The Collection of The End

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Gotham, Crime Lane.

"surprise!"

With exaggerated shouting, a gentleman in a tuxedo and a woman in an evening gown fell in front of Bruce Wayne, the woman breaking the pearl necklace around her neck before she fell.

"[What does this mean?]" Bruce in the bat armor made a hoarse voice with the voice changer in his throat.

This device was made on the advice of Alfred. After all, Batman always has to talk when fighting crime, and he has to distinguish it from Bruce Wayne's voice. If you don't use the device for a long time and speak directly with your throat, right The vocal cords are not good.

Today is the first anniversary of Bruce's debut as Batman. Since it was barely an anniversary, he made up his mind to visit the place where his parents were killed, but he met a lunatic who was acting here for no reason.

"What? Can't you see it? Batman, of course it's a gift! It's—oh, sorry, a gift shouldn't know what it was given for."

Opposite the bat is a man in a strange attire, a thin man in a long purple suit, with dyed green hair, a pale clown makeup, a funny red nose, and a waving hand With a strangely shaped pistol.

"Little, Mr. Clown, we have done as you ordered, please—"

"No speaking on gifts!"

The man with clown makeup shot two people who pretended to be on the ground, and they fainted after a while in their throats.

Batman looked at him silently, waiting for the next paragraph.

When he went out to learn the arts, he thought that the biggest enemy of Gotham was the various gangs headed by Falcone, but after a detailed understanding, he found out that Falcone actually maintained the balance of the gang, if he was arrested or Get killed, and Gotham will be thrown into chaos until the next "Godfather" comes along.

Before becoming Batman, he thought that Gotham's biggest enemies were those who planned criminals, but it took less than a year for these criminals to disappear in Gotham, and he heard from those gang leaders more than once. When it comes to the rumors of "Bat Demon", they even reminded each other to "do illegal things in a legal way".

After becoming Batman, he believes that Gotham's biggest enemies are those unreasonable lunatics, they don't even have a special purpose, they just simply want to destroy, such as the "Scarecrow", "The Riddler", "The Riddler", who have been caught by him. "Mad Hatter" and "Penguin" who are about to beat up.

These people fit perfectly with what the Master told him, "lawful evil," "neutral evil," and "chaotic evil."

Now, there's another weird clown who doesn't seem to fit into any of the above categories.

"Happy birthday! Batman!" said the man in clown makeup with open arms, and then turned pale: "What! Batman didn't even try to rescue these two poor hostages!"

Batman is not surprised that this person can guess his identity. Anyone with a heart can infer who he is from his height and size, as well as the cost of a bat series of equipment.

While Batman doesn't think he understands the lunatics, it's "Batman" and not "Bruce Wayne" that they want to beat, that's for sure.

Those who can decipher him cannot deduce his identity, and those who can deduce his identity will not deduce his identity.

Well, try talking to this new lunatic and see what his purpose is. .

"[Your gun is too light to fire live ammunition.]" Batman answered the Joker's question.

"You underestimate 'Black Jack'!" The Joker pointed his gun at Batman: "In addition to anesthesia needles, it can also fire trackers, tear gas, pepper and lime!"

Batman raised his hand and flew out a bat dart and blasted the gun.

Bang!

"Cough-cough! Bah-bah! Evil--" The clown started coughing and dancing in a cloud of pepper and tear spray.

"[You should be thankful that you are not carrying a lethal weapon,]" Batman said. "[Otherwise you would have appeared on the street lights outside the police station.]"

"Damn! I'm acting so hard, why don't you want to laugh?" The clown raised his hand and fanned the tear gas around him: "Why so serious?"

"[Because your performance is lame,]" Batman replied, "[A circus with a little taste won't let you play.]"

"What!" The clown fell to his knees as if struck by lightning.

Two seconds later, he stood up, pulled out a small tape recorder from his pocket, and played an audio clip of thunder.

Boom! Click!

"What!" The clown fell to his knees.

"[...]" Batman was silent for a few seconds: "[If you have nothing else, I'll go first.]"

"Oh no! Wait! You haven't eaten your birthday cake yet!" The Joker jumped up from the ground, rummaging in his suit pocket, then raised his hand and threw something at Batman.

That's a real gun.

Batman's eyes narrowed, he raised his hand and threw out a bat dart with a chain, and rolled the gun into his hand. The feel and simple inspection results proved that it was a real guy.

"Hey, don't stare at the cake knife, here's the cake~" Joker pointed to his head: "My name is Joe Kerr, the one who killed your parents back then~ Come on, cut this piece Cake, you can—"

Bah!

"..." The clown looked up dumbly, then raised his hand and touched the bullet-scorched hair on top of his head.

"[You bet I won't shoot, and I bet you have no bullets in your gun,]" Batman looked at the gun in his hand: "[It looks like we all lost.]"

"Hehe...hehe...hahahaha!" The clown rolled on the ground while holding his stomach while laughing wildly.

"[In addition, the person who killed my parents was called 'Joe Chill', he did not survive the second day, I suggest you confirm the source of intelligence,]" Batman dropped the gun in his hand: "[ If you're like any other lunatic who wants to be beaten up by me and hang in front of the police station, you could have threatened that couple with guns instead of letting them pretend to be my parents and put on a lame show."

"Oh, Batman, Batman~" The Joker rolled around a few more times, and when he saw Batman turned to leave, he jumped up: "A poor clown is doing such a great job in front of you, for God's sake, Smile at him~"

Batman stopped, was silent for two seconds, then turned to face the Joker.

He raised one hand and pushed up the corners of his mouth with his thumb and forefinger.

"His—" The clown widened his eyes, took a deep breath, and passed out.