Chapter 568 I, the Clown (VIII)

Let’s talk about two things separately, and look at another part of the city.

Bat Castle, in a laboratory.

At this moment, the display screen on the wall of the laboratory is playing the battle in the police station parking lot.

When Ruoyu’s move [Falling Flowers and Scattered Flowers] appeared, every viewer showed an expression of disbelief. Robin, who was assisting the_Bruce in wearing armor, simply stopped his actions, stared at the screen in amazement and said: "Oh my God... It’s really a ghost..."

After the six people in the picture collectively jumped onto the roof of the police station and left the surveillance camera, Dr. Clipper spoke and said to Bruce: "Five minutes ago, the surveillance camera near the police station parking lot captured this group of pictures. The cause of the incident was... Our undercover Mr. Dahl contacted a nearby patrol team without authorization, and claimed that he created an opportunity for us to "annihilate the resistance organization and capture Joey Collins alive."

The doctor shrugged and said: "As a result... In just a few seconds, our soldiers were killed by a strong energy that is difficult to analyze." He adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and shook his head. "Excuse me, this is beyond my understanding. I'm afraid I can't explain it further." Gordon shouted, "This is the end of the world... It's a disaster!" The prophet of the God of Bats showed obvious panic. He muttered incoherently, "She... and the clown, they are all devils!" "Shut up! Gordon." Bruce shouted in a sinister tone, "Even if they can do something beyond common sense. It doesn't mean that they are some kind of supernatural existence." He paused, "They are human beings, just... different..." At this point, he had just finished wearing the "combat armor". "Well... it feels..." Bruce muttered after starting the armor system, "... a little different . " His eyes focused on the lens in front of his right eye, and the data of the armor was floating in front of his eyes.

"I made some improvements." Clipper quickly responded, "It's been too long since you last wore it in actual combat. During this period... every few years, I will take the time to make a technical innovation for it. To prevent the combat effectiveness of this armor from being out of touch with the times. "

"Very good, Clipper." Bruce nodded, "This is exactly what I want." He tried to clench his fist. "Super defense, strength improvement, and..." His eyes changed slightly, "various deadly weapons."

"Hehe... Hehe..." Gordon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and squeezed out a smile, "In this case... that Joker. And Harley Quinn. It's not a big deal, right?"

Huh--

Before the voice fell, the wind suddenly rose.

At this moment, the_bruce came to Gordon like a black ghost; and grabbed Gordon's collar with one hand and lifted him up.

"Uh-no!" The sudden change made Gordon's expression change suddenly. For a second or two, he thought Bruce would really kill him.

Fortunately...

"Give your God a little faith, Gordon." Bruce sneered. Slowly put Gordon down, "I don't care what kind of skills the four rats running around the city have acquired..." He snorted coldly. "But when I was prepared, they didn't even have a chance."

"That...that's good..." Gordon, who landed on his feet again, breathed a sigh of relief. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said, adjusting his collar: "I knew you were invincible."

"No. "the_bruce actually immediately denied the other party's flattery and replied, "As far as I know, there is indeed a guy in this city - a very special guy, he may be able to defeat me..." As he spoke, he turned around and picked up the cloak on the table, "Haha... This matter makes me very excited." He actually showed a fanatical smile on his face.

"One or two thugs or lunatics pose no threat to me." Bruce continued, "The man who really threatens me is Joey Collins."

"The kid from the resistance organization?" Gordon asked in confusion, "But..." He pointed to the big screen, "The only team under his command has just been wiped out by us. Even Dahl, who secretly surrendered to us, has been killed by the clown."

"The number of people has never been a problem." Bruce said, "As long as he has the ability to recruit others to work for him... Then after this batch is killed, there will be the next batch..." He raised his head and exhaled, "I let that Dahl return to his side to monitor him. I didn't expect... this bastard would dare to act on his own, not only costing the lives of my men, but also making me completely lose control of Joey. "

Obviously, the_Bruce's scheming and wisdom are also quite outstanding. He already had a perfect countermeasure for the resistance organization. If he had to say that he had any weaknesses, it would be that he was too arrogant in terms of force. After all, he hadn't encountered a decent opponent for decades.

"Gordon." Bruce thought for a few seconds and ordered, "Send a team to take down the resistance organization's base in the sewer. Dahl has been exposed, and there is no point in keeping that place."

"Understood." Gordon then gestured to a Robin beside him, who nodded knowingly and left quickly.

"Right now..." Bruce continued, "Joy has mixed up with those four strange thugs. Even I don't know how tonight will end... Ha... the situation is getting more and more interesting..." There was a hint of expectation in his voice, "I knew...he was no ordinary person, because he is a real descendant of the clown."

"How is this possible?" Gordon asked in shock, "You already killed 'them' in 'that war'!"

"No, Gordon." Bruce tossed his cloak, turned and walked towards the exit, "I left one alive..."

"He must be crazy..." Gordon took a few steps back, turned his face sideways, and whispered to Clipper.

"Haha..." Clipper smiled and lit a cigarette for himself, "Uh--we are the same, man."

While the two were talking, the_bruce had already stepped out of the laboratory door. It's not that he didn't hear what Gordon said (the battle armor provides super hearing), he just didn't want to pay attention to it.

At this moment, Bruce's mood was inexplicably high.

With a little excitement, he walked quickly through the corridors of the castle.

His blood, which had been chilled for many years, was boiling again, and his previous fear and hesitation had long been overcome by his powerful mental power. What he was thinking about at this moment was a bloody battle to prove to the world that he was still the god of Gotham.

"Joker, Two-Face, Black Mask, Lei Xiaogu, Bane, Crocodile Man..." the_bruce walked for a while, then stopped and stood by the floor-to-ceiling window. He looked at the night view of the city and said, "My ancestor Bruce Wayne has fought against those real super criminals for many years. But I... have never had such a chance."

He raised his head and looked up at the night sky.

Colorful light filtered in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the countless bat marks produced by searchlights were still slowly swaying in the air. That is the symbol of the_bruce, the symbol of the ruler. It is a constant reminder to the citizens of Gotham that they believe in bats.

"If God really exists, then I have to thank him for sending those four people in front of me." Bruce said to himself, "It's really hard to show off in front of the mob outside and accept some miscellaneous challenges. It makes me tired and disgusting..." He said with a evil smile, "Ha... these four guys are the challengers I have been waiting for..." He read confidently, "I will use your blood To prove that my power is above all else."

Just when this man raised his head forty-five degrees and made a second grade declaration.

suddenly……

A white, extremely bright light appeared in his sight.

"That's...what..." The smile on Bruce's face disappeared, his eyes widened, and his pupils shrank rapidly...

At this time, a huge cursor lit up in the night sky of Gotham. The brightness and scale of this searchlight far exceed any other light fixture in the city.

A century ago, the real Commissioner Gordon used the giant searchlight on the roof of the police station to call for ‘the hero’.

And tonight, someone once again lit up this long-lasting light. But... the logo he typed was not a bat mark, but a hoarse grinning smile logo...

I just saw...that "smiling face" climbing all the way up into the clouds...

Its light overshadowed all the surrounding bat symbols, like a bright moon, dominating the sky of Gotham. (To be continued...)