American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

“It’s alright. My butler is a retired special agent and can protect my safety. And they all carry Tasers, which is enough for us to protect ourselves here.”

"Uh..." The dean really wanted to say that Taser guns were useless against mentally ill people with self-healing abilities.

However, judging from Bruce's expression that said "I won't invest money unless you agree," he knew he had no choice but to go to the Joker!

"Alright, I'll take you there! But remember one thing: never believe anything the Joker says, because he never tells the truth!"

“I know this better than you do. I checked all the information and files about the Joker before I came, so I have a lot of confidence in my butler when it comes to security!”

Thomas and Martha watched their son act, with smiles of satisfaction on their faces. Their child had grown up and could even lie.

Alfred then opened his clothes, revealing his butler's vest filled with matching non-lethal weapons, showing he was indeed well-prepared.

"Alright then!" Since the other party specifically requested to see it, the dean naturally agreed, after all, this was the boss.

They walked through the central passage, arrived at the elevator, went inside, and went to the second basement level.

That's right, the place where the clown is imprisoned isn't on the first floor, but on the second basement level!

If he escapes, Arkham Asylum will immediately block the upward passage and lock him up below.

Opening the elevator leads to a one-way passage, at the end of which is the Joker's solitary cell.

It took them several minutes to walk through the corridor, and the dean spent ten minutes trying to unlock the door, which was made of a special metal.

……

The clown woke up long before someone was in the elevator.

Judging from the footsteps, he estimated that there were at least five people coming, and then he started to have wild thoughts about who could be coming to see him.

Harley or Bat?

With so many people, either Harley Quinn brought people to rescue him, or Batman brought the police to question him.

It doesn't matter which one it is, anything is fine. He's incredibly bored here! He can find some fun as long as someone comes.

……

When the metal door opened, the man who was tied vertically to the bed in a straitjacket was none other than the Joker.

However, the clown clearly had no desire to laugh.

'Wow! What did he see! A giant crab, Bruce Wayne, and his parents!'

As the Joker, who had specifically targeted Batman, Bruce's identity was never a secret to him; moreover, the Joker knew that Bruce's parents had been killed by robbers a long time ago!

But who are the couple appearing now? Are they actors? A new joke? Or a riddle?

The clown flicked his green hair that drooped in front of his eyes and asked the first question:

"Wow wow wow wow~ Look who's here? Bruce Wayne, Gotham's richest idiot~! He's spending tons of money building an amusement park for Batman, hahahaha..."

So, why did he come to see Uncle Clown today? To ask how his parents died?

Oh~ So who's behind them? That's hard to guess! Hahahaha…

"Shut up! If you say another word, I'll stop feeding you for today!"

For once, the dean stood firm, blocking Bruce's path and meeting the Joker's mocking gaze with fury.

"Oh, shit, you've really embarrassed me. I was hoping to have a proper talk with him. Okay, okay, just remember to get my pudding ready."

The Joker is sensible, at least on the surface, but if he manages to escape, he'll definitely twist the director's head off immediately! This loyal dog who manages Arkham Asylum will surely die a horrible death.

Bruce pulled the dean aside and dragged him out of the room. They talked outside, with the door slightly ajar.

"Please give us five minutes to talk."

"Oh dear, Mr. Bruce, this is putting me in a difficult position!"

Bruce Wayne slipped a check to him.

"There are 150,000 inside, in five minutes!"

“Oh, you’re too kind, Mr. Bruce. I absolutely won’t let anyone bother you for the next five minutes.”

The dean nimbly walked to the elevator and pressed the button to go up!

Bruce withdrew his playful grin and returned to his cold, poker face as he walked back into the Joker's cell.

When the Joker saw that they had let the Dean go, he guessed at many reasons, but the most likely reason was that the Wayne couple had "come back from the dead".

"Oh ho~ Let me guess, why didn't you go play games and instead came here to find me? Is it because of these two people?"

Thomas Wayne, Martha Wayne. Two dead men have come back to life! That's the best joke I've heard all year, hahahahaha…”

"Hahahaha...hahaha...haha..."

The second laugh did not come from the clown, but from the clown Martha in front of him.

"Hahahaha... Sorry, sir, I don't usually laugh like that unless I can't help it. Hahahahaha..."

Martha released a Joker-themed one, complete with wide eyes, teeth showing, and a smile!

The two scars on the corners of his mouth were so similar, and his eyes were so crazed.

Clown: ? Who is this crazy woman?

Chapter 222 The Joker and Batman, An Unexpected Event

"You...you look familiar! I feel like I've seen you somewhere before?"

The clown adopted a look of deep conviction. He was certain he had seen this Martha somewhere before!

"Oh, I remember now, I have this feeling every time I wake up and look in the mirror: you are... Little Bat's new clown?"

The clown's expression seemed to be smiling, but all three people present could hear the murderous intent within it—intent to kill this Martha clown.

Bruce was about to make a move, but Thomas was one step ahead, already standing by the Joker's bedside, ready to teach him a lesson at any moment!

Martha stopped Thomas.

"Oh, don't do that. You're talking nonsense, Thomas will be jealous!" Martha the Joker leaned against Thomas Wayne's chest, hugging her old Batman.

On the surface, Thomas and Martha appear to be a loving couple, but they are not as affectionate as they seem; rather, there seems to be an invisible barrier between them.

……

The Joker was taken aback at first, then surprised. Two Jokers, two Batmen!

Wuhu—that's truly unbelievable!

The clown's big eyes darted around, as if he had thought of something amusing. He stared at Bruce and asked:

"Then what do you want from me? Let me see how well this fake clown is behaving? A clueless old woman? Hahahaha~"

Oh, stop making me laugh. I could hypnotize a ton of girls like her in Gotham.

There is only one Joker in Gotham, and that is me. Everyone else is just a poor imitation of me!

Or perhaps, little bat wants uncle to play games with you?

The Joker didn't reveal how the two dead men were resurrected; he simply pretended not to know and continued to harass Batman, who had taken off his costume.

It's just resurrection. The Joker has seen it all before, he's even witnessed an alien invasion, and Superman was inexplicably resurrected once. It's no big deal if this couple can be resurrected.

Bruce asked, "Have the toxins in your body ever become uncontrollable?"

His main purpose in coming here was to ask whether the Joker would develop symptoms similar to Martha's, such as uncontrollable laughter and having his body mostly filled with Joker toxins.

The clown tilted his head: "Toxins? I'm not poisoned! I've always been in good spirits."

Wow! Could she have been poisoned? Hahahaha... That's awesome! Hahahaha..."

The clown's laughter grew increasingly exaggerated, which caused Martha, who was standing nearby, to also burst into laughter.

Thomas delivered a powerful punch to the Joker's stomach; he was used to striking silently. He didn't like the Joker either; his annoying laughter infuriated the bloodthirsty old bat.

The clown, bound to death by the straitjacket, had no ability to resist. He was punched so hard that he vomited blood, with blood and foam overflowing from his mouth, which looked gruesome.

"Cough cough, cough..."

At this moment, what was even more chilling than the mouthful of blood and foam was the clown's eyes, filled with astonishment, shock, disbelief, and intense curiosity!

Just now, he realized that this old bat really could kill him! Shit, he couldn't tease Thomas anymore. If he, the Joker, was going to die, he would die at the hands of the little bat, not the old bat.

Just as Thomas was about to continue, Bruce stopped him.

"That's enough, let's go. Let's not waste any more time here."

Bruce, accompanied by a laughing Martha, and Thomas walked out of the Joker's room.

However, the Joker didn't want it to end so quickly: "Hey~ leaving so soon? Stay a little longer, chat with me, hey hey hey! Don't go!"

The footsteps faded into the distance until they were no longer audible. Then came the sound of the elevator going up and down; they were gone.

……

Although they've left, the Joker's actions have only just begun!

Thomas's punch just now unexpectedly caused the little thing that the Joker was carrying to come out of his stomach.

It was a wooden strip about the length of a thumb, shaped like a dried dung stick. With this impressive appearance, the clown successfully fooled X-rays.

This stick is filled with strong acid! Just a light spray can instantly corrode a pit in a special alloy.

This thing was originally used by the Joker to escape from prison. It just happened to be thrown out this time, and he almost choked on it.

"vomit!"

In a large pool of yellow vomit, this thing stood out conspicuously.

The clown skillfully freed himself from the straitjacket; it offered him virtually no restriction. He only tied himself up when he needed to meet people; otherwise, it was just for show.

This room had already been modified by the Joker. The ceiling cameras had been hacked. Just by pressing a button under the bed, the cameras would only play videos of the Joker trapped on the bed.

Just now, the little bat dropped several more hidden cameras. The clown used the jammer under the bed to disable these cameras the moment he was freed from the straitjacket.

He wasn't in a hurry to escape, but calmly began cleaning, sweeping all the hidden cameras into the trash can.

"Sigh, little bat, little bat, you always use the same old tricks, there's nothing new about them!"

But, well, since you brought me such a surprise today, I'll forgive you, hehehehehehe..."

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