On the way here, the Joker had imagined countless times what kind of traps Batman would lay.
He knew that when he got to the address on that piece of paper, Batman might be waiting for him there.
And what about him? He was not prepared for anything.
There are no hostages, no laughing piranhas, not even a bomb ready to explode.
He didn't even kill anyone for the bat!
He should stand in the middle of dozens of grinning corpses, applaud the belated arrival of Batman, offer his favorite Darling the usual greetings from Gotham, and then spray him with acid corsage or throw
Clown dynamite and the like, like a girl in first love sending a kiss to her lover.
Then his bat will give him his favorite big mouthful, like a lover scratching the girl's small nose dotingly, and then send him to Arkham with a pleasant beating.
He may gain some roses (he was beaten until he vomited blood), a few hickeys (a few ribs were broken), or a climax in which he was almost strangled.
But now there is none of these, no explosives, no hostages, just like a wonderful night before, without a movie, candlelight dinner, romantic date and fireworks display, but a simple and crude fast forward to the two sitting on the bed together.
Looking at each other.
But that doesn't matter, right?
Because this is what Batman wants.
Mayor Carlo is just a piece of rags. No matter how he (or she?) puts it on to show off, he can't seduce Batman.
Then this dress is a bad dress.
The girl's heart is full of anxiety. She feels that her lover's love is losing, but she doesn't know how to restore it.
Even Mayor Carlo's hollow black stockings and bunny-ear short skirt can't seduce her lover. How can a candlelight dinner and a glass of wine like Hostages or Explosives win his lover's favor?
But it was too late to plan a fireworks display such as releasing laughing gas in the city center or a reservoir or blowing up random buildings.
Oh, and Bain, that Xiao Bichi, huh? A hateful third party, but she is a generous person, she will not rush over to scratch the other person's face, she restrains herself, that will destroy his lover
The sex.
Oh, so now the pale-skinned little girl is a little entangled again. She feels that she seems a bit contemptible, like those people waiting for business on the street. Batman waved and sent him up without any reservation or shame.<
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But who told him to hate Batman?
He can't tolerate Batman ignoring him, let alone Gordon or those boring police officers to tarnish him.
So...if Batman doesn't come.
Then he can just send it to his door, even if he is regarded as stupid, it doesn't matter.
Even a cruel favor is better than the mildest ignorance.
Then...it's now.
"No."
The clown staggered back.
This is not how things should be.
"No... no no no no!"
The clown suddenly rushed towards Chen Tao, but Chen Tao did not hide. He saw that this was not a hysterical attack, but just an incredible touch.
"Who are you? What the hell are you? Give me back my bat!"
"Ha-hahahahaha~"
"Don't you understand yet? I am Batman."
The silver-white particles trembled, and the Joker saw Batman's face suddenly appear, and then disappear again in the blink of an eye.
"You..."
The clown felt that he had received a heavy blow on his face. He saw the pale purple-haired freak opposite him raising the crowbar in his hand and beating himself time and time again.
There is no sweet love like Batman, only the cold viciousness and the cruelty that hit people's souls.
The feeling of comfort is gone, only the pain is deep and cold.
He felt Batman lift him up by his collar, and he was dragged by Batman to the corner of the room.
The Joker saw Batman, no, the pale monster that Batman had turned into, and opened the wooden box placed in the corner.
"A Batman uniform?" The Joker said, "Oh my God."
His tone was normal and smooth, and his mouth was lowered. Even though the cut at the corner of his mouth made it weird and scary when he made such a calm expression, the Joker didn't pay attention to it at all. He heard Batman let out a weird laugh. p>
"Hahahahaha——"
The clown felt chills all over. He had never thought that the laughter he was so familiar with would sound so terrifying.
"I've been thinking, clown."
"Tell me, what is winning?"
The Joker laughed crazily when he heard the pale monster Batman turned into: "Let's go straight to the core of the problem, okay? The little black heart, beating, beating, beating, why didn't I kill him?
You?"
Then his head transformed back into Batman's head in a silvery white. The beautiful bat head with pointed ears was simply and crudely installed on the purple suit body, mocking everyone.
In every deepest nightmare in Gotham, even in the twisted mind of the Joker, he has never seen such a horrific scene.
"Because you win."
Batman's voice was low and dark, and his sweetheart's call was gentle and hoarse. He lowered his head with compassion on his face.
"Batman, it's you! What happened, what happened to all this..."
"I, I can't control myself..."
"No, no! Honey, I'm here... Batman, you can never be defeated, you won't-"
The clown stretched out his hand tremblingly, and the fingers of his hand were twisted in the violent beating, like twisted twists.
But the Joker doesn't feel pain at all. As long as there is Batman, as long as Batman is still there, no matter what kind of dilemma Batman is in, Batman can always win. Batman can always defeat him and defeat anyone.
!
He trembled and wanted to touch Batman's cheek, but he only touched the raised corners of his mouth.
Batman's voice turned into hysterical laughter in the next second.
The hoarse laughter gradually deformed and grew louder, and he seemed to choke on his laughter. The clown saw the corners of Batman's mouth split, and the face under the bat hood was pale, like his own reflection.
"No! No!"
The clown screamed hysterically, almost vomiting out of his throat.
The pale freak began to put on Batman's clothes. The lower half of Batman's face under the mask had turned pale white and was still talking. The upper half of his face turned pale again in the silvery white light: <
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"Hahaha, I love this answer! Then you win, and I win! But it's different, you know? It's different, now I win, little bat, I persevere."
"What you just said about you not doing that because it would make me win is what you tell yourself to tell others because you don't want to admit the truth - and the old slippery slope excuse, am I right?"
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"Batman kills the Joker, and then suddenly, who knows, what's going to stop Batman from killing all the bad guys like the Joker and going completely crazy?"
The clown looked at the pale monster and said with a smile: "But I think that's nonsense, old friend."
The Joker's whole body has been put on a Batman uniform by the pale monster little by little, and half of his pale face is covered by Batman's dark mask.
With the silvery white light, the monster also changed back to the appearance of Batman, wearing a Batman uniform and pointed ears - oh no, of course, the face under the mask is still pale, and the mouth is still pale.
Grinning to the base of the ears.
Well, now the two of them are almost identical - a pale man wearing Batman's coat.
"I mean, do you really think you can't just kill me, the clown, and then stop? No one will know. You can find a place out of sight and do it in the dark. You can handle it, right? Afterwards.
Say something like 'Oh, poor clown, I know him'?"
"No!" said the clown, "I would never do that!"
His bat uniform and pointed ears shine in the dark night.
Then in an instant, everything disappeared.
Hysterical laughter, raised corners of the mouth, bright red teeth and vicious eyes.
The Joker heard Batman say to him: "You... you have to help me... I can't suppress him for too long."
The clown's neck was released, and he staggered and stood on the ground at a loss.
He touched his bat mask and cape.
"Next to it...that dark red cabinet in the corner...you have to go in and crawl inside!"
He heard Batman say to him: "You have to go in so you can change me back!"