The feasibility of working the night shift in Gotham

It can be said that this is a grand banquet prepared to deal with the clown, and everyone is waiting for his arrival.

"Bruce Wayne has promised to help us." Batman said, ignoring the helpless look in Superman's eyes. "He's going to have the entire Reign Theater for us to use."

"What if the clown doesn't come?" asked Dr. Reed, the matter of which was of the utmost importance to him.

"According to the character of the clown, he must have been paying attention to this incident from the very beginning. He will never let go of the banquet that can make him stand out. The halftime of the banquet will be his home field." Batman said firmly.

"Nina Eisenhart's speech is the beginning of the banquet, Robin will secretly protect her safety. If Nina Eisenhart does not come, the speaker will be replaced by Bruce Wayne. There is no difference between the two. "Batman turned towards Doctor Reed, "I will let Wayne remind you when he speaks to the reporter. If what the Joker said to Harley is correct, and the Joker imprisoned your wife in his base, then Your wife will get the message too."

"As for you, Dr. Reed, since the clown already knows your identity according to what you said, you don't need to be present all the time on the day of the dinner, you just need to let people remember that you are there. You can focus on your wife for the rest of the time."

Dorothy on the side said, she crossed her arms and said, "According to Harry's memory, the clown is still cultivating blood gorefiends, and he will definitely bring goregores with him at that time. If that's the case, what will the rest of the crowd do now?" ?”

"And." She paused, glanced at Dr. Reed to get the other party's consent, and continued, "What about Hydra? Aren't they cooperating with the clown?"

"I am responsible for the innocent audience at the scene." Superman said, "I will always pay attention to the situation on and off the field, and send them all to a safe place as soon as possible."

"Now is not the most important time to deal with Hydra." Batman continued, "And the clown is bound to be one with them. Maybe they are still struggling to find an ally like the clown."

"As for the two of them." said Harry and Dickon who were still in a coma beside him, Batman's white goggles gave off bursts of cold light, "I hope Blackgate Prison will become his warm new home."

"Thank you for your help, Batman." Doctor Reed said, "Dorothy and I will stay outside the venue and keep an eye out."

His expression was a bit distressed, "How should I contact you then?"

Batman chuckled.

"Don't worry, Bruce will tell me everything."

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The one who knows yourself better than yourself is your enemy, not to mention that when your opponent is Batman, you will become transparent in his eyes.

But the clown doesn't care about these things or opinions at all, he just wants to have some fun.

"Good evening Gotham, this is Vickiville, behind us is the scene of Wayne's dinner..." The blonde host on the TV was watching and talking.

"What the hell are you trying to do! Clown!" Hydra's operator yelled, not knowing what he was about to face. Even the members of the Clown Gang who stood aside and dared not breathe could not help showing mockery and sympathy to him.

"It's for Lex Luthor's sake that we lent you the weapon!" The operator pointed to the cage where the blood demon was held, "And we gave you the blood of hatred subdued by the female vampire." !"

He yelled loudly, not noticing the killing intent in the eyes of the red-haired female vampire when he heard the blood of hatred.

"So? You interrupted me watching TV just because of this." The clown sat on the top of the boxes that the soldiers had piled up for him and knocked on his feet. The heels of his feet knocked rhythmically on the wooden boxes under his feet.

"Da da.."

once... once... again

Dead silence echoed in the already depressing room.

The Hydra operator had lost his original arrogance, he was gasping for breath, and sweat protruded from his forehead densely.But thinking that there is a small group of elite operators sent by Hydra behind him, he is full of confidence.

The operator took out a handkerchief from his suit jacket and touched the sweat on his forehead, "In short, as long as you hand over Elizabeth Ashbury and the Gorefiend made with her blood, we will not pursue other matters."

"Well, it seems like a good proposal." The clown said casually, "But Uncle J also has conditions."

"Tell me your conditions. Of course, if you cooperate well, Hydra will give you all the blood demons that use Mary Reed's blood as samples." The operator was overjoyed when he saw the clown's promise, and immediately added.

The clown jumped down from the stands and walked towards the door, and said with a smile, "My lovely babies have been hungry for a long time, why don't you feed them for me."

As soon as the clown said this, the subordinates who were standing in the room started rushing out the door one after another. At this time, the operator finally realized that he ran outside in a hurry, but it was too late.

The gorefiends with their foul-smelling mouths rushed towards them frantically from the opened cage.

There were hellish screams behind him, but the clown didn't care at all, his hands were still drawing rhythms in the air with the screams, until the screams stopped, he stood up and straightened his clothes, and straightened the white collar on his chest.

"It's time to surprise the little bat."

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"Then I'll go first." Jason let go of my hand and nodded to Nina, "Be careful of clowns."

"Don't worry." I patted him with a smile, then stretched out my hand to straighten the red tie around his neck for him, and the rainbow fart came out.

"This is so much more handsome!"

Jason was not blown by my words, he stretched out his hand to me impatiently and growled, "Be serious, I'm not joking."

"I'm not kidding either." I grasped the hand he extended and squeezed his palm to comfort this boy who looked like a kitten with a frizzy fur in my eyes.

"Okay, okay." The cat's blue eyes stared at me and I quickly surrendered, and raised a hand to swear to him, "If something happens, I will be the first to run as far as possible. According to my speed, I will definitely become Gotham Bolt."

Jason was amused by me and laughed, "It's not necessary to run that far."

"Just run to my place." He paused, his face flushed slightly, "Robin will protect you."

"I'll watch you from outside." I waved my hand towards the background where Jason and Nina left, and saw the two figures disappear from my field of vision.

I knew it was finally time to go to work.

"What's the matter now?" I floated to the top floor of the King's Theater, where John, Dorothy, and Dr. Reed were all watching and waiting.

"An anomaly has been discovered within a radius of 500 meters." Dorothy jumped up and landed beside me. As her social status had disappeared, she couldn't get into the banquet, but she didn't seem to care much.

"Very good, remember to stay alert at all times. I'll go to the venue first." Dr. Reed is very satisfied with Dorothy, the newly adopted daughter. Another human girl, unfortunately, that excellent girl who insisted on taking to the streets to promote equality and speeches on the night when the flu broke out, died at the hands of her companion who turned into a blood demon.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing an old father's smile to Dorothy. Seeing Dorothy was like seeing him back then, with the same unexpected transformation and human society that he could never return to, but in a certain way Speaking of maybe this is not a kind of fate, Reed glanced across me who was chatting with Dorothy, and he sincerely hoped that the fate of these two girls was different.

"I've never seen a clown with my own eyes." I said as I sat on the eaves. I chose a seat where I could see the crowd in the open-air venue below. They were all seated because of the speech that was about to start. Nina and Jason stood on the stage. Not far away, I waved to them and I don't know if they saw it or not.

"Trust me, Ann. No one wants to see him." Dorothy said, she snorted coldly, "If Gotham law didn't have the death penalty, he would have died a long time ago, I hope Captain America can use his shield to slap him in the face soon superior"

"Even if he's dead, he's going to be a big problem." John sighed and turned to me, "Do you remember the other criminals, like Black Mask, Penguin, and Two-Face?" Seeing me nodding, he continued, "Let's not talk about the other criminals. No matter how bad they are, they will never attack their opponents, but the clown is different. He kills at will, countless people died at his hands and they all hate him, including the soul."

"This also caused..." John sighed, unwilling to say more, "When he comes, you will know that he is a person who doesn't even want to get close to death. In short, keep him away."

Well, I shrugged my shoulders and said in my heart, and I probably understood what John meant. In fact, this kind of thing should be considered common. It seems that there are quite a lot of people in Japan who are haunted by resentful spirits. Sister Qingxi and Bai Ze seems to have said something when chatting.

I thought hesitantly, but no matter what, the god of death can't regard it as a taboo for the righteous master to kill human beings. If he is in his hometown, he will be targeted by Tianlei and his cultivation base will plummet.I rubbed my chin. The management of Western Hell seems to be cumbersome and complicated, but it is also full of chaos in private. But before, it seems that Corey and the others gossip. In some places, the god of death will inform humans in advance, and enjoy watching them fail to escape.

But no matter what, I don't think I can attack humans.

"Clap clap clap!"

There was applause from the crowd below.

"Next, we invite our most eye-catching guest tonight." The master of ceremonies said, "Nina Eisenhart is invited."

I poked my head out to listen to Nina's speech, but Dorothy suddenly said seriously.

"Superman, here they come!"

I looked in the direction Dorothy pointed, and a heavy truck was slowly approaching the theater.

And the green-haired man who was leading the car finally made me understand why John said that even the god of death was unwilling to approach him.

Behind him was a thick to black blood.

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