he cannot let such a danger go. The guy is in a place he doesn't know.

"Hey, I'm here"

Just as Bruce was thinking about where it would be better to intercept Harley Quinn, Harley Quinn appeared from behind a pile of debris as if she was afraid that he would not be able to find it.

Bruce squinted his eyes and thought, Harley Quinn's behavior was undoubtedly luring him, is this a trap?But he and the clown girl have already gone around here several times, and the clown girl has no intention of running away at all. The little miscellaneous fish she brought have already been lying on the ground, and only she is still dragging him tirelessly.

Is Harley Quinn stalling for time?Is this part of Luthor's scheme?Or some other reason?Thinking of this, Bruce pressed the communicator:

"Superman"

"I'll follow Freeze and Luthor again, what's the matter?"

Superman's voice was dull, as if it came from an extremely small space.

"You are frozen"

Not an interrogative sentence but an affirmative sentence.

"Okay, what's the matter? b"

After the sound of something collapsing, Superman's voice returned to normal, and it seemed that he had come out of the frozen state.

"Harley Quinn has been stalling here"

"Are you worried that this is Luthor's trap? Well, it's really difficult. How did you get rid of Freeze?"

Freeze Man’s air conditioning is not a problem for Superman, unless it is mixed with some kryptonite powder or something like that. Clark checked with super vision. Although there is no kryptonite powder in it, there is artificial kryptonite. , apparently they come from that nasty bald head.

But imitation kryptonite is not kryptonite after all. Although it has some influence on him, it is not as deadly as kryptonite...

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Well, the impact is a bit big, although not fatal.

"Heat sight hits his helmet"

"learn"

Hanging up the call with Clark, Bruce focused his attention on the Harley Quinn who had been trying to get his attention but was trying so hard not to let him catch him.

Harley Quinn no doubt has other reasons.The clown didn't know what he was thinking.

After observing for a while, Bruce was sure that the clown was not around here, and the clown seemed to have almost exhausted her energy. There was also news from Superman that Freeze had been caught and was about to go to Luthor to settle the score. , Bruce decided to end this pointless game of cat and mouse.

"Huh? What about people?"

Harley Quinn poked her head out from her hiding place, but she couldn't see the figure she should have seen, which made her a little flustered. That was the job Little Pudding entrusted to her.

"Are you looking for me?"

The sudden voice from behind scared the Harley Quinn out of the hiding place. After seeing the familiar face clearly, she unceremoniously smashed the hammer at Batman's head. Batman only slightly After shaking for a while, he easily dodged Harley Quinn's hammer, and then a lasso was thrown over, and Harley Quinn was tied tightly and fell to the ground.

"Where's the clown?"

Harley Quinn will not act alone, either with Poison Ivy or with the Joker, especially now that she is bringing members of the Clown Gang, so it must be the Joker's instruction.What the hell is that madman trying to do.

"Oh? I don't know either"

Harley Quinn showed ignorance, her performance was too exaggerated and completely incompatible with her title of doctorate in psychology, such an obvious deliberate lie made Bruce's eyebrows under the mask tightly wrinkled.

"...It's okay, it's the same if you go back to Arkham first."

Not interested in continuing to play with Harley Quinn, Bruce stood up and sent a message to Gordon, intending to meet Clark.

After Freeze and Harley Quinn were taken back, only Mudface and the Clown remained.

Harley Quinn looked anxiously at the back of Batman who was about to leave, and suddenly a familiar notification sound came from her cell phone hidden in her clothes.

"Aha! Little Pudding asked me to bring you a letter"

Bruce stopped walking when he heard Harley Quinn's words, and turned to look at her.

"...It's the news about your red robin."

Seeing that Batman remained motionless, Harley Quinn had no choice but to release some news. This time Batman finally moved and walked towards Harley Quinn.

"What a ruthless man"

Looking at Batman who had no vision at all, he complained in a low voice.She wanted to see Batman flustered.

"What letter?"

Batman walked up to Harley Quinn and asked in a low voice.

"See for yourself here"

The Harley Quinn tried her best to straighten her chest, and the tights perfectly showed her plump peaks, as well as the little bulging marks in the twin peaks.

Bruce pulled out a batarang, the sharp dart blade easily scratched Harley Quinn's tights, completely deaf to Harley Quinn's yelling "Hooligans! Shameless! Pervert!" He picked up a mobile phone that was sandwiched between the two peaks, and when he saw the image on the mobile phone screen clearly, his steel-blue pupils shrank violently:

"Where is he?"

"Huh? My hand hurts from being strangled."

Harley Quinn didn't recognize the danger conveyed by Batman's voice at the moment, she still spoke self-willedly and asked, and planned to use what Batman wanted to know in exchange for her own freedom.

"Where is he?!"

This time, the palm that had grabbed Harley Quinn's wrist countless times grabbed Harley Quinn's neck and lifted her up with one hand.

Although everyone says that Batman has the ultimate physical fitness of humans, this is the first time Harley Quinn has felt it personally.

The palm that grabbed her was so strong that she had the illusion that her neck was being clamped by iron tongs, and she had no doubt that her cervical spine would be turned into powder under this high pressure in the next second.

"Ask again, where is he?!"

This time Harley finally heard the killing intent in Batman's voice, and the hand pinching her neck made her feel less and less oxygen.

After finally squeezing out the address from her throat that hadn't been fully sealed, the next second she was slammed into the pile of groceries next to her. The huge impact made Harley Quinn lose consciousness.

Bruce hurriedly called the Batplane, flew to the location given by Harry at high speed and contacted Alfred at the same time.

After getting the result from Alfred that Jason's cell phone has been unable to get through, Bruce wanted to beat himself up for his stupid mistake for the first time.

"Oh, it seems that the hero has received the message, so good night, little robin"

The clown stood up from the sofa where he was sitting, glanced at the boy who was lying on the ground and didn't know if he was still alive, put on his coat, and prepared to leave here.

"Say hello to the hero for me, please be a good boy"

As soon as the clown's voice fell, there was a knock on the iron door, which showed that the people here had left.

After waiting for a while, Jason, who was lying on the ground, let out a muffled cough, slowly raised his head to make sure that the clown had left, then turned over hard, relying on his usually well-trained physical fitness, he tied his back He put his hand in front of him, but this action had exhausted his remaining physical strength.

Glancing at the lifeless female body aside, Jason crawled towards the door with all his might.

"Oh, I almost forgot, surprise!"

The clown, who had already left a certain distance, suddenly remembered something, took out a button from his pocket, pressed it, and left the highland with a big laugh.

Jason finally climbed to the door and tried to pull the rusty handrail on the door, but found that the handrail was useless at all, and the door was locked from the outside.

Turned over and sat on the ground, there were bursts of dull pain in the chest, and the nervous system in the body seemed to have begun to recover.

【Hmph, I don’t know if Bruce found me first or I died here first】

Jason laughed at himself and said that the human sense of hearing can always be amplified in an empty and dark environment, and a tiny electronic sound interrupted Jason's self-mockery.Looking along the sound, I saw a familiar red in the darkness, it was the bell of death...

Bruce drove the speed of the Bat fighter to the maximum, and it didn't take long to appear at the location given by the Harley Quinn. When he saw the old warehouse in the Harley Quinn's mouth and was about to land, a touch of red shot into the sky. In front of him turned into a sea of ​​flames.

"Jason!"

Bruce jumped out of the plane in a hurry, relying on the fire function of the cloak to search for the familiar figure in the fire.

A hand appeared under a few pieces of wood on the ground. Bruce hurriedly lifted the cover covering it. It wasn't Jason, it was a blond female corpse, whose face was beyond recognition, and it was impossible to tell what she looked like. Bruce finally knew who she was. Why did Jason come to this kind of place.

He continued to search for the figure from the sea of ​​flames, and finally found the person he was looking for underneath after lifting off an object that might be made of a sofa.

He picked up the boy carefully, his swollen face and twisted ankles explained what happened to him during his lifetime, and those green eyes were still staring straight ahead.

"...Jason..."