[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

At that time, the temperature was not hot, or rather, it was cold.

The clown laughed wildly and pushed a gang leader who pissed him off the roof. The angry Batman punched the clown hard, pinching his neck and nearly strangling him to death. This is exactly what the clown wanted. I want him to relapse, I want him to kill the clown.

In the end Batman calmed down, he let go of the hand that clamped the clown's neck, and said to the clown: "You can still be saved...you are not really unpardonable."

This is not the first time that Batman has said such words to the Joker, and the effect is the same every time. These words will make the Joker quickly escape from the state of enjoyment and pleasure just now.

Because of this, Batman feels that the Joker is so alive. He is not like a machine that is emotionally invincible and flawless, but a real person who will be poked.

His powerful, precise, and mechanically rigorous logical thinking is wrapped with an inner heart that is no different from ordinary people.

The smile on the Joker's face condensed along with the sound of coughing, he drew out the knife and slashed viciously at Batman's abdomen when he couldn't dodge.

"Oh, my sweetheart, batsy—I don't know where you came from and firmly believe that Gotham's crime prince can be saved, but I can tell you clearly that there is no cure for me, and I don't want to be saved."

In the end, the clown's originally sweet tone had turned into gnashing of teeth with anger.

Batman angrily knocked his fist at the clown, his reason became dispensable under his anger, and a smile appeared on the clown's face again.

He said things to the clown that he shouldn't have said, but he did.

He once swore to himself that he would bury this secret in his heart forever. It was a secret that belonged only to him, but he failed to keep it, perhaps because it was too lonely to keep a secret by himself.

The 'secret' that led to him blurting out to the Joker.

Bruce's angry words caused the clown to maintain a perfect expression. After that, Batman silently escorted the clown to Arkham Asylum. The news of the clown's escape came the next day.

The clown escaped from prison this time without the fanfare he wanted to tell all the criminals that his King of Gotham is back.

On the contrary, the clown was very quiet, so quiet that the caretaker didn't even know when the clown escaped from prison. He only found out that the clown escaped from prison when he came to check the clown's condition every day.

The clown who left Arkham Asylum disappeared, no one could contact him, and he didn't contact anyone, the clown just disappeared out of thin air.

Now the clown is back, as deadly as ever, with fear and blood everywhere he goes.

Batman was both disturbed and relieved, and continued to move forward, while Alfred's voice came from the headset.

"Master, Joker is on the roof, he is waiting for you. This may be a conspiracy, stay vigilant, don't rush up to Joker as usual."

"You know, the clown is much scarier than he shows. He caused 0 casualties in the theater, which means that he may have a deeper conspiracy. Once." Alfred said in a steady tone.

Batman knew that Alfred was worried about himself, and he tried his best to avoid getting hurt, but since he chose this path, getting hurt was commonplace, and all he could do was try his best.

"I know." Batman said and pushed open the roof door.

The clown turned his back to him, standing directly in front of the dim yellow sun, his toes slightly lifted, his arms waving to drive his body, the wind blew his supposedly meticulous green hair and the overlong tuxedo hem, his skin and purple The contrast of the clothing is surprisingly pale.

The movement of the clown waving his arms seems to be directing a grand music performance. Directly below the clown is the chaotic Gotham. The combination of explosions, gunshots, cries, curses, and whistles forms the most chaotic and exciting scene in the history of Gotham. Out of order show.

Clowns and mayhem are a perfect match.

"Joker" Batman growled the Joker's name.

Hearing the sound, the clown stopped abruptly, twisted his ankle and turned around. His arm still maintained the previous movement, as if it was interrupted and extremely dissatisfied.

The Joker's expression was angry at first, then he looked at Batman, and finally showed a sweet smile.

Only Fast himself knew that his scrutiny was not because he hadn't seen Batman for a long time, but because he was looking at Batman squarely for the first time, looking at this DarkNight of Gotham as an opponent and an enemy.

"Long time no see, batsy~" The Joker called Batman's name in a sweet and weird tone.

"Joker, you should go back to where you should be. Two months of vacation is enough." Batman said coldly, he stared at the clown to maintain vigilance, while observing the surroundings calmly.

The clown sat down leisurely, he was sitting on the edge of the roof swinging his legs and supporting his head without any intention of fighting.

He followed Batman's words. "Where am I supposed to be? Where? Blackgate or Arkham Asylum, oh, I hope you're not talking about Arkham Asylum, they've got a new cook, and the food isn't good."

"Blackgate is alright, but their guards have no sense of humor and are cold. Makes me feel like I'm not 'home'."

The clown looks like he's thinking. "If you have to choose..." After speaking, the clown confirmed his thoughts, and he smiled brightly.

"Sure enough, I still want to stay outside."

"I'm afraid you who planned the chaos in Gotham today can only stay in the special room of Arkham Asylum." Batman announced coldly.

The clown flattened his mouth, and his expression was not at all frightened by Batman's words. "It wasn't planned on purpose, it was a whim. I'm sure I just wanted to get revenge on Falcone at first."

"But..." The clown lowered his eyes, raised the corner of his mouth in an evil way, and curled his fingers against his lower lip.Another finger pointed to the chaos downstairs.

"Isn't this helping you to distinguish potential criminals? This is their own choice. I reminded that there is an option to abstain from voting."

The clown was laughing, but his eyes were expressionless and cold. "Shouldn't you call me a 'hero'?"

"Humanity should never be your bet, you're just a selfish one." Batman.

The clown shrugged and smiled flamboyantly: "Oh, of course. Of course I am. After all, not everyone is as selfless as you, big hero Batman~ That's why I like you, dear."

"So you're not going to let you take me to Arkham Asylum, you mean selfish man." The clown reached into his tuxedo and fished. "Where did you put it..."

His movement made Batman clenched his fist subconsciously, wanting to take this opportunity to attack the Joker, but Batman could feel the Joker's eyes resting on him again.

"Oh, I found it." The Joker took out a toy-like remote control with a graffiti smiling face on it. He shook his head and raised his head. Batman's fist was already in front of him.

So fast.

Fast's pupils shrank sharply, and he turned his head to avoid the blow. The wind of the fist brushed his cheeks, causing bursts of stinging pain. He immediately turned over and jumped a few steps. Stop firmly on the fence.

Fast squatted on the fence like a cat, with two fingers of one hand pointing to the cement paste railing to wipe off some wounds, and he was holding the remote control with the other hand.

Fast seemed to be relaxed, but he spoke in a vigilant tone: "batsy~ I'm surprised and happy that you are so enthusiastic. Didn't your elementary school teacher tell you? The rules of the game can't be broken~"

"Otherwise, if you scare me." Fast said.

He opened his lips to reveal the tip of his pink tongue across his teeth to simulate a ''''boom'''', licked his canine teeth, his eyes were curved.

He threatened with a smile: "Today next year will be the death day of those guys in the theater—"

"You don't need to follow the rules." Batman said indifferently, with a bat dart in his hand.

"Glad I'm special to you."

"Speaking of which, you really want to see me, Batsy? Is it because you haven't seen me for two months? Do you really miss me? It's not like you would do it without carefully surveying the environment." Fast mouth Zhang Yihe spoke lightly.

In fact, its heart is extremely indifferent. He analyzes the current situation and predicts Batman's possible actions and reactions.

Just like the last clown, they are always good at superficial sweet words, and those sweet words are filled with sharp knives.

"There is a serial bomb hidden in the theater. After I press the switch, the bomb will start to count down. After 10 minutes, after the countdown is over, it will explode from the highest floor."

"Huh? The entire building will collapse when it reaches the fifth-to-last floor, which means that the people inside are ushering in a real Gameover." The bombs can only be stopped, and if they are dismantled wrong, they will all explode directly..."

"How? It's not bad. This is the criminal method with the highest praise I posted online." Fast said viciously.

As he said that, Fast pressed the button on the remote control, and a bat dart pierced through the gap and stabbed straight at it. The speed was very fast, and the target was Fast's hand holding the remote control. Hit with this force, I'm afraid it will pierce Fast's palm.

So Fast let go of his hand very simply, let the remote control slip from his hand, then withdrew his hand, dodged the bat dart, and let the remote control fall from the roof and disappeared in mid-air in an instant.

"Ugh—" Fast glanced downstairs. "I could have stopped the countdown by pressing it again, but now I can't. It broke and I told you not to scare me."

Fast restrained the exaggerated smile on his face, and changed to an expected, calm expression.

"Choosing time to get the Joker into Arkham Asylum and killing hundreds of people..."

"Or do you choose to defuse the bomb and let the poor clown boy get away with it for a while?"

"What about your decision?"

Fast spread out his hands, one hand was in the shadow, the other hand was in the only remaining sunset, like a scale controlling darkness and light.

Fast knows what Batman will choose. The life of ordinary people is always the number one thing in the hero's heart. This is why the hero is bound by moral concepts, which is convenient for him.

Fast stared at the huge black figure that jumped down from his side without even giving him his eyes, and his expression turned into gloating.

Take your time to find the bomb, Batman, he won't accompany you.