Dc Violence -Kun

Upstairs of the dilapidated residents, the bat lamp looked like a sky pillar and looked for a dark cloud, reflecting a huge bat.

Gordon pressed the Joker card tightly in his hand and looked up to the sky, expecting Batman's figure to fall from the sky.

"What's up?"

Suddenly, Batman's deep voice came from behind him.

Wearing bat gear, Batman turned into Batman, stepped on the dilapidated water tower on the top of the building, and the bat cloak fluttered in the wind, looking at Gordon condescendingly.

He fell lightly from the high-altitude, already mimicking and invisible Bat fighter. According to Batman's memory, he found a place that Gordon could not see as always, and then stepped forward, raising his posture, and flying his cloak in the dark. , With a somewhat mysterious and stalwart condescending, he asked Gordon.

Of course, it was also because of the way, and in the future, Gotham Badi will have to deal with Gordon, and will even hand Gotham to him in the future, so if you pass by, take a look at Gordon.

"Barbara was caught by the clown! I know she is Batgirl!"

Gordon gritted his teeth and looked back at Batman in pain.

It's really hard to predict what will happen when his daughter falls into the hands of the clown's neurosis.

"Save her, please!"

Gordon raised the big trump card in his hand, faintly with tears, full of the last hope.

Badi's eyes looked at the vicissitudes of Gordon in the dark, his eyes turned to the Joker playing card, and then he thought that the destination of the Joker was the General Directorate of Television. Xinxin already had some answers, and he said in a low voice: "Go back to watch TV! I will save her back."

After Bati finished speaking, he jumped back and disappeared from the dark night. From the shabby residential building upstairs, he unfolded the bat cloak and began to fall.

At this time, in the dark street, a Batmobile was at the far end of the road, like a ghost in the night, with a blue tail wing engine accelerating, and it sprinted in an instant.

Gordon was about to say that he also planned to save his daughter together. Before he had time to say, Batman jumped off the building. The speed of his reaction was unsatisfactory.

Gordon shook his heart.

I ran to the edge of the roof a few steps and saw Batman just falling on the driver’s seat of the Batmobile. Then he covered the bonnet of the Batmobile. In his shocked eyes, the Batmobile was flying in the dark. go.

Before long, it became a small dot, shining in the dark night.

"Master, do you think you really can fly? The speed was over 120 kilometers per hour just now. You can't just jump just to make the jump cooler."

Alfred was terrified. In the past, the master was very powerful, the human body was the limit, but he couldn't do such a thrilling behavior.

If there is a slight difference between the speed of the car and the physical fall, and it almost didn't fall into the driver's seat, then just finish playing.

Even if it falls into the driver's seat, it is equivalent to being hit by a functional speed of 120 kilometers. It is not cushioned by Guy Raf armor and the driver's seat.

"I have calculated everything and it's safe and sound."

Badi stiffened his waist, his spine clucked, and a comfortable feeling rushed to his heart directly from the tail keel along the spine. With the cushion of muscles and many instruments, after the angle he calculated, it was nothing more than A warm-up while.

He used Bruce’s body with the limit of humanity to do and calculate far more extremes than the original Batman. Some of the behaviors that outsiders saw were even thrilling to him. Within the safe range.

"Good, good! You Wuwei, you are great, you are omnipotent."

Alfred was helpless and continued: "From what I detected just now, the roof of the Gotham Television Directorate is already covered with bombs. There is no way to enter from there."

"See which floor the clown is on?"

"According to the surveillance and route of the black entry, the clown's figure appeared on the 3rd, 6, 7, 10, 15, and 17 floors. A group of clowns gathered on the 17th floor, so the clown was on the 17th floor?"

"Maybe, find out which floor can be broadcast live, such as the News Broadcasting Hall. Barbara was caught, and the Joker would want the whole Gotham to see the true face of Batman, maybe it has to be in the vast brothers. Citizen Tan abused Barbara in front of him."

"OK, so he will broadcast live, so we will exclude the 17th floor. The 17th floor is a place where a group of leaders have a banquet, so they are held hostage by the clown gang. The 10th floor is the live news room, and the 15th floor is the TV drama broadcast management. Maybe the clown is there."

"Very well, prepare to cover me with a remote control bat fighter. I will climb outside the building and find the clown."

"You're not going to jump off the building again, are you?"

"do not know."

Badi said indifferently, through the front windshield of the car, he could see the Gotham Television Directorate.

The building is much shorter than that of Wayne Enterprise and is not comparable.

Badi stopped the Batmobile in a hidden place, short stature, and in a corner, he observed two streams of air flowing at the door, and he was wearing blue security clothing.

The security guard looked bored. The hat on his head was tilted, and he was shaking with the baton. It didn't look like a security guard. The other was more presumptuous. He just squatted in a corner and smoked marijuana. Psychedelic enjoyment on the ground.

"It seems that the entire building is under the control of the clown gang. Five minutes later, Gordon will be notified to clean up the venue."

Badi glanced at the door and said in the communicator.

Immediately, he backed up two steps and turned on the thermal imaging detection of the bat helmet. Two suction cups appeared on his hand and he began to climb up the wall like a spider, climbing on the outside of the building. Every floor he climbed, Ba The emperor would place a small nerve poison gas inside, enough to make all ordinary people on a floor fall into nerve paralysis, temporarily coma, and unable to move.

…………

The twentieth floor.

In a dark room, a bright light fell from the roof, shining on the Batgirl Barbara wearing bat gear and lying unconscious on the bed. He was lying unconscious on a shabby square table, like Snow White. Sleepy.

On the side, there are quite a few, the backstage live broadcast staff trembled, and under the control of the clown's pistols, they began to prepare for the live broadcast.

"Headset... Ready to finish..."

"The camera is ready..."

"Cut off other broadcast TV..."

"You can... start broadcasting..."

The staff in charge of the camera trembled tremblingly.

The clown was dressed in a purple tuxedo, with algae-green hair on his head, specially trimmed and combed back, and his pale dyed face also looked a bit energetic.

He pointed at the camera staff lightly with his finger, and pouted: "Don't shake, don't be afraid, I just want to use this method to inform the little bat to have fun in the whole city."

The clown smiled and shook his fingers at the camera staff, then turned around, combed his trimmed green algae head with both hands, walked into the light beam, and started his host career.

With a snap of the clown's fingers, the live broadcast...began.

The face of the clown immediately appeared in Gotham, on the TV of every family.

"Everyone...you know that Bruce is Batman. I don't know how long it will take Batman to find me from now on?"

"Little Bat, I am looking forward to you."

"Now, let's play a game, Batgirl..."

Just when the clown was holding a scalpel and presiding over the Batwoman's face.

suddenly.

On the TV screen, a pistol came into the mirror quietly and pointed at the clown's temple.

"The game is over, Joker."

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