Chapter 514 The Clown dies suddenly, Hong Fei returns
"Are you crazy?!" Bruce was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around and yelled.
The noise caused by the explosion was so great that the aftermath of the explosion could be felt across the river.
And even if such an attack really killed Luther, the number of ordinary people affected would only be greater.
The clown spread his hands and shrugged: "It's okay if you mean the body. Oh, no, I still want to apologize to you. I'm afraid I can't find the body now."
Bruce clenched his fists and turned to look at Louise, who had fainted.
"Okay, Bruce, don't worry. Since you have done what I asked, I will definitely ensure that she lives well. Even if she wants to commit suicide, I thought I would stop her immediately. This is the basis of our friendly cooperation, isn't it?
?"
Bruce stared at him silently.
"Let's talk about what happened before. After you sent me to Arkham, your waist seemed to have been broken?" The clown looked at his waist and then said doubtfully: "I'm curious about how you did it.
Cured?"
"This has nothing to do with you."
"No, no, no, Bruce, this has a lot to do with me! You know, we are two sides of the same coin. If someone breaks your waist, it is equivalent to breaking my waist. So, tell me how you deal with it.
Okay, how about I help you kill that enemy?"
Bruce narrowed his eyes: "Even if I tell you, you can't recreate that scene, but if you want to kill him, hey, I advise you not to do that."
"Oh why?"
"Because that person is different from me. I will only send you to Arkham, but he will definitely kill you."
"Okay!" The Joker shouted flatly, "You have made me more interested in him. To be honest, I already know who he is and have found him. He is in Gotham, right, and he has also conquered the entire Gotham.
All the underground forces have been unified! Bruce, tell me, why do you allow this to happen? Is it because he has enough power to frighten you, or is it because he has the leverage over you?"
Bruce was silent again.
The clown probed: "Is she your girlfriend? If I'm not mistaken, her name is Miranda. I've never seen her, but that's fine. It means you have gotten over the shadow of the death of your last girlfriend...
"
Before he finished speaking, Bruce punched out.
But this time the clown stepped back in time and dodged. At the same time, he raised his hands and said in surprise: "Wow, your fist is so powerful. Do you want to blow my head off with one punch? What a pity, I
Shouldn't have gotten out of the way."
"Then stand still and let me punch you!" Bruce gritted his teeth.
"Well, it seems like your excuse isn't your girlfriend, so what could it be? Mr. Wayne, I'm really curious now, how about you tell me, and I'll trade that big bomb in Gotham City with you?
"
Bruce's heart moved when he heard this, and just when he was about to agree, he saw the space beside the two of them suddenly shake.
Then a straight horizontal knife was thrust out suddenly and violently.
As a target, the clown quickly dodged to avoid, but his speed was still much slower, so at the critical moment of life and death, he could only reluctantly stretch out his arms to block.
The light of the sword flashed suddenly.
An arm flew up and fell.
Then Harley appeared teleporting with a knife.
"The reason he didn't stop him was because there was another person behind the person who broke his spine."
The clown cut off his arm, covered the bloody wound, and his expression suddenly changed. The madness and murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
However, he was still a little surprised when he saw Harley.
"Doctor Quinzel?" he called, and Harley curled her lips in response.
Then he stared at Harley and looked him up and down, then raised his eyebrows and said: "You look very different from the Dr. Quinzel I know, but you also feel very familiar to me. It's really strange..."
"Haha, I don't think I'm very familiar with you. I just feel extremely sorry for my past self. I actually wasted so much time on a lunatic like you, and even gave up all my holidays. I really
I want to stab my past self to death with a knife."
"Wow, your idea makes my eyes light up!" The clown's eyes suddenly brightened, as if he saw his companion.
When Harley saw this, she raised the knife and stabbed the clown in the eye without saying a word.
With a clang, Bruce stretched out his hand to knock the blade open, and a cluster of sparks came out.
Facing Harley's probing gaze, he said: "We can't kill him yet. I don't know what weapons he prepared in Gotham and where they are."
Little Scandal Yan grinned, and at the same time glanced at the people around him who had raised their guns.
Suddenly, gunfire erupted from the rooftop, and bullets poured out.
Bruce was about to protect Harley when his steps suddenly stopped in the next second.
As expected, Harley's performance shocked him and everyone else.
Harley was seen clenching the handle of the knife with both hands, and a ball of dazzling silver knife flowers suddenly bloomed around her. At the same time, about a meter in front of her, the sliced bullets fell with a clang.
One place.
After a while, the sound of gunfire stopped, and the sound of empty barrel disintegration was heard.
Harley's eyes quickly glanced around the mercenaries and twisted her neck.
Then, she disappeared from the spot and appeared again behind a certain mercenary. The mercenary had no time to react before he stabbed his head through the head. The helmet that should have been able to defend against bullets was struck by the vibranium sword.
There is no hindrance at all.
With continuous rapid teleportation, every time she appears, she will take away a life with extreme precision.
Even because her speed was so great, the next figure suddenly appeared before the previous figure had dissipated.
More than ten phantoms of different shades of light existed on the rooftop at the same time, making it look as if she had used a clone technique.
Seeing this, the clown's eyes became increasingly gloomy, and he put down his remaining arm and touched his waist.
The next moment.
Harley suddenly appeared behind him.
The clown's instinct was very sharp. He rolled forward without any consideration, and the sharp triangular incision of the horizontal knife had pierced his clothes and surface skin.
Avoiding Harley's attack, the clown's wound became more and more painful as he moved, but he resisted and slapped his only palm to his waist.
In a hurry, although he didn't understand why Harley suddenly attacked the Joker, Bruce's instinct also reminded him of Louise lying beside him, so he immediately reached out and pointed at the Joker, but at this time, it was too late to think about the other party.
Will he die or not?
He can't be allowed to target Harley, who just helped him, right?
In that case, even regardless of Harley's current strength, Hong Fei will be able to raise his ashes when he comes back.
The pulse cannon rushed straight towards the clown's remaining arm.
But comparing the two, the speed seems to be too late!
At this critical moment, Bruce didn't even know how many times he saw the familiar sarcasm on the clown's face.
At the critical moment, when the clown's palm was about to be photographed, a golden light suddenly appeared.
Then, the loud and loud dragon roar suddenly resounded.
hold head high!!
A golden divine dragon flew out with a bang, coming from behind and instantly surpassing Bruce's pulse cannon and the clown's slap.
Immediately afterwards, the lifelike dragon didn't dodge and ran straight into the clown's back.
In an instant, the clown's body cracked inch by inch like glass, and then the fragments melted into dust under the agitation of the dragon's body passing through him.
Time continues to pass.
After the dragon flew across the rooftop, its head suddenly turned upside down, and then it rushed into Harley's palm and disappeared.
No blood, no corpses.
Bruce stared blankly at the crater made by the pulse cannon on the ground, and did not regain consciousness for a while.
Where's my clown? Where's a clown my age?
As an opponent, it's not that he can't accept the death of the Joker, but it's hard for him to accept that the Joker died so suddenly, leaving no one mentally prepared at all.
On the contrary, it was Harley who was the instigator. She stuck the horizontal knife behind her back, patted the non-existent dust on her palms, lifted up the hair hanging down from her forehead, and then walked past Bruce coolly.
Their eyes met, and Harley gave him a bright smile.
Then, Harley picked up Louise in a princess hug and said, "The bomb the Joker said is in Wayne Manor, the Scarecrow is in Metropolis, and Luther is still alive."
Bruce frowned and nodded.
Luther, whom the Joker wanted to kill, did not die, but he died first.
"You go and deal with the bomb and Scarecrow. The boss told him to be careful about Luther. He won't give up so easily."
"I know, thank you."
"You're welcome, just pay me."
"...I will prepare it for you."
"That's great, but I don't want money. Can you give me a yacht? I want to sail on the sea."
"No problem, how big do you want it to be?"
"Well, it's not good if it's too small, and it's not good if it's too big. What do you think?"
"good."
Harley smiled happily, turned around and teleported away.
After he left, Bruce took a deep breath, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and then took off straight into the air and flew towards Wayne Manor. He never thought about the method the Joker used to place the bomb in Wayne Manor.
It had escaped his detection, and he was very anxious now. If Alfred was blown up into the sky, even though he would be happy and sad at his age, Bruce would probably have a hard time accepting it.
metropolis.
What was blown up by the Joker was Luthor's temporary foothold, and he did stay there for a long time.
But when the Joker detonated the bomb, Luther just left there and headed to the wreckage of the Kryptonian spacecraft on the other side of the city.
When the bomb detonated, the fire and air waves almost overturned the car Luther was riding in.
When Luther turned around from the shock and dizziness and turned to look behind him, countless F-words burst out of his head like an eruption.
He didn't need to think at all, and he immediately thought of the madman who had been his brother for almost a week.
God knows when the clown deployed the bomb. He has obviously been secretly restricting and monitoring the clown's range of activities in the past.
But really speaking, he and the Joker are just superficial brothers. Even before he met the Joker, he wanted to send crazy guys like the Joker to hell when he got it done. He even wanted to do it in front of the clown.
This was done in front of Bruce as a farewell to Gotham Bat.
Letting Batman and the Joker continue to fight against each other in hell will not be in vain for the glorious past between them.
Unexpectedly, the clown acted faster than him.
Fortunately, Luther was lucky enough to escape the disaster.
And this also made Luther's gaze become more determined, and the vehicle moved faster towards the wreckage of the Kryptonian spacecraft.
Same time, New York.
Superman knelt next to the sofa, and stretched out his hand to touch the unconscious Martha's face with a guilty look on his face. The tears accumulated in his eyes seemed to be about to fall down in the next second.
In a short time, he didn't know how many times he turned around to ask.