Dark Savages Come To the United States

In the simple and honest Gotham City, Master Bruce Wayne finally set off.

A meeting about the future path of Gotham City wouldn't be appropriate to be totally invisible, would it?

"I don't know how Rorschach is doing now."

Wayne spoke softly.

At this time, Wayne's concern for Rorschach was very sincere.

It's just that the direction of worry is a bit off.

Generally speaking, others would worry about whether Rorschach was safe, but Wayne was worried about whether Rorschach would have any great impact on Gotham City.

Hmm...a huge impact in every sense of the word.

For example, will the Hammer of Judgment be used to forcefully judge those guilty guys?

According to Wayne's understanding of the authority of the Archangel of Justice, he thinks this is very likely to happen.

"Hey hey~ look, the bat has faded its dark color,

Appears in broad daylight like albinism.

This is a very interesting thing. "

A luxury car suddenly stopped in front of Wayne, but Wayne's expression became ugly.

He knew this car, and it belonged to a wealthy man, although not as rich as him.

And the guy who is talking is obviously not a rich man.

Generally, the rich will not wear such strange colored suits.

"Is this your fake body again?"

Wayne reached out and took out his backpack, as if a disagreement would be a hammer.

"Clang clang~ big surprise!

If you had told me you were Bruce Wayne earlier, I would have kissed harder the day you caught me. "

The beauty sitting in the co-pilot was talking bluffing.

"I was doing artificial respiration!"

Wayne looked a bit off guard.

One of the guys in front of him is a clown, and the other is a harley girl.

The bad intentions of these two guys have grown to one place.

Batman's last capture of the Joker was not successful, because the Joker escaped.

But Batman caught Harley Quinn, still in the river.

Harley Quinn almost suffocated, but Wayne gave artificial respiration.

"Little Pudding, have you ever heard of mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration?"

Harley Quinn looked at the clown beside her with innocent and pure eyes.

madman.

All crazy.

There is a high probability that there are no normal people in Gotham City.

Even if there are normal people, there will always be various accidents that make them crazy.

Perhaps the feng shui of this place is not good.

"Pumpkin, I haven't heard of it.

But you still have such a charm, I really admire you~"

The clown said with a grin.

Completely ignoring the opposite Master Wayne's expression became even uglier.

What is this?

Tauren's Paradise?

Wayne didn't like the tone, what he liked was the woman named Rachel.

Although according to Wayne's restored past memories, he has no other half.

But that didn't stop him from thinking about it.

Batman has to be ruthless, but he's Playboy Bruce Wayne now.

"Okay, clown.

I care a lot about what you're going to do, we both know I'm not going to kill you.

But it's still okay to beat you to death and put you in Arkham Asylum.

If it doesn’t work, I’ll use extortion surgery on you,

You'll be sleeping like a baby then! "

Wayne indifferently threatened the clown in front of him.

He knew that there was a high probability that the guy in front of him didn't have superpowers. The reason for the high probability was that he couldn't know whether the clown would produce anything after he got the power of lies.

"Hehe, yes.

You are maintaining order, but you are also destroying order.

If you wear your Batman gear to test for a police position, wouldn't you be able to do what you want to do reasonably and legally?

Why do you have to fight us so bitterly like now, and then you have to be scolded, there is still huge pressure in your heart.

Are you not tired of living like this? "

The clown stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of his mouth, making that smile even more frightening.

"If you want me to say that what attracts me the most about you is not the identity of Batman,

It's that you have a very complicated brain that can do things that are clearly easy to do.

If I were like the story I once told,

Is your father's illegitimate son, your brother's word.

I've turned Gotham City into a paradise long ago. "

The clown was grinning, but every one of his smiles looked malicious.

"If you're a two-way plug, I know someone who can introduce you.

Maybe there will be a lot of common language between you. "

When Wayne said this, he suddenly didn't know if he should continue talking.

The person he wants to talk about is none other than the "great" Hellcatcher, who has become Constantine of the nephalem in his own right.

It is really possible that Constantine and the Joker have a common language.

It's just that if these two troublemakers form a group, the most likely thing is to create troubles that cannot be ended.

"Hohoho~ Constantine? John Constantine?

We all know this guy, but he's still just an actor.

Could it be that in your eyes I am just on the same level as an actor? "

The clown was still smiling, but the smile froze on his face in an instant.

Because there was another gunshot from the colleague!

"Little pudding!"

Harley Quinn's eyes widened, she looked at the clown whose head was blown off and shouted!

"Death shooter? Why did Floyd do it to you?"

Wayne stretched out his hand and grabbed the clown by the collar, dragging the body without the back of the head to the front.

It's just that the clown didn't answer, as if he was really dead.

"Damn it, although I hope you die every time, I never hope you will die.

This time it's your trick again!

All right! You managed to scare me! "

Wayne let go of his hand and let the "remains" of the clown lie back.

"Ah, my little pudding!"

Harley Quinn was still crying, tears streaming down her face.

Totally authentic.

"So Ms. Harley Quizel, what the hell have you done?"

Wayne's spearhead was shifted to Harley Quinn in an instant.

The death of the Joker is no different from the death of a normal person, but Batman's instinct tells him that this is just a show.

Although the clown himself made a cameo, death was not something the clown himself wished for.

"He killed my daughter!"

Floyd appeared next to Wayne wearing that weird mask.

"Now, can you call the police for me?

My purpose has been achieved, and I have lost my reason for continuing to exist. "

Deadshot's tone of letting go of everything made Wayne's brain tremble.

The city is getting more and more outrageous now.

Perhaps the world's top killer, now asking him, a playboy, to call the police directly?

Although Deadshot is a very ethical killer, of course ethics refers to collecting money to kill.

Not that his behavior of sitting on the floor is normal.

But as a super villain, Deadshot is now holding a gun to Wayne's head and carrying out a robbery without the slightest technical content.

More normal than him asking Wayne to call the police.

[Is this world crazy? Or am I crazy?

Or am I still in the clown's lie? Everything you saw before was just a fantasy? 】

Wayne opened a portal with a dazed expression,

From the other end of the portal, he felt the harsh and brutal power of the Harrogas Holy Mountain before letting go of his inner worries.

"Wow! You are a superpower!?"

Harley Quinn suddenly changed from the exaggerated sadness before, and looked at Wayne with eyes like admiration.

Um……

In all fairness, Harley Quinn is a great beauty whether she wears clown makeup or not.

When I was a psychiatrist, I had a sense of intellectual beauty, but after I went crazy, I was a little more sexy and cute...

"So this is why Master Wayne is a playboy? I didn't expect that.

But this has nothing to do with me.

Hurry up and call the police, I am waiting for the trial of the law. "

Deadshot just glanced at Wayne in surprise, and then returned to his previous expression.

"May I ask, Mr. Freud, did your daughter die at the hands of the clown?"

Wayne rubbed his forehead and asked.

According to his understanding of clowns, clowns would not do such things.

While the Joker himself loves the "dramatic tension," all it takes is money to take advantage of Deadshot.

There is no need to do it this way.

"It's exactly the same appearance as the corpse that fell on the seat, I don't think I will recognize the wrong person!"

Deadshot became a little irritable, and it was difficult for him to calm down when talking about his daughter.

[It's enough! Don't you supervillains know how important it is to keep your job under wraps! ?

Why is there any information about my family members that is still shared among villains?

Then why can't I, Batman, find out! ?

Or is there any strange setting that will be triggered only when you are locked in a prison?

Then the family information will be lost confidentiality? 】

Wayne suddenly began to wonder what his past self was doing.

Is it the right way to shoot these villains with a gun all the time?

"By the way, I saw a red hood on the way here. He seems to have something to do with you."

Deadshot tilted his head, and then pulled out a cigar that was not carefully preserved from the pocket of the cheap suit jacket of the clown "corpse".

It is actually a bit difficult to preserve cigars.

There must be at least one box.

The red hood mentioned by Deadshot is not the guy he played in the clown story,

It's Batman's second assistant.

A guy who came back from the dead once, Jason Todd.

This guy is a bit similar to the Punisher, but he doesn't have as impressive a record as Frank Caster.

Slaughtering a universe is outrageous, okay?

"What is Jason looking for from me?

no? Are you sure he is looking for me? "

Wayne asked half of what he said before realizing something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked.

Jason Todd has no problem finding Batman, it's just that Wayne is not Batman now.

So what is Jason Todd going to do?

"Because the Wayne Group can take in a family, a family that has suffered some misfortunes."

Deadshooter seemed quite touched when he said this.

For the sake of his daughter, he planned to kill his irresponsible ex-wife more than once.

If it weren't for the dead shooter on the bright side not having any job, then his daughter wouldn't be living with that woman!

In a sense, the judge's decision was not wrong.

After all, when the dead shooter appeared in court, could he still write on his profile how many people he had killed and how much he earned in US dollars to prove that he was financially strong enough to support his daughter?

Had he done so, Deadshooter would probably have been involved not in a divorce lawsuit, but in a trial for his crimes.

"Well, I'm a little surprised by that."

Wayne bit the corner of his mouth.

The "corpse" of the clown with a bright smile and missing the back of his head made him feel more and more uneasy.

...

"Cool! Your red hood is awesome!

Your fighting posture is also very handsome! "

A child speaks to the driver in a reasonably roomy car.

The child sat in the co-pilot, and in the back seat was a young couple.

"I met an uncle as handsome as you before,

He also appeared in front of me with a submachine gun.

do you know? I always thought heroes like you were so cool! "

The child is not nervous at all, and he has only encountered a series of troubles before.

"Well, Mr. Peter Parker, I think you should rest now.

I can find a place for you in no time.

Although Gotham City is not a good place, it is still much better than that New York where demons and angels are always appearing recently! "

Jason Todd said so.

He also put emphasis on the word "sir".

When facing children, the more irritable red headgear is quite good.

At least a little more patient than expected.

Well, they are the ones that Red Hood wants to ask Bruce Wayne to arrange their lives.

Uncle Ben, Aunt May, and Spider-Man who is not Spider-Man at the moment.

After being saved once by Frank, though Frank sent them to safety.

What was safe one moment in that damn place in New York may not always be safe.

So they successfully met Jason Todd, a red-headed man who appeared in New York for the Angels and Demons event, surrounded by a group of villains.

After coming up with the idea of ​​leaving New York for another city life,

Jason Todd invited them to come and live in Gotham City for a while.

With the presence of Bruce Wayne, the family's life is not an unsolvable problem.

"Sir, I want to ask if I can learn how to use a gun with you?

I feel the fire snakes spewing from the barrels,

It's so cool to appear as a hero with flames and explosions! "

Little Peter Parker asked excitedly.

"I don't have time to teach a kid how to use a gun,

Also, killing people is never a good thing.

One hero I know never kills.

But I think the way to solve troubles includes the project of getting rid of the troublemakers.

And you are still a child.

You just need to eat well, play well and study well now.

Then go to bed on time every day and drink a glass of milk before going to bed.

Just do it. "

Jason Todd seemed to realize that he had said a bit too much, so he added the following words.

"I did this, can you teach me how to use a gun?"

Little Peter Parker looked at Jason Todd in front of him with hopeful eyes.

"If you still think like this when you are an adult, and I am still alive, then I will teach you."

Jason Todd said such a condition.

Although he doesn't think this condition will be fulfilled one day.

Being a hero doesn't necessarily last long for a child.

And Jason Todd doesn't think he's immortal either.

"The uncle who saved me before said that if I want to play with guns, I can learn from him with his son."

Little Peter Parker said so.

And the face of the red-headed Jason Todd also turned red.

That's because blood pressure has risen.

[This child's sensibility is a disguise for better troublemaking! 】

Jason Todd thought so.

And he had already seen Wayne standing on the road ahead.