[Comprehensive Yingmei] Me and my four unjust brothers

But Merrell has to watch the video, because he needs to know what clues the Joker left in it.

Since the clown's target is himself, besides making him lose his mind with anger, the clown has to do something to draw himself out.

Sure enough, the video ends with the Joker holding a bloody crowbar.

He suddenly turned around to face the screen, his expression was crazy and obsessed, but there was a trace of clarity in the excitement in those sour green eyes.

"You, that's you! Merrell Wayne, are you angry? Do you hate me? Do you hate the order of Gotham?"

"Come find me, the address is..."

After watching this video, Merrell took off his earphones with a blank expression, pulled out the USB flash drive and threw it into the trash can.

He now felt that it was too gentle to give the clown a punch in the jaw.

To deal with a bastard like the clown, who has destroyed the order of Gotham City, he should have a long memory, and he will never be able to do things like in the video.

The clown will know that he has messed with someone he shouldn't have messed with.

So Merrell set off and headed towards the address the clown had indicated to him.

And Tim, who was watching the panoramic movement of Gotham City in the Batcave, watched the little dot belonging to Merrell disappear in the New Sixth District for a short time, and after a few seconds, it appeared in a place a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the New Sixth District. in another area.

Tim groaned, he rubbed his forehead, and contacted other active members of the Bat family with some headaches.

"Merrell has acted, the address is XXX."

"I guess the clown did something to Merrell again. I suggest you put down what you're doing and go find Merrell. I'll set off right away." After Tim finished speaking, he quickly changed into the Red Robin uniform and went out.

There was no way Merrell had appeared in a place that had never been mentioned without warning, and the only possibility they could think of was that the Joker said or did something to Merrell again.

And Tim's guesses are seldom wrong.

……

It was a toy factory that was still in operation, and the clown and his men were waiting for Merrell to arrive in the toy factory.

As for the 24-hour shift-based semi-automatic toy factory, the night watch workers were hoisted by the clown's men and hung precariously on the roof. Below them was a huge furnace.

This is a stove for disposing of failed toys.

And those workers were hung up like sardines, staring at the stove below in fear.

The clown and his followers were laughing harshly as they watched the 'sardines' hanging in the sky, and they even planned to launch an event.

One bullet for each person, ten points for hitting the rope, and one point for hitting the 'sardine'.

They will not have this opportunity.

That's how Merrell appeared on the second floor of the toy factory without warning.

He kicked over two snipers with guns, and stepped on the handrail to save several employees who were suspended from the roof.

The masked man has always been a man who doesn't talk too much.

He is not like the Bat family who still greets you in the traditional way. With this skill, Bibi might as well save the two people hanging upstairs first.

The clown was stunned for a moment, his expression seemed to be distorted for a second. These workers were originally prepared to threaten the masked man, telling him not to act rashly, but the masked man actually saved them directly.

What's more, the clown didn't even see when and how the masked man entered the toy factory.

He clearly planted alarms in every possible place that could be secretly infiltrated, including but not limited to the Bat-family's favorite ventilation ducts, sewer pipes and skylights.

And this time the clown called a lot of people in order to catch the masked man, and the entire toy factory was full of the clown gang's subordinates.

How could the masked man enter the toy factory quietly, and the masked man did.

Of course the clown didn't know, he was imprisoned in the Arkham Asylum for two months, thinking he knew all the abilities of the masked man, but in fact what the clown knew was only the tip of the iceberg of Merrell.

Oh, he did almost figure out the Shadow Corps, but the masked man has never shown the power of a spell in front of others, and even if he did, it must be someone who was recruited by the new sixth district.

Merrell slipped into the toy factory with a snake spell just now, and the clown obviously didn't know that the masked man possessed the power of spells in addition to the Shadow Corps.

And Merrell wouldn't send him back to Arkham Asylum like he did with the Joker last time, that would be too cheap for the Joker, wouldn't it?

When Merrell saw the huge magic circle under the toy factory, he almost laughed out loud.

Oh, it can be seen that the clown has really studied the Shadow Corps carefully.

And this magic circle made Merrell decide to appear in front of the clown. He wanted the clown to understand how mentally handicapped his actions were in Merrell's eyes.

Clowns don't do much, but they're good at provoking people.

Merrell sometimes thinks that the reason why the Joker has been running rampant in Gotham for so long must be because Batman has a compassionate heart, and he insists on not killing any criminals.

The bad (good) news is that Merrell doesn't have a heart for mercy.

So Merrell climbed over the railing on the second floor and jumped down in front of the clown.

The moment Merrell moved, the clown gang thugs who were still laughing and fighting with the clown just now tensed up, and pointed their guns at Merrell.

Facing the masked man, the subordinates of the clown gang are obviously more vigilant than the clown, and they understand the danger of the masked man better than this arrogant clown.

"Oh my god, you really came here as promised." The clown said excitedly, he knew Merrell would come, but he never thought Merrell would come so soon.

On the surface, the clown seemed to be talking to Merrell, but his brain was spinning rapidly thinking that the masked man saved those workers just now and did not use the power of the Shadow Corps.

He could have used the power of the shadow corps to help him save those workers more easily, but he didn't. Does this mean that the magic circle under his feet played a role?

The masked man can no longer use his good helper.

Thinking about it this way, the smile on the clown's face became even sweeter.

Merrell's blue-gray eyes hidden under the mask looked at the clown indifferently, and he said, "Don't you just want me to come over?"

Merrell grinned. "I found that you are really perverted."

"Is that what some guy sent you back to eat at Arkham Asylum? I hear the food is disgusting."

The clown didn't pay attention to the masked man's verbal provocation.

The Joker looked up and down at Merrell's new attire, which was full of Bat-family's usual style of attire.

"Oh, it looks like you have changed into new clothes, full of Bat Den's usual style of clothes." The clown said, he always likes to greet for a while before starting a battle to lower the vigilance of the enemy.

"Oh sweetheart. I don't think you're too young to show the bat on your chest? My God, even the smallest bird can't do that."

And Merrell has never liked small talk, he just likes to torture his opponent with words.

"Are you envious?" Merrell puffed out his chest, allowing the clown to see clearly the lines on the chest of his white battle suit. "Batman built it himself, do you have it?"

These words were said by Merrell in a flaunting tone. The clown didn't envy him at first, and he just found some random topics to provoke Merrell.

As far as he knew, the little devil of the Bat family always hated being compared with Batman. This provocation was even useful to the smallest Robin bird, the Robin bird who worshiped Batman.

However, the clown obviously underestimated Merrell's shamelessness and unreasonable playing of cards.

The clown who was suddenly pissed off by Merrell: "...are you sick?"

Merrell spread his hands and replied seriously: "Actually, I'm not sick, it's you who is sick."

"In normal social etiquette, it's obviously impolite to ask about this kind of thing, but unfortunately you don't know, so you are the one who is sick."

clown:……

"But I'm surprised that you dare to appear here today." This sentence was not said by the clown, but by Merrell.

Merrell directly carried out a wave of anti-customer-oriented.

Clown: ...so angry.

"What makes you think that being here will catch me instead of being beaten by me?" Merrell asked with feigned confusion.

Merrell rubbed the magic circle on the ground with his toes. "it is this?"

The smile on the clown's face deepened, he didn't speak, just laughed.

"Hey, I don't know if you've been deceived." Merrell waved his hand and said, "Actually, this is a spell for the West to prevent demons from descending, and the Shadow Corps is the 'demon' of the East."

"Do you think it is useful to use Western spells to deal with Eastern demons?"

I hadn't thought about this at all, or in other words, I hadn't thought that magic could be divided into East and West.

"Using western spells to deal with eastern demons is like moving Jerusalem to the Great Wall of China, and using mahogany swords to deal with vampires. This is simply putting the cart before the horse." Merrell said disapprovingly.

The clown pondered for a while, and asked very modestly: "Then where can I find the magician from the East?"

Merrell cleared his throat and said, "As we all know, the Flower Planting Country is an ancient civilization with a history of 5000 years."

"Flower growers not only have magicians, but also immortal cultivators, ghost catchers, Fengshui masters, etc. Since we are looking for the most authentic oriental magicians, we naturally have to start with flower growers."

The clown nods.

Merrell: "However, Eastern magicians alone cannot deal with the Shadow Corps."

"Is there something important about this?"

"Of course, only Eastern Air Mage can expel the Shadow Corps."

"Air mage?"

"Yes, but air mages are almost extinct after the banishment of demons."

The clown's subordinates watched their boss humbly asking for advice and chatted with their enemy, the masked man.

"Then where can I find an air mage?"

Merrell smiled, and said, "In front of you is an air magician."

The clown pondered for a while and asked, "Then will you teach me to expel the Shadow Corps?"

Merrell glanced at the clown as if he was a fool. "Won't."

"Do you think I look like the kind of badass who would teach a sworn enemy how to deal with me?"

Merrell smirked, "The question-and-answer period is over."

Merrell twisted his fingers, and the shadow corps split and appeared with Merrell as the center, filling the entire toy factory in just a few seconds.

"Are you ready to bet with the gods now? Joker—" Merrell squinted his eyes, and there was no emotion in his smiling words.

A ninja soldier bowed his head respectfully to Merrell, and handed the crowbar in his hand to Merrell.

"I thought you'd like a crowbar."

"Gift."