Infinite Throne Chapter 124

   Chapter 124 He is also a Joker (please subscribe)

   In a second, Irin came up with three countermeasures for the time being.

  A plan: hide directly.

  B plan: recite a mantra.

  C Plan: Show a hole card.

   Among them, if the C scheme is subdivided, C1-C4 can be further divided.

At least.

  Between the lightning and flint, the time is too hasty, and Irin has no time to make more plans.

  If it is the real Bruce Wayne, Irene may not have enough time to think about how to deal with the current situation.

   Provided that—

   Is this the real Bruce Wayne?

   In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black batmobile swept over with a terrifying sound!

  Irin didn't hesitate any more, and decisively turned on "Run Fast" and "Follow Your Shadow".

   In the eyes of "Batman", that hateful "Riddle Gentleman" disappeared in the blink of an eye.

  The derivative application of the shadow-

   Shadows leave marks!

   Now "Follow the Shadow" has been upgraded to MAX by Yi Rin.

   This is not the same as when the derivative application was first developed.

  In the case of a 100% drop in presence, even if I use skills face-to-face, even if Yi Rin can't "unscientific" disappear into the eyes of the other party, he can still make his sense of existence blur for a moment in the other party's "perception".

   Not to mention in such high-speed relative motion.

   "Batman" and "The Enigma Gentleman" passed by by mistake. In his retina, for a moment, less than a second, he could not capture the "Riddle Gentleman" figure.

  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.

   Various conditions caused "Batman" to twist the front of the car slightly and swept past Yi Rin!

  Zi—

   But after passing by, Batman also recovered in the shortest time.

   As soon as he gritted his teeth, an uncontrollable madness appeared in his eyes.

   "Die Die-"

  Batman snapped out a strangely shaped pistol from his waist.

The inside of the   ... is a special armor-piercing bullet!

   Even if the armor of a tank cannot be penetrated by a single shot, it can still make 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 block armor-piercing bullets with fleshly bodies.

   The riddle gentleman must die!

  Otherwise, I'm sorry for the vast majority of Gotham citizens!

   "Let the world feel pain from now on!"

  Duang!

  He... suddenly disappeared!

   It's pitch black!

   "Tsk, it's just blinding."

   A dissatisfied voice suddenly came from Batman's ear.

   He suddenly felt something tick on the side of his neck.

   No, it's a knife!

   "Let the world feel pain from now on!"

   Batman hasn't had time to regain his sight.

   He heard the inexplicable lines of the riddle gentleman again.

   Again and again, again!

   In 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! 】

   Mosquito-leg-like chaotic value acquisition prompt sounded, and Yi Rin finally stopped the dagger that was frantically churning in "Batman"'s mouth.

Under the    mask, the mouth was already bloody, and there was something red and white spewing out of it.

   "I didn't expect this 'bat suit' to be so hard? Does it have injury reduction properties?"

   If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want to use the "killing technique" to destroy this piece of equipment, maybe it wouldn't be so laborious.

  Irin laboriously pulled the "Bat Suit" off of "Batman".

  Behind the mask, there was a face that Irin was quite familiar with.

   "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 "Fake Batman" except for a little chaos value reward.

  Because... James Gordon Jr. isn't "Old Legends" at all.

  Irin had long recognized through that look that the man in the bat suit was not Bruce Wayne at all.

   He had a drink with Bruce Wayne.

  Irin was sure that Bruce Wayne would never look at him with such hateful eyes.

  Even if Irene commits a heinous crime in Gotham City.

  The old Bruce Wayne cared only about the answer to that one puzzle.

   The expression of James Gordon Jr. before his death... It's hard to describe.

  Irin glanced at it and felt... quite aggrieved.

  Poor Sheriff.

  Irin thought about it for a while, and wondered if it was the reason for the declining Charisma, which made him become more and more proficient in brushing hatred.

   Basically, if you do something a little bit, you will be hated by the characters in the trial, and you will never die.

   is like Nie Hongxiu in Ghost Mist Mountain...

   And Gotham City's James Gordon Jr.…

  Irin was actually helpless.

   This Apocalypse Knight template seems to be such a ghost setting.

  Irin silently touched the little James Gordon's body.

   Murder and touch the corpse without leaving your name.

-good habits.

  【Bat suit ·Change】

  【Grade】Epic

  【Restrictions】Male, fit body, charm value greater than 5.0.

  【Durability】2764/3000

  【Effect】Strength +30%, Agility +30%. "Night Walk", "Slow Down", "Blunt Weapon Damage Absorption", "Sharp Weapon Damage Reduction".

  【Explanation】Can you play Batman, don't you have any points in your heart? Wearing it, you are the most mysterious boy in the night.

   After reading the "Bat Suit · Change" in his hand, Irin instantly had the illusion that he was offended by some kind of malice in this world.

   and slowly typed a question mark.

   Must Charisma be greater than 5.0 to be equipped?

   Who do you look down on?

  Epic level is called epic because the existence of this piece of equipment represents a piece of "history".

  Nature has a unique "personal color".

   is like the "question mark scepter" in Irin's hand, or the "bat suit · change" in front of him.

   or have strict equipment restrictions.

   Or have complex usage.

   Of course, there are also simple and pleasant types that are easy and mindless.

  There are no absolutes in the world.

  Irin had heard of a more ridiculous equipment limit in the circle before.

   Someone once obtained a piece of "curse-type" equipment that could curse all people named "Zhang San" to death face to face.

   However, when the attributes of this piece of equipment were leaked, there has never been an apostle called "Zhang San" since then.

"what?"

and many more.

  Irin suddenly took out another piece of epic equipment.

   carefully compared three times.

"Could it be that-"

  Irin's pupils shrank, and with a "boom", "Bat Suit · Change" turned into a gray card, and on the card was a set of dark and mysterious bat suits, lifelike.

   He hurriedly walked over to the Batmobile, and without any hesitation, fished it out with one hand.

  【Congratulations on getting the "Mount Card"..."Bat Bike"! 】

at the same time.

  Wayne Building.

   Tonight.

  Bruce Wayne on the bed, with a rare girl lying on it.

   He was alone, sitting in a dark room, drinking wine alone.

   He doesn't quite remember the year of Lafite... It's not expensive anyway.

  It was already crazy outside the Wayne Building.

   Looking down, there are explosions from time to time, and the fire of guns flashing in the night sky.

  Bruce Wayne was completely silent.

   He vaguely felt that Gotham tonight was far more frantic and disorderly than Gotham City twenty years ago.

   is like the kind of madness that bursts out when a virgin who has been suppressed for 20 years suddenly faces dozens of **** girls.

   Although this analogy is a bit inappropriate.

   But Gotham City at the moment does give Bruce Wayne this sense of sight.

   "Old friend, it turns out that you were wrong."

  Bruce Wayne sighed softly, raised the red wine glass in his hand, facing the direction of the mayor's mansion from a distance, and gave a salute.

   Not long ago, he had been unable to call James Gordon.

   It was a communication tool specially made by Bruce Wayne.

   cannot be blocked by ordinary means.

   In other words... something happened to old Gordon.

   in this crazy Gotham night.

   "Since you're here, why don't you have a drink?"

  Bruce Wayne suddenly chuckled and turned around.

  In the corner of the room, at some point, a funny clown in a purple suit was standing.

   "Hee hee, good evening, my dear Bruce Wayne... Retired Batman..."

Snapped.

  The red wine glass fell on the expensive carpet in an instant.

   The dark red red wine instantly stained the carpet with a lot of stains.

Do not!

how is this possible!

  Bruce Wayne's fingers trembled slightly.

impossible!

   He didn't show this horrified expression when he saw the "Joker" who "robbed" GBC broadcaster last night.

   In fact, there are very few things in this world that can make Bruce Wayne's mood fluctuate violently.

   The criminal who played the Joker was very similar to the Joker once in his demeanor, costume, and tone.

   But in fact, it's just a lot like...that's all.

  Bruce is most familiar with Joker. After a little comparison with the madman in his memory, he is sure that the Joker last night was not the real madman.

   Besides, Bruce Wayne is sure.

  Twenty years ago, he pierced Joker's chest with his own hands.

   killed Joker himself.

   At the same time, he also violated the justice he has always upheld.

   When Batman has blood on his hands, he is no longer Batman.

   is no longer fit to do justice in the dark.

  Because, the moment he killed Joker himself, he was no different from 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.

   Also from that night, Batman completely disappeared from Gotham after he locked all crimes in Arkham Asylum.

   never appeared again.

   Anyway, the clown is dead.

   He sure.

but-

   In front of this clown in a purple suit, when he raised his head and let out a weird laugh, Bruce was shocked.

   Whether it is reason or every cell in his body trembling involuntarily, it seems to be telling old Bruce—

   He is Joker!

   The real Joker!

   "Impossible! Who are you? Joker is dead! I can be sure!"

   "Hey, my dear Bruce...Whysoserious?"

  The clown smiled, he walked out of the darkness, a strange morbid smile appeared on his face, but all kinds of complicated emotions appeared in his eyes.

   with three points of amazement, three points of joy, three points of regret, and one point of uncontrollable madness.

  Various complex emotions appeared on a distorted face covered in paint.

   Even the former Batman, Bruce Wayne, couldn't see through the Joker's inner world through those eyes.

  Bruce Wayne took a deep breath.

   Soon he calmed himself down.

   He has also seen superheroes active in other cities before.

   Such as running fast.

   Another example is running out of the Amazon jungle.

   even floated from the bottom of the sea.

  This world is not normal.

   After a brief shock, Bruce Wayne suddenly sank.

   "As far as I know, Joker died on that day twenty years ago. I burned his body with my own hands... who are you...?"

   "Hey hey, guess what? Bruce, we are old friends!"

   Suddenly.

  Joker put on another kind smile and another peaceful tone, and said with a slight smile: "Lord Bruce, who am I...?"

  This kind smile, combined with the funny and weird clown painting on his face, is unparalleled weird.

   "Jack Kretz!"

  Bruce Wayne's pupils shrank suddenly: "Krez...Jack Crazy? Joker Crazy (Crazy Clown)?"

"Bingo - you got it right!! Jie Jie Jie Jie - congratulations to my wise Lord Bruce Wayne for solving the great Joker riddle, and then, hee hee, it's time to award my dear Bruce! "

  Joker's body moved, and his movements were extremely fast. When Bruce Wayne reacted, Joker held a syringe in his hand at some point and stabbed Bruce Wayne's neck fiercely.

   In the blink of an eye, the faint green liquid in the syringe was poured into Bruce Wayne's body!

"you!"

  Bruce Wayne suddenly crouched on the ground.

   trembling violently.

   That white hair turned golden again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The slightly shriveled body, driven by the drug, became full again within a few seconds. The loose bathrobe was under the ground, revealing streamlined muscles, and the seemingly tempered body was full of explosive power. .

  Bruce Wayne seems to feel that the power that has been lost for many years is pouring out of the body in an endless stream, endless, like that power, there is no end.

   Peak?

Do not!

   This power is far more terrifying than his peak state.

  Clap clap clap.

  Bruce Wayne stood up slowly, his back was tall and straight, those sharp eyes, when he lifted up to stare at Joker, were like two unsheathed stern rays, which filled the surroundings with a chilling atmosphere.

   Kaka Kaka.

  Bruce Wayne clenched his fists.

   shook his legs again.

   This feeling is very wonderful.

   This is the body of youth.

  Five!

  No, I'm going to hit ten!

  No no… Twenty!

  Bruce Wayne almost growled with excitement.

   But he is Bruce Wayne after all, the one who used to be terrified by all the forces in Gotham.

   Fighting skills, firearms, willpower, and endurance are all beings that have reached the pinnacle of human beings.

   He took the shortest time to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and he did not forget that there was a figure standing in the room who could be called his lifelong enemy.

"why?"

   "Because—love!"

  Joker suddenly laughed wildly, flipped his palm, a sharp dagger slipped from the cuff of his suit, the whole person 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, he feels that he is even stronger than the Batman of yesteryear, his physical strength is more durable, and his strength... is stronger.

   This feeling is like being reborn!

   But he couldn't figure it out anyway, why Joker did this for himself.

   He couldn't figure it out either. That night, he clearly killed Joker himself, so who is the Joker in front of him?

   He also couldn't figure out what the drug Joker injected himself was, so that he could regain his youth when he was old.

   All of this...is a mystery that will not be solved for a while.

  Bruce Wayne didn't have time to think.

  Because, at this very moment, the Joker was already wrestling with him.

  The whole Gotham City thought that Joker could become the former king of darkness, all because of his crazy will and his treacherous criminal methods.

   But Bruce Wayne was clear.

  The real Joker is also a martial arts master!

   A monster that rivals him in wisdom and strength!

   And… a crazy and unscrupulous monster.

   But gradually, it turned out that Bruce Wayne had 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 something is wrong.

   His punch not long ago clearly broke Joker's ribs.

   But Joker just laughed wildly and vomited a mouthful of blood, and then got up again alive, seemingly unaffected at all.

  Joker suddenly smiled and pointed to Bruce Wayne's arm.

  Bruce Wayne looked down.

   There is a wound there.

   I don't know when the wound was drawn by Joker's dagger.

   "This kind of injury..."

   He was about to say that this kind of injury is not painful at all.

   But the next moment, his pupils shrank suddenly and his mouth opened wide in shock.

  The wound, the wound, the wound is healing fast!

   "Surprise~~~"

  Joker suddenly laughed wildly. In Bruce Wayne's horror, when the man with steel will relaxed for a moment, he suddenly flashed in front of Bruce Wayne and opened his arms.

   is within easy reach!

  Bruce Wayne can even clearly distinguish the wrinkles squeezed out by the inferior makeup on Joker's face.

   "I came to 'this one' Gotham...for a long time...hee hee hee..."

   "Your father, Thomas Wayne."

   "Your mother, Martha Wayne, hey, with all due respect, she's really beautiful..."

   "Your wife, Catwoman, Selena Kyle...hey, she's really hot!"

   "Your old butler, seems to be... called Alfred?"

   "Actually...their deaths...it was all planned by me! Jie Jie Jie Jie—"

  Joker smiled.

   The dagger in his hand actually slashed towards his chest.

   Cut along the texture of the skin a little bit.

After the    texture, is the pale rib.

  Joker suddenly exerted force.

   He threw the dagger aside.

   Along the two rows of ribs, forcefully open your chest.

There-

   has a bright red heart.

   Puff, puff, puff!

  Joker raised his head, still smiling.

   "Look, Bruce, hey, I'm doing this out of love!"

  Boom!

  In an instant, in Bruce Wayne's mind, it was like a thunderbolt flashed through the blue sky!

   He had long felt that the deaths of those around him were unusual.

   As if there is a black hand behind the scenes, controlling everything.

  It's just that even Bruce Wayne can't find out the real reason for all this.

   Coincidence...really just like a coincidence.

   He suddenly realized that Jack Kretz, as an "old friend of his father" and as a kind doctor, wandered by Bruce Wayne's side many years ago!

  No flaws!

   "Hehehe-" Joker suddenly sneered and lowered his voice.

   "My dear Bruce, Jie Jie...Tell you a little secret~ You killed a Joker, and I, hey, hey, a Joker...but, the 'other' Joker—"

   (end of this chapter)

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