Chapter 124

In one second, Yilin came up with three solutions for the time being.

Scheme A: hide directly.

Plan B: say a spell.

Scheme C: show a card.

Among them, if scheme C is subdivided, it can be divided into C1-C4.

At least.

Between the lightning and flint, the time was too short, and Yilin had no time to make more plans.

If the real Bruce Wayne, Irene may not have enough time to think about how to deal with the current situation.

The premise is——

Is this the real Bruce Wayne?

In the twinkling of an eye, the dark bat motorcycle has swept in with terrible waves!

Yilin didn't hesitate any more, and decisively started "running fast" and "walking with each other".

In the eyes of "Batman", that hateful "riddle gentleman" disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Derivative application——

The shadow left a mark!

Now "like a shadow" has been easily upgraded to Max by Yilin.

This is not the same as when derivative applications were first developed.

When the sense of existence drops by 100%, even if she uses her skills face-to-face, even if she can't "unscientificly" disappear in the other party's eyes, she can make her sense of existence blur for a moment in the other party's "perception".

Let alone in this high-speed relative motion.

"Batman" and "riddle gentleman" passed by wrong. In his retina, there was such a moment that he could not capture the figure of "riddle gentleman" in less than a second.

The night in Gotham is too dark.

Riddle gentleman's clothes are too black.

Moreover, "Batman" is not used to the narrow vision after wearing a mask.

Various conditions led to "Batman" slightly skewing the front of the car and passing directly by Yilin!

Zi——

But after the wrong body, Batman also recovered in the shortest time.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, an uncontrollable madness appeared in his eyes.

"Die die --"

Batman suddenly took out a strangely shaped pistol from his waist.

What is filled inside... Is a special armor piercing bullet!

Even the armor of a tank can't be pierced with one shot, but it can also make a pit!

No matter how amazing the riddle gentleman's riddle is, no matter how magical the riddle gentleman's means are, Batman believes that no one can block armor piercing bullets with his flesh.

Riddle gentleman must die!

Otherwise, I'm sorry for the majority of Gotham citizens!

"Let the world feel pain from now on!"

“？？？”

Duang！

He... Suddenly disappeared!

It was pitch black!

"Gee, it's just blinding."

Batman suddenly heard a dissatisfied voice in his ear.

He suddenly felt something sting at the edge of his neck.

No, that's a knife!

"Let the world feel pain from now on!"

Batman hasn't had time to regain his sight.

The riddle gentleman's inexplicable lines came to my ears again.

Again, again!

The next second, "Batman" had a loud noise in his head and could no longer open his eyes.

From now on.

……

[gain confusion value + 20!]

When the mosquito leg like chaos value acquisition prompt sounded, Yilin finally stopped the dagger stirred wildly in the mouth of "Batman".

Under the mask, the mouth was bloody, and red and white things spewed out of it.

"I didn't expect this' bat suit 'to be hard? Does it reduce damage attribute?"

If you didn't want to destroy this equipment with "killing skills", it might not be so laborious.

Yilin laboriously pulled the "bat suit" from the "Batman".

Behind the mask, there was a familiar face of Yilin.

"Sure enough, it's you..."

Behind the mask, it's not Bruce Wayne at all.

But——

James Gordon, Jr.

Therefore, there is no point reward for killing "fake Batman" except a little chaos value reward.

Because... Little James Gordon is not an old legend at all.

Through that look, Yilin recognized the man in bat battle clothes. He was not Bruce Wayne at all.

He had a drink with Bruce Wayne.

Erin was convinced that Bruce Wayne would never look at himself with such hatred.

Even if Irene committed a heinous crime in Gotham.

All Bruce Wayne cared about was the answer to that riddle.

Little James Gordon's expression before he died... It's hard to say.

Yilin looked at it and felt... Quite oppressed.

Poor sheriff.

Yilin thought for a moment. He didn't know if it was the reason why the declining charm value made him brush up his hatred value, which had become more and more skilled.

Basically, if you make a little difference, you will be hated by the characters in the trial and never die.

Just like Nie Hongxiu in the ghost fog mountain

And little James Gordon of Gotham

In fact, Yilin is also very helpless.

This apocalyptic Knight template seems to be such a ghost animal setting.

Erin silently touched the body of little James Gordon.

Kill and touch the body without leaving a name.

——Good habit.

……

[bat suit · change]

[grade] epic

[limit] male, fit, charm value greater than 5.0.

[durability] 27643000

[effect] strength + 30%, agility + 30%. "Nocturnal", "slow descent", "blunt damage absorption", "sharp damage reduction".

[note] can you cos Batman? Don't you have any points in mind? Put it on, you are the most mysterious boy at night.

……

“？”

After reading the "bat suit · change" in his hand, Yilin suddenly had the illusion that he was offended by some kind of malice in the world.

And slowly played a question mark.

Charm value must be greater than 5.0 to equip?

Who do you despise?

Epic level is epic because the existence of this equipment represents a "history".

Nature has a unique "personal color".

Like the "question mark Scepter" in Yilin's hand, or the "bat suit change" in front of him.

Or have strict equipment restrictions.

Or have complex ways of use.

Of course, there are some types of relaxed, mindless, simple and pleasant.

Nothing is absolute.

Before, Yilin had heard of a more absurd equipment restriction in the circle.

Someone once obtained a "curse type" equipment, which can curse all people named "Zhang San" face to face.

However, when the attributes of this equipment were revealed, there was no apostle named "Zhang San" since then.

"Eh?"

wait.

Yilin suddenly took out another epic equipment.

Carefully compared three times.

"Do you mean --"

Yilin's pupils shrunk and "Bo" turned into a gray card. On the card surface is a set of dark and mysterious bat armor, which is lifelike.

He hurried to the bat motorcycle and fished it out without hesitation.

……

[congratulations on getting the "Mount card"... "Bat motorcycle"!]

“！”

……

……

meanwhile.

Wayne building.

Tonight.

On Bruce Wayne's bed, there is rarely a girl lying on it.

He sat alone in the dark room, drinking red wine alone.

He doesn't quite remember the year of Raffi... It's not expensive anyway.

Outside the Wayne building, it's already crazy.

Looking down, explosions occurred from time to time, and the firelight of guns flickered in the night sky.

Bruce Wayne was completely silent.

He vaguely felt that Gotham tonight was far more crazy and disorderly than Gotham 20 years ago.

It's like a virgin who has been depressed for 20 years. When he suddenly faces dozens of sexy girls, he bursts out of madness.

Although this metaphor is a little inappropriate.

But the city of Gotham does bring Bruce Wayne this sense of vision.

"Old friend, it turns out that you are wrong."

Bruce Wayne sighed, raised his red wine glass and saluted the mayor's house from a distance.

Not long ago, he was unable to call James Gordon.

That's Bruce Wayne's special communication tool.

It cannot be shielded by ordinary means.

In other words... Something happened to old Gordon.

On this crazy Gotham night.

"Now that you're here, why don't you have a drink?"

Bruce Wayne suddenly chuckled and turned around.

In the corner of the room, I don't know when, stood a funny clown in a purple suit.

"Hee hee, good evening, my dear Bruce Wayne... Retired Batman..."

Pop.

The wine glass fell on the expensive carpet in an instant.

The dark red wine immediately stained a large stain on the carpet.

no

How is that possible?

Bruce Wayne's fingers trembled slightly.

impossible!

He saw that one "robbed" the "joker" of GBC broadcasting company last night, and he didn't show such a frightened expression.

In fact, there are few things in the world that can make Bruce Wayne's mood fluctuate violently.

The criminal who played joker was very similar to the former joker in appearance, clothing and tone.

But in fact, it's just like.

Bruce is most familiar with joker. After comparing with the madman in his memory, he is sure that Joker last night is not the real madman.

Besides, Bruce Wayne is sure.

Twenty years ago, he broke through Joker's chest with his own hands.

Killed Joker himself.

At the same time, it also violates the justice he has always adhered to.

When Batman's hands are stained with blood, he is no longer Batman.

And no longer deserve justice in the dark.

Because the moment he killed Joker himself, he was no different from the criminals he punished.

Therefore, there are only rumors that Batman and the clown died together 20 years ago.

Because this is the official information he asked old Gordon to release.

After that night, Batman completely disappeared in Gotham after he locked all the crimes in the Akam madhouse.

Never again.

Anyway, the clown is dead.

He's sure.

But——

In front of this clown in a purple suit, Bruce was shocked when he looked up and laughed.

Both reason and every cell trembling involuntarily seemed to tell old Bruce——

He's Joker!

The real Joker!

"No way! Who are you? Joker is dead! I'm sure!"

"Hey, hey, my dear Bruce... Whysoserious?"

With a smile, the clown walked out of the darkness and showed a strange and morbid smile on his face, but his eyes showed all kinds of complex emotions.

With three points of exclamation, three points of happiness, three points of regret, and one point of madness that is difficult to suppress.

All kinds of complex emotions appeared on a distorted face covered with paint.

Even the former Batman, Bruce Wayne, couldn't see through the clown's inner world through those eyes.

Bruce Wayne took a deep breath.

Soon he calmed himself down.

He has seen superheroes active in other cities before.

Like a fast runner.

Another example is running out of the Amazon jungle.

More floating from the bottom of the sea.

The world is not normal.

After a brief shock, Bruce Wayne suddenly sank his face.

"As far as I know, Joker died that day twenty years ago. I personally... Burned his body. Who are you...?"

"Hey, guess what? Bruce, we're old friends!"

Suddenly.

Joker put on another kind smile and another peaceful tone, smiled and said, "Lord Bruce, who am I...?"

This kind smile, combined with the funny and strange clown on his face, is incomparably weird.

"Jack Kretz!"

Bruce Wayne's pupils constricted: "Kretz... Jack crazy? Joker crazy?"

"Bingo - that's right!!! Jie Jie - congratulations to my wise lord Bruce Wayne for solving the great joker's puzzle. Next, hee hee, it's time to give awards to my dear Bruce!"

Joker moved and moved very quickly. When Bruce Wayne reacted, Joker held a syringe in his hand and stabbed Bruce Wayne in the neck.

In the twinkling of an eye, the dark green liquid in the syringe gurgled into Bruce Wayne!

"You!"

Bruce Wayne suddenly squatted on the ground.

She trembled violently.

That head of white hair became golden again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The slightly shriveled body, driven by drugs, became full again in a few seconds. Under the loose bathrobe, streamlined muscles were revealed. The seemingly tempered body was full of explosive power.

Bruce Wayne seemed to feel that the power that had been lost for many years was pouring out of his body, endless, like that power, endless.

Peak?

no

This power is far more terrible than his peak state.

Pop, pop, pop.

Bruce Wayne stood up slowly, his back straight, and his sharp eyes were like two sharp mangs coming out of the scabbard when he raised them to stare at Joker, which filled the surroundings with a kind of solemn atmosphere.

Click, click, click.

Bruce Wayne clenched his fist.

Shake your legs again.

This feeling is wonderful.

This is the body of youth.

Five!

No, I'll hit ten!

No, no... twenty!

Bruce Wayne was so excited that he almost roared.

But after all, he is Bruce Wayne, who once feared the existence of all forces in Gotham.

Fighting, firearms, willpower and endurance can be called the existence that reaches the peak of mankind.

He used the shortest time to suppress the ecstasy in his heart. He did not forget that in the room, there was a figure who could be called his lifelong enemy.

"Why?"

"Because - love!"

Joker suddenly laughed wildly, turned his palm, and a sharp dagger slipped from the cuff of his suit. The whole person was like a ghost and rushed to Bruce Wayne in an instant.

But Bruce Wayne's state today is no longer comparable to that of a few minutes ago.

It is no exaggeration that he feels even stronger, more durable and stronger than Batman in the past.

This feeling is like rebirth!

But in any case, he couldn't figure out why Joker wanted to do this for himself.

He couldn't figure it out. That night, he killed Joker himself. Who was joker in front of him?

He also wondered what the medicine Joker injected himself was that could make him regain his youth.

All these... Are mysteries that will not be solved for a while and a half.

Bruce Wayne has no time to think.

Because, at this moment, the clown has wrestled with him.

The whole city of Gotham believes that Joker can become the former king of darkness because of his crazy will and treacherous criminal means.

But Bruce Wayne knows.

The real Joker is also a master of fighting!

A monster who can match him in wisdom and strength!

And... Crazy and unscrupulous monster.

But gradually, it turned out that Bruce Wayne had the upper hand. Joker's speed became slower and slower. Many of Bruce Wayne's heavy fists fell on joker.

Click.

Suddenly.

Bruce Wayne felt something wrong.

His recent punch clearly broke Joker's ribs.

But Joker just laughed wildly, vomited a mouthful of blood, and then got up again. It seemed that he was not affected at all.

“？”

Joker suddenly smiled and pointed to Bruce Wayne's arm.

Bruce Wayne looked down.

There's a wound there.

I don't know when it was cut by Joker's dagger.

"This kind of injury..."

He was trying to say that the injury was not painful at all.

But the next moment, his pupils narrowed sharply and his mouth opened in horror.

Injury, injury, the wound is healing quickly!

“Surprise~~~”

Joker suddenly laughed wildly. In Bruce Wayne's horror, while the man with iron will relaxed for a moment, he suddenly flashed in front of Bruce Wayne and opened his arms.

be close by!

Bruce Wayne can even clearly distinguish the wrinkles squeezed out by poor cosmetics on Joker's face.

"I came to 'this one' Gotham... For a long time... Hee hee..."

"Your father, Thomas Wayne."

"Your mother, Martha Wayne, hey, with all due respect, she's really beautiful..."

"Your wife, Catwoman, Selena Kyle... Hey, she's really hot!"

"Your old housekeeper, it seems... Called Alfred?"

"Actually... I planned their death! Jie --"

Joker smiled.

He took the initiative to cut the dagger into his chest.

Cut it a little bit along the texture of the skin.

Behind the texture is the pale ribs.

Joker suddenly exerted himself.

He threw the dagger aside.

Follow the two rows of ribs and open your chest hard.

There——

There is a bright red heart.

Poop, poop, poop!

Joker looked up, smiling as before.

"Look, Bruce, hey, I do this because of love!"

Boom!

For a moment, Bruce Wayne's mind flashed like a bolt from the blue!

He had long felt that the deaths of those around him were unusual.

It seems that a black hand behind the scenes is manipulating everything.

It's just that even Bruce Wayne can't find out the real reason for all this.

Coincidence... It's really just like coincidence.

He suddenly realized that Jack Kretz, as an "old friend of his father" and a kind doctor, wandered around Bruce Wayne many years ago!

No flaw!

"Hey, hey -" joker suddenly smiled coldly and lowered his voice.

"My dear Bruce, Jie Jie... Tell you a little secret. You killed Joker, and I, hey, hey, Joker... But it's' another 'Joker -"

“！”