[Comprehensive Yingmei] Push the boss to do things

Gotham City, by the river near the chemical plant.

Accompanied by lightning and beeps, Ba Dao landed in the rain that did not know when it started, stepped on the wet grass on the ground to buffer a few steps, and then stood still.The flickering lightning disappeared after he landed, and the only source of light here was the dim light of a chemical factory in the distance.

Leo's black hair was wet, sticking to his face under the fast flight and the rain, and the fur collar drooped listlessly on his shoulders.

He landed because of a voice, a series of twisted and crazy laughter, as if the San value had fallen to zero and fell into a madman.It reminded him of a clown, and it was rare for him not to be busy arranging his hair as soon as he landed.

No one knows the original origin of the Joker.In Gotham at the beginning of the last century, people with green hair, white face and red lips, acting insane, and pretending to be clowns to commit crimes appeared intermittently. Their identities are no longer testable.The first clown whose identity was disclosed appeared more than 20 years ago, or he was someone other than the clown, in short, his name was Jerome.After Jerome's death, his elder brother Jerome became a clown, but he played himself to death within a few years.Just as the crowd breathed a sigh of relief, a new crazier, more troublesome, completely unidentified clown appeared in the troubled Gotham. A living coincidence.Luckily that clown also died a year ago.

It's a chilling fact that the Joker is unkillable, he's a will that can always be resurrected in someone else.Another speculation that makes Ba Dao not sure, he can guess that a new clown has appeared, and he can also guess his identity.Although the basis of laughter alone makes these guesses less reliable than the other.And this guess made his liver tremble.

Ba Dao holds a small knife in front of his body with his left hand back, and a large knife in his right hand, with the tip of the knife hanging down behind his back, slowly moving forward in the rainy night.The hem of his windbreaker swayed from side to side with his footsteps, and the strings of raindrops thrown down reflected a little shimmer under the dim light source of the chemical plant in the distance. In the unhurried catwalk.

The crazy laughter was getting closer, and Ba Dao clenched his weapon tightly.Finally, the thin figure of the other party came into his eyes.

Messy green hair, okay, it's ugly.A face that has been etched into an abnormally white face by chemicals, well, it's also ugly.The bright red lips were drawn into a crazy arc, which was particularly obvious on the pale face, and a series of horrifying laughter overflowed from it, no, this is too clown, and what kind of chemical agent can just erode a person like this, hey!

Go into a pool and roll around, and you will automatically have a thick foundation and lipstick?This is the treatment only in comics!

It was the new Joker in a suit, with Jack Napier's face on it.

Ba Dao's face was blank, and his heart was half cold.The new clown saw him and laughed even louder.

Ba Dao: "..."

Ba Dao: "...Jack, do you need throat lozenges?"

The clown's crazily laughing went down, he hooked the corners of his lips and used his eyes to unscrupulously outline Ba Dao's heart and neck and other vital points with interest, then suddenly bowed a few steps forward, his pale face suddenly approached, frightened Ba Dao almost swung his sword.

He didn't swing the knife, or even make any movements.Ba Dao, who was full of inner drama, just watched this lunatic quietly, not reacting to his chaotic actions.

The clown's face was so close to Ba Dao's that Ba Dao could clearly see the pores on the newly baked lunatic's face and the texture of the big red lips.The clown stared at Ba Dao's blue eyes with his vicious green eyes in silence for a full 5 minutes.Then the lunatic seemed to be finally satisfied. He moved a little further away, stretched out his right index finger and shook it nervously in front of his chest.

"It's not Jack, it's the clown." He said this sentence very dramatically, low and slow, and then his voice suddenly became high and fast, "It's the clown! The clown hahahahahahahaha!"

The clown just laughed to entertain himself. After laughing for a while, maybe he was choking on his own saliva, maybe his throat couldn't bear it. He coughed a few times, and the laughter became hoarse but didn't stop.

Ba Dao: Damn mentally retarded.

"Okay, Jack." He said habitually, his face as if nothing had happened, and he tried to relax, "You seem to have a talent for comedy now."

However, he underestimated the clown, and didn't take much precautions at all under the habitual thinking of acquaintances.The clown seized the sharp blade of the big knife and snatched it from him.Ba Dao didn't react until the big knife was placed across its owner's neck.

Caught off guard suddenly gg.

"What is it? Huh?" The clown threatened with a smile.He was still holding the blade, and the palm was cut, and the bright red blood flowed down the blade and mixed with the rainwater and flowed down the knife, but the clown himself didn't care.

"I was wrong, boss." He remained calm on the face of Ba Dao who was threatened with his life in an instant, and decisively admitted defeat, "Joker, you are a clown."

Second cowardly.

Ba Dao swears that the clown will only succeed in this once.snort!

Everything happened too fast just now, if Ba Dao tried to regain the weapon, the clown could cut his arteries before that.He had to be cowardly, in order to survive, in order to continue playing in this initial copy.Fortunately, the clown didn't really want his life. After hearing the response, he removed the knife in satisfaction, and patted his head with the hand still holding the blade.

"That's cute." The clown said with a smile.

Ba Dao fell silent, and began to think about how to kill the clown without a trace.He knew that the other party used this action to smear the sticky blood on his head, and he didn't know if there was any strange virus.

My little friend secretly perverted behind my back, what should I do!Can I hit him!

The Joker threw the weapon back at him, then held out his hand, palm up.

"...What are you doing?" Ba Dao narrowed his eyes in disgust, not wanting to touch him.

"Didn't you just say that, cute little Leo?" The weird tone mixed with trills made this rainy night even more gloomy.

Ba Dao thought for a while before remembering that he seemed to be jokingly mentioning lozenges just now.

Even if he is perverted, he still has a sore throat, no wonder he doesn't laugh so loudly anymore.Ba Dao thought.

Ba Dao didn't have a back rest, so he grabbed two weapons and pulled the wet hair drooping in front of his eyes so that the rain could wash away the sticky blood. Then he spread his claws to both sides, and the two knives followed his movements like a Opening its teeth like a praying mantis, "I mean I treat you to eat—we have to buy it now."

By the way, find a place to rest, Ba Dao doesn't want to make himself sick just after entering the copy of Gotham.

He felt so unlucky.When he left five years ago, he didn't love the Scarecrow, nor was he afraid of bosses like the Riddler—although he didn't dare to challenge them.But as soon as he came back, he saw the two big bosses of Gotham City, the bat and the clown, one of whom was once his friend.This is really bad luck.

But on the other hand, he can team up with the clown.We all know that the clown is a powerful enemy of Batman. Although I don't know how the clown is doing this year, if the MT of the clown attracts firepower, Ba Dao is unlikely to be targeted by Batman.And Batman doesn't seem to kill, which also prevents Jack from killing himself.

And you can watch Batman up close!

The thing he regretted most when he left five years ago was not being able to watch bats angry at clowns up close. The broadcasts on TV were always less thrilling than the actual situation.

It's a good plan for someone to attract firepower and watch the show.Ba Dao said that he accepts the new clown well.

It's just a pity that this clown is one of his own, no matter how frantic Ba Dao is, he can't push him back first.

Two drowned chickens without umbrellas braved the rushing rain, and it took half an hour to walk back to downtown Gotham amidst the clown's non-stop laughter, scaring away the clerks of the convenience store at night and the front desk of the hotel. Let Ba Dao enjoy the wonderful feeling of being aboveboard and not paying his bills.

Then Ba Dao, who was feeling uncomfortable because of escaping orders, randomly counted a few pieces of money and threw them on the counter.

Ba Dao curiously followed behind the clown, watching him carry a box of throat lozenges and use some simple materials to make a few bombs and place them in several corners of the hotel.

Appeared, the clown's bomb-making skills in seconds!

Ba Dao was bored and leaned against the wall of the hotel lobby to watch. He just pried open the door and went to the clothing store to change into a set of clean and light-colored clothes. The maintenance fee, reluctantly threw away the fur collar windbreaker that had been prepared for a long time.

He brushed his half-dried hair to see the clown busy around with a small fruit knife in his hand, and the hotel staff he met halfway were screaming. After being scratched twice by him on the face, others dared not make a sound, awake He scrambled and ran out of the hotel.Those who fell asleep continued to sleep in the room, leaving their fate to God.

The rain outside gradually stopped.

Ba Dao didn't expect the clown to be so eager to make trouble when he was "born". Now Jack is crazy, and his lack of experience is appropriate. Standing up rashly is like waiting to be hammered.

But this is illogical, which is the way the clown behaves.Ba Dao has no intention of tracking down what he went through to become like this, nothing more than a "bad day" or something.

Moreover, what if the "clownization" brought some unknown buff bonus to Jack.

For example, 100% of the determined troubles attract bats.

In the dark night, with the sound of sirens outside the hotel and the red and blue police lights approaching from far to near, Ba Dao glanced at the smiling clown sitting at the front desk of the hotel.The other party waved at him to signal Ba Dao to deal with the police.

Ba Dao: "..."

I want to get rid of you before I get rid of the mobs you've attracted.

Thinking that the clown will make trouble and Batman will definitely appear, Ba Dao decided not to have the same knowledge as the clown who is about to experience the beatings of the society. In order to watch the show happily later, he walked to the hotel gate with the knife to act as a thug, or a coolie .

Speaking of which, Gotham people really reacted to the clown. Even if he disappeared for a year, ordinary citizens who could bring him down would not dare to resist out of fear.You must know that he only has a suit, a box of throat lozenges, a few bombs, and a fruit knife all over his body. Ba Dao can knock him down with one hand.

To sum up, the clown really has a lot of face, and the Ba Dao acting as a thug is the cannon fodder used to set off the clown's awesomeness.

The people outside ran away in disorder, leaving only a few puddles of water on the ground after the rain stopped.Unaffected by the dazzling police lights outside, Ba Dao walked out step by step, stood in front of several police cars with two swords in hand, and stood at the entrance of the hotel.

He counted a total of six police cars, two of which were still approaching in the distance.

Ba Dao frowned.This is a bit unexpected, they can gather so quickly in the early hours of the morning, the Gotham police have two brushes.

Ba Dao himself has two... two knives.

He can handle the current number of people, but no matter how many people there are, he will consider running away.

Alternating lights turned the face of the young man who came out of the hotel blue for a while and red for a while. He stood quietly on the spot, his face so peaceful that he didn't look like a criminal.

Too bad he had a knife in his hand.

A loudspeaker-enhanced voice came from between the dazzling police lights, "Sir, please get out of the way and cooperate with the police in arresting the clown. If you resist, you will be regarded as an accomplice."

Ba Dao shrugged, just to be on the safe side, he looked up to see if there was anything strange on the outer wall of the hotel, to prevent himself from being suddenly crushed by bats.

He only saw the signboard of the hotel, the five letters Wayne.

Ba Dao: "..."

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was friendlier to look up to see a bat or look up to see the signboard of his own property.He'd probably rather see Batman and scramble to deal with the batman than his father's estate tangoing back and forth on the brink of being blown up again.

Ba Dao paused, then turned back to face the police not far away as if nothing had happened.The double knives twirled in his hands, and the tip of the small knife faced the opposite.He smiled defiantly.

The opposite side loaded the gun nervously.Ba Dao slowly walked forward a few steps with his steady and powerful pace, which was very similar to a catwalk, and suddenly bent slightly to speed up and ran, before everyone reacted and pulled the trigger, he rushed to a young police officer in front, The big knife in his right hand was swung from bottom to top, and the barrel of the opponent's pistol was cut off obliquely, and it fell to the ground with a clicking sound.The corners of the newly changed white clothes with trademarks flew up and down with the movement of Ba Dao.

The young police officer took a step back dumbfounded, and the remaining half of the pistol slipped from his hand.There was a moment of silence.

The movement on the opposite side just gave way to Ba Dao's figure, and he estimated that he would be set on fire soon.

In the next second, everyone's bullets poured out at him.Ba Dao propped up the hood of the police car on the side, flipped over to the opposite side of the car, kicked the police officer behind the car, and then shrank behind the car to avoid a wave of intensive attacks.The young man retreated to the rear under the reminder of several old birds.

Ba Dao squatted next to the poor police officer who was kicked down, while making up a hand knife to knock the man unconscious to prevent the other party from suddenly doing bad things, while confirming the number of enemies through the sound of gunfire.

His definition of killing an enemy is to make it incapable of fighting. The former game character doesn't care whether he kills the enemy. Anyway, if the enemy lies on the ground, he wins.

But if he was facing someone from the police, he might think about it a little bit for the sake of his future life.

There are nearly [-] enemies, and they are still increasing.Ba Dao decided to solve the problems in front of him before there were too many enemies.

Or be smart and run now.

But after all, he happened to team up with the clown, and Batman, who would definitely appear before the onlookers, was a little sorry for himself.

Going against the cops won't do him any good, attacking or even killing a cop will get the GCPD's attention, making this quest a lot harder.

Ba Dao picked up the gun of the unconscious policeman, quietly threw the knife out from the bottom of the car, and pierced the fuel tank of the police car where the police were densely populated, and the gasoline trickled out.

In the brief silence after the wave of attacks, the sound of the water was particularly noticeable. A policeman froze for a moment and shouted, "Get back!"

When they took a few steps back, there was a sudden gunshot, the gasoline on the ground was ignited by the bullet with sparks, and the flames quickly rushed towards the police car.The car exploded with a bang.

Ba Dao marveled at the physics engine of this world more than once. As long as the angle and force are correct, it is really simple to create an explosion.You must know that the game he was in in his previous life did not explode at all.

Several police officers who were unable to retreat in time were knocked down by the shock wave of the explosion, and other police officers in the distance were startled and temporarily forgot about the attack.

Ba Dao dropped the gun, got up from the back of the car and lifted the big knife, the knife flew over by the explosion and hit the tip of the big knife with hot white smoke, and under the skillful swing of Ba Dao, the red knife circled around the big knife The tip turned a few times, and landed firmly at his feet with a ding.

Ba Dao is a pity that the small knife that has experienced high temperature cannot be used again in a short time.He grabbed the big knife and jumped onto the roof of the car, made a hard footprint on it and continued to jump forward, leaping over the burning police car and falling in front of the remaining police officers.He felt that he must be very handsome at this moment. Leaping to explode and then preparing to open Wushuang with the explosion as the background was the favorite of his players back then.

He estimated the number of enemies, and it was difficult to kill without hurting people without running away.

Then just fight normally, it's nothing to be wanted.

Before the police could react and retreated, Ba Dao straightened up and swung the knife with one hand, preparing to take away the first kill tonight.

A small thing flew out from nowhere and hit his knife. The huge impact force made Ba knife's wrist numb, the weapon almost fell out of his hand, the attack deviated, and the person failed to cut.

Tyrant Knife: WTF

What causes deviation is not a good thing!

He looked at something that fell to the ground not far away after hitting his knife, a metal dart in the shape of a bat.

He first lamented how cool this look is.

Then Ba Dao's heart skipped a beat.

He looked at the hotel again, and the clown with a bruised nose and a swollen face that was tied up into a rice dumpling gave him a big smile.

Ba Dao: "..."

Appeared, seconds Daoguai!

As for the promised boss, wasn't he very popular before!If you don't ask you to kill the bat, you must at least hold the hatred, or call me when the bat first appears so that I can watch you being beaten!Why did it just fall down?Where is your dignity as an MT!

And Ba Dao couldn't even see the wonderful scene of the bat killing the clown!again!

The police officers around showed a strong psychological quality, relieved and quickly surrounded him with guns.

Ba Dao originally thought that the clown would hold the boss, and after he finished dealing with the miscellaneous fish, he could watch the clown push the bat and see the heroic appearance of the dark knight up close.This idea is very beautiful.

"Your boss has been captured, surrender!" A policeman said, pulling Ba Dao back from his dream to reality.

"...Who the hell is my boss!" Ba Dao gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

Although he did call the boss when he verbally confessed in the chemical plant.

Keep the clown in a notebook!

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Ba Dao: The clown is a dish!