I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Vol 2 Chapter 123: He is also Joker

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

Plan A: Hide directly.

Plan B: Say 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.

Between the electric light and flint, the 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 in front of him.

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 any more, and decisively turned on "Run Fast" and "Follow the Form".

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

Derivative use of the shadows——

Shadows have left marks!

Now "Like a Shadow" 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 disappear into the opponent's eyes "unscientifically", he can still make his own sense of existence blur in the opponent's "perception" for a moment.

Let alone in this kind of high-speed relative movement.

"Batman" and "Riddler Gentleman" passed by. In his retina, there was such a moment that he could not capture the "Riddler Gentleman" in less than a second.

The night of Gotham is too dark.

The clothes of the riddle gentleman are too dark.

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

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

Nourishment

But after the mistake, Batman also took the shortest time to recover.

As he gritted his teeth, an unquenchable madness appeared in his eyes.

"Fiercely--"

Batman jerked out a strangely shaped pistol 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 one shot, it can still make a hole!

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

The riddle gentleman must die!

Otherwise, sorry to the majority of Gotham citizens!

"From now on, let the world feel pain!"

"???"

Duang!

He... suddenly couldn't see it!

It's dark in front of you!

"Tsk, it's just blinding."

Suddenly a dissatisfied voice came from Batman's ear.

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

No, that's a knife!

"From now on, let the world feel pain!"

Batman hasn't had time to regain his sight.

The inexplicable lines of the riddle gentleman came again.

Again and again, here again!

The next second, there was a loud bang in "Batman"'s head, and he could no longer open his eyes.

from now on.

...

[Get Chaos Value +20! 】

The mosquito-leg-like chaotic value acquisition prompt sounded, and Yi Lin finally stopped the dagger that was madly stirring in "Batman"'s mouth.

Under the mask, the mouth was already **** and bloody, and red and white things spit out from the mouth.

"I didn't expect this'bat suit' to be so hard? Does it have a damage reduction attribute?"

Yi Lin struggled to pull the "bat suit" off the "Batman".

Behind the mask, Yi Lin revealed a familiar face.

"Sure enough, it's you..."

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

But--

James Gordon Jr.

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

Because... James Gordon Jr. is not a "legendary of the old" at all.

Through that look, Yi Lin had recognized that this man in a bat suit was not Bruce Wayne at all.

He had a happy drink with Bruce Wayne.

Yi Lin was convinced that Bruce Wayne would 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 cared about was 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...very aggrieved.

Poor sheriff.

Yi Lin thought for a while, and didn't know if it was because of the declining charm value that caused him to brush up his hatred value, and he became more and more proficient.

Basically, if you make a little difference, you will be hated by the characters in the trial, the kind of endless death.

Just like Nie Hongxiu in the Ghost Wu Mountain...

And James Gordon Jr. of Gotham City...

In fact, Yi Lin was also very helpless.

This apocalyptic knight template seems to be such a ghost animal setting.

Yi Lin touched the corpse of James Gordon Jr. silently.

Murder and touch the body without leaving a name.

--good habits.

...

【Bat Suit·Change】

【Grade】Epic

[Restrictions] Male, fit in shape, and charm value greater than 5.0.

【Durable】2764/3000

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

[Explanation] Can you COS Batman without any points in your heart? Wearing it, you are the most mysterious boy in the night.

...

"?"

After reading the "Bat Suit·Change" in his hand, Yi Lin instantly felt the illusion of being offended by some malicious in this world.

And slowly played a question mark.

Must the Charisma 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 suit·change" in front of me.

Or they have strict equipment restrictions.

Or it has a complicated way of using it.

Of course, there are also types that are relaxed, mindless, simple and pleasant.

There is no absolute in the world.

In the past, Yi Lin had heard of a more absurd equipment restriction in the circle.

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

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

"what?"

and many more.

Suddenly Yi Lin took out another piece of epic equipment.

Carefully compared three times.

"Could it be that--"

Yi Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and with a click, "Bat Suit·Gai" turned into a gray card. On the surface of the card was a set of dark and mysterious bat armor, which was lifelike.

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

...

[Congratulations on getting the "Mount Card"..."Bat Motorcycle"! 】

"!"

...

at the same time.

Wayne Building.

Tonight.

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

He was 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, it was already crazy.

Looking down, explosions occurred from time to time everywhere, and the fire of guns gleamed in the night sky.

Bruce Wayne was completely silent.

He vaguely felt 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 **** girls.

Although this analogy is a bit inappropriate.

But Gotham City at this moment did give Bruce Wayne this sense of sight.

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

Bruce Wayne sighed lightly, raised the red wine glass in his hand, facing the direction of the mayor's mansion, and respected.

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

That is a communication tool specially made by Bruce Wayne.

It cannot be blocked by ordinary 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.

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

Snapped.

The red wine glass fell instantly on the expensive carpet.

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

Do not!

How can it be!

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 drastically.

The criminal who played the Joker was very similar to the former Joker in terms of looks, costumes, and tone of voice.

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

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 with his own hands.

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

When Batman's hands are stained with blood, then he is no longer Batman.

It is no longer 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 died together twenty years ago.

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

After that night, Batman completely disappeared into Gotham after shutting all crimes in the Arkham Asylum.

Never appeared again.

In short, the clown is dead.

He is sure.

but--

The clown in a purple suit in front of him, when he raised his head and gave a weird smile, Bruce was shocked.

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

He is Joker!

The real Joker!

"Impossible! Who are you? Joker is dead! I'm sure!"

"Hehehe, my dear Bruce... Whyso?"

The clown smiled, 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, could not 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, those who run very fast.

Another example is running out of the Amazon jungle.

There are even more floating from the bottom of the sea.

This world is not normal.

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

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

"Hey hey, guess? Bruce, we are old friends!"

suddenly.

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

This kind smile, combined with the funny and weird clown painting on his face, is incomparably weird.

"Jack Kretz!"

Bruce Wayne's pupils shrank suddenly: "Kretz...Jack Crazy? Joker Crazy?"

"Bingo-that's right!!! Jie Jie Jie Jie-Congratulations to my wise Lord Bruce Wayne for solving the great Joker puzzle. Next, hee hee he is to present the prize to my dear Bruce when!"

Joker moved his body and his movements were extremely quick. When Bruce Wayne reacted, Joker held a syringe in his hand for unknown time and pierced Bruce Wayne's neck severely.

In a blink of an eye, the faint 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 gleaming gold again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The slightly shriveled body, driven by the drug, became full again within a few seconds. The loose bathrobe was underground, revealing streamlined muscles, and the seemingly tempered body was full of explosive power. .

Bruce Wayne seemed to feel that the power that had been lost for many years was pouring out of his body endlessly, like that power without an end.

peak?

Do not!

This power is far more terrifying than his peak state.

Happiness.

Bruce Wayne stood up slowly, with a straight back, his sharp eyes, when he lifted up and stared at Joker, they were like two unsheathed sharp lights, suddenly filling the surroundings with an atmosphere of solemnity.

Click, click, click.

Bruce Wayne clenched his fists.

Shake 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, and endurance are all beings that have reached the pinnacle of mankind.

He used the shortest amount of time to suppress the ecstasy in his heart. He did not forget that in the room, there was a figure who could be called his lifelong enemy.

"why?"

"Because—love!"

Joker suddenly laughed wildly, flipped his palm, and a sharp dagger slipped from the cuff of his suit. He was like a ghost and 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 that 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 also couldn't figure it out. That night, he obviously killed Joker with his own hands, so who was the Joker in front of him?

He also couldn't figure out what the medicine Joker injected into him was what would make him regain his youth when he was aging.

All of this... is a mystery that can't be solved for a while.

Bruce Wayne didn't have time to think too much.

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

The entire Gotham City believed that Joker could become the former Dark Lord, relying solely on his crazy will and treacherous criminal methods.

But Bruce Wayne knew it well.

The real Joker is also a master of fighting skills!

A monster who can match him in wisdom and strength!

And it's... a crazy and unscrupulous monster.

But gradually, it was Bruce Wayne who had the upper hand. Joker was getting slower and slower. Many of Bruce Wayne's heavy fists fell on Joker.

Click.

suddenly.

Bruce Wayne felt something was wrong.

His punch not long ago clearly broke Joker's ribs.

But after Joker just spit out a mouthful of blood with a wild laugh, he got up again alive, seemingly 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 the injury was not painful or itchy at all.

But 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 this man with steel will, he suddenly flashed in front of Bruce Wayne and opened his arms.

So close!

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

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

"Your father, Thomas Wayne."

"Your mother, Martha Wayne, hey, with all due respect, she is really beautiful..."

"Your wife, Catwoman, Selena Kyle...hey, she's really spicy!"

"Your old butler, seems to be... Alfred?"

"Actually...their deaths... were all planned by me! Jie Jie Jie Jie--"

Joker chuckled.

The dagger in his hand took the initiative to slash towards his chest.

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

After the texture, there are the pale ribs.