I, V, Gotham Legend

But Valerie knew that this guy might not really be Sionis.

The younger brothers around Black Mask each held a huge screen and installed it on the conference table. After a series of operations, the picture was displayed on the screen.

There were three people. Valerie recognized the Asian face on the far right. It was Siva whom she had met not long ago.

The person in the middle had his face covered tightly, with only his left eye exposed. On his right eye, he had a red thing that looked like a scope. Valerie didn't recognize him.

On the far left was a woman with short blond hair and eye makeup so thick that it looked like a mask. Valerie didn't recognize her either.

It seems that these people are unable to come due to some matters and can only connect remotely.

It’s a bit like online classes in my previous life.

It hadn't occurred to Valerie.

Black Mask walked exaggeratedly to Lester who was playing with his mobile phone. There was a board covered with cloth. He lifted the cloth to reveal a blackboard covered with notes underneath.

On the blackboard were drawn various images of Batman's death in childish handwriting.

"Guys, as you can see, Batman's death, heh... cough, is a foregone conclusion. As long as we work together..." Black Mask spoke in a voice as if he was deliberately suppressing some emotion.

In other words, he recited the lines in an exaggerated manner as if he was performing.

The speech was boring, and Valerie glanced at Bane who was sitting next to her and found that he was also distracted.

This sturdy man, more than two meters tall, was staring at a toy bear not far away.

Firefly's face was hidden under the helmet, and no expression could be seen.

Lester was still playing mobile games. It seemed that he was playing the keypad phone that Black Mask gave to the assassins for mission-related reasons, which came with Tetris.

Lester looked relaxed and his gaming experience seemed to be going smoothly, but he didn't know that Black Mask had already walked up to him.

As long as he could insert the vertical bar into the gap again, he would earn a lot of points. Lester's game was reaching a critical step when a black skull mask fell from the sky and covered his hand holding the mobile phone.

Lester, who was having a great time, raised his eyebrows in displeasure and looked at the man next to him. However, the man he saw was not the Sionis he had imagined, but a man with green hair and pale skin. He had exaggerated lip makeup on his mouth, as if he was laughing.

"And when I talk about working together, you are the black sheep, respected...the third wheel?" The man spoke with his hands and feet gesticulating like an actor in a play, the corners of his mouth curled up in an exaggerated laugh.

"Who are you?" The electrocutioner Lester stood up unhappily. His height allowed him to look down at the actor in front of him.

"I am the rich master!"

The man turned his back to the electrocutioner and waved his arms at the other people sitting there. Then he suddenly turned around, pulled out a pistol from his arms, and pointed it at Lester's chest.

"And a gun."

The sudden change made Lester stunned for a moment, and the feeling of the gun against his chest made him dare not move.

He raised his hands helplessly, trying to calm the madman in front of him.

"I pay you to deal with Batman, so just pack up and kill Batman for me honestly! Do I need to explain such a simple truth again?" The man shouted and slapped the shoulder of Lester, the electrocutioner, with the gun in his hand, making him sit down again.

Now, it was the man looking down on Lester.

The electrocutor's brows were twisted into knots. He felt that the man in the black mask was playing a trick on him.

The man just pointed the gun at Lester's head. This action made him calm down again and stare at the pistol on his forehead nervously.

"Boom!"

The Joker's face was smiling hideously, but he still moved his hand away before pulling the trigger, and two bullets hit the floor-to-ceiling window behind the electrocuter.

The window had ripple-like cracks due to the impact, but after all, it was a high-rise window and would not shatter so easily.

Lester felt relieved. It seemed that this guy didn't dare to kill him and was just trying to scare him.

Just as he calmed down and thought about settling the score, he noticed that the clown had one foot on the chair between his legs.

"Sit tight." The clown laughed, kicked his right leg, and Lester's chair moved backwards like a clockwork toy car.

The Electrocutioner finally realized what the Joker was going to do, but it was too late. His body shattered the crumbling glass window and fell from the hundred-story building.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The helpless and desperate screams of the electrocuted man gradually faded away. Listening to the sound, the clown leisurely cut a piece of fruit cake with a knife as if he was enjoying the music.

"This fruit cake is so delicious!" The clown praised, and then stabbed the silver knife in his hand upside down on the table. "Do you have any objections?"

This so-called meeting actually consisted of just a few words, and it was more about wanting to establish authority among the assassins than planning for the future.

But Valerie thought the clown might just be having fun.

Firefly didn't say anything. The aircraft behind him emitted flames and flew out of the window where the electrocuted man fell.

The three television sets also cut off the live broadcast almost at the same time.

The only three people left were the Joker, Valerie and Bane.

"Move, big guy." The Joker walked up to Bane and said with his hands gesticulating.

"No, he will come to you." Bane held the Joker's shoulders and pressed him into the chair like he did to the electrocuter before, "So you just have to wait."

The Joker seemed to agree with Bane's statement. He looked at Valerie again: "What about you? Doll?"

The Joker's question brought Valerie back to her senses.

Want to take action immediately?

Valerie wondered what to do.

It's very simple to lure out a superhero like Batman. All you have to do is capture some hostages, declare war on him over the loudspeaker, and then wait, just like Bane and the Joker.

Valerie turned to look at the window that had broken, allowing the blizzard to flow into the room.

But do we really want to do this? This Joker seems even crazier than in the movie. Do we really want to cooperate with him?

Valerie recalled the middleman's words.

Don't do things you'll regret...

So, why should I choose to be a mercenary? If I don't want to join a gang, I can just start one myself.

Afraid of trouble? Not handsome enough?

Or do you not want to be a complete criminal?

Obviously, mercenary is not a legitimate profession.

After her thoughts wandered, Valerie focused on herself.

What do I, V, want to do now?

I want to be a legend engraved in the soul of Gotham, but due to the difficulties in life, I need money more now.

As expected, I still followed the commission, killed Batman, and got the money first. With this 60 million, I can bribe the government, get the identity, and do whatever I want afterwards...

Valerie suddenly noticed that Bane was also looking at her, as if because she had been silent for too long.

"Forget it. Mercenaries like you don't have any dreams at all."

She suddenly remembered what she had said when she rejected Bane not long ago.

This sentence was like a boomerang. After a long spin, it hit her head with a breeze, awakening Valerie's almost forgotten original intention.

What's the difference between working with a lunatic who wants to see the world burn for money and joining a gang just to save your life?

Valerie finally made up her mind.

“I’m sorry, I can’t keep you company.” She stood up and looked at the Joker seriously: “I thought I was commissioned by Black Mask.”

NO30. Snowstorm

"Huh...Hahahahaha!" The clown seemed to have heard something very funny. He pointed at Valerie and laughed. "I told you, I'm the rich guy."

"I don't work just for money." Valerie walked toward the door. "I'm sorry, but I can't keep you company."

"boom!"

The gunshot rang out and Valerie felt a blow to her head.

But she just leaned her head forward, then stood up again and turned to look at the clown coldly.

A headshot can cause huge damage to Valerie, even if the weapon in the Joker's hand is of low level, but Valerie's blood recovery speed is also very fast. Her injuries have recovered in just a few breaths.

“Hahahaha!” The Joker burst into laughter when he saw that Valerie seemed to be unharmed. He patted Bane and said, “Kill her, big guy!”

"This woman can twist your head off in an instant before I get close to her." Bane seemed to know Valerie, and he didn't make any move.

The clown finally stopped laughing and showed a bored expression: "You have no sense of humor."

He picked up the gun and shot at the chandelier above Valerie's head.

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out and the chandelier fell, but at the same time, Valerie activated Swanvistan.

In the decelerated world, Valerie quickly rushed in front of the Joker with a shotgun drawn in her hand.

"You were the first one." As he said that, the barrel of the gun pointed at the clown's head.

At the critical moment, Bane's outstretched hand grasped the barrel of Valerie's gun and directed her fire toward the ceiling.

"Bang!" The shotgun made a bullet hole in the ceiling. Valerie closed the door slowly and looked at Bane in surprise.

Although I know this guy is very strong, how can he keep up?

Bain was even more shocked.

If Bane hadn't started taking drugs and observed carefully after seeing the Joker fire the first shot, he would not have been able to react at all.

What's even more terrifying is her strength. Bane's body has been strengthened by the venom, to the point where he can lift a car like throwing a stone. But at the critical moment just now, Bane's strength could only allow her to move her hand.

Bane's hand was on Valerie's gun barrel, and the two sides were in a stalemate for a moment.

"Ahahahahaha!" Only the clown sitting between the two laughed.

"You want to go to war with me too?" Valerie raised her eyebrows.

"He is an important bait to lure out the prey. He should not die now." Of course, there is also the reason of money.

"OK then."

As Bane looked at her in surprise, Valerie let go of the shotgun, then pulled out another identical gun from her pocket and pointed it at Bane's chest.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and the powerful impact force sent Bane flying backwards.

Because she had no deep hatred with Bane, Valerie used a shotgun equipped with a mercy plug-in. Even if she shot him in the chest, she would not kill him, but he would probably be unconscious for a while.

Valerie put the gun in her pocket, pulled out the mantis knife with her right hand, and grabbed the clown's collar with her left hand.

"I should be the last one to come." Valerie's voice was cold, the blade pointed at the clown's eyes.

"Hahaha! You're funnier than I thought!" The clown spoke crazily like a domineering boss.

Valerie frowned and raised her knife to stab.

The Joker suddenly pulled a button out of his pocket and pressed it hard.

"bomm!"

There was a roar of explosion, the floor beneath Valerie's feet collapsed, and the three of them fell downstairs together.

The Joker's chair leg got caught on a rebar and he was hanging in mid-air.

Looking at Valerie and Bane who fell to the ground downstairs, the Joker took out a walkie-talkie from his arms: "Issuing a new mission. Put on the clown masks I prepared for you! Also, kill V! The reward is 40 million US dollars! Hahahaha!"

With that, the Joker leaned out of his chair and walked along the edge of the broken floor.

Valerie draws her pistol and aims it at the Joker.

Just before she fired, a gust of air came from the side, and Bane, who had regained consciousness after falling, immediately charged towards her.

Valerie activated the Sianvistan and easily dodged Bane's attack. She went around behind him and pointed her pistol at Bane's back: "You better die."

Bane's movements were still fast in the time-reduced world, but they were too slow for Valerie.

She shot Bane in the back, and surprisingly, the bullet ricocheted.

However, Bane did not stop. Even though there was no target in front of him, he still rushed forward. There was a window behind where Valerie was originally standing.

Bane's huge body broke open the window and he fell out of the building.

Valerie put down the gun in confusion. Why did this guy jump off the building?

The clown upstairs took the opportunity to escape. Valerie made a double jump to the remaining floor upstairs to chase the madman. Just at this moment, Sian Westin's duration expired.