[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is naturally cute

"Why don't we play a game." The clown smiled harshly, like the sound of chalk on a blackboard: "Iron Man is here too, so that's more interesting."

Iron Man's sneering voice came out through the iron suit, with a metallic coldness: "A clown is just a clown, we don't have time to play with you."

He opened his palm to the clown and his mob, blatantly threatening, if it wasn't for Batman's territory, and he didn't intend to let the Avengers and the Justice League conflict, the clown would have been solved long ago, he doesn't believe in Batman's hypocritical and hypocritical no-kill principle.

During the confrontation between Iron Man and the Joker, Rosa took out her mobile phone from her handbag and hid it behind her back to type a message to Jarvis. Jarvis would convey her meaning to Tony.

"Sir, Ms. Rosa said that the clown hid the sex in the hotel." Jarvis's calm voice sounded.

Tony frowned, and after a little thought, he understood what was going on: "Notify Bruce Wayne and let him solve it." He hasn't been seen since just now, and maybe others will think he ran away alone , but thinking of the news that Bruce Wayne has an accident every time the Joker and Batman fight, there is a more likely guess-he is Batman.

Playboys don't keep their bodies so good, and Tony will never admit that he is jealous.

The clown shook his head and clicked his tongue twice: "You will want to play this game." He pulled off the coat on his body, revealing the cockroaches inside, and threatened: "Or you want these people to be buried with them and make the whole hotel detonate?" It must be a beautiful sight." Holding a detonating cord in one hand and a knife in the other, he pointed at the terrified crowd.

"What do you want?" Tony asked.

The clown glanced at everyone with emotionless eyes, and suddenly stopped at a corner, with a strange smile hanging from the corner of his mouth: "It's you."

He looked at Rosa: "Little beauty, let's play a game, I am very interested in you."

Rosa stopped Tony with her eyes, delaying time is the most important thing now, the clown pinched her chin and dragged her out: "My former wife is as beautiful as you, but she was shaved because of gambling, we have no money Plastic surgery, I cut her mouth to make her happy, and wanted to tell her not to care about my appearance, but he couldn't stand me like this." His sharp knife patted Rosa's slender face.

"Mr. Clown, I believe there are many versions of this story, such as being scratched by a domestically violent father." Her voice was steady, and she looked a little scared. He took a sip from a glass of champagne.

"You don't believe it." The clown laughed. He didn't look angry at all. Instead, he seemed to be looking at a novelty toy: "Tell me what you think."

"If every super villain commits a crime because of a tragic life experience, isn't it too interesting? Mr. Joker, if you choose to destroy Gotham because of hatred, it's really disappointing."

The clown's smile restrained: "Sweetheart, in order not to disappoint you, let's play something more interesting." He waved his hand and let his two subordinates randomly grab two people and throw them up. A man and a woman with sweaty foreheads: "Choose one to die, or choose no one, and both die."

Rosa's mouth was tightly pursed, anger flashed in her eyes, and she stared at the clown.

"Enough!" Tony yelled angrily, "Clown, no one will play this game with you! Rosa, come behind me."

This Batman's professional ability is too good, and he hasn't even removed a single gun after such a long time.

The clown waved a finger: "Mr. Iron Man, this is not how the game is played. One person dies, two people die, or everyone dies together? The rules are set by me."

"But I am the player of the game." Rosa comforted Tony with her eyes.

"Of course, of course." The clown suddenly became excited and clapped vigorously: "Beg for mercy, she can decide the life and death of the two of you." He kicked the men and women kneeling on the ground.

Both men and women were terrified, weeping and clutching at Rosa's skirt, crawling at her feet, scrambling to beg for mercy.

"Help me, my fiancé and I are childhood sweethearts, we will get married soon, our future life will be very beautiful, if I die, his life will be worse than death, please, I don't want to die... ..." The woman trembled like a sieve, crying bitterly in fear.

"I haven't watched my children grow up yet. They are a pair of twins who have just turned one year old. They are very cute. I will give you as much money as you want, and you must let me live." To survive , the man completely abandoned the masculine dignity and gentlemanly demeanor, and the mask of elegance on weekdays was completely shattered.

Rosa frowned, watching the selfish behavior of men and women, feeling ups and downs, maybe this is the purpose of the clown, to expose the ugliest side of human nature, and even destroy her conscience.

"Baby, look at everyone's voice and emotion, but as far as I know, this woman just had a fight with a wild man, and this man has a two-year-old illegitimate child. Who do you choose to survive?" ? Or just kill them together." The clown suggested maliciously.

"Actually, there is another option." Rosa looked at the clown, and made a decision in her heart. As long as she used her superpower, all problems would be solved.Although these two people have moral problems, they are not guilty of death, and she is not qualified to decide their life and death. Only the law can decide a person's life and death.

"Of course there is another option." Batman in black armor descended from the sky and dropped a timing device to the ground. He looked at the clown with stern eyes: "You have no chips."

Rosa breathed a sigh of relief, her clenched palms were covered with sweat, and she realized that her legs were a little weak.

The clown didn't speak, but suddenly gestured to his subordinates, rushed towards Rosa and dragged her directly to the window. Her body was almost half suspended, and there were more than ten floors of high-rise buildings underground.

There were gunshots and screams in the hall, and there was chaos. Tony was protecting ordinary people.

"Little Rosa, you were almost exposed." The clown let go of his hand.

Rosa slid down the slanted glass window, and the night wind made her goose bumps. At this time, she was sweating profusely, as if she had been soaked in cold water.

What does the joker's words mean?Not only did he know her name but also her superpower. Could it be that the so-called game he just played was to expose her superpower?Where did he learn her secret from?What kind of purpose do you have?

The more Rosa thought about it, the heavier her heart became. Together with the feeling of weightlessness that kept falling, she seemed to be falling to hell.

Wayne flew down from the window, his bat wings outstretched like protective wings, completely engulfing her in his arms.Her face was pale, her black hair fluttered in the night, and her jewel-like black eyes glowed with helpless water. Wayne felt some unknown emotions in his heart. He stroked her head and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, it's all right now." gone."

Rosa put her arms around his neck, and looked up to see the square jaw under his mask, which symbolized justice, and her thin lips were habitually pursed, serious and stubborn.She stretched out her fingers and lightly touched the inconspicuous thin marks on his chin: "Mr. Batman, you smell like white tea."

She smiled slightly, and let go of her arms around his neck: "It smells very good."

Wayne took a deep look at Rosa, and she knew his true identity.

"Rosa." A large tin can with scrambled eggs and tomatoes fell from the sky. Tony came out of the armor and embraced Rosa. His intention to swear sovereignty was very obvious, although he had not yet obtained the right to rule the land.

Rosa threw herself into Tony's arms with a smile, lightly patted his shoulder and said, "Sir, I'm not afraid, and I'm very proud of your actions just now." No one came to save her, so don't feel guilty.

"My Rosa is also very brave." Tony's eyes were as gentle as water, like moonlight slowly flowing.

She was always so gentle that she would spoil him.

Tony hugged Rosa across his arms, she exclaimed and looked at him suspiciously.

"Your legs are weak."

Rosa retorted: "I don't."

"You have." Tony said righteously, but he just stared straight ahead, no longer staring at Rosa with the eyes of a drowning person.

Well, she really didn't have weak legs, he just wanted to hug her and get angry with that big bat by the way.

Anyway, it was only a few steps away to the car, so Rosa didn't refuse any more.

She twisted her neck and looked at the deep night, a huge bat stood on a towering spire, as if it had completely merged with the deep night, boundless loneliness.

The eyes of the two met, and Rosa could see a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Farewell, The Dark Knight of Gotham.

The clown has been escorted into the police car by the police officers. His nose is bruised and his face is swollen. It doesn't look good when mixed with heavy oil paint. He glanced at Rosa expressionlessly through the crowd, and Rosa gave a slap in the face with that indifferent look. Chilling, like a mouse being stared at by a cat.

Tony frowned and glanced at the clown, then turned around with Rosa in his arms, completely blocking the clown's gaze.

"You beat him?"

Rosa was put into the car, and Tony also got in: "He hurt you."

"Thank you." The corners of her mouth curled.

Wayne Manor.

A Fu took the jacket that Wayne took off, and joked: "Master Wayne, you are going to become a cowardly deserter again." Otherwise, how can you explain the absence of Bruce Wayne.

Wayne twitched the corners of his mouth indifferently. The slanting moonlight shone through the classic window lattice, and he stopped to understand the tie.

She shouldn't be mistaken.

"Master, do you think of someone?" Ah Fu seemed to have discovered a new world, full of expectations.

"Ah Fu, it's not what you guessed." Wayne took off his shirt and threw it to Afu, and walked straight to the bathroom. There were sharp scars on his generous back.

Ah Fu raised his eyebrows, so he was a little relieved that he really thought of someone.