Chapter 390 I would like to call each other the enemy of my life!
Chapter 390 I would like to call the other party my lifelong enemy!
In Bateman's view, the clown who wanted to die was like a time bomb that would explode. Having trained in the Assassin's League for many years, he knew that he had to be more cautious at such times, so he moved around, crazy snakeskin
Move around and leave the clown behind.
"Don't run away, listen to me, Bateman, I'm serious, kill me quickly so I can be freed!"
The clown didn't know that in Bateman's heart, he had become a careerist with all his plans. He was still following Bateman crazily, hoping that the other party would give him a good time. After all, in his opinion,
Chen Mo asked him to report when he saw Bateman, which meant that there must be something extraordinary about Bateman that would make him take notice of him. Maybe he could get rid of that nightmare?
"Battman, please!"
The clown was so desperate that he simply knelt on the ground and begged the other party crazily!
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Bateman, who was full of doubts, confirmed that there were no traps around him and there was no need for an ambush. He was also a little more confused. Could it be that he had thought wrong?
"Listen to me, it all started from that day!"
The clown immediately began to recall his unbearable past, but when he wanted to mention Chen Mo's existence, he couldn't say the other person's name during the day. The words were clearly on his lips. He was so anxious that he jumped up and down, but there was nothing he could do.
"What on earth are you going to say?"
"There is, there is, he, I, him!"
The anxious clown simply wanted to demonstrate his resurrection ability to the other party. Because the pistol jammed before and could not fire the bullets, this time he directly picked up a knife and tried to pull it on his neck.
However, when he took the knife in his hand, the clown became confused and lost consciousness in the next second.
Bateman looked at the clown who rolled his eyes and immediately stepped forward to check. When he was about to meet the clown, he saw that the other party had woken up, and then stabbed Bateman with a knife.
"You didn't expect it, Batman. Today, I am going to take off your mask and reveal it to the whole world. Let them see how their hero died!"
Bateman is naturally not a rookie who has just entered the battlefield. When he was studying in the Assassin League, he has experienced various assassination and combat trainings. Therefore, when the clown who does not follow martial arts comes to deceive or sneak attack,
He let go of this move easily.
"I knew you weren't a good person!"
Bateman grabbed the clown's knife hand and said in a hoarse voice that he had terminal throat cancer and was dying soon.
"Really, but I don't think you are a good person either!"
The clown showed an evil smile, pulled his hand away from the opponent little by little, and then said.
"When you beat up those gangsters, you must be very happy!"
"I was punishing evil and promoting good!"
Bateman hurriedly clarified as if he had been stabbed in a sore spot.
"Then why don't you send them to the police station intact, because you are afraid, you are afraid that those guys will be released with their front feet just after you send them in. You are from Gotham, and you know very well that this city
, there is no cure!”
The power of both sides was restrained by a little bit of reversal. Bateman found that the power of the other party was overtaking his own little by little. No matter how much strength he exerted, the dagger was still getting closer to him.
"ah!"
In desperation, Bateman smashed the clown away with his headbutt, then twisted his body and took a few steps back to avoid the dagger attack.
This headbutt was as crisp as two iron pots colliding together, and Bateman's head was buzzing due to the shock. But when he looked at the opponent, he found that the clown was fine, and there was even a red mark on his head.
nothing.
"I could do this all day!"
The clown holds the knife behind his back and assumes a fighting stance.
That's right, the one fighting Batman now is Chen Mo who has taken the call from a distance. The clown was here to die before, and his life has been completely controlled by Chen Mo. It's just trivial to control the body!
However, even if Chen Mo fought for him, he still couldn't beat Bateman. After all, Chen Mo only knew how to use the king's eight punches, but Bateman was proficient in various fighting skills. When the two sides fought, it was like a grandpa fighting his grandson.
The clown controlled by Chen Mo was like a clown, being punched by Bateman in various combinations until he couldn't hold his head up.
However, although he couldn't beat the opponent in a fight, Chen Mo dared to be the first in terms of the blood bar, and no one dared to be the second!
After a series of combination punches, even a strong man like Bateman began to pant, but the clown still looked unscathed, and he didn't even break a sweat.
"I could fight like this all day long!"
The clown didn't forget to continue to emphasize. The angry Bateman stepped forward and started to fight with punches and kicks, straight punches, swing punches, punches, uppercuts. Bateman felt that the time and the strength he used were enough for him to fight again.
A hundred gangsters were gangsters, but the opponent remained the same, and even took the initiative to drag Bateman into a headbutt fight.
You click, I click, you click, I click...
The two heads were like two big watermelons, hammering each other more than a dozen times. Even with the protection of a helmet, Bateman felt that his head was going to explode, but his opponent was still fine.
"I can………"
Before the other party could finish the whole day, Bateman had already turned around and ran away.
After all, he fought with his mind. Realizing that he was exhausted today and that he might not be able to do anything to the clown, Bateman decisively used the superior strategy of the art of war. He turned into Rufeng, and with a flick of his cloak, two smoke bombs were fired.
It fell behind him, instantly covering his departing figure.
As for Chen Mo, he didn't expect that the other party would turn in so decisively, but he didn't pursue it. After all, the time was long, so he then returned his body to the clown.
On the other side, Batman, who returned to his Batcave, could no longer bear it and fell to the ground. The loyal butler Afu hurriedly gave Batman a medical diagnosis, and then discovered that his young master had suffered a severe concussion.
, both hands were broken, and there were extensive soft tissue contusions in most areas of the body.
"If I didn't know what you were doing, I would have thought you were hit by a truck. Master, that guy should be in a worse situation than you, right?"
"No, Afu!"
Bateman, who had already seen a double image, shook his head, and then said in a solemn tone.
"That guy's body is so strong that he doesn't look like a human being. He's unscathed. I have to take other measures!"
"Is it that powerful?"
The butler was also shocked.
"Yes, he is very powerful. I would like to call him my lifelong enemy!"
