I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

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

Option A: Hide directly.

Plan B: recite a spell.

Plan C: Show a hole card.

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

At least.

In in a flash, time is too hasty, and Yi Lin has no time to make more plans.

If it is the real Bruce Wayne, Yi Lin may not have enough time to think about how to deal with the situation at hand.

The premise is--

Is this the real Bruce Wayne?

In a blink of an eye, the pitch-black bat motorcycle has swept over with a terrifying sound!

Yi Lin did not hesitate anymore, and decisively opened "Run Fast" and "Like a Shadow Following the Body".

In the eyes of "Batman", that hateful "Riddler Gentleman" disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Derivative use of Like a Shadow Following the Body-

Now "Like a Shadow Following the Body" has been upgraded to MAX by Yi Lin.

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

In the case of a 100% decrease in the sense of presence, even if it is face-to-face use of skills, even if Yi Lin cannot "unscientifically" disappear in the eyes of the opponent, he can still let his sense of existence be in the opponent's " "Perception" blurs for a moment.

Let alone in such high-speed relative motion.

"Batman" and "Riddler Gentleman" passed by. In his retina, there was such an instant, in less than a second, the silhouette of "Riddler Gentleman" could not be captured. .

The night of Gotham is too dark.

The clothes of the riddle gentleman are too dark.

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

Various conditions have caused the "Batman" to twist the front of the car slightly and pass directly by Yi Lin!

Zi -

But after the mistake, Batman also came back to his senses in the shortest time.

He clenched the teeth, and an unquenchable madness appeared in his eyes.

"die, die, die, die ――"

Batman suddenly took out a pistol with a strange shape from his waist.

What's inside...is a special armor-piercing projectile!

Even if it is the armor of a tank, even if it cannot be penetrated by a single shot, it can still make a hole!

No matter how amazing the riddle of the riddle gentleman, no matter how magical the riddle gentleman’s methods are, "Batman" believes that no one can block armor-piercing bullets with the fleshy body.

The riddle gentleman must die!

Otherwise, I am sorry to the general public of Gotham!

"From this moment on, let the world feel pain!"

"???"

Duang!

He... suddenly disappeared!

The darkness in front of you!

"Tsk, it's just blinding."

A voice of dissatisfaction suddenly came from Batman's ear.

He suddenly felt something sting on the side of his neck.

No, it is a saber!

"From this moment on, let the world feel pain!"

Batman has not had time to regain his sight.

The unfathomable mystery lines of the riddle gentleman came again.

Again and again, here again!

In the next second, there was a loud bang in "Batman" and he could no longer open his eyes.

From now on.

……

【Get chaos value +20! ]

mosquito legs like chaos value for tips sounded, Yi Lin was finally stopped in the "Batman" stir crazy dagger in his mouth.

Under the mask, that mouth is already bloody, and red and white things are spitting out from the mouth.

"Didn't expect this'bat battle clothes' to be so hard? Does it reduce the damage attribute?"

Yi Lin laboriously changed the "bat battle clothes" from the "Batman" "Pulled down.

Behind the mask, there was a face of Yi Lin that was quite familiar.

"It really is you..."

Behind the mask, it is not Bruce Wayne at all.

It's -

Jr. James Gordon.

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

Because... James Gordon, Jr. is not part of the "legacy of old" at all.

Through that look, Yi Lin has long recognized this person wearing bat battle clothes, who is not Bruce Wayne at all.

He had a good drink with Bruce Wayne.

Yi Lin is convinced that Bruce Wayne will never look at him with such hatred.

Even if Yi Lin committed a heinous crime in Gotham City.

The only thing the aging Bruce Wayne cares about is the answer to that puzzle.

The face of James Gordon Jr. before his death... It's hard to say a word.

Yi Lin took a look and felt... quite aggrieved.

Poor sheriff.

Yi Lin thought for a while, but I don't know if it is the reason for the declining charm value, so that he can use the hatred value, and he has become more and more proficient.

Basically, if you make a little difference, you will be hated by the characters in the trial, irreconcilable.

It’s like Nie Hongxiu in the ghost fog mountain......

And the young James Gordon of Gotham City......

Yi Lin is actually very helpless .

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

Yi Lin silently touched the corpse of little James Gordon.

Murder and corpse leave no name.

――Good habits.

……

[Bat battle clothes ・Change]

[Grade] Epic

[Limits] Male, body fit, The charm value is greater than 5.0.

[Durability] 2764/3000

[Effect] Strength +30%, Agility +30%. "Night Walk", "Slow Down", "Blunt Object Damage Absorption", "Sharp Object Damage Reduction".

[Explanation] Can you COS Batman, don’t you have any points in your heart? Wear it, you are the most unfathomable boy at night.

……

"?"

After reading this "bat battle clothes ・change" in his hand, Yi Lin was instantly kind to this world Some delusion of malicious offense.

And slowly typed a question mark.

Must the charm value be greater than 5.0 to be equipped?

Who do you look down on?

The epic level is an epic because the existence of this piece of equipment represents a period of "history."

Nature has a unique "personal color".

Just like the "question mark scepter" in Yi Lin's hand, or the "bat battle clothes ・change" in front of me.

Either have strict equipment restrictions.

Or it has a complicated way to use it.

Of course, there are also types that are easy, no-brained, simple and pleasant.

nothing is impossible.

Yi Lin had heard of a more absurd equipment restriction in the circle before.

Someone once acquired a "cursed" piece of equipment that was able to curse all the people named "Zhang San" face to face.

However, when the attributes of this equipment were leaked, there has been no apostle since then, called "Zhang San".

"Huh?"

Wait.

Yi Lin suddenly took out another epic equipment.

Carefully compared three times.

"Could it be that--"

Yi Lin's pupils shrank slightly, "Bam", "Bat battle clothes ・Change" turned into a gray card with on the surface of the card A set of dark mysterious bat Battle Armor, lifelike.

He hurriedly walked to the Bat Motorbike, without any hesitation, fished it out.

……

[Congratulations on obtaining the "Mount Card"..."Bat Motor"! ]

"!"

……

……

At the same time.

Wayne Building.

Tonight.

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

He is alone, sitting in the dark room, drinking red wine alone.

He also doesn't remember what vintage Lafite is... It's not expensive anyway.

Outside the Wayne Building, there is already a madness.

Looking down, explosions occur from time to time everywhere, and the night sky is shining with firearms.

Bruce Wayne was completely silent.

He vaguely feels that Gotham tonight is far more mad and disorderly than Gotham City twenty years ago.

It's like the kind of madness that a virgin who has been depressed for twenty years suddenly broke out when facing dozens of sexy girls.

Although this analogy is a bit inappropriate.

But Gotham City at this moment does bring Bruce Wayne this sense of sight.

"old friend, it turns out that you were wrong."

Bruce Wayne sighed softly, raised the red wine glass in his hand, and faced the mayor’s mansion. The direction is a respect.

Not long ago, he was unable to dial James Gordon's phone.

That is a communication tool specially made by Bruce Wayne.

It cannot be blocked by normal means.

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

In this crazy Gotham night.

"Since it's here, why not have a drink?"

Bruce Wayne suddenly chuckled and turned around.

In the corner of the room, at some unknown time, stood a funny clown in a purple suit.

"Hehe, good evening, my dear Bruce Wayne... Retired Batman..."

Snap.

The red wine glass instantly fell on the expensive carpet.

The dark red red wine instantly stained the carpet with a large stain.

No!

How is it possible!

Bruce Wayne's fingers trembled slightly.

impossible!

He saw the "Joker" who "robbed" the GBC Broadcasting Company last night, and he did not show such a horrified expression.

In fact, there are very few things in this world that can make Bruce Wayne's mood fluctuate wildly.

The criminal who played Joker is very similar to the former Joker in terms of demeanor, costume and tone.

But in fact, it's just like... nothing more.

Bruce is most familiar with Joker. After a little comparison with the madman in his memory, he was sure that the Joker last night was not the real madman.

Besides, Bruce Wayne is sure.

Twenty years ago, he personally penetrated Joker's chest.

Killed Joker personally.

At the same time, it also violated the justice he has always upheld.

When Batman has blood in his hands, then he is no longer Batman.

Nor is it worthy to preside over justice in the dark.

Because, at the moment Joker was killed by himself, he was no different from the criminals he sanctioned.

Therefore, there are only rumors that Batman and the Joker were perish together twenty years ago.

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

From that night, after Batman shut all crimes in the Arkham Asylum, he completely disappeared in Gotham.

Never appeared again.

Anyway, the clown is dead.

He is sure.

But—

The clown in a purple suit in front of him, when he lifts the head, he made a strange smile, Bruce was shocked.

Whether it is reason or every cell that is shaking involuntarily, it seems to be telling old Bruce--

He is Joker!

The real Joker!

"Impossible! Who are you? Joker is dead! I can be sure!"

"Hehehe, my dear Bruce...Why so?"

The clown chuckled, he walked out of the darkness, a strange and sick smile appeared on his face, but his eyes showed all kinds of complicated emotions.

With a three-point exclamation, a three-point happy, a three-point regret, and an unquenchable madness.

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

Even the former Batman, Bruce Wayne, can't see through the inner world of the Joker through those eyes.

Bruce Wayne took a deep breath.

Soon, he calmed himself down.

He has seen superheroes active in other cities before.

For example, running fast.

Another example is running out of the Amazon jungle.

More floating from seabed.

This world is not normal.

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

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

"Hehehe, guess? Bruce, we are old friends!"

Suddenly.

Joker put on another kind smile and another peaceful tone, said with a slight smile: "Your Excellency Bruce, who am I...?"

This kind smile, matched with the funny and weird clown painting on his face, is very weird and incomparable.

"Jack Crazy!"

Bruce Wayne's pupils shrank suddenly: "Kretz...Jack Crazy? Joker Crazy (crazy clown) ? " " bingo - got it yo !!! jie jie jie jie - I congratulate His Excellency the wisdom of Bruce Wayne, solved the puzzle of the great Joker, then, hehe laugh , It’s time to award my dear Bruce!"

Jokerbody moved, the action was so fast, when Bruce Wayne reacted, Joker held a syringe in his hand at some point, and pierced fiercely. It was on Bruce Wayne's neck.

In a blink of an eye, the deep green liquid in the syringe gurgled into Bruce Wayne's body!

"You!"

Bruce Wayne suddenly squatted on the ground.

Shaking violently.

That white hair turned into sparkle again at the speed visible to naked eye.

The slightly shriveled body, driven by the medicine, became full again within a few seconds. The loose bathrobe was underground, revealing streamlined muscles, which looked like thousands of hammers. The flesh of hundred refinements is full of explosive power.

Bruce Wayne seems to feel that the power that has been lost for many years, the source is not Danger Land pouring out of the body, endless, like that power, without end.

Peak?

No!

This power is far more terrifying than his Peak state.

pa pa pa pa.

Bruce Wayne stood up slowly, with a straight back and sharp eyes. The moment he lifted up and stared at Joker, it was like two severe lights that had just been unsheathed, making all around suddenly. There is an atmosphere of solemnity.

ka ka ka.

Bruce Wayne clenched his fists.

Shaking his legs again.

This feeling is incredibly wonderful.

This is the body of youth.

Five!

No, I want to fight ten!

No no...twenty!

Bruce Wayne almost roared with excitement.

But he is Bruce Wayne after all, the one who used to fear all the forces of Gotham.

Fighting skills, firearms, willpower, endurance, all can be said to reach the existence of human Peak.

He used the shortest time to suppress the ecstasy in his heart. He has not forgotten that in the room, there is still a figure who can be called his lifelong enemy.

"Why?"

"Because-love!"

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

But Bruce Wayne's current state is no longer comparable to what he was a few minutes ago.

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

This feeling is like a rebirth!

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

He couldn't figure it out either. That night, he obviously killed Joker with his own hands. Then who was the Joker in front of him?

What he couldn't figure out was that the medicine Joker injected himself into, what was it that could make him regain his youth when he was old.

All of this... is a mystery that cannot be solved for a while.

Bruce Wayne has no time to think too much.

Because, at this moment, the clown is already fighting with him.

The entire Gotham City believes that Joker can become the King of Darkness of the past, thanks to his crazy will and the treacherous criminal methods.

But Bruce Wayne is very clear.

The real Joker is also a master of fighting skills!

A monster who can match him in wisdom and strength!

And it is... crazy and by fair means or foul monster.

But gradually, it was Bruce Wayne gaining the upper hand. Joker's speed became slower and slower. Many of Bruce Wayne's heavy fists fell on Joker.

ka-cha.

Suddenly.

Bruce Wayne feels something is wrong.

The punch he not long ago clearly broke Joker's ribs.

But after Joker just laughed and spits out mouthful of blood, he climbed up again lively dragon and animated tiger, which seemed to be unaffected at all.

"?"

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

Bruce Wayne looked down.

There is a wound there.

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

"This kind of injury..."

He was about to say that this kind of injury is not painful at all.

But at the next moment, his pupils shrank sharply and his mouth opened wide in amazement.

Wounds, wounds, wounds are healing fast!

"Surprise~~~"

Joker suddenly laughed wildly. In Bruce Wayne’s horror, taking advantage of the momentary relaxation of the man with the iron will, he It suddenly appeared in front of Bruce Wayne and opened his arms.

So close!

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

"I came to'this one' Gotham... It's been a long time... hehe..."

"You father, Thomas Wayne."

"Your mother, Martha Wayne, hey, forgive me to speak bluntly, she is really beautiful..."

"Your wife, Catwoman, Selena Kyle... …Hey, she’s really spicy!"

"You old steward, it seems to be... Alfred?"

"Actually...their death... I planned it! jie jie jie jie ――”

Jokerchuckled.

The dagger in his hand actually slashed toward his chest.

Follow the texture of the skin and cut a little bit.

After the texture, there are the pale ribs.

Joker suddenly tried hard.

He threw the dagger aside.

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

There-

There is a bright red heart.

Puff, puff, puff!

Jokerlifts the head, with the same smile.

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

bang!

In an instant, Bruce Wayne's mind , Like a bolt from the blue sky!

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

There seems to be a black hand behind the scenes, manipulating everything.

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

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

He suddenly realized that Jack Kretz, as a "father old friend" many years ago, wandered beside Bruce Wayne as a kind doctor. !

No weak spot!

"hehehe --" Joker suddenly smiled coldly, lowering his voice.

"My dear Bruce, jié jié... tell you a little secret~ the man you killed was Joker, and I, hey, hey, also Joker... But, it’s another 'Joker--"

"!"

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