Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path: 39. Far from over 【38/100】

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"Poof"

After sitting in the truck and experiencing a Joker with a reverse rollover, it feels like the sky is spinning. After the truck is turned over, all the glass products are broken at this moment, and his face is cut, blood is everywhere. , But he was lucky, the guy next to him was stabbed in the heart by a large piece of glass, and he had already died.

He climbed out of the broken window with difficulty, carrying an automatic rifle in his hand. He first fell to the ground, breathed heavily for a few seconds, and then struggled to climb from the ground with a gun on his body. stand up.

He was staggering, just like the drunk drunk, he fell down twice at the start, it seems that the shock just affected his sense of balance, but his expression was very pleasant, he Grabbing the rifle with both hands, he saw the Batman riding on a motorcycle rushing towards him from the empty street in front of him.

The whole face of Joker was filled with a weird smile. He grabbed his rifle and shot wildly in front of him. At this distance, the bullet had no power at all, but Cyber knew what he wanted to do.

Just like the matador wearing a red cloak, he tried to anger the Batman. He threw away his rifle. He stood on the spot, watching the bat motorcycle with huge wheels rush towards him.

He didn't even think about avoiding it.

Under the dim street light of Gotham, at the junction of darkness and halo, he stood there, the smile on the face covered with oil paint and blood was getting bigger and bigger, as if this no one's dead place It is his stage, he is waiting for the appearance of another dance partner.

"Come on, come on."

He murmured, his eyes widened and stared at the Batman that was closer and closer. He looked carefully, his body was a little trembling, Cyber looked at it in the shadow on the side, he took all His eyes are on Joker. This person is very strange. This is the most unique of all the villains he has seen before and now.

He is mad, but he has a careful thought that is completely free from the rules of civilization and morality.

He is stubborn and stubbornly pursues what he has always wanted to do, even if it is just an idea that burst out of his mind.

He is changeable, like a typical manic psychotic patient, but when he is quiet, he has an attractive quality.

It is almost like a contradictory mixture. His existence itself is the best embodiment of human chaos. He is already abnormal. He always stands at a higher level to see all the problems he encounters. , And then there are weird but useful means to solve it.

Cyber did n’t even take a look at Bruce. In this case, Bruce would make a choice. He already knew, and he naturally understood what Joker wanted to do.

In fact, his pursuit has never changed. He wants Bruce to take off his mask. More specifically, he wants Bruce to personally break the principles he has set, because he does not believe those at all.

Everything he did, horror, murder, crime, all for the purpose of proving that Batman is just a hypocrite, he wanted to prove that on some levels, Batman is not different from him, for this reason, he even Will pay their own lives as the price of the game.

The noise of the engine of the bat motorcycle is getting louder and louder. Bruce is lying on the body. The light in his eyes is getting colder. When Cyber is about to kill Joker, he stopped it, but the price he paid was Innocent people died one after another.

There is no correct answer to this choice of human nature, but everything Joker does actually transfers that pressure to his shoulders, and every day I see innocent people die because of him , Bruce's inner guilt will be stronger.

He looked at the Joker standing in the light of the street lamp with his hands spread out. He could even see the mockery on the painted face, looking forward to a mixed smile of excitement, a dangerous thought in the heart of Bruce beat.

"Bump it!"

A voice echoed in his mind, "Bump it! Just hit it, it will be a hundred!"

The bottom line of Bruce is faintly shaking. The principle he shot for himself has been shaken passively. He will not kill, but if he is allowed to continue this madman, more innocent people will be threatened, their lives and lives. The peace will be completely broken, and his life.

The planned life will be completely destroyed.

"Kill him, kill him will end all this!"

Bruce gritted his teeth, the speed of the bat motorcycle was getting faster and faster. At the moment when he heard this deepening shadow roar, the smile on the face of Joker grew stronger and he became a very experienced person who manipulated the human heart. He knows that he can feel that the stupid principle adhered to by Batman is breaking through.

In the dim light, in the black oil paint, the light in his eyes is more and more radiant, like a blazed flame, the more it burns, the more prosperous, which means that what he pursues is already at his fingertips. .

"Come on, hit me! Hit me! Break it, you don't need it!"

The murmur of Joker continues. He spread his arms out like he was about to hug the impact. At the speed of the bat motorcycle and the accumulated kinetic energy, this time really hit, Joker has Ten lives will die instantly.

But life ... if it ’s not for pursuing what you want, what's the point?

Do you really want to live like a normal person for a lifetime?

Life, this is the bet of the game, it is a consumable, whether it is his or other people ’s.

This is true fairness, isn't it?

"Ah !!!"

Bruce, who was swinging between dangerous thoughts, roared, seemingly to inspire himself to break through the **** he shot, the distance between the two was less than 50 meters, and it was almost over in a blink of an eye, and the sound of Joker also At this moment began to roar,

"Bump me! Come on! Break it!"

"I ... can't!"

"Boom"

At the last moment, he finally turned the direction. At the highest speed, he almost passed the Joker. The rapid turn at this speed is like suicide, even as high as the bat motorcycle. The performance locomotive can't stand this rapid deflection, the engine is turned off, and he even took the car out of the Joker and flung it twice on the ground.

The bat motorcycle hit the wreckage of the truck, and Bruce was thrown out. He fell to the ground and seemed to be in a coma.

"Cut, is that the case?"

Joker took his life back, but he did n’t have any joy. He grabbed his hair in frustration, like a bad-tempered kid.

"Aaaah!"

He turned around and looked at the Batman on the ground. He tilted his head and seemed to be interested again. He stood there thinking for a while, then whistle happily and put his hand into his pocket, Taking out a black switchblade, humming a weird song while shaking his hand, stepping on a cheerful pace, and walked towards Batman.

"You can't always learn, ha! You think you can't be destroyed, ha!"

He licked his bright red lips. He looked at the black bat that had lost his resistance. His eyes squeezed. A villain from the Joker gang who had climbed out of the truck reached out his hand and wanted to take off the Batman's visor , But just when his finger touched the connection between the face armor and the armor, a beating blue electric flower flew him all out.

Joker screamed and rushed to kick the guy down. He used a knife to slap the guy on the neck and said very seriously,

"He is mine!"

Looking at the eyes filled with some kind of excitement, the guy from Joker trembles and answers frantically,

"Yes yes!"

Joker patted his face with satisfaction, imitating the way he was shocked, made a bad-looking grimace, and then he half kneeled beside the unconscious Batman, and he made a gesture with his knife on his neck There was a surprise mixed with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

It was like receiving a courier, but found that the merchant sent the wrong thing. He seemed to hesitate to take off this visor, because once it was taken, it meant that the game was over.

But he has n’t played enough yet ...

This hesitation did not last long.

"Kaka"

Two guns were pointed at his head from two directions. Joker turned his head. Behind him were two heavy policemen with hoods and helmets.

They took off their masks and revealed a hidden face, that was the guy who should have died and should have disappeared.

Jim Gordon, John.Blake, pointing their guns at Joker's head from left to right, forcing him to stand up from the ground, Joker with a trace of anger, a bit of discomfort, and a trace of relaxation, obedient to the knife in his hand Throw it away, stand up, and while Robin handcuffed him on his arm, he kept complaining,

"Damn it ... Why are you always like this, always appearing when I am happiest when I play!"

Joker was sitting there while being imprisoned in the prison car. Before the door closed, he said to "Gordon" who was looking at him "sincerely,"

"You have learned the rules of the game, right?"

"My dear Gordon, I am so happy ... welcome to join the game again."

Gordon ignored him and shook his hand to close the door. turned looked at Sheriff Smith. Two middle-aged men hugged each other and patted each other ’s backs,

"This is great, Gordon ... you are not dead, this is great."

"Sorry, Smith, but the situation at the police station ... I must keep it secret, except for you and Robin, I really do n’t know who I should believe."

Robin is standing in the dark. On the front of him, a man with a ghost face supporting his left arm with his chin. He took a deep breath, looked at Cyber, and whispered,

"I caught him."

"Huh?"

Cyber looked at Robin, to be honest, after seeing Gordon and Robin taking off their masks, he was still a bit surprised, but he was more curious about what Robin wanted to say to him.

He took off the ghost face in the dark and looked at Robin. The two eyes were facing each other. Robin's eyes did not dodge this time, he whispered,

"I went to New York to watch old man. He was trained to see Katherine. She also had friends in that school. She chatted with Mr. Charles and went to Central City to see Kevin and Sergei. After receiving the secret message from the director, I sneaked back to Gotham, and I went to the cemetery. Those people, although I do n’t like them very much, my profession, my ideals tell me, I should n’t be too close to them . "

The young man looked at the darkness around him, he took a deep breath,

"I used to do the same, but Mr. Charles told me that I should not ignore the people around me for the sake of ideals. On the way, I was thinking about this problem, thinking about you, Kevin, Katherine, and others, they What it means to me, I used to be dependent on old man, Mr. Gordon was my life mentor, for a while, I hated you very much, and even refused Katherine ... I think you broke my life, Kevin their Joining makes my life and my ideals a mess. "

Cyber yawned, he said impatiently,

"What the **** do you want to say?"

Although it is very polite, in the dark, Cyber's's eyes softened.

"I want to say ... I do n’t want to conflict with my family. I want Gotham to be peaceful, but I also have to protect my family, because you do the same, sorry, I ’m wrong, Cyber, I Brother. "

Robin pointed to the slowly activated prison car over there. "As you told me, only by jumping out of that circle can you do what you want without being affected. Only by becoming Spectre can you grab those verticals. Immortal opportunity, I use actual actions to atone for sins, I help Kevin revenge them, use my way. "

"So, welcome back."

Cyber put on the ghost face again, and his voice became angry, "My brother."

After a while, the black battle axe restarted, Cyber turned back,

"But Robin, be careful, this may not be over yet."