American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

The penguin stared for too long and blinked.

"Ha! You blinked! You lost! Hahahaha..."

The clown shouted excitedly, as if he had won the staring contest, but neither of them treated it as a contest.

It's simply that the Penguin is willing to take a step back and keep his men away from these lunatics, while the Joker continues to run wild.

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Batman's Batplane's first stop was the GCPD.

With Harvey Bullock's help, all the officers in their police department are mobilized again to hunt down the Joker throughout the city.

Patrols, checking surveillance footage, posting posters, and offering online rewards—the GCPD used every means at its disposal.

Even if the citizens of Gotham didn't want to know, they already knew: the Joker has been unleashed! The entire city is on high alert!

After all, nobody wants a madman to suddenly break into their home and stab them to death, right?

The bats' second stop was the penguin man's iceberg restaurant.

Don't be surprised; the Penguin's motto is that if there's money to be made, everything is negotiable.

Whether it's importing business or underground information, the Penguin is Gotham's best.

Coincidentally, Batman is not short of money! And he doesn't mind spending some money to buy information, as long as the information is correct.

If the other party is unethical and tries to raise the price temporarily, Batman wouldn't mind using physical attacks to ask questions.

The bat-shaped fighter jet landed on the roof of the building, while two bats opened their hang gliders and flew down from the sky, directly to the entrance of the Iceberg Restaurant.

"A generous gift of crabs! Batman! And two of them, damn it!"

The doorman was frightened again and ran away. Now he was all alone and couldn't even stop Batman.

"Boss! Two bats have arrived!"

"Who cares how many they are! Just let them in. So what if there are two bats? They're just little birds dressed in adult clothes wandering around! What's the big deal!"

If there weren't so few other people, the penguin wouldn't have let this timid guy be the doorman; it would be such a disgrace to him!

He had just finished scolding his underling when two giant bats walked in!

"Special Crab Gift!"

With his keen intuition, the Penguin felt that both of them were real Batman, not those birds in disguise!

This conclusion is terrifying! One old bat is already difficult enough to deal with, and now another one? No wonder the Joker was in such a hurry.

It's like eating an apple and finding two worms in it – just as disgusting.

"Copperware, I need news about the Joker. Two million."

"Oh, Joker." The Penguin tried to appear calm, but he was definitely uncomfortable being stared at by the two Batmen with their cold gazes.

“He came here and said he wanted to go back to Arkham Asylum.”

boom!

The coffee table in front of him was instantly smashed to pieces by Thomas the Bat!

This action startled all the henchmen around, who raised their guns and aimed them at the two bats. If they dared to cause any more trouble, they would open fire.

"Stop talking nonsense! Tell me!"

Thomas Bat's voice was gruff, and anyone could hear the anger in his words!

"Oh shit! These days, people doubt you even when you tell the truth! I'm telling the truth, he went to Arkham Asylum!"

Thomas felt that the penguins were playing a trick on him. What lunatic would lock himself in a mental hospital? It was absolutely outrageous!

Batman stopped him and asked:

"Why would he go to Arkham Asylum? If he were going to cause trouble, he would have come to you to buy equipment first!"

"Ah, there's no point in hiding it. He bought a whole bunch of good stuff from me, and the delivery address was Arkham Asylum. He left only half an hour before you arrived."

Penguins have always been like this: as long as you pay enough, how much intelligence will be leaked is just a matter of money.

What equipment did he want?

Batman continued to ask.

"Equipped with 20 armed men, guns, explosives, smoke bombs, incendiary bombs, and white phosphorus bombs. Heh, unless you drive a tank in, you'll definitely die a horrible death."

Batman nodded, then left with Thomas, tossing an anonymous bank card on the coffee table before they left; the card contained the payment for the intelligence.

They walked out of the restaurant without anyone stopping them.

After they had completely left the restaurant, Penguin put away the card and said with a smile to the others:

"This is going to be good! Send people to Arkham Asylum immediately. I want to watch the live stream. Anyone who records the fight between the Joker and the Batman will get $150,000!"

All the underlings' eyes lit up; this was a great opportunity! One by one, they ran out to the nearest digital store to buy cameras.

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On the Batplane, Bruce looked at the somewhat angry Thomas and asked curiously:

Are you angry?

"How can you not be angry? A piece of trash like this, a beating and he'll spill all the information, and you're actually spending money on him? You might as well use that money to buy some alcohol!"

"The Penguin is a businessman who believes in the supremacy of money. News that isn't paid for isn't necessarily true, but news that is paid for is definitely true! This is the condition that allows him to stand at the top of the mafia."

With the Penguin's indirect help, Batman used his precognitive information to solve numerous crimes.

"Fine, I don't care anymore. Anyway, this is your world. I just need to wait for the clown to appear; nothing else matters."

Thomas's focus is still on the Joker; whether or not to kill him is the real question.

Chapter 225 The Joker is very happy

At this time, three trucks were already parked at the entrance of Arkham Asylum.

The young men in the hospital were desperately fighting over the guns.

They were afraid that if they rushed to grab the good stuff, it would be gone.

"Hurry, hurry, Batman is almost here! Our goal today is to take down Batman! Remember, take down the old one! Hehehehe..."

The Joker directed everything, making clear arrangements for the mentally ill patients. At this moment, Arkham Asylum no longer resembled a mental hospital; instead, it looked like a powerful military fortress.

Five minutes after they had all their equipment ready and were on guard!

The black bat-shaped fighter jet streaked across the sky above Arkham Asylum.

……

The two bats weren't stupid enough to jump down now, because a group of people below had already opened fire!

Bullets are free to shoot.

"Da da da da da..."

"Da da da da da..."

"Da da da da da..."

The Batplane skillfully maneuvered at lightning speed, perfectly avoiding the dense barrage of bullets. Fortunately, there weren't many skilled gun users among the lunatics below, resulting in a remarkably low hit rate.

Although he was using indiscriminate shooting and wasting bullets, the Joker didn't care at all.

He hid in the monitoring room of Arkham Asylum, watching the two bats.

"Damn it, give me a machine gun, I can go down there and take them all out!"

Thomas was itching to grab a gun; the sound of gunfire would instinctively make him want to reach for one. But he was currently wearing the Batsuit, and the only weapon that resembled a gun was the grappling hook.

But that's not what he wanted; he wanted a machine gun that could shoot blue flames with a "rat-a-tat-tat" sound!

Throughout his combat career, he's broken into even more heavily fortified gang strongholds than Arkham Asylum. These guys below are trash who can't even hit a plane; they don't deserve to be armed!

Batman pressed a button, and a stack of... batarangs cleverly popped out from the armrest of the Batplane seat.

"What? You're going to use this to fight criminals? This thing would have trouble even killing someone!"

Thomas also uses bat darts, but the bat wings on his darts are sharper and more lethal!

Unlike the ones Batman gave us, which are so smooth and round, these things are so sharp that they might not even cut your skin if they hit your hand, let alone kill you!

"I don't kill," Batman reminded him again.

"Oh shit, I get it! Damn it, how are you going to stop these criminal lunatics with this?"

"I certainly have a way!"

Batman pressed a few buttons on the control panel, and dozens of small canisters fell from the fighter jet's launch port.

Boom!Boom!Boom! ...

The metal cans bounced a few times on the ground with a loud bang. The first few cans burst out with bright light, and then the cans that followed began to emit thick white smoke.

"Flashbangs and smoke grenades?" Thomas, who was used to acting recklessly, had never seen such a cautious approach before.

"That's right, there's an infrared camera on the hood. There are operation buttons on the arm armor, and the usage information will be reflected on your mask. Be careful after you go down; the Joker is very good at setting traps."

"Heh, don't underestimate me!"

"Activate autopilot and land in the nearby safe zone."

Voice commands are also available on the Batplane's control panel, which has an intelligent program. It lit up briefly to indicate that a command had been received.

Then, the two jumped out of the plane, and two large bats with outstretched wings quickly flew into the thick fog below.

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"Come on, come on, everything's ready for you~ Hehehehehehe..."

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As soon as they landed, the two bats saw more than a dozen guns pointed at them.

The equipment the Joker got from the Penguin wasn't just guns! They had everything a tactical squad should have, including infrared goggles to protect against dense fog.

The two bats quickly sought cover. Although their suits had taken a few bullets, it was not a serious problem. The suits were top-notch in terms of bulletproof protection, and a few bullets were not enough to break through them.