Red Dead Redemption

In the face of Luthor's question, Superman did not speak, but responded with physical actions.

He floated up in the air, his cloak fluttered, and his eyes glowed with red light, until they condensed into two red dots like fire, as if the next second his hot vision would directly vaporize Luther.

Luthor took no haste, turned his hands and took out a stack of photos from his pocket.

"If I were you, what I have to do now is not to scare me in this way, but to find a way to rescue my goddess first, what do you think?"

The red glow in Superman's eyes disappeared immediately, his body fell to the ground quickly, and he stepped forward to grab the photo.

Luthor stepped back quickly, raising both hands.

"Wow! Wait, don't worry, okay? You scared me! If I'm scared to death by you, then your goddess will die too."

"Where is she?!" Superman was furious.

"Who?"

"Martha!!"

Luther raised his brows: "Aha, why do you only ask her? I do know where she is, but at the same time I also know Louise's whereabouts, shouldn't you ask me together? Or is it in your heart that the two of them are Are they in order?"

Superman is very angry at Luthor's statement, this deliberate misinterpretation is more like a mockery, ridicule and play at this time.

"You are challenging my patience."

"Really?" Luther's face was dazed, but his face suddenly changed, and he was equally angry and ruthless: "You too! Super! Human! You are also challenging my patience! You thought you were standing in front of me. Flying up and turning your eyes red can scare me?! I tell you, it's impossible! And your actions only make me feel so disgusting! God on high, huh? Fly all day long Go, pretending to be a savior? I admit your power, but I won't succumb to your power and create adoration like those people.

Do you know why? Because human beings do not need any gods, and they do not need to bow down to any life. Humans have been like this since ancient times. They are full of all kinds of seemingly crazy but in fact completely logical and reasonable rebellious behaviors. Now people respect you, One day it will turn into arrows, bullets or other weapons that can kill you!

But I can't wait, I don't want people in this world to be groggy and praising an alien, what we should do is kill him and then dissect him, or control him and imprison him on the operating table.

So, I just advanced the road that human beings must take in the future a little bit ahead. One day all human beings in the world will be grateful to me. They will remember a name from the moment they can read when they are young:

Lex Luthor! ! "

His speech speed was astonishingly fast, and the same tone was full of shocking energy, so that every word and sentence directly penetrated Superman's defense like kryptonite bullets, deeply embedded in his heart.

But at the same time, his reason has been overturning Luthor's ideas and speculations about the future. After a blink of an eye, he gritted his teeth and said, "You must be crazy!"

"Really?!" Luthor asked loudly, and then put out his index finger and tapped Superman's chest directly: "But your expression tells me that what I just said really makes sense. We can say the opposite, and we can even habitually tell lies. , but our brains, or our knowledge, wisdom and experience, will always help us analyze all the possibilities at the first time, and you agree with me, right?"

Superman floated backwards.

Luther laughed more and more openly, and even wanted to dance.

The actual level of standing is diametrically opposite to the level of the situation at the moment.

After a while, Luther suddenly restrained his smile again unexpectedly, and he pushed out the photo in his hand again.

"The chat time is over. I think we still have the opportunity to communicate seriously in the future. At that time, I can stand by your side, and you can lie down comfortably..."

Superman suddenly thought of the operating table.

"...As for now, you shouldn't stay here, you're going to Gotham and cut off that bat's head and give it to me. When I see his head, you'll be able to see Martha safe and sound , don't speak! Don't speak! Never reject me! I'm all for your own good, if you suddenly reject me now, I will let my people kill her, and I can even tell you how she died. A The mother of the flying devil must be a witch, and the way a witch should die is of course to be burned alive, I respect the tradition very much."

Superman's chest was full of anger, but at this time he really did not dare to act rashly as Luthor said.

the same time period.

Gotham.

Batman meets the Joker on the roof of the Wayne Building.

The black heavy armored bats flew rapidly from the distance, and the speed dropped suddenly, completely stagnant above the roof, and then the thrust completely disappeared, and the heavy steel armors landed smoothly with a loud clanging sound.

Batman also mastered the classic superhero three-point landing method, which is different from the previous rope downhill. This time his posture is more dashing and neat, and the coercion he brings is even higher.

but……

"Wow! So handsome!! So handsome!!!" The clown's eyes were so bright that he seemed to be really glowing. He applauded as he walked up to Bruce without any scruples, then circled around him, tsk tsk. He exclaimed loudly: "This is the best-looking set of bat armors I've ever seen, and it can really make you fly like a bat. It's amazing!"

Beneath the visor, Bruce was unsmiling, with eyes like knives.

"I said, no matter how you leave Arkham, I will send you back with my own hands."

"Well, yes, I remember. When I left Arkham, the first person that came to my mind was you, and the first sentence that came to mind was what you just said." The Joker looked at Bruce's face seriously eyes.

However, after just a second, he laughed abruptly, and then extended his hands directly to Bruce.

"Come on, catch me."

Bruce stretched out his hand without any hesitation.

The next second, the clown turned his wrist.

Bruceton raised an arm defensively.

However……

"Oh, little bat, your reaction really breaks my heart."

Saying that, the clown shook the thing in his hand.

A stack of photos.

It's just that he showed Superman's girlfriend, Louise Lane.

Of course Bruce knew her, so he stammered, then raised his head, his voice hoarse like a torn rag, but with a sonorous determination: "Where is she?!"

Joker with its signature exaggerated smile.

Bruce squeezed the clown's throat.

For a time, the mercenaries standing around raised their guns one after another.

Bruce roared without stepping back: "Come on! Let them shoot! Let's see if you die or I die in the end!"

The clown was lifted up by him, his throat tightened and he couldn't breathe, causing his complexion to change rapidly.

But he didn't get angry or annoyed at all, the smile on his face didn't drop in half, and even the struggle was omitted.

Soon, the door to the roof was kicked open.

Several mercenaries appeared pressing Louise.

Her hands were tied behind her back, and her mouth was blocked so she couldn't make a sound. Her hair was disheveled, and her clothes were covered in mud marks, and she looked so embarrassed.

The moment she saw Bruce, Louise's eyes moved slightly, but the mercenary pushing and pushing behind made her unable to make eye contact with the long-famous Gotham bat.

Louise staggered forward.

The rest turned their guns in unison.

The clown shrugged and spread his hands.

Bruce quickly measured the strength of the two sides, and then let go.

The clown stood firm on the ground, bent down and coughed a few times while covering his neck. He gasped and quickly recovered. When he straightened up, he pulled out a pistol directly from the waist of the mercenary beside him, and turned his hand towards Louise and pulled it directly. trigger.

boom!

boom!

Two gunshots, indistinguishable.

Louise squatted down in fright.

But the gun in Joker's hand was shot straight out, and the bullet he shot also deviates and falls behind Louise.

The clown turned his head suddenly, and his eyes finally showed a fierce light.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Bruce: "I can't just watch you hurt her."

"You know I'm just hurting her, not killing her, so you shouldn't stop me."

"I will definitely stop you!"

"yes?"

The clown suddenly dropped the gun and opened his arms wide: "Then you can kill me, as long as I die, I promise they won't be able to stop you, and you can easily save her."

"You can't stop me alive."

"No, if I were alive, I would have a hundred ways to stop you. I promise you will never dare to shoot at me again."

Bruce stepped forward: "Then you can try!"

The clown also stepped forward, and the two were almost sticking together.

"In Gotham City, not only is the big baby I left behind, but also my cellmate - a very good psychologist and chemistry expert, he is also an old friend of yours, and he has prepared some surprises for you as well. ."

Hearing this, Bruce Eyed Boy suddenly shrank.

Just hearing the label described by the clown, he already got the answer clearly.

scarecrow!

"I didn't expect that you guys actually got mixed up."

The clown looked regretful: "If I had known that I would be able to meet you today, I would have brought other people out with me, they are all your old friends, but you haven't seen them for so many years. Upstairs, reminiscing about the old days?"

Bruce didn't respond to his teasing, and he was contacting Alfred quietly.

According to the time, Alfred should have arrived at the Arkham Asylum by now, and that is the situation that directly determines what action Bruce should take next.

However, Alfred didn't respond, which made Bruce's heart sink.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the clown made a quick turn in his mind, and suddenly said with a smile, "Do you want to know who has left Arkham?"

Bruce glanced at him, and the most outrageous thing he felt was that the person in the world who understood him best and understood his thoughts best was not his friend or woman, but the toughest enemy he had ever met.

"Ask me! I know, I know everything!"

Bruce took a silent breath: "Who else?"

"Me, the Scarecrow, and the Riddler, just the three of us. Speaking of which, I saw the fat penguin, but he was so slow and funny that he didn't even escape the Arkham gate. , I was held down by the group of guys who came suddenly, which made me very disappointed in him. He completely broke my previous fantasy about the penguin. If I were him, I would choose suicide and leave the world. A beautiful and timeless image."

Bruce ignored the second half of his words, focusing on the core of the whole paragraph: "The person who came suddenly? Who is it?"

The clown shook his head bluntly: "I don't know, those people seem to be well-trained. Compared with the prison guards you recruited, they are simply the gap between the Gotham City police and the world's No. 1 special forces. Well, they are even better than the people next to them. Be more aggressive."

Bruce looked at the mercenaries beside him, thinking who would fit the description of the Joker.

Seconds later, a conclusion suddenly appeared in my mind.

impossible?

The clown suddenly made a sound, directly interrupting his conjecture.

"Bat, we don't have that much time, and you don't have a choice now, if you choose to save Louise now, then the price you have to pay is the whole Gotham, if you choose to save Gotham... I'm sorry... Although I don't think you can do it, we can assume that in that case, this woman will die, and if she dies, that flying alien might go mad and cause endless misery to the world. Don't doubt me , My speculation is very serious, I think he has that potential! Ah... Speaking of which, I suddenly look forward to what he will look like when he goes crazy..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Bruce also interrupted the clown, and he asked directly: "Just tell me, this time, what do you want me to do?"

"Kill him," the clown said lightly.

"Can't do it."

"Ah? Can't do it?"

"None of them. He's a superman. You've been out of prison for almost a week. You should know how strong he is."

The clown was stunned, and then directly stepped forward and put his arms around Bruce's shoulders, his posture was really skilled like Bruce's long-time friend.

"Well, let me give you a brief analysis, if you mean that your ability can't do it, then I think you are deliberately lying to me, because another good friend of mine, Luther, told me that you planned The thing that was used to deal with Superman was taken away, and that thing is a poisonous poison to Superman, it can make that Kryptonian can't fly~www.NovelMTL.com~And make him weaker than a human child , and in your hand, there is a whole big piece!

If you want to say that you don't want to do it, then I still think you're lying to me, please, Mr. Wayne, I know you best in the world, no one! You will never let such an alien that is enough to destroy human civilization and even the entire planet fly around us recklessly. You must have already thought about how to target him, otherwise why would you rob the poor What about Luthor's Kryptonite? Besides, your new equipment is for him, right?

Although I don't know why you guys suddenly got together, I always believe that you never gave up the idea of ​​getting rid of him.

Now, here's your chance!

The wicked, damned clown, gave the heroic and righteous Batman an excellent excuse! This is the first and most important collaboration between us, isn't it?

Go!

Bring back his body.

If a Kryptonian for an Earth woman doesn't look so symmetrical, then I can add another chip - the whole of Gotham!

And if that's not enough for you, I can add Metropolis next door, and... Luther, Scarecrow, and the Riddler. "