[Comprehensive] Great Prophet

The Joker escapes from Arkham again.

This news squeezed the headlines of all the newspapers in Gotham. Even if Li Wente was at school, as long as he looked up at the TV or the news column, he could see Director Gordon declaring martial law in Gotham with a serious face and reminding everyone to be careful in the live broadcast.

Joker, the super villain in the DC world.

Li Wente is not familiar with the life of this character. What he remembers most clearly is that he made up three completely different scars in the Batman movie. He is a man who can't believe ten sentences. madman.

——At the same time, he is also a fan of Batman with capital letters. The most passionate thing in his life is to destroy Batman and the people around him, and the rest are just pawns he uses to achieve his goals.

Li Wente looked at the clown crime photos published in the newspapers, and chatted with his parents who were far away across the ocean with the phone on his shoulder.

Li Wente: "Well, so now you and Dad have left the imperial capital to go to the magic capital? Are you used to the rented house? How long will this dispatch take?...It will take three years, our family lives in the magic capital Relatives? I'm not at home, you should pay more attention to your health."

"I know you guys know more than me, um, I get along well with my classmates, how about you and your new neighbors?"

"Oh, the child is in the second year of high school, so you have experience to pass on... Hahahaha, okay, I'm not kidding you, as long as the neighbor Mr. Kong's family is easy to get along with."

Li Wente originally had a smile on her face, but the smile in her eyes froze the next moment.

Li Wente put down the newspaper, picked up the phone with his hand, and couldn't help raising his voice: "...what do you say is the name of the boy next door?"

Mother Li's voice came across the ocean through the receiver——

"It's called Kong Kenan, Ke who restrains himself and restores propriety, Nan who fought in the South and the North, what's the matter? Do you know him?"

Li Wente swallowed hard: "No, I don't know... It's good to have such a neighbor. It's safe."

"...It's really super safe."

After hanging up the phone, Li Wente was a little out of his wits.

She knew that the Dimension had broken down, and that DC, Marvel and even the BBC had entered, but she really thought that the Weibo hot topic "my country's superhero Kong Krypton Man" she saw on the first day was a joke!Now tell her that all the new Shanghai Supermen from the DC family have come in, and my parents have moved to the front door of Shanghai Superman! ?

What is this Superman going to say when he fights criminals?But according to do special?Don't make trouble, he still has one year to take the college entrance examination!

Li Wente forced himself to calm down, and then felt from the bottom of his heart, the current situation...

...seems like there's nothing wrong with that.

There are already superheroes in this world, and it is at least safe to live opposite Superman.

Li Wente comforted himself in this way, and then he was patted on the shoulder suddenly.

As soon as she turned her head, the black cloth bag was suddenly put on her head, and before she could react, her kidnapper struck her unconscious with a knife.

It took absolutely no more than three seconds, so that her finger had already touched the iron-shaped weapon, but she still lost consciousness—the silver metal piece that wrapped one of her fingertips lay back in her satchel again, shrinking into a A pistol with missing bullets.

Li Wente just felt in a trance that he seemed to hear a nervous laugh.

Today's newspapers on the street slowly fell to the ground, a black Joker poker, comically sandwiched between the newspapers, creepy and cold.

Clowns are the most unreasonable villains.

His existence seems to be to do evil, his purpose is to destroy all rules and morals, and turn the world into a purgatory, and he just performed the funniest drama in the center of the purgatory, making himself laugh out loud.

Batman hates the Joker.The Joker has ruined countless things of importance to him.

Every time a clown appears, it will bring disaster, without exception.

He said his purpose from the very beginning——

Batman, Youplete...me.

What he wants is to force Batman to kill him, to force this knight with power beyond the rules, to abandon the moral code in his heart, to abandon the self-righteous sense of justice, so that he can become a lyncher, become a lyncher with them. The indiscriminate monster, listening to the sound of the rules restricting his behavior in his heart, like a glass lamp falling from the hands of a child, shattered all over the ground.

This will be the most beautiful sound in the world.

The voice that dragged this dark knight into hell completely.

"You just don't want to kill me, do you? I said it earlier, Batman, we'll fight forever!"

"I miss you——"

"Ahahahahahahahaha——"

On the TV screen, the clown's nervous smile pierced the eardrums.

Batman punched the keyboard, staring at the huge display screen in the Batcave and gnashing his teeth: "How did he get out of Arkham?"

Compared to Batman, Alfred is much calmer. While locating the most vulnerable target of the clown, he took the time to answer: "He is very good at demagoguery, maybe Arkham's system needs an investigation and upgrade. .”

He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Of course, you have to catch him back first."

Batman: "...According to the video signal, has he been located?"

A Fu said: "Still judging—OK, the judgment result is out! I'll send the location to your computer right now."

Batman nodded, and was about to get into the Batmobile to catch the Joker, but was suddenly stopped by Ah Fu's strange tone.

Alfred said: "Master...something is wrong."

He turned around with a solemn expression: "Everyone is safe and sound."

Batman: "...what?"

Alfred opened everyone's location information: "The mayor, the prosecutor, the police department, and the family of Chief Gordon—"

He looked solemn: "Everyone is very safe."

"what?"

Alfred turned around: "Master, the clown's target this time is not any of these people. But besides these people, who else is qualified to make the clown 'favor'?" He calmly mocked, "This one But never know how to keep a low profile."

Batman walked into the host, checked everyone's situation, and took the time to ask: "Have you checked everyone?"

"Yes, master, and there is no news about clowns attacking ordinary people in the news." Alfred's words suddenly stopped, and panic appeared in his eyes, "...not everyone."

Alfred lowered his voice: "And your newly hired assistant, the lady you tried to hide from me."

Li Wente opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of bright white light.

The low-quality player next to the ear was playing the street rock music of the last century at a high volume. I don't know how long the music has been played, so that Li Wente's whole mind was in a state of chaos, and his temper became a bit bad.

After getting used to the light for a while, Li Wente finally saw his situation clearly.

She was tied to a wooden chair with peeling paint, her hands were wrapped around the back of the chair and tied with nylon ropes, a huge incandescent lamp with a wattage that absolutely did not comply with the regulations was hung above her head, and a tape was taped to her mouth—it was a bit painful.

Then she saw a clown in a purple tuxedo standing among a group of armed mercenaries.

His face was painted with colorful oil paint, and the sides of his cheeks were raised high with the most gaudy red, making it look like he was smiling funny no matter what expression he was on.

Li Wente can basically be 100% sure that the clown in front of him who seems to enjoy this kind of messy rock music is the clown in Gotham, Joker, Batman's mortal enemy.

Li Wente: ...I suddenly feel a little wronged?I, an Avenger, was captured by the evil elements of the DC family? ?

The clown noticed Li Wente's awakening, he opened his arms, and said something exaggeratedly loudly to welcome Li Wente.

Li Wente tried hard to hear clearly—unfortunately, the rock music is too loud.

The clown obviously noticed this too, and instructed one of his subordinates to turn off the music, then pulled out a chair, sat down in front of Li Wente, and said with a bright smile, "Wow, our protagonist tonight woke up!"

Li Wente subconsciously wanted to avoid the approaching face of the clown, but the other party pinched his chin and squinted his eyes: "Come and let us see Gotham's new warrior? I saw you rescued Batman, huh?"

Li Wente: "?????"

Didn't Bruce Wayne delete the records of the monitor afterwards! ?Damn, isn't he a bit incompetent as Batman! ?When did your vigilance get so low!

Before Li Wente could continue to spurn Batman in his heart, the clown had forcefully raised her face, and squinted at her: "Our guest doesn't look very happy?"

Li Wente: "..."

The clown turned his face, and said to his subordinates with some distress: "Is there any way to make our guests happier?"

Li Wente suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, the clown turned his head with a grin, and took out a somewhat outdated, but at least a touch-screen mobile phone from his pocket. After connecting to the Internet, he approached her with a smile and showed it to her.

"—Why don't we watch some entertainment?"

Li Wente's pupils almost shrank when he saw the place on the screen—it was Peter Parker's home in Queens, New York.

Li Wente signaled the clown angrily with his eyes, but the clown seemed to be very satisfied with her expression, and raised his hands like a conductor, signaling her to be quiet.

The clown said, "Did you know I have a theory?" If it wasn't for the outfit, he would have looked like a scholar, "One bad day can turn anyone into me."

He smiled broadly: "He hasn't been in contact with 'innocent' people for a long time, which makes me bored too, so I decided to give you this gift."

"A bad day you can remember so well."

Li Wente watched a group of mercenary squads with guns approaching the lighted Parker House, the corners of her eyes were red, and her body was trembling with anger——

Suddenly, Li Wente calmed down.

On the screen, at some point, Spider-Man jumped onto the monitor connected to the clown, gave the monitor a big thumbs up, and sprayed the camera with high-strength spider silk all over his face without hesitation!

Li Wente suddenly wanted to laugh.

The next moment, gunshots, screams, and the "yo ha" sound of the teenagers who were still happy and relaxed after passing through the voice changer, all passed through the old player and clearly sounded in this abandoned dilapidated building, so real, horrible.

Oh, it's really terrible, it's almost blinding.

Li Wente couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

The clown obviously noticed something was wrong, he turned back to the screen suddenly, but all he saw was a screen of white spider threads.

"What happened! A bunch of trash!"

The clown angrily pulled out his pistol from his waist and fired casually, the fragments from the bullet startled Li Wente.

The clown calmed down for a while, then twisted his smile and said, "Aha, it looks like you have a lucky friend, but not everyone is like that, huh?"

Li Wente thought for a while and nodded.

It's true that little spiders generally don't kill people, but Natasha can't be sure.

As soon as the clown finished speaking, his other mobile phone rang. He escaped from the mobile phone, signaled Li Wente to wait a moment, and connected his own call.

As soon as the phone was connected, the leader of the mercenaries cursed at the clown.

"I knew I couldn't trust you funny freak!? What are you telling me? A normal building? This is the fucking Stark headquarters! Do you know what Stark stands for? You country clown! Go fight Iron Man yourself!"

"Fuck!!"

The clown hung up the phone calmly, and let the thing fall to pieces on the ground. He ran over it indifferently, squinting at Li Wente: "...It seems that he doesn't understand you either."

Li Wente looked innocent.

"But it's okay." The clown laughed nervously, "Your parents will never be lucky enough to live opposite Superman, what a pity—"

Li Wente: "..."

Li Wente, who was silenced, didn't know how to tell the dedicated villain in front of her. Her parents just moved a few days ago, and the opposite door is really Superman... Even if you plant bombs in the entire neighborhood, Kong Kenan will not Letting you touch the territory covered by him is a little hairy.

This is the principle of the socialist superman.

Fortunately, soon, the clown's people notified him of the news.

The interception failed, and there lived a monster boy whose eyes could shoot lasers at the opposite door.

The clown still maintained a smile on his face, but kicked the chair in front of him to pieces!

He walked up to Li Wente in a few steps, tore off the tape on Li Wente's face, and said softly, "It's okay, but at least your death can bring me a little bit of fun."

Li Wente couldn't help coughing, feeling that the other party was pinching her neck tighter and tighter, she struggled and said, "You...can't...can..."

The clown seemed to have heard some joke: "What? I can't? No, no, no, no...you are so underestimated——"

The clown found that his fingers really couldn't go any further!

He let go of his hand, looking in amazement at his hand that completely ignored his self-awareness.

"Whoa...seems like Batman doesn't just don't understand you—"

He drew out his pistol and aimed it at Li Wente's forehead!

The bullet grazed Li Wente's head and fired into the wall.

Li Wente looked at the clown calmly: "I told you, you can't do it."