"My judge, don't you dare to face the truest voice in your heart?" The clown's tone was lazy and his posture was leisurely. He didn't want to blow up the criminals in the prison at all. Instead, he looked like a young man walking on the street. "Just right.
The researchers in the lunatic asylum who conducted human experiments on us should have a few bottles of truth serum, do you want to give it a try?"
While the Joker and Jasmine were talking, Tony stood aside and couldn't get a word in.
"Feeling shocked?" The clown naturally noticed Jasmine's sudden frown, "We people are born with mental disorders, and it's not worth the trouble of big people like you. You people will never really understand those dirty and dark things, so haha
A native Gothamite like Vee Dent doesn’t understand, so why do you think you can change Gotham?”
Harley stood next to the clown, grinning silently. But this time the clown did not push her away impatiently. Instead, with a sense of triumph, he held Harley's waist and waited quietly.
Jasmine's reply.
"I never thought I could change Gotham." Jasmine said with difficulty, trying to get herself out of the Joker's thinking trap.
The Joker sneered and became more dismissive: "Then tell me, as a New Yorker, why are you so persistent in Gotham? Is it just for the sense of justice that is constantly churning in your heart, something that is despised by Gotham people?"
Tony suddenly laughed, which was particularly abrupt during the confrontation. Not only did Jasmine frown, but the Joker and Harley also focused on Tony.
"I'm very sorry. I just heard a very funny joke and I couldn't help it." Tony covered the corners of his mouth and tried to appear low-key, "You continue."
The Joker didn't speak, Harley didn't speak, and everyone present was divided into two and stood in a stalemate.
"You're right." The conversation was interrupted by Tony. Jasmine suddenly let out a breath and admitted readily, "I do it for the justice in my heart. You are wrong. Justice is not something that is despised by all Gothamites.
."
"The justice for you and Batman is to send us to such a lunatic asylum and treat us as free guinea pigs?" The smile on the corner of the clown's mouth seemed to become more and more intrusive. Jasmine heard the sound of a gun being loaded and grabbed the corner of Tony's clothes.
His palms were sweaty.
It was Harley who moved first. Tony reacted quickly and put on the steel suit. Just when the fight was about to begin, Batman fell from the sky and interrupted the rhythm.
The clown's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he stretched out his hands towards Batman: "Ah, my dear Batman, you are finally here."
Bruce stood silently in Tony and Jasmine's camp, and the two sides returned to a state of silent confrontation again.
"Little Pudding, I think we may not be able to leave the prison today. I'm so sad." Harley lay down on the clown's chest, restlessly stroking her tight chest muscles with her hands.
Tony twitched his mouth, it was the first time he saw a woman who could take advantage of him.
Bruce was wearing a mask and a voice changer. Under the mask were sexy thin lips: "What is your purpose?"
"Purpose? What purpose can we have? My purpose is just to rescue my little sweetheart." The clown allowed Harley to do something. Tony could even see Harley's hands constantly moving up his open chest.
"The other members of the Suicide Squad have been taken away by you, am I right?" Jasmine suddenly asked Harley and the Joker, "No, I haven't heard any noise until now. You probably didn't come here for them. You didn't come here either."
Not here for Harley."
The clown looked at Jasmine with raised eyebrows, and the knife in his hand kept sliding back and forth along Harley's skin.
The sound of a helicopter was heard not far away. The moment the sound was heard, Harley took out the pill from the clown's arms and threw it in front of everyone. The two of them disappeared instantly, and gunshots were heard one after another, while Jasmine was firmly protected by Tony.
He was never injured beneath his body.
Batman finished cleaning the battlefield and left quietly. Jasmine held on to her body and urgently mobilized the security of the asylum, standing guard in front of the blasted wall to prevent any criminals from escaping.
In fact, when the smoke gradually dissipated, Jasmine could vaguely see the outlines of things. It wasn't until she left the asylum and saw the stars in the sky that she truly realized that she could see things.
"Tony." Jasmine took Tony's hand and asked him to stop.
Tony turned around subconsciously and saw the stars reflected in her eyes. He paused: "Can you see me?"
Jasmine smiled and nodded. Tony repeated it again, and Jasmine still smiled and nodded. The next second, Tony let go of Jasmine's hand, rushed forward, hugged her and spun her around three times. Both of them had expressions on their faces.
With a smile, the fatigue of the past few days is gone.
After returning to the hotel, the two hugged each other and slept. Jasmine saw Wade again in her dream, and this time it was a disfigured Wade.
"Hey, friend, when you come to see me, can you please stop showing up when I'm not wearing any clothes?" Wade quickly put on his hood, but his upper body was still naked, "If you really like me, we can
It's impossible to sleep with one, after all, you are just a ghost. Oh, I forgot to ask, where have you been, and why do you appear again now? What could cause you to appear? "
"Wade." After finally seeing something, Jasmine was quiet for a moment, but she didn't expect to dream about him again, "What time is it now?"
"Of course it's morning. You see there's no sun outside. Isn't the ghost's time different from ours? If I die, wouldn't it be jet lag..." Wade said as he put on his clothes.
Invite Jasmine to sit down and have a good chat.
I don't know if it was Jasmine's illusion, but she always felt that the phantoms that appeared in her dreams became more and more real. She subconsciously reached the sofa and realized that she should actually go straight through the sofa, instead of being able to really walk through it like this.
Sitting on the sofa. The next second, Jasmine was amused by Wade's ghost's statement about jet lag: "I mean what year is it now? Every time I see you, there is no one around you. Could it be that there is no one around you?"
You have no friends?"
Jasmine became even more nagging than Wade, treating dreams as a place for unbridled talk: "Last time we met, you said you were going to propose to your girlfriend, was it successful? By the way, what was your wedding like? Was it recorded?
, if you have a recording, remember to send it to me. If you succeed, I will give you a big red envelope."
"Brother is so handsome, how could anyone reject me? No one can match my charm. My wedding has been a long time ago." Wade vowed, "Today is Christmas 2015. If you want to give me a red envelope,
I only accept cash, remember what you said. You must come to me after you wake up, otherwise I will find you if I break through the dimensional wall."
"Your girlfriend won't spend Christmas with you?" Jasmine felt that something was wrong with what Wade said. "If we can meet in real life in the future, I will definitely give you a red envelope." But in her heart
Thinking about Wade's information that she had checked in the past two days, 2015 happened to be the one-year recovery period after Wade received illegal treatment, but there was no record showing that he was married.
Wade excitedly drew out his two swords and eagerly gesticulated on Jasmine's body: "If you are a ghost, you should not be afraid of physical attacks. Baby, do we want to try this entertainment show? It is rare to have such an experience in life, please agree.
I."
Jasmine shook her head quickly, but failed to stop Wade's movements. When the tip of the knife touched Jasmine's forehead, she disappeared out of thin air again. Wade curled his lips in boredom, casually left the two knives on the sofa, and went straight to the refrigerator to get them.
Bring out beer and drink alone.
After waking up, Jasmine didn't have time to communicate with Tony and saw Tony who had already dressed and was packing his luggage.
"Leaving so soon?" Jasmine temporarily put Wade's matter behind her and looked at Tony.
Tony patted Jasmine's hand holding the trolley case comfortingly: "I'll wait for you in New York. Don't stay in Gotham for too long. Remember the agreement you made with Wanda. By the way, Natasha said that after you go back, your
Double the mental training and good luck."
Jasmine, who was sitting on the corner of the bed with disheveled hair, had a blank mind. When she heard that the training was to continue, her whole body tensed up reflexively, preparing for the coming attack. During this gap, Tony said goodbye to Jasmine in a hurry and left.
room.
It took Jasmine a long time to realize that Natasha was not in Gotham, and she was not training in the Avengers training room. She scratched her head and got up, changed clothes, and prepared to go out.
However, the next second, Bruce jumped in from the window and walked toward Jasmine with frivolous steps. Jasmine paused as she placed her hand on the doorknob, then turned around and closed the door.
"Jasmine?" Despite the voice changer, Jasmine could still hear the hope and despair in Bruce's words. Bruce stepped forward and hugged Jasmine, who was unable to dodge, in his arms, and behind Jasmine was the room she had just closed.
Door.
Bruce drunkenly put his chin next to Jasmine's ear and rubbed it: "You always say you want to date me because you think I'm busy, but I really can't tell you that I am Batman, otherwise I will hurt you. You
I feel very lucky to leave. I understand rationally that this is good. I won’t worry about how to protect you when my identity is exposed one day, and I won’t worry about your safety in Gotham. But when you left, I realized
, I really miss you..."
Jasmine turned her head away from Bruce's hot breath and tried her best to push him, who had become limp due to drunkenness: "Bruce, sober up. It doesn't matter if you don't tell me now, I don't care anymore."
"But why don't you care?" Bruce still held Jasmine and loosened his arms slightly. He pointed the tip of his nose at Jasmine's and looked straight into her eyes. "You shouldn't care. No matter what you said, no matter what I do,
If I do anything wrong, you will forgive me."
"But back then, you didn't even give me an explanation. You told me that I believed you, and you disappeared for more than a month." Jasmine used so much force that Bruce collapsed on the carpet, with his legs spread and his hands flat.
, she knew that she shouldn't argue with a drunk person, but she still said it without restraint, "Bruce, these are meaningless anymore. Let the past things pass, and now we all have a new life, so this is not the case."
Okay?"
"I don't want to, I'm not good..." Bruce covered his face, like a child who couldn't ask for candy, and spoke to Jasmine in a crying voice, "I never saw you again after you left.
Say to myself, if you can come back, I will gradually learn to balance the two identities of Batman and Bruce Wayne, and I will not let you be wronged again."
Jasmine stood there, looking at the aggrieved Bruce on the ground and not knowing what to do.
"Jasmine..." Bruce tugged on the bat suit impatiently. Naturally, the suit would not be easily torn by him, "Jasmine..."
Jasmine sighed helplessly, feeling that she had encountered more and more troubles since arriving in Gotham. She stepped forward, tried her best to lift Bruce out of bed, covered him with a quilt, and prepared to leave.
Bruce, who was left behind, might be able to feel it, and with his last effort of consciousness, he succeeded in making Jasmine stop.