[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

And at this moment, the elevator door of the banquet hall opened, and a person with exaggerated clown paint on his face—it was the clown, he put the knife in his hand against the security guard's neck, and said in his mouth: " Well, well, well, look at you, rich ladies and gentlemen, I really want to be at this party, so, tonight, we will entertain you."

At this time, the guests in the banquet hall froze in place when they saw the uninvited guests holding guns and daggers.

The clown holds a dagger in his hand, as if holding a toy, and he dances while walking.

Rachel took a step back subconsciously, Harvey stood in front of her, Rachel lowered her hand, she held Harvey's hand, and with the other hand, pulled the cuff of "Bruce", Rachel borrowed just now Touching it, she knew very well that the Batman she had just seen on the opposite roof was real - not some dummy or projection, and the Bruce next to her was fake.

Honestly, Rachel was relieved - having Superman by her side.

Clark's right hand scratched the watch on his left wrist, and the red solar radiation meter was turned on—this way, he would not show his flaws when he came into close contact with the clown.

Clark, wearing a bionic mask, raised his hand and patted the back of Rachel's hand. Rachel's hand let go, and Bruce played by Clark walked forward away from the crowd. Harvey reached out and tried to hold him, yelling Voice: "Bruce!"

Clark made a nasal reply, but he walked towards the center of the banquet hall.

Clark came over from the floor-to-ceiling windows, making way for the guests blocking the way between him, the clown and his subordinates. Clark still said in Bruce's voice, "Who are you?"

Clarke played the part of the worried and frightened party host, his voice transformed into Bruce's by a throat-mounted onomatopoeia, saying, "If you want money, come at me, don't hurt me guest!"

The clown held the dagger, and he walked towards Clark, while the clown held the double-edged dagger, and the dagger stabbed towards Clark. Rachel stood far away from the crowd, and she saw Clark backing away with excellent acting skills After taking a step, Clark's voice changed. It was the fear that normal people would show when being forced by a dagger. He said, "How much do you want, 100 million, 1000 million, [-] million?"

"I can give you everything," Clark said. "Don't be impulsive, sir."

Although it is not clear why the clown broke into the banquet, Clark, disguised as Bruce, has successfully attracted the clown's attention.

The clown laughed, his smile became more ferocious against the exaggerated paint on his face, he let out a sneer from his throat, he stopped laughing abruptly, and pressed the dagger to Clark's chest, Clark staggered two steps back , the clown seemed to be amused by Clark's reaction again, and he said, "Look, this is our brave Mr. Wayne."

The clown leaned forward, and he asked with a smile, just like a clown in a paradise asking a child whether he wants a red balloon or a blue balloon. He asked, "How much can you give me, Mr. Wayne?"

Clark took a breath while performing, and he said, "As long as you ensure the safety of everyone here, how much do you want, and put a price on it?"

"You think I'm the kind of jerk who does anything for money, oh Jesus, I'm a jerk," the clown bared his teeth, and he said, "I don't want your damn money, Wayne... sir, I just want A lady..."

"A brave, beautiful and heart-warming lady," the clown reached out and pinched Clark's neck, his dagger rested on his neck, and the surrounding guests screamed, the clown laughed loudly, and the clown pinched Clark's neck. The dagger slashed at the side of Clark's neck, and said, "Well, tell me, where is Kate Callahan?"

"Who?" Clark asked subconsciously, "I don't know her."

"Oh," the clown made a mocking nasal sound, and he said mockingly: "Mr. Wayne, when your photos with Miss Callahan were on the cover of the tabloids, you told me that you didn't know her? You thought I Are you an idiot?"

Clark was very close to the clown, and he could see it very clearly. Under the clown's red paint, there were terrible scars that curved upward from the corners of both sides of his mouth.The clown tightened his grip on Clark's neck, and he grinned more exaggeratedly, and he said, "Oh, look, I'm laughing, I'm laughing, Mr. Wayne."

"It looks like you're curious about the scars on my face?" The clown laughed exaggeratedly. On the contrary, his emotions were on the verge of madness, and his tone fluctuated exaggeratedly. He said, "Are you curious, Wayne?" Sir, why am I always smiling?"

Clark looked scared, but Clark was not very nervous, because according to the time estimate, Batman was climbing upstairs along the emergency passage.

It will be here soon.

Clark raised his hand and pressed the back of the clown's hand, and he said very cooperatively, "Why?"

"Look at my scars, these scars, are you nervous?" The clown didn't smile, but he looked as if he was still smiling, with some comical sadness, and he continued, "Do you want to know how?"

Clark stared into the clown's eyes, and he asked, "How...?"

The clown's expression showed a little madness, but his green eyes were exceptionally clear, and he stared closely at Clark's eyes, "Oh, that's interesting," the clown whispered, "You're not afraid of me."

Clark suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not for money, nor for power, nor for the Kate Callahan he said in his mouth. The clown just enjoys the look of the victim trembling in fear when he is intimidating. , just like an addict/junkie is crazy for drugs, the clown enjoys the fear and fear revealed under his oppression.

The clown is addicted to crime, he enjoys the appearance of the victim because of fear, he just finds an excuse to turn this rich man's party into a feast of fear.

Clarke's eyes darkened, he held the wrist of the Joker's hand holding the dagger, and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "Batman is here."

The Joker felt the strength of Clark's grip on his wrist, and he smiled, his smile was so bright against the bright red color, he said, "You know, Mr. Wayne, do you think I'm afraid of Batman? The clown moved closer, and said, "I am indeed a monster, but I am a monster created by Batman himself."

"However, the bat seems to have forgotten me," the clown said with a smile, "Let me remind him."

The clown could clearly see the frowning of the person in front of him. He laughed "hahaha", and the dagger in his hand moved closer. The next second, he restrained his artificial smile and asked excitedly. Said: "Do you believe it? Your bat is not as good as you think!"

At this moment, Batman came out of the emergency exit without warning. His extremely aggressive fighting style allowed him to bring down the clown's men very smoothly. These people didn't even have time to fire the guns in their hands. Knocked to the ground by Batman.And Batman was fighting, approaching him step by step.

"Hmm!" The clown made a regretful nasal sound, his breath full of regret.

The dagger in his right hand moved forward, and Clark stepped back. The clown just pressed against Clark and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window. The clown's left hand dropped, and Clark watched from the corner of his eye as the clown dropped the knife and took out a knife from his waist. □□, fired a shot at the glass behind, the glass shattered, the clown stretched out his hand and pushed Clark back, the red solar radiation on his wrist was still working, Clark fell out like an ordinary person.

Outside the shattered window was a slope of the glass curtain wall. Out of trust in Batman, Clark did not turn off the red solar radiation on his watch, but struggled to slow down the speed of his slide. Batman fell through the broken window. Running out, he grabbed Clark's arm.

Just when the two fell out, the sudden weightlessness made Clark, who had temporarily lost his superpowers, flustered a little. The clown grinned and watched Batman rush out, waiting for both of them to fly out of the window. The clown put his tongue against his cheek, let out a "tsk", and said in his mouth: "A little bat flew out of the window, hahahaha!"

The moment the two slipped out of the slope of the glass curtain wall, the two fell in a parabola. Batman shot the grappling gun at the glass curtain wall with his backhand. Scrape off, and finally hang on the steel bars at the bottom of the curtain wall, but the inertia of the two people falling was too great, and the grabbing hook didn't hold it firmly, but slowed down the speed of the two falling.

The two fell, and Clark stared closely at the eyes covered with white film. When Clark was only a few meters away from the ground, he moved his right hand and quickly turned off the red solar radiation switch on his left wrist watch. At this time They were already extremely close to the ground, and the place where they landed was the roof of a car.

Clark controlled and slowed down the two people who had already accelerated to the extreme during the last meter, and then let his steel body hit the roof of the car parked on the side of the road, and Clark even controlled the roof to smash out The depth of the groove.

"boom."

Clark hits the roof, Batman hits him, and all the people upstairs can see is Bruce hits the roof and Batman hits him.

Then, the clown said to his men who fell to the ground and groaned: "Get back, you idiots." The clown could hear clearly, the whistle of the siren was already ringing around, and he didn't want to confront the police head-on.

The purpose of the clown has been achieved. The clown’s flamboyant and intimidating performance has made almost all the wealthy people in Gotham know of his existence. By tomorrow, the entire Gotham city will know that there is a crazy criminal——his name is the clown .

The two people who fell on the roof of the car slid down from the roof, and there was no one around. The security guards who were patrolling before were all knocked out by the clown's men. Clark's clairvoyant eyes watched Batman instinctively close the moment he stepped on the ground. He closed his eyes, "No one around," he asked in a low voice, "Are you okay, B?"

"Honestly speaking, falling on you is worse than falling on the ground." Batman replied hoarsely, "Let's go, we still need to go upstairs for a walk."

I personally tested that Clark is harder than the ground, so it hurts.

When Bruce returned to the banquet hall, the clown led his men to retreat according to the route planned long ago, leaving only a messy party banquet hall and guests looking at each other, the police with live ammunition entered the banquet scene, the team leader The man was none other than Officer Gordon.

"Are you okay, Mr. Wayne?" Gordon saw Bruce coming out of the elevator, and he put his hands on his back and let out a soft groan.

"It's my fate," Bruce said with a drawn out voice, "Thank you Batman for saving me, I have to come up and have a look, are my guests all right, Officer Gordon?"

"It's okay, they're all fine," Gordon said with a little admiration on his face. Not everyone has the courage to stand up in that situation, "You..."

Rachel and Harvey walked towards Bruce together. Both the prosecutor and the couple showed admiration for Bruce, but the specific content of admiration was different.

Bruce leaned against the wall, he raised his hand and pressed down to stop Gordon's praise, he said: "I'm so dizzy, I think I have a severe concussion, please call me and call My personal doctor, I... I need help..."

Just like that, Bruce slid down against the wall, his hands on the ground limply, and then "stunned" and collapsed on the carpet in front of Gordon, Rachel, and Harvey, closing his eyes tightly.

Rachel was a little flustered and at a loss, she ran over and held Bruce's body.

At this time, the elevator door made another "ding" sound, and then opened again. Rachel watched Clark come out of the elevator so dullly. Clark first saw Rachel, and then looked down at the "swoon" In "Bruce.

Clark had a panicked and bewildered expression on his face. He strode over, squatted beside Bruce, and said in a panic, "What's the matter? What happened just now? What happened to Bruce? Why are there so many police officers?"

Harvey stood aside, he looked at his girlfriend and Clark's concern, and explained to Clark: "Just now, the clown broke into the banquet, Bruce stood up, he was thrown out of the glass by the clown, Batman saved him Harvey continued: "Bruce should be injured. After all, falling from such a high place may have caused a concussion. Clark, do you have the phone number of Bruce's personal doctor?"

Clark hurriedly took out his mobile phone, he called Bruce's personal doctor, and he asked the private doctor to come to Bruce's apartment as soon as possible.Clark then picked up Bruce, who was on his side, and let Bruce rest on his arm.

Standing aside, Gordon looked at the way Bruce's friends cared about him. Officer Gordon still asked, "Mr. Kent, were you not in the banquet hall just now?"

"I put Nina to sleep, my God, how did this happen," Clark said angrily, "This is Gotham, the FBI agent was attacked, Bruce was attacked, the bones were stolen, damn it , are you guarding the city like this?" Clark looked very annoyed, and he was still a little speechless.

"Sorry, Mr. Kent," Gordon said sincerely, a little ashamed, "we will do everything we can to arrest the criminal."

"Rachel!" Clark called out.

"Huh?" Rachel lowered her head, and she responded.

"I'm here to support Bruce, you go to the storage room and find a wheelchair," Clark said, "You can't let Bruce lie here, what do you mean?"

"Okay, I'll go right away, Harvey, come with me, I know where the storage room is." Rachel lowered her head, the hair on her forehead fell down, blocking her expression, slowly, The female prosecutor let out a small breath, and when she raised her head again, she had a concerned expression. She resisted not looking at Clark who was hugging Bruce and Bruce who was fainting in Clark's arms, because she felt that all she had to do was look at him. Looking at the two of them, she couldn't control her expression.

Why don't you participate in the Oscar selection if you can act like this?

Ah, two movie stars!