Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 169 The sense of mystery disappears, and the sense of threat is gone
Du Mu let go of the letter in his hand, and the letter immediately turned into a thousand paper cranes and flew towards the target on the address.

It’s not far from the home of the Flash Barry Allen, only about four or five streets away.

Du Mu followed the thousand paper cranes and used his magic power mixed with mental power to cover the room where the clown was.

Then he raised his eyebrows slightly.

There were all kinds of paper-cuts, newspapers, and portraits of people on the walls and floor of the house.

These characters include men and women, young and old, black and white, and Asian and white, like broken puzzle pieces, surrounding the question mark in the middle.

【flash?】

This is about searching for the Flash in Central City, but not knowing the Flash's specific identity?
Du Mu was now certain that the Joker had only obtained information about the Court of Owls, and at most knew about those who never concealed their identities. Once they were slightly concealed, coupled with the differences in the parallel worlds, the Joker would not know the specific information about the other party.

And in this room, there was a clown looking at these portraits and cutting newspapers leisurely.

When he saw the thousand paper cranes flying in, he was slightly stunned, then stretched out his green-gloved hand and caught the slowly falling paper crane in his hand.

"Little guy, are you lost?" The clown touched the head of the paper crane, and the paper crane seemed to melt, instantly spread out and turned into an envelope.

The Joker blinked and a smile appeared on his face.

"Eh? It's a letter for me? How rare, is it from dad? Of course, I'm not sure which one it is, hehehe..."

Du Mu did not kill the clown directly.

Because he suddenly realized that he didn't know this clown.

The clowns that were killed in Gotham before had one thing in common with Black Mask... they were all criminals.

Some of them escaped from Arkham Asylum with him, while others were just prisoners in ordinary prisons.

When Du Mu came to this world one time, he encountered the scene where Batman mobilized the entire Gotham file to track down a criminal, and inadvertently memorized the appearance of all the criminals in Gotham... Of course, he didn't remember it deliberately, but he could always remember it when he saw it again.

Previously, the Jokers in Gotham had only two things in common: one was that they were all young white men, and the other was that they were all criminals.

Is this clown racist and sexist?
In addition, some of those criminals are very thin and weak, not even as good as ordinary people, so it is not because the criminals have stronger physical fitness.

Du Mu pondered for a moment, and his subconscious experience was mobilized, and he thought of a possibility...

The clown who was infected all over the world this time was most likely the talk show host. He kept talking about the audience on stage, and kidnapped families with only children, which didn't seem to be considerate of ordinary people.

Does the Joker think that criminals are his peers, actors like himself, and that ordinary people are objects of interaction and audiences... No, they should be important props, and only in front of Batman can he consume them to mobilize Batman's emotions?

Of course, this is just Du Mu's psychological profile based on the information of the clown. Whether it is true or false is actually not that important. As long as it makes sure that no ordinary people are hurt at the moment.

Du Mu made sword gestures with his hands and raised his hand. The clown, who was originally trying to open the envelope with great interest, suddenly fell to the ground with a scream.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The clown felt severe pain in his limbs. He looked down and found that he was now like a worm crawling on the ground.

All his limbs were chopped off and fell to the ground.

After the clown screamed at the beginning, it gradually turned into laughter. He said with a strange smile: "Ha, a freak show? Actually, I'd rather be the host."

Du Mu put Jason, who was still immersed in the excitement brought by the ten times the speed of sound, on the ground and warned him not to follow him into the house this time because the scenes inside were too stimulating for a child.

Although killing someone is more extreme than crippling someone, the forms of expression are different after all.

Du Mu slowly floated into the room. The clown was lying on the ground. When he heard the noise, he immediately looked up and saw a figure in a robe, standing against the sunlight.

The clown immediately sighed: "Tsk, boring, it's you, you came here so quickly... Could it be that..."

He opened his mouth and gathered the muscles in his cheeks, not sure if it was because of pain or because his whole body was twitching from laughter.

"Could it be? Could it be? There are already fireworks to watch in Gotham?"

"Why hasn't it appeared on the news yet? I wonder how much innocent blood is on your hands? What do bats think of you? Can you tell me? Can you tell me? I'm curious! I'm very curious!"

Du Mu ignored him for the time being, and instead looked up at the various cut-out photos in the room, noticing that Barry Allen was indeed among them...

I don’t know whether the Joker was just guessing or had some real calculation method, but he actually included the real Flash in the screening range.

If he were given more time, could he really find Barry Allen?
However, since we don't even know the Flash's true identity, we don't know how he got his super powers. Therefore, even if he is infected with the Joker, he probably won't become the Joker Flash.

Du Mu said, "Why are you looking for the Flash? Aren't you obsessed with Batman? Are you interested in other superheroes as well?"

The clown was already pale, and now despite the severe pain all over his body, his expression remained unchanged and he laughed strangely.

"Hehe, you know them too? Yes, you came from another world, of course you know them, so can you tell me who the Flash is? There will be prizes in this quiz."

In comparison, the clown is not too concerned about how Du Mu finds himself or his situation.

Du Mu had already allocated a part of his magical power at this time, and as a transparent incarnation, he went to the local police station to check the criminal's files.

He did not kill anyone until he was sure whether the other person was an ordinary person infected with the Joker virus or a criminal infected with the Joker virus.

Du Mu sat on the sofa where the Clown originally sat. The Clown should have obtained the information about himself from the Court of Owls.

At this time, the incarnation has arrived at the police station and started looking through the information, which only takes about 3 minutes.

There were no other clowns in the central city, so Du Mu had some time to have a brief chat with the clown.

Du Mu's high-temperature magic had been used to stop the bleeding of the clown's wound. Although it looked miserable, the scene was not bloody at all, just very weird.

The clown squirmed and crawled towards his arm, and his arm was even twitching nervously.

Maybe if he could really touch his own arm, he could use the Dionysus factor to reattach the remaining limb.

Du Mu didn't care about it and said, "You don't have to worry about what's happening in Gotham. Although I killed those clowns, the bomb didn't explode. Now the people of Gotham are still enjoying a wonderful nightlife."

The little girl was annoyed and immediately frowned. She stopped crawling and said viciously, "It's boring, so boring... As expected, only bats are interesting. I'll ask the female security guard to kick you out of the theater."

Du Mu raised his eyebrows: "Who is the female security guard?"

The Joker immediately smiled and said, "Hehehe, who else could it be? Of course it's this world's immune system, the supreme goddess who defeats the invaders from another world, Wonder Woman of Paradise Island~"

Du Mu also smiled and said, "Really? Isn't it Supergirl, Kara Zor-El?"

The clown's smile froze, and he said irritably, "Spoiler dog! Spoiler dog! There's no fun in guessing puzzles! Don't you know you have to cooperate with the magician when you perform on stage? You have no manners, and you have a corrupt morality!"

After saying that, the Joker looked at Du Mu again, and began to laugh strangely and provocatively: "Don't you want to know why I'm looking for the Flash? I won't tell you. Don't you have the ability to read minds? See if you can get these contents from my head yourself, hehe..."

Du Mu straightened his gown and said casually, "No wonder you like to cause trouble for Batman in every world. It seems that you prefer opponents who can follow your thinking."

"Too bad, I'm not Batman... or Superman."

Du Mu looked at the clown and said calmly, "I know that the clown virus in you can even infect your mind, so don't expect me to read your mind."

The clown's expression became completely gloomy.

It seems that his smile is only permanent for Batman.

"I just did a little experiment... As expected, even laughter can affect the spirits of people around you. You rely on this to gather thugs as thugs every time you commit a crime, right?"

The Joker didn't answer.

But Du Mu was sure that his idea was correct...those low-level drug addicts and gangsters, no matter how stupid they were, would never follow a boss who would never pay them.

However, the Joker always has a steady stream of followers. Du Mu didn't think about it at first, thinking that it was a convention in superhero works that villains' organizational structure was not considered. But today, facing the Joker directly solved this puzzle.

This makes the Joker virus seem a bit mysterious.

Thinking back to the game I played in my previous life, the Joker virus manifested itself in the form of the previous Joker constantly whispering in my ear...

Du Mu has reason to believe that every time the Joker virus changes a new host, all the memories and experiences of the previous Joker will be spread to the new host.

It is obvious that each clown has not undergone long-term training, nor has he learned various professional knowledge. Before becoming a clown, they were just frustrated petty criminals or actors.

Once he becomes the Joker, he can fight against the top martial arts master and fighting genius Batman, and can also create various weapons and traps that Batman has to be cautious of. And these traps are often simple and classical.

Either you believe that the Joker is a super genius who crushes Batman, or that the Joker inherited all the wisdom and experience of the previous Joker.

Du Mu was more willing to believe the latter.

Of course, the Joker virus definitely has its limitations… it can probably only transfer knowledge backwards, rather than physical fitness, otherwise it would just be a crazy way to stack people with super powers, which is definitely not lacking in the DC world.

At the same time, the superimposed knowledge and wisdom may also make the clown even crazier.

After learning about the sources of the clown's wisdom, incitement, fighting skills, and hands-on ability, Du Mu smiled with relief.

When something loses its mystery, it also loses its sense of danger.

Du Mu looked at the clown at his feet and said in a relaxed tone: "To be honest, I used to think that you were either just an ordinary mentally ill criminal, or a cheating villain who had the director's authority, was given crazy backdoors, and could even read the script in advance."

"But today, after I got a rough idea of ​​your abilities, I found that... you're not that special."

Veins popped up on the clown's forehead instantly.

His eyes became bloodshot almost immediately and his teeth began to chatter.

It seems that Du Mu's words "You are not that special" are more lethal than cutting off his limbs.

The clown was about to start cursing, but Du Mu used his magic power to seal his mouth.

Of course, Du Mu was not afraid of trash talk, he just didn't want the opponent's clown virus to leak out of his body. At the same time, Du Mu casually said: "So that's how it is, this body is also a criminal... Then combined with my previous guess, I roughly understand."

"Besides the fact that ordinary people are valuable consumables, their wisdom and experience are not as helpful to you as the criminal experience of criminals, right?"

"What a spiritual swill bucket."

Du Mu sighed, and the next moment, the clown was shrouded in red magic power.

It's like a fully automatic incinerator.

Ensure that no cell or virus will survive.

At the same time, Du Mu also burned all the information about the Flash in the room.

He didn't have any thoughts about the Flash Barry Allen... The other party was only 10 years old now and he still had 8 years before being struck by lightning.

Of course, it is possible that there are not eight years. After all, this world is only similar to the movie version of the Flashpoint world, and Bruce eight years later will obviously not be as old as in the movie.

Just like the Marvel world where Banner lives, the movies that combine The Avengers and The Amazing Spider-Man are all just similar parallel worlds, not exactly the same.

But...if the general direction is correct, General Zod will probably invade the Earth in eight years.

Well, because it has been so long, Du Mu really can’t feel any sense of crisis.

Before that, there was the apocalypse of the mutant world.

After the incineration was completed, Du Mu left the house occupied by the clown and came to Jason.

At this moment, Jason was chatting with a child in pajamas.

The kid said in amazement, "Wow! You flew from Gotham to Central City in one night? According to your description, your flying speed must be supersonic! That's amazing! I wish I could fly that fast. I would travel around the world all day long."

Jason nodded perfunctorily, looking somewhat surprised and unnatural.

He didn't expect that the other party actually believed it...

Just now Jason was so excited that he wanted to show off to others, and was discovered by this sleepless kid. So he started bragging and talking nonsense. He was already prepared for the other party's questioning eyes, and planned not to explain at all, but just smile indifferently.

As a result, although the other party did not really believe it, he was very supportive and was still fantasizing about how he would use such speed if he really had it.

Jason had never been around such friendly peers before, and for a moment he didn't know what to say next.

Of course, in Du Mu's eyes, they are of the same age. Jason is already thirteen or fourteen years old, which is a little older than Barry Allen in this world.

The little boy was Barry Allen. Du Mu's attention was just on his external incarnation and observing the clown's spirit and laughter, so he didn't notice that Barry Allen actually got up and chatted with Jason for a few minutes.

When Jason saw Du Mu, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and waved to Barry Allen, saying, "Okay, I'm leaving now. I might go to Greece or Siberia. We still have to catch the bad guy organization that's running around the world."

Barry Allen was very polite and exclaimed "Wow~~~" with his eyes shining.

Du Mu smiled slightly. He could feel that Barry Allen didn't believe it... but he hoped that what Jason said was true.

It’s an age of fantasy.

So Du Mu did not hide his figure, but condensed colorful auspicious clouds directly under Jason's feet, which floated in the air.

Barry Allen: "Wow...Huh? Eh? Huh??"

Originally, he thought that the older boy was just like himself, just expressing his fantasies to others, so Barry reacted like that... because he also hoped that his friends would give him face in this way when he talked about those fantastic ideas.

I didn't expect... I was just playing around, but they were serious?

Du Mu condensed the magnetic coil and flew out with Jason in a whoosh.

It took him ten seconds to accelerate to Mach 1, and by the time the sonic boom occurred, he had already left the street where Barry Allen lived far away.

But this time, Du Mu deliberately made the auspicious clouds under his feet emit a strange glow.

Then, Barry Allen saw, under the starry night sky, a cluster of meteors lit up in the direction where the big boy left.

Barry Allen swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice: "Really...really supersonic flight? At least there is a flying machine. It's unreasonable to just fly directly..."

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Jason looked behind him and saw that the scenery was moving away and shrinking at a very fast speed.

Du Mu smiled and said, "Why, you can't bear to leave the friend you just met?"

Jason said shyly and anxiously, "No! I just think he's weird. He actually believed everything I said. Don't be fooled by those drug sellers and money lenders on the street in the future!"

Du Mu shook his head: "Don't worry, the security in the central city is not that bad... maybe, anyway, he has his family to protect him, so it's okay for him to be simple."

Jason was stunned for a moment, then calmed down and stopped talking.

Yes, they have parents and a harmonious family, living in a prosperous and peaceful neighborhood. How can it be compared to the sewers in Gotham.

You and the other person are from two different worlds, so naturally you cannot have the same style of doing things.

During high-speed flight, time passes quickly and against the backdrop of the scenery in front of you, it seems to be running very fast.

It seemed to Jason that it didn't take long before the whole world became covered in snow. It seemed that the only two colors left between heaven and earth were the pitch-black sky and the gray earth, with the dynamic wind and snow serving as a transition in between.

Just then, a cluster of flashing red light attracted Jason's attention.

"arrive."

Du Mu deflected the light, hid his body, and floated above a large military base.

At this time, the entire military base was brightly lit with red light, explosions and flashing searchlights everywhere.

Du Mu used his magic power to detect the situation of the military base under his feet, and his expression changed slightly.

"No wonder... No wonder I felt something was wrong when my spiritual power enveloped the entire Gotham."

"It turns out that this group of super criminals are missing."

At this time, inside the military base, the crocodile man with keratinized skin allowed the Russian bullets to hit his body, rushed forward with a grin, and bit off the head of the enemy soldier.

Another man who was even stronger than the crocodile man and whose muscles were comparable to those of a smaller version of the Hulk, directly lifted a metal door as a shield and continued to destroy various defenses and buildings in the military base like a demolition tank.

A man holding a submachine gun hid under Bane's shield, leaned out the muzzle, and fired seemingly randomly, but each bullet accurately hit a Russian soldier's head, and even bounced off the wall to a dead corner that was originally out of reach of the attack.

And what they all have in common is... they all have pale faces and hysterical laughter.

In addition, there are countless clowns who use all kinds of fancy methods, such as throwing bombs, shooting, or simply engaging in hand-to-hand combat.

Well, they are all faces that I can remember.

It turns out that these guys were recruited by the Joker...

But they are not important.

Du Mu continued to explore deeper and finally found a spherical cage at the deepest part that his mental power could not penetrate.

This huge metal cage, in addition to steel and lead, seems to contain some material that isolates mental power, making it difficult for Du Mu's magic power to penetrate into it.

There were no gaps on the surface of the cage, but fortunately the ventilation seemed to be through the pipes of the giant ball cage hanging above. Du Mu found the air inlet along the pipes and finally probed his magic power into it.

Inside the metal cage, there is a thick metal pillar in the middle with several gaps on it, which are used for the people inside to breathe. Apart from that, there is nothing else for the people imprisoned inside, not even a single light.

Du Mu controlled his magic power and said, "Kara Zor-El?"

There was no movement.

Probably in a coma.

Just then, Du Mu noticed that a clown leisurely came to the metal cage and knocked on the door: "Hello? Cute little Superman? Are you there?"

"I'm so sorry to disturb your sleep before dawn, but I'm in a little trouble. I might need to borrow your power to help clean up the toxins in this world, hehe."

As he spoke, the clown in a cotton-padded jacket pressed the intercom in his hand.

"Come on, wake up our little Superman and let her join us..."

Of course there was also a clown on the other side, but he was actually a little hesitant.

"Do we really need Superman to join us? She won't just strangle Batman to death, will she? You know we definitely can't control the strength."

The cotton-coat clown said confidently, "Don't worry! I've read the records of the Court of Owls. In several worlds, we have been infected with Superman, but we were defeated by bats in every case."

"That's because those bats have mastered the art of dealing with Superman! He has Kryptonite!"

"We have that, too."

"Oh, that's right. It's okay then. After we get rid of that outsider, we can kill her. Hehehe."

After reaching a consensus, the breathing room that Du Mu had just explored along the pipe was suddenly pushed open by several clowns, who sprayed out green poison with a wicked grin.

Du Mu calmly intercepted all the clown viruses.

At the same time... the red magic power enveloped all the clowns in the entire military base.

(End of this chapter)