[Zhongyingmei] There is always a villain kidnapping me

"Joker escaped from Arkham Asylum again!!"

"The clown and other prisoners attacked the guards, broke through the protection of Arkham Asylum and escaped!"

"Gotham citizens, please pay attention to safety in the near future. If you notice suspicious persons, please stay away in time and notify the police!"

……

After Brody knew that Joe was the one who robbed banks many times, he realized that the other person had changed. He was no longer the introverted and a little cowardly person he once remembered, but he was considered a kind person. Maybe it was a series of blows. , Maybe the chemicals in the chemical pool hurt his nerves, turning Joe Kerr into a crazy person.

Since then, the Joker has become another feared name in Gotham. He frequently commits attacks, and because of his clever means, he causes more damage than ordinary criminals. Every time he appears, he It means the disappearance of at least ten lives.

Of course, he was also captured by Batman and Brody.

When he caught the Joker for the first time, Brody wanted to ask him why he did these things, but in the end, when he looked at the pair full of madness and the emotions conveyed to him, he ended up with nothing ask.

Only those who have a conscience will have the possibility of going astray. If there is not even a trace of conscience, this person is hopeless.

Brody doesn’t actually have a no-kill rule, but because his brother is Batman, he is influenced by Batman and he won’t kill many times, even though he feels heavy every time he sees those dead people, Even angry, he finally handed the Joker to Batman, and Batman handed it over to the police.

Every time, because Gotham doesn't have the death penalty, the Joker ends up in Arkham Asylum.

Then after a while, I will see the news that the clown escaped from the madhouse again.

Back and forth, Brody was mentally exhausted.Sometimes he would think, is it really the right thing to insist on the principle of not killing?When he didn't work with Batman to stop those dark events, Brody was still able to firmly support all Batman's actions, but when he faced the passing of those lives and saw those who were tortured and died, he couldn't help it. His shocked heart made him feel confused.

"Crack."

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Superman who walked in from the outside saw his lover sitting on the hospital bed at a glance, and the mobile phone with the bright screen in his hand. With Superman's eyesight, he saw that very clearly. The clown with the maniacal grin on the front page, and the news that the clown escaped yesterday.

"You should rest for a while." Superman sat on the edge of the hospital bed, raised his hand to touch Brody's cheek with extreme restraint, and said warmly.

"From yesterday to today, I have slept long enough," Brody smiled, and then said seriously, "How are you talking about?"

"Most of the technology in that gadget comes from Krypton."

Bruce, who came in from outside the ward, said in a deep voice.

Brody opened his eyes slightly. He subconsciously looked at Superman, but he saw Superman nodded with a serious expression on his face, "I'm sure, there is a Kryptonian logo on it. I think there must be other forces behind this group of people. They, to be able to get what Zod and the others left on Earth, and use it, not only need power, but also money."

"After that battle, I asked the Wayne Group to collect kryptonite, and then the Stark Group also began to collect kryptonite." Bruce said.

Superman's expression remained unchanged, as if what the other party collected was not something that was harmful to him, and Bruce's tone was also indifferent, as if what he was talking about was not something that could make Superman weak.

Brody looked at Superman's face, then at Bruce's face, and finally said nothing wisely, and when he heard Bruce's next words, his expression gradually became serious.

"But later, we discovered that there was another force that was secretly collecting kryptonite, and it was much more than we collected, but we haven't found out who this force is, and none of us know that this force collects kryptonite. For what."

Without finding out the true face of this force, this is a sword of Damocles hovering over Superman's head. If the other party is malicious to Superman, no one knows when this sword will fall.

"...There is one thing that I haven't told you yet."

The two looked at Brody, Brody frowned, his face was still pale with little blood, "When I met Dormammu's men yesterday, their leader Casillas once said I said something..."

"Someone is following you too." Bruce said in a deep voice, taking Brody's words.

When Superman talked about things about himself, his expression didn't change, but when Brody was involved, especially Brody's fragile state at this moment, Superman was full of worry.

"After sending you to the hospital, Master Strange told us what happened, so we already know what Dormammu's men said." Superman said.

The dignified atmosphere spread in the ward. When Brody was thinking, Superman and Bruce looked at each other, and both sides realized what the other was thinking at the moment.

They all doubted whether it was the same force that did these things?

Of course, no one knows whether this conclusion is correct at present, and Brody also wants to find out, but at this moment, his body has once again become so fragile that he will vomit blood when he is slightly bumped, and because the system wants to hinder Doma Mu opened the crack from the dark dimension with the help of an instrument and couldn't get in touch. The only thing Brody could do was to wait for Bruce's investigation.

A deep sense of powerlessness swept over Brody. He knew how to attack others better - taught by Bruce - he possessed medical skills that could heal others as well as attack enemies, but his body , but made it very difficult for him to do anything, especially after losing the help of the system.

Brody didn't regret his original decision, what he hated was only his own powerlessness.

Bruce and Superman have left the ward, and Brody knows they still have a lot of work to do, but he can't help...

The weather outside the window was just right, the sunlight came in, and it slanted on his hospital bed. Brody looked down at the content on his phone, and it was still stuck on the news he had just read before Superman came in. The clown was grinning. Bright red lips parted in a nervous smile.

Recently, it seems that many malicious people have appeared in these few days...

……

"Hey Carl."

The reporter sitting in the cubicle raised his head and saw his colleague and friend Jimmy waving the documents in his hands, "Tonight we are going to the Lex Group with Editor-in-Chief Perry for an interview, don't forget to put on formal clothes. "

"The Lex Group?"

"Yeah," Jimmy shrugged, "they're having a party tonight."

Clark pushed his glasses and nodded, "I see."

When the hands of the clock turned to six o'clock, Clark came out of the apartment. His hair was simply done, and he also changed into a suit, but he was still wearing thick black-rimmed glasses, and the mobile phone in his hand was making a video call middle.

"Handsome, Clark, I hope I won't have a few more rivals by then."

A laughing and mocking sound came from the phone, and Clark couldn't help smiling when he heard the words. The blue eyes under the lens looked gently at the young man in the phone screen, "But you have always been the only one in my eyes."

"Wow—cough," the young man in the video smiled more obviously, but suddenly coughed halfway through the laugh, and after meeting Clark with a worried look, he said in a more relaxed tone, "It's nothing big Question, Clark, and good luck with your work."

Clark still said, "I will go to the hospital after the banquet is over."

Whether it's from the perspective of worrying about Brody or his own thoughts, Clark wants to do this, he wants to be by his lover's side.

After hanging up the call, Clark quickly rushed to the appointed place, and arrived at the magnificently decorated Rex Building with his boss and colleagues.

At the banquet, after speaking a few words as the host of the banquet, Lex walked off the stage to communicate with other people, and finally came to Clark with a warm attitude, "I really like you, Clark, I think we Maybe we can become good friends.”

Editor-in-Chief Perry was very surprised, but he saw Lex looking at him with a bright smile and said, "Oh, I don't know if Mr. Perry is willing to let me and Clark have a separate chat space, I promise, I have a big news to want To give to Clark, as a gift between friends."

"Uh," Editor-in-Chief Perry looked at Clark hesitantly, and finally made him agree out of the nature of a journalist, "if Clark doesn't mind."

Even though he said that, Clark knew that Editor-in-Chief Perry definitely wanted him to agree, so Clark didn't refuse.

The two of them left the crowd, walked through the corridor, and finally came to a room. Lex pushed open the door and made a sideways gesture of invitation. Clark walked in a few steps before hearing the sound of the door being closed behind him.

"I really want to be friends with you. Of course, the news I said is also true. However, the preparations for this news have just begun. Before everyone is in place, the scene cannot start."

Lex, who was standing behind Clark, said slowly.

Clark turned around, looked straight at Lex, and frowned, "Sorry, what did you mean by that, Mr. Luthor?"

Lex smiled at him

"No, you can understand, Superman."

In the next second, the entire room was filled with green gas gushing out!

……

"Still no other abnormalities found?"

Bruce looked at the checklist in his hand, frowning.

According to what Brody said, all the Rubik's Cube he had absorbed was used up that day in order to prevent Dormammu, so that his body would return to its previous state, and Bruce had a slight possibility to let the hospital Brody's physical condition was checked, but the result was still the same as before, and nothing abnormal could be found.

This also shows that the current technological level of the earth is still unable to provide any help to Brody's body.

Bruce put down the checklist in his hand, tapped his fingers on the table, thinking where else could he find an energy body similar to the Rubik's Cube, maybe SHIELD has other information?

Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. "Ah Choo!"

Just as Bruce was thinking, his cell phone rang.

The clown who escaped from the madhouse appeared, and he led the criminals who escaped from the madhouse with him to commit crimes like crazy!

Bruce stood up abruptly. He was about to leave in big strides, but his body suddenly stopped. He looked sideways at the ward where Brody was staying, with hesitation on his face, but the phone rang again. He picked it up and looked, but it was Message from Brody to himself

"Take them back to the madhouse, I know you want to do that."

"Me too." Followed by a smiley emoji.

Bruce pursed his lips and walked quickly to the elevator.

……

temple.

Casillas led his men to attack the temple again. To Strange's surprise, apart from magicians, there were obviously trained non-magicians participating in the battle, and there were a large number of them , attacking the remaining two temples at the same time.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. and the combined superheroes rushed to the battle site after hearing the news.

……

Batman galloped down the street and soon came to what was already a chaotic area.

When he caught the rioting criminals, he was shocked to find that there was no clown. His body froze in place, and an inexplicable sense of uneasiness seemed to turn into a hand that clenched his heart tightly. It made him feel like he was having trouble breathing.

The next moment, he rushed towards the Batmobile, the wheels turned amidst the roar of the engine, and left the area with a swipe.

Batman's hand gripping the steering wheel was trembling slightly.

no, don't...

However, when he rushed to New York and ran into the hospital, what he saw were doctors, nurses and patients who were in a coma. Some patients who were being operated on even died because the doctor fell to the ground, but it was Brody. There was no one in the ward.

……

When Brody regained consciousness, he felt that the soft bed under his body was no longer soft, but rough and cold. There was darkness around him, and there was no light. He tried to see clearly, but he couldn't see anything.He tried to prop up his body again, but felt that his body had lost strength, and he didn't even have the strength to control the flick of his fingers.

"Snapped."

"Hmm!" Brody squinted his eyes due to the sudden blinding white light above his head. Natural tears leaked from the corners of his eyes. He vaguely saw someone standing on his right. He recovered a bit from the stimulation, and when he squinted his eyes to look, the other person's face sent a chill down his spine.

"clown……"

"It's really sad, dear Brody," said the clown, but he smiled brightly, his white teeth gleaming coldly in the light, "I thought you would call me Joe , you know, when you first arrested me, you called me that—”

"The next few times you just call me the Joker along with Batman."

"Because you are no longer the Joe I knew." Brody said hoarsely.

The clown touched his chin, as if he was thinking. After a few seconds, his smile deepened, "You're right, I'm not that cowardly guy who is ridiculed. I'm smarter and crazier than him, so ,so--"

He leaned down suddenly, grabbed Brody's chin, and leaned close to Brody's face, his tone revealed intimacy, "I think our friendship can take a step further, dear, maybe we can become closer relationship~"

Brody wanted to turn his head away, but the clown roughly turned his head back, which made Brody frown suddenly.

The clown stared closely at the change in Brody's expression, his eyes lit up as if he had discovered some interesting toy, "Oh, look what I found—"

Brody's body still hadn't regained strength, he could only watch the clown straighten up, walked to a certain corner and turned over something, when he turned around again, he held a video camera and bracket in his hand and put it on the cloth. Fiddling with the iron bed on which Lody lay.

"You're going to like this thing, Brody, my dear Brody," the clown said urgently, his body even trembling because of the impatience, "You know, I struggled a lot to come up with this plan." It's been a long time-"

When he's done fiddling, he steps behind the camera and looks through the lens at Brody, who lies motionless, his bright red lips pulled to the max.

Brody stared silently at the camera with the red alert light on, feeling shrouded in malice.

"So, now, it's time for the audience to come out."

The clown took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

……

Rex Building, in a certain room.

Clark, whose forehead was dripping with sweat, felt something wrong with his body when he was enveloped by the green gas, not only the loss of strength, he even had a feeling of difficulty breathing, and severe pain spread from inside his body.

It's kryptonite gas!

"You..." Clark panted, staring at Lex, "When did you..."

"long time ago."

Lex shrugged, "I think you must think that your disguise is good, Superman, but you didn't realize the flaws you showed, just in that building attack."

Sweat oozed from Clark's forehead. He clenched his fists, stood up with all his strength, and rushed towards Lex. Lex unhurriedly took out his gun and pressed the trigger on Clark.

boom!

Clark's right chest was directly pierced by bullets, and blood splattered everywhere. The tall figure staggered back and slid down against the wall.

Lex put down his gun and was about to say something when the phone rang. He looked down and chuckled, "Everyone is in place, Superman."

Clark clutched his wound and looked at Lex with a pale face, but saw him put away his gun and go to the corner to fiddle with it. The original white wall was projected by the projector.

At the same time, Bruce, who rushed out of the ward and was about to leave, noticed that the screen in the hospital lobby flashed and turned into a magnified face——

Green hair, pale complexion, bright red lips and that exaggerated to nervous smile.

A sharp voice sounded in the hall.

"I know you're watching, Superman, Batman—"

The clown in the camera was grinning, and moved his body away, revealing the covered youth behind him. Batman froze on the spot, while on the other side, Clark's eyes under the lens widened suddenly, and his breath was choked!

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time—"

The clown opened his hand and sighed. He walked to the iron bed, touched Brody's cheek with his hand, and smiled.

"It's really not easy to take him out of your hands, but it doesn't matter, clowns always have good friends, and my friends enthusiastically helped me."

He took out a pair of gloves from his pocket, put them on slowly, then turned his head again, then squatted down under the iron bed and took out the iron plate containing the surgical instruments. Finally clapped his hands together.

"Okay, everything is ready to start."

He turned his head and smiled genuinely at the camera, full of joy, "I discovered a little secret about Brody baby, he is very sensitive to pain, I am very happy, because I can see His truest performance."

As he spoke, he took out a scalpel and cut it against Brody's clothes, exposing the young man's chest to the glare of the operating light.

"no no……"

Looking at this scene in the picture, Clark cried out in pain. He struggled to stand up, but because he inhaled more and more gas, he fell directly to the ground.

In the hospital lobby, Batman's eyes were covered with red blood. He looked at the camera and said hoarsely, "Ah Fu, have you found the place?"

"……not yet."

"..."

Brody could feel the cold touch of the tip of the knife against his skin, "Do you want... to kill me..."

"Oh, how could you think that, baby—" The Joker put his other hand on his chest, his initial hurt expression, "I just, want you and me to be together forever—"

In the next second, the tip of the knife cut Brody's skin.

"Well!"

The fragility of the body made the pain instantly magnified, and Brody's face turned white visibly!

The camera recorded every move of the clown, including how he slit Brody's chest, including how he stuffed a small object into it, including how he roughly sutured the wound, and he did not take any pain relief during the whole process The measures did not stop Brody's bleeding, and the crookedly stitched wound was still bleeding.

At the same time, what the clown said while doing these things was also recorded.

"Oh baby, you don't need to be patient, I know, you hurt, if you don't say it, how can I know how much you hurt, how can I understand if you feel when I know you are with Superman It hurts, they—”

The clown suddenly turned his head and looked at the camera with a shrill voice

"How could they understand my anger!!"

"You...you..." Brody's vision has become blurred due to the pain, and the strong malicious emotions coming from the clown's body kept pouring into his head, making him feel as if his brain was being stretched. It was like an explosion. In this state, he didn't even realize that when he opened his mouth, blood gushed out from his mouth.

"You...have... gone crazy..."

Even if he died of pain, he would not beg for mercy from this person.

The clown smiled, and he looked back at Brody. After a while, he smiled again, "It's okay, I can forgive you." He pulled off his clothes, only to see that there was also a surgical mark on his right chest.

"Look, I also installed it for myself. Since we said we would be together, how could I forget myself."

When he turned his head to look at the camera again, the clown's tone softened.

"I know you're watching, Batman."

"I gave Gotham little gifts that would give the citizens of Gotham a nice firework, and I gave myself and dear Brody gifts that will keep us together forever."

"Now, you have two options."

"Either go find my gift to Gotham, or come here."

He opened his hands, his smile twisted, and his voice suddenly became sharp

"Choose, Batman!"

"You can only choose. If I find someone who replaces you, I will press the button immediately, and both of you will lose the chance to choose!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

clown laughs out loud

"Look at this choice, Superman!"

"Do not--!"

Clark roared in pain. He struggled to get up from the ground, but Lex stepped on his back. The severe pain caused by the flow of kryptonite gas in his body made him unable to get away from Lex's feet at all, and tears burst from him. out of the eye sockets.

"No—! Save him, save him——!"

In the hospital lobby, Batman's face was already cold, his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, and his tightly biting lips were bloodstained.

Clowns do it on purpose.

Batman's heart fell into the ice cellar, and the coldness rising from his heart made his body tremble, and he fell into a painful choice.

He can't act rashly, he must be monitored by the clown, if he didn't make the choice according to the clown and left the hospital, Batman couldn't bear the consequences.

he……

Batman's lips exposed under the mask trembled, and there was a struggle in his eyes, and he was about to open his mouth.

"I……"

"Sorry, Batman—"

The clown on the screen suddenly spoke. He walked to the edge of the iron bed, propped his palms on the edge, and sat on it. With one hand, he touched Brody's sweat-drenched hair, which was already unconscious. With the other hand, he took out a button, He parted his bright red lips, and showed a big smile.

There was a chilling malice in those eyes.

"You're timed out."

The slender fingertips lightly pressed the button under the eyes of several pairs.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Explosions ring out amidst the clown's maniacal laughter!

Bang!

"Do not--!!!"

Lex looked down at Superman on the ground from high above, opened and closed his lips, and said softly

"Goodbye, Superman."

The green dagger stabbed into the back of the roaring man.