Among them, if plan c is subdivided, it can be further divided into c1-c4.
At least.
In the blink of an eye, time was so short that Yi Lin had no time to make any more plans.
If it were the real Bruce Wayne, Yi Lin might not have enough time to think about how to deal with the situation at hand.
The premise is——
Is this the real Bruce Wayne?
In the blink of an eye, the dark bat motorcycle swept over with a terrifying sound!
Yi Lin did not hesitate anymore and decisively turned on "Run Fast" and "Follow Like a Shadow".
In the eyes of "Batman", the hateful "Riddle Gentleman" disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Derivative applications that follow you like a shadow——
Shadows leave traces!
Now "like a shadow" has been upgraded to the max by Yi Lin.
This is no longer the same as when derivative applications were first developed.
When the sense of presence is reduced by 100%, even if Yi Lin uses skills face to face, even if Yi Lin cannot "unscientifically" disappear from the other person's eyes, he can still make his sense of existence blur in the other person's "perception" for a moment.
Not to mention in such high-speed relative motion.
"Batman" and "Riddle Gentleman" passed by each other. In his retina, for a moment, less than a second, he could not capture the figure of "Riddle Gentleman".
The night in Gotham is too dark.
The riddle gentleman's clothes are too dark.
Moreover, "Batman" is not used to the narrow field of vision after wearing a mask.
All kinds of conditions led to "Batman" turning the front of the car slightly and passing by Yi Lin!
Zhi——
But after the accident, Batman recovered in the shortest time.
As he gritted his teeth, an uncontrollable madness appeared in his eyes.
"Death, death, death -"
Batman suddenly took out a weird-shaped pistol from his waist.
What is loaded inside...is a special armor-piercing bullet!
Even if the armor of a tank cannot be penetrated by one shot, it can still create a hole!
No matter how amazing the riddles of the Riddle Gentleman are, no matter how magical the Riddle Gentleman's methods are, "Batman" believes that no one can stop an armor-piercing bullet with his body.
The Riddle Gentleman must die!
Otherwise, I'm sorry to the vast number of Gotham citizens!
"Let the world feel pain from now on!"
"???"
Duang!
He... suddenly disappeared!
It was pitch black before my eyes!
"Tsk, it's just blinding."
Suddenly, a dissatisfied voice came from Batman's ear.
He suddenly felt something sting him on the side of his neck.
No, that's a knife!
"Let the world feel pain from now on!"
Batman didn't have time to regain his sight.
The riddle gentleman's incomprehensible words came to my ears again.
Again and again, here we go again!
The next second, there was a loud bang in "Batman's" head, and he could no longer open his eyes.
from now on.
…
[Get chaos value 20!]
The chaotic value acquisition prompt sounded like a mosquito leg, and Yi Lin finally stopped stirring the dagger crazily in "Batman's" mouth.
Under the mask, the mouth was covered in blood and flesh, and something red and white spewed out of the mouth.
"I didn't expect this 'Bat Suit' to be so hard? Does it have damage reduction properties?"
If you didn't want to use "killing skills" to destroy this piece of equipment, maybe it wouldn't be so laborious.
Yi Lin struggled to pull the "Bat Suit" off of "Batman".
Behind the mask, a face that was quite familiar to Yi Lin was revealed.
"It's really you..."
Behind the mask, it's not Bruce Wayne at all.
But——
James Gordon Jr.
Therefore, there is no point reward for killing the "Fake Batman" except for a small chaos value reward.
Because...James Gordon Jr. does not belong to "Old Legends" at all.
Yi Lin had long recognized through that look that the man wearing the bat suit was not Bruce Wayne at all.
He once drank and had a good time with Bruce Wayne.
Yi Lin was sure that Bruce Wayne would never look at her with such hatred.
Even if Yi Lin commits a heinous crime in Gotham City.
All the old Bruce Wayne cares about is the answer to that puzzle.
The expression on young James Gordon's face before he died... is difficult to describe.
Yi Lin took one look and felt... quite frustrated.
Poor Sheriff.
Yi Lin thought about it and wondered if it was because of his declining charm value that he was getting more and more skilled at raising his hatred value.
Basically, if you make a little difference, you will be hated by the characters in the trial until they die.
Just like Nie Hongxiu in Guiwu Mountain...
And Gotham’s James Gordon Jr.…
Yi Lin was actually helpless.
This Apocalypse Knight template seems to be such a ghostly setting.
Yi Lin silently touched the body of little James Gordon.
Killing people and touching corpses without leaving names.
--good habits.
…
[Bat Suit·Modified]
【Level】Epic
[Restrictions] Male, suitable body shape, charm value greater than 5.0.
[Explanation] Are you wondering whether you can cosplay Batman? Put this on and you will be the most mysterious guy at night.
…
"?"
After reading the "Bat Suit·Change" in his hand, Yilin instantly felt like he was offended by some kind of malice in this world.
And slowly typed a question mark.
Must the charm value be greater than 5.0 to equip it?
Who do you look down on?
The reason why the epic level is epic is because the existence of this piece of equipment represents a piece of "history".
Nature has a unique "personal color".
Just like the "Question Mark Scepter" in Yi Lin's hand, or the "Bat Suit·Change" in front of her.
Or there are strict equipment restrictions.
Or have complex usage methods.
Of course, there are also types that are relaxed, mindless, simple and enjoyable.
There are no absolutes in this world.
Yi Lin had heard about a more ridiculous equipment restriction in the circle before.
Someone once obtained a "cursed" piece of equipment that could curse everyone named "Zhang San" to death face to face.
However, when the properties of this piece of equipment were leaked, there has never been any apostle named "Zhang San" since then.
"Huh?"
etc.
Yilin suddenly took out another piece of epic equipment.
I compared it carefully three times.
"Could it be that--"
Yi Lin's pupils shrank, and with a "pop", "Bat Suit·Change" turned into a gray card. On the card was a set of dark and mysterious Bat Suit, lifelike.
He quickly walked to the Batmobile and fished it out without any hesitation.
…
[Congratulations on getting the "Mount Card"..."Bat Motorcycle"! 】
"!"
…
…
at the same time.
Wayne Tower.
Tonight.
Bruce Wayne's bed rarely has a girl lying on it.
He was alone, sitting in a dark room, drinking red wine alone.
He didn't quite remember what year it was Lafite...it wasn't expensive anyway.
Outside Wayne Tower, it was already crazy.
Looking down, there were explosions happening from time to time, and the flashes of gunfire in the night sky.
Bruce Wayne is completely silent.
He had a vague feeling that Gotham City tonight was far more crazy and disordered than Gotham City twenty years ago.
It's like the madness that breaks out when a virgin who has been suppressed for twenty years suddenly faces dozens of sexy girls.
Although this metaphor is a bit inappropriate.
But Gotham City at this moment does give Bruce Wayne this sense of déjà vu.
"Old friend, it turns out that you were wrong."
Bruce Wayne sighed softly, raised the red wine glass in his hand, pointed in the direction of the mayor's mansion, and saluted from afar.
Not long ago, he was unable to dial James Gordon's phone number.
That's Bruce Wayne's special communication tool.
It cannot be blocked by ordinary means.
In other words... something happened to old Gordon.
In this crazy Gotham night.
"Since you're here, why not have a drink?"
Bruce Wayne suddenly chuckled and turned around.
In the corner of the room, at some point, stood a funny clown in a purple suit.
"Hehehe, good evening, my dear Bruce Wayne...retired Batman..."
Snapped.
The red wine glass instantly fell to the expensive carpet.
The dark red wine instantly stained the carpet with a large stain.
No!
How can it be!
Bruce Wayne's fingers trembled slightly.
impossible!
When he saw the "joker" who "robbed" GBC Broadcasting Company last night, he didn't show such a horrified expression.
In fact, there are very few things in this world that can make Bruce Wayne's mood fluctuate violently.
The criminal who plays the joker is very similar to the former joker in terms of his demeanor, clothing, and tone of voice.
But in fact, it's just very similar to...that's all.
Bruce was most familiar with joker. After comparing it with the madman in his memory, he was sure that the joker last night was not the real madman.
Besides, Bruce Wayne is sure of it.
Twenty years ago, he shot the joker through the chest with his own hands.
Killed the joker with my own hands.
At the same time, it also violated the justice he had always adhered to.
When Batman's hands are stained with blood, he is no longer Batman.
No longer worthy of upholding justice in the dark.
Because, the moment he killed Joker with his own hands, there was no other difference between him and the criminals he punished.
Therefore, there were rumors that Batman and the Joker died together twenty years ago.
Because this is the official information he asked Old Gordon to release.
From that night on, Batman imprisoned all criminals in Arkham Asylum and completely disappeared from Gotham.
Never appeared again.
In short, the clown is dead.
He is sure.
but--
The clown in a purple suit in front of him raised his head and let out a weird laugh, but Bruce was shocked all over.
Both his reason and every cell in his body that was shaking involuntarily seemed to be telling old Bruce——
He is the joker!
A real joker!
"Impossible! Who are you? The joker is dead! I'm sure of it!"
"Hey, hey, my dear Bruce... why so serious?"
The clown chuckled, and walked out of the darkness with a strange and sick smile on his face, but his eyes revealed various complex emotions.
With three parts of amazement, three parts of happiness, three parts of regret, and one part of irrepressible madness.
All kinds of complicated emotions appeared on a distorted face covered in paint.
Even Bruce Wayne, the former Batman, couldn't see through those eyes and see through the Joker's inner world.
Bruce Wayne took a deep breath.
Soon, he calmed himself down.
He has seen superheroes active in other cities before.
For example, running very fast.
Another example is running out of the Amazon jungle.
Some even floated from the bottom of the sea.
This world is not normal.
After experiencing a brief shock, Bruce Wayne suddenly darkened his face.
"As far as I know, Joker died on that day twenty years ago. I burned his body with my own hands. Who are you?"
"Hehehe, guess what? Bruce, we are old friends!"
suddenly.
The joker put on another kind smile and another calm tone, and smiled slightly: "Sir Bruce, who am I...?"
This kind smile, combined with the funny and weird clown paint on his face, is incomparably weird.
"Jake Kretz!"
Bruce Wayne's pupils shrank suddenly: "Krez...jack·crazy? joker·crazy (crazy clown)?"
"Bingo - that's the right answer!!! Jie Jie Jie Jie - Congratulations to my wise Lord Bruce Wayne for solving the great joker's riddle. Next, hehe hehe, is to present the award to my dear Bruce.
when!"
The joker moved very quickly. When Bruce Wayne reacted, the joker had a syringe in his hand and stabbed Bruce Wayne's neck hard.
In the blink of an eye, the green liquid in the syringe was gurgling into Bruce Wayne's body!
"you!"
Bruce Wayne suddenly squatted on the ground.
His whole body was shaking violently.
That white hair turned golden again at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The slightly dry body, driven by the drug, became plump again within a few seconds. Under the loose bathrobe, streamlined muscles were revealed. The seemingly hardened body was full of explosive power.
.
Bruce Wayne seemed to feel that the power that had been lost for many years was pouring out of his body endlessly, as if that power had no end.
peak?
No!
This power is far more terrifying than his peak state.
Bang bang bang bang.
Bruce Wayne stood up slowly, his back straight, and the moment he raised his sharp eyes to stare at the joker, they were like two unsheathed rays of light, filling the surroundings with a chilling atmosphere.
Click click click.
Bruce Wayne clenched his fists.
Shake his legs again.
This feeling is extremely wonderful.
This is the body of youth.
Five!
No, I'm going to hit ten!
No no... twenty!
Bruce Wayne was so excited that he almost roared.
But he is Bruce Wayne after all, the one who was once feared by all the forces in Gotham.
Fighting skills, firearms, willpower, and endurance can all be regarded as beings that have reached the pinnacle of humankind.
He spent the shortest time to suppress the ecstasy in his heart. He did not forget that there was a person standing in the room who could be called his lifelong enemy.
"Why?"
"Because - love!"
Joker suddenly laughed wildly, flipped his palm, and a sharp dagger slipped from the cuff of his suit. He was like a ghost, and he rushed in front of Bruce Wayne in an instant.
But Bruce Wayne's current state is no longer comparable to what he was a few minutes ago.
It is no exaggeration to say that he feels that he is even stronger than the Batman of the past, with more durable physical strength and... stronger strength.
This feeling is like being reborn!
But he couldn't figure out why the joker would do this to him.
He couldn't figure it out, that night, he clearly killed the joker with his own hands, so who was the joker in front of him?
What he also couldn't figure out was what kind of drug joker injected into himself, which could actually make him regain his youth when he was old.
All of this... is a mystery that cannot be solved for a while.
Bruce Wayne didn't have time to think too much.
Because, at this moment, the clown was already wrestling with him.
The entire Gotham City believed that Joker could become the former King of Darkness only because of his crazy will and weird criminal methods.
But Bruce Wayne knows it very well.
A real joker is also a master of fighting skills!
A monster who can rival him in wisdom and strength!
And he is... a crazy and unscrupulous monster.
But gradually, Bruce Wayne gained the upper hand. Joker's speed became slower and slower, and many of Bruce Wayne's heavy fists fell on Joker.
Click.
suddenly.
Bruce Wayne feels like something's wrong.
His punch not long ago clearly broke joker's ribs.
But Joker just laughed wildly and vomited a mouthful of blood, then got up again vigorously, seemingly unaffected at all.
"?"
The joker suddenly smiled and pointed at Bruce Wayne's arm.
Bruce Wayne looked down.
There is a wound there.
The wound was made by the joker's dagger at some point.
"This kind of injury..."
He was about to say that the injury was not painful or itchy at all.
But the next moment, his pupils shrank sharply and his mouth opened wide in shock.
Injury, injury, wound is healing quickly!
“surprise~~~”
The joker suddenly laughed wildly. In the midst of Bruce Wayne's horror, and when this man with an iron will relaxed for a moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Bruce Wayne and opened his arms.
So close!
Bruce Wayne can even clearly distinguish the wrinkles on Joker's face caused by inferior cosmetics.
"I came to 'this' Gotham...it's been a long, long time...hehehehe..."
"Your father, Thomas Wayne."
"Your mother, Martha Wayne, hey, with all due respect, she was really beautiful..."
"Your old butler, it seems... his name is Alfred?"
"Actually...their deaths...were all planned by me! Jie Jie Jie Jie——"
joker chuckled.
The dagger in his hand actually slashed towards his chest.
Cut little by little along the texture of the skin.
Behind the texture are the pale ribs.
joker suddenly exerted force.
He threw the dagger aside.
Follow the two rows of ribs and forcefully open your chest.
There--
There is a bright red heart.
Plop, plop, plop!
The joker raised his head, his smile still on his face.
"Look, Bruce, hey, I do this because of love!"
boom!
In an instant, a bolt from the blue flashed through Bruce Wayne's mind!
He had already felt that the deaths of those around him were unusual.
It seems like there is a black hand behind the scenes, controlling everything.
However, even Bruce Wayne could not find out the real reason for all this.
It's a coincidence...it's really just like a coincidence.
He suddenly realized that Jack Kretz had been hanging around Bruce Wayne as an "old friend of his father" and a kind doctor many years ago!
No flaws!
"Hehehehe——" Joker suddenly smiled coldly and lowered his voice.
"My dear Bruce, Jie Jie... let me tell you a little secret~ The person you killed was a joker, and I, hey, hey, am also a joker... but it's the 'other' joker——"