i spent the summer in gotham

578.

A group of demons danced wildly at the scene, and the other brother in my body was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while.

Cautiously, I explained to him, "Usually they act like normal human beings, today they're just being stimulated."

The brothers were silent for a while, and the soul asked, "So they were stimulated to show their original shape today?"

I laughed dryly, "After all, there are not many opportunities to dance on the grave, everyone is happier today."

Brother fell into suspicious silence again, and I could feel the question marks and exclamation points popping out of his head filling our shared hearts.

Brother, you have worked hard, you are so young, you are shocked.

"He—" he hesitated, "is he really dead?"

"Are you talking about Brother Haizao?" I recalled, "You can rest assured that you have seen us dancing on his grave."

When we cleaned up the small piles of seaweed brothers, we picked up a lot of hearts, liver, spleen, lungs, large intestines, small intestines and duodenum. The scene was fast forwarded to the slaughter of pigs in a pig farm.If the seaweed is not dead, then Gotham is finished, and everyone can pack up and go directly to the Resident Evil set.

After I finished speaking, the brother in the body stopped talking, and he quietly lurked again, the vigilant little beast retreated into the cave, hiding its tail.

Although he is a brother, he is a few years younger than me. I will call him "Xiaojie" and "Jason" for the time being.

Xiaojie was quiet, I stepped forward and calmly separated Dick and Jason, who were philosophizing each other, "Have you washed your hands?"

Yes, we danced in front of the seaweed grave covered in blood. If someone happened to pass by at that time, he would have fainted from the fright of the 22 ban scene.

In a way, we have surpassed the seaweed brother, which is very happy.

579.

We barely packed ourselves into a human form in the tributary of Naihe Island.Timothy swam upstream and watched us wash the blood from our hands and faces downstream.

What to do next, everyone has not yet figured it out.But no one wants to see Batman at this juncture, the chances of being beaten are too high.Our best idea is to get out of this world before he gets it, perfect.

We discussed it head to head, and finally decided to find a restaurant in the fringe city to sit down and eat something to calm our nerves.

"Why do you want to eat again?" Jason couldn't believe it. "Didn't the roast duck for supper satisfy you?"

"Isn't this an extra dick, and I'm not full?" I plausibly said, "I was frightened and needed the comfort of a Coke burger, fries and beef roll, which is very reasonable."

Dick sighed, "Maybe I'll gain ten pounds this month."

"Then when you kiss a beautiful woman on the air-conditioning stand, the air-conditioning stand will be crushed because of your excess weight." Jason said, "Remember to call me when the time comes, and I'll take a picture for you."

Tim hugged Timothy Duck, one person and one duck were speechless, "Are you going to take a duck to the fried chicken shop?"

I wondered, "He's a duck, not a chicken."

Tim slowly spit out a word, "Things hurt their kind."

It makes sense, but it's a pity that ducks don't have duck rights.

...Does this hurt its kind mean that Timothy Duck feels the same about the fried chicken at the fried chicken shop, or does it mean that you feel the same about Timothy Duck?

580.

As we make our way to the suburban fried chicken joint, our second supper tonight, the sugar daddy of this world is standing in the basement where we used to be, clenching his fists.

Of course, these are all scenes that we reasoned out later based on reality, and may be affected by our personal emotions. Generally speaking, this is true.

Who knows why Xiaojie was hidden in the basement without being found for so many days.And this time my sword bone riot, coupled with the combination of three people and one duck making a big fuss in Arkham, this big movement finally attracted Dad's attention.

Not long after we danced on the grave, he chased him to the basement.The deeper he went into the basement, the colder his heart became.

Arkham Asylum, from the imprisoned criminals to the serving prison guard doctor, they concealed a big secret from him.

This place seems to be able to overdraw a person's basic humanity, and everyone who stays here will fall into the quagmire.

He speculated about the situation at the scene. The clown imprisoned Jason and tortured him physically and mentally. He hung him here, injected hallucinogenic drugs, and wanted to burn the "J" mark on his face with a branding iron.

Jason lost the strength to resist, he was unable to struggle, endured the pain, and then broke the chains that imprisoned him... Huh?

He lifts the Joker up by the neck (does Willis have Kryptonian blood) and grinds the Joker to pieces with some sort of massive weapon.

He didn't clean up the scene (indeed there were not enough conditions), a few locks of hair and a small half of the clown's heart were still on the ground, and he was even stepped on by his accomplices and ducks (why there are ducks)...

Batman:  …

Batman: ?

The world's No. [-] detective couldn't be convinced just like this, so he picked up a few pieces of minced meat and put them in a sealed bag, ready to go back for testing.

Batman followed the trail left by Jason and his unknown accomplice to the small hill outside Arkham Asylum.

He saw a small dirt bag.A few shabby dogtails were planted on the small dirt bag covered with footprints of humans and ducks and ducks. When the wind blew, a not firmly planted dogtail trembled and fell down. The scene was extremely bleak.

There is a piece of tree bark on the small soil bag, on which are written the four characters "Tomb of Seaweed" in Chinese.

Batman: ...?

He didn't want to believe it, but analyzed with all the knowledge he possessed, yes, that's right, a group of people danced happily in front of the clown's grave for at least half an hour, which delayed their departure a lot.

Calm down, Bat, this must be the Joker's plot...

conspiracy……

conspiracy? ? ?

Clowns are really good.

581.

Dick, Jason, Tim, and Timothy ducked at the pupils of the newspaper spread out on the table, and the lettuce fell out of Dick's mouth, and he stuffed it back.

Jason looked at Tim, at Timothy Duck, and at the newspaper, "Wow," he said, and all he could say was, "Wow."

He tasted the pictures in the newspaper, and said sincerely, "So your expectations of yourself are not fantasy, brawny baby bird."

Dick hammered the table angrily, "He actually has a red Batmobile!!!"

Tim didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and even Timothy Duck Xiaodou, who was squatting on the table, was blind.

The newspaper on the table, on the left, is the Timothy of this world, a muscular man with an inch board head standing in front of the camera, showing a smile that is confident enough to be used in a toothpaste advertisement.

On the right is the Robin of this world, also Tim.Muscled Robin with his familiar shaved slabs and his red Batmobile behind him.A car, a car with four tires, not a motorcycle that everyone is using.

Tim said incoherently, "I, wait... isn't this, me???"

Dick curled up in the seat and howled, "Are I the only one who doesn't have a Batmobile? I know he doesn't love me anymore, this man who loves the new and hates the old!"

Jason sighed, "Baby birds in this world can kill two of us with one stick. Is the food that our world old man gives you so bad?"

Two of you are too exaggerated.Tim wanted to argue, but the two high-resolution pictures of the newspaper on the table undoubtedly picked him up and slapped him wildly.

Find a way to change the subject, Timothy!Otherwise, you won't even try to stand up this month, and you will be ridiculed to death by them!

Tim was anxious inside, and just as he scratched his head to figure out what to do, they heard the whispers of passers-by.

"That person has been walking around in front of the toilet door for half an hour, and he's still dressed in dirty clothes. He can't be a pervert, right?"

"Hey, it's terrible, why doesn't he leave?"

The three of them fell silent.

After a long time, Tim asked, "How long has Li been going to the bathroom?"

"... half an hour." Jason replied.

They looked at each other and looked at each other.

582.

I had a problem with the toilet door.

I am a girl and Xiaojie is a boy. We share one body, and our original body is now in a fusion state.

Q: Are Xiaojie and I male or female now?

Reject the third answer.

I stood at the intersection of the men's and women's toilets, and muttered to myself, "Now I have the Armstrong Cyclojet Acceleration Armstrong Cannon, and I have also become a wonderful member of the wonderful world, so now is it the left-handed Armstrong or... ..."

"Shut up!" Jason said, with a hint of crying in his voice, "Don't talk!"

"I'm sorry, I'm a little anxious right now, so you can just think I'm talking nonsense." My mind went blank, "Is it left or right, the men's room or the women's room, whether I'm standing or squatting..."

"Shut up!!!" If Xiaojie could control his body, he would definitely cry.

I thought it would be too challenging for me to go to the men's room for a young girl, so I tentatively took a step towards the women's room on the right.

Xiaojie: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The brain-piercing sound almost didn't send me away, I covered my soul's ears, "Why are you shouting so loudly, you are not the toilet I leaked!"

"Don't go to the toilet." Xiaojie said humbly, "Don't go, just don't go."

Brother, you can't escape like this. Can we still not go to the toilet for the rest of our lives?

"Or let's go to the private room for the handicapped." Xiaojie whimpered, "Go to the private room."

"Wouldn't that be nice?" I asked.

"Aren't we disabled now?" Xiaojie asked back.

I:……

I nodded silently, waited until the single room was vacated, and seized the time to rush in.

I've finally found peace, and outside the toilet, my brothers are betting on it.

Dick said to himself, "I bet she went to the men's room."

"Don't think everyone is as thick-skinned as you," Jason threw a handful of chips onto the plate, "I bet she went to the women's restroom."

Tim looks around and pushes the sundae cup out. "I bet she went to the handicapped room."

!!!

Both Dick and Jason had expressions of miscalculation and heartache, and Timothy ducked and quacked disdainfully.

"No, I don't believe it," Jason struggled, "Xiao Li is not that smart."

"I've got confidence in Leo," Dick said. "I'm still betting she'll go to the men's room."

The brothers made their bets and marched towards the toilet in a mighty manner.

Behind them, a man named Match Malone pushed open the door of the fast food restaurant.He saw Dick, the grown-up Jason, and a stranger and a duck hooked up to the toilet.

Batman under the alias Marlon Match: ...? ? ?