Transformed into the DC World

The large screen in the central square of the city lights up, and at the same time all the players that can receive the signal automatically switch to a channel.

"Haha now let's play a game, me and this...this..." The clown is still dressed up in the past, with bright lips in a purple suit. He scratches his head, seemingly unable to think of what to call a mad laugh .

"This more ridiculous Batman! Gotham is mine, and you are just a clumsy imitation, remember my words..."

The Joker is still talking endlessly, but Batman has found the trace of the laughing bat. The TV station is blindfolded. What Wayne's old house and Gotham police station are all traps, just see who can't help but jump in first.

None of the three people with the same high IQ had taken the bait. He didn't know what the Joker was doing now, but through some clues, Batman had found the trace of the enemy.

Like a black ghost, he quickly walked through the ruins of the city and quickly found his target.

This is a chemical factory that has been abandoned for many years. There is no light in the middle of the night. Compared with the clutter in the middle of the city, it is as quiet as a tomb.

Batman found five guard devices on the periphery, and there were almost no dead ends between them, but he still went around very carefully.

The chemical plant occupies a large area, and he has to speed up a bit, because judging from the ground traces, I am afraid that the clown has already entered first.

Batman is afraid that the Joker will defeat the Laughing Bat and defeat this own nightmare. If this happens, it will not only affect the gods, but also shake Batman's own confidence.

If madness finally defeats reason, then the creed he has adhered to for so many years is meaningless, which Batman absolutely does not want to see.

But he didn't want to see the clown fall in a pool of blood and be defeated by a crazier self, which would make him feel guilty and feel that he killed the clown.

He was worried about gains and losses, but Batman was still sensible, did not lose the necessary vigilance, and walked carefully into the depths of the chemical plant.

This factory has been abandoned for a long time, and a briefly dug tunnel leads to the depths of the underground. Batman checked it again and slowly slipped in.

The passage is very long, as if it is hundreds of meters deep underground, out of the winding passage, here is an underground cave group, Batman is a bit dazed, he doesn't know whether there is this huge cave group under Gotham in his original world.

The light here is very poor, fortunately the stone pillars all around are emitting fluorescence.It's just that the light is refracted several times, and it looks a little distorted in the eyes.

After simply observing the environment and listening carefully, there was a faint metal blow in the wind. He judged a lower position and found that the fighting location was not far from him. Batman ran over lightly.

"Trash! Hehe, human dregs, freak! Your scourge is a tragedy in the world!" A voice slightly higher than a whisper sounded, a little softer, but full of power, even if it was a little far away, Can hear clearly.

Batman watched from behind a huge stone pillar. The clown in the center of the venue was completely defeated, and the purple suit was full of blood.

He was lying on his back on the ground, with blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, the sleeve of his left arm was torn off, and a large swelling on his elbow.

And standing in front of him was a thin and tall man, black leather jacket wrapped around a somewhat thin body, with a metal blindfold covered with spikes in his eyes, hideous and terrifying, like a ghost crawling out of hell. The open mouth broke through the limits of human physiology and grinned to both sides. The bright red gums and white Sensen's teeth made people shudder.

This is a Batman who has absorbed the poison of the clown, and now he calls himself a bat laughing wildly.

Unlike Batman's tendon flesh, this guy is a little thinner, with his jaw protruding downwards, and his pointed chin looks evil.

Laughing bat holding an iron rod in his hand, facing the clown’s cheek is a stick "Scum! Social maggots! Freak! Hee hee I don’t know which world you are from, but I killed you and I interrupted you Neck,

After he finished speaking, he was a stick again, completely smashing the left cheek of the clown, and several teeth flying into the air with bloodshots scattered.

The Joker replied with a louder smirk, "You are a complete idiot, always, haha, is Batman without rules or Batman! Your game is not fun at all!"

With a cry, the bat who laughed wildly seemed to be uncomfortable with weapons. He threw away the iron rod, and the clown stood in front of him for a long time. His heart was very uncomfortable. The old personality seemed to show signs of recovery. He suppressed the discomfort and smiled sternly. He was full of hostility, smashing the clown with his fists.

"You laugh, hehe, let me tell you! Delete those childish rules and self-discipline! There will be the only truth left, and that is that Batman will win!" He attacked the Joker frantically, his fist was quickly broken and exposed He didn't care about the flesh and blood that turned out.

As the beaten, the clown was even more miserable. There was no good meat on his face. The whole skin was bleeding out. One eye was already blind. However, the clown was happier when he was beaten up. He kept shouting harder.

"It's all over! I don't have time to play games with you, you bastard, hee hee" He laughed at the bat for a long time, and he was tired, and lost the part of Batman's self-control like an ascetic monk. In order to make sense, his physical fitness is far worse than at his peak.

He took out an old revolver from his arms, laughed and pointed the gun at the head of the clown.

"Do you know this gun? The pistol that killed Thomas Wayne and Martha Wayne! It's also your honor to die under this gun!"

"Huh?" When he was about to pull the trigger, he found that the clown also took out a gun and pointed it at his heart.

Just when he was about to say something to delay time, the clown directly pulled the trigger.

With a "click", the imaginary heart was shot and fell to the ground without appearing. A small flag emerged from the front of the clown's pistol. Under the breeze of the underground cavern, the small flag drifted with the wind and made a light sound. , As if laughing at something.

"Haha idiot!..."

The laughing bat froze for a moment, and then laughed. He smiled forward and backward, and pointed his pistol at the clown. "I have to say that as a starting point, you are very suitable. You are more energetic than the clown I met. It’s a laugh, do you get it?"

"You do it! Haha"

The grinning bat's mouth widened. "I'm glad you finally looked away."

Just one second before the finger was about to pull the trigger, a gust of wind rang behind the ear, and the clown’s laughter reached the ear, "Haha idiot, I'm not talking about you!"