But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the clown waving his hand.
He hummed in a low voice, slumping his face like an aggrieved puppy.
"Plan, plan, plan, hum. Always a plan."
"Everyone has a plan, and everyone loves a plan. Oh my god, look at me."
He rubbed his hands on his pale face again and again, then patted it quickly and showed Bain his smiling face:
"I'm a madman, madman! Look at me, do I look like the kind of person who will do things according to plan?"
"You are the dog chasing the car." Chen Tao answered him, and he said the standard answer.
The many analysts before he traveled through time had already analyzed the clown’s essence badly:
"Even if you really catch up, you don't know what to do with it. You just... do things for the sake of doing things."
Of course, Chen Tao knows very well that these deconstructions of clowns are essentially the result of blind men touching the elephant. All conclusions are just a glimpse of the leopard. No matter whether the elephant's legs or tail are touched, they are just the tip of the iceberg of the elephant. p>
Chen Tao warned himself in his heart.
These conclusions do not allow people to fully understand the Joker. He is a pale and disorderly man. Even someone as smart as Luther cannot completely predict his trajectory.
Therefore, we must make decisions based on the situation.
"Oh~ sweetheart. You still understand me."
The clown made an expression that was touched: "You are more considerate and sweet, not like a reckless guy like Bane - although you are always making plans."
He said:
"Oh, I've been almost bored to death with plans lately. The Court of Owls has plans, the police have plans, even Bain has plans."
"You nasty conspirators. You always hold your own little world firmly in the palm of your hand."
"Yeah, but you know~"
He said in a brisk tone: "I am not a conspirator——"
Then in the second half of his sentence, without warning, his tone immediately transformed into gloomy violence:
"I want those conspirators to realize how pathetic and ridiculous their efforts to control everything are! Hahahahahaha!"
He smiled and bent down.
Then very quickly, he straightened his body like a spring and continued like a normal person:
"Oh, I'm sorry for being so presumptuous. I wish I could stop laughing like crazy, but there's something really special about him...the way it rings in your head."
"Joker. I've had enough of your useless nonsense."
Bane said: "Where's that nuke I gave you? You were supposed to inspire him, you pale buffoon. But you ruined everything. You did something stupid, clown. Well below your villain level."<
/p>
"We could have defeated Batman completely."
He concluded: "This is a betrayal. I had expected more from you."
"You have expectations for me?"
The clown said: "No offense intended."
The smile completely faded from his face in an instant: "Are you worthy?"
Bain pressed the button on the back of his hand, and the venom behind him began to pour into his body again:
"Batman, I'm sorry, maybe I have to clear up an unexpected situation before starting our final showdown."
He even apologized to me, and he really made me cry to death.
Chen Tao felt that he had suddenly become a gift that was being fought over. This felt so weird.
He squatted aside and quietly observed the development of the situation. At the same time, he silently issued orders to the many people outside through the communicator in his hand:
Be ready to intercept nuclear bombs that may be launched at any time!
"I've never had a crush on you, clown, hahahaha..."
Bain said: "You think I won't be on guard against your betrayal? Hahahaha!"
"But I originally thought that you could at least help me attract some attention from Batman - Pah! Hahahahahahaha!"
"What's going on?"
Bain covered his mouth, he began to realize that something was wrong.
"How could it be possible? I clearly guessed that you would add laughing gas to the Titan venom I used to strengthen myself, so I took special precautions hahahaha!
...Take precautions and make sure that all the venom I poured into the bottle is pure, how could you hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
He couldn't control his wild laughter: "I carefully checked every glass of water and every edible thing you handled. I have never eaten them. There is no way you would have the chance to treat me-"
"That's enough, stop laughing!"
But Bain was completely helpless against his uncontrollable laughter.
"I'm going to kill you. Pfft, ho ho ho..."
Bain said: "I'm going to kill you. I'm going to cut open your brain, making sure every nerve is burning in endless pain and suffering, making sure you never go into shock-ah ha ha ha ha!"
"Oh, I'm so scared that I'm hiding in my little boots. Hold on, Bain. Maybe you can imagine something really scary, hehehehe..."
The clown revealed the answer: "It's air. Do you remember the time you came to me? That ridiculous little premeditation before the war? You came to me to explain your 'plans' that made your stomach hurt when you laughed?" p>
"Impossible." Bain said: "I am proficient in pharmacy, ho ho ho... I understand the composition of drugs. Even if you can prepare poisonous gas with delayed effects, it is impossible to accurately control the physical condition of each individual.
."
He said: "Logically speaking, the more powerful the individual, the longer the drug will take to take effect, hahaha! For example... if you really prepared a delayed poison gas, the soldiers who are in the same room with you should definitely be longer than me.
It attacks first, unless the poisonous gas is..."
"That's right, clever Bane!" The clown laughed:
"It seems that you have also realized that I have designed a brand new formula for you! Do you know? It is the love and care in the clown gift bag that will make you a repeat customer! Of course, the premise is that you are still alive
If you spend tonight."
"Jesus, Bane. I'm a cultured buffoon, and I know you. We've been together for so long, haven't we? We've been together through thick and thin."
The clown squatted in front of Bain. The other person grinned from the corner of his mouth to his ears and covered his stomach on the ground.
"You may be wary of me, you may have never trusted me from the beginning, but you will always be Bane. How boring, you are always predictable, you try the same thing again and again. How funny. Do you really think you are pursuing something meaningful?"
"You tried your best and came up with all kinds of new tricks, but in the end it was still the same old tricks that the Romans and Maloney played, Bane.
Defeat Batman, rule the city, build your own underworld empire, and threaten the heroes with hostages... It's so predictable that it loses all the humor."