"Don't worry, my dear friend." The clown laughed, "I'm still going to play with Batboy. Besides, Arkham is an interesting place, isn't it?"
"Of course, I won't disturb your world." Carl laughed. He found that he really didn't need to care too much about the clown. Maybe he really had the energy to make people crazy, but as long as Carl himself was abstract enough, Still able to be somewhat immune to this, of course, the funniest thing is that Carl is not afraid of clowns.
He may be a good person, but he is not a completely good person. He may have weaknesses around Gwen, but here, he really has nothing to worry about.
He didn't even care about the safety of Gotham people. If he shot all Gotham people, it might be unfair, but if he shot every other person, there would definitely be fish that slipped through the net. Carl didn't care about the damaged version of the battle that was taken away from him. Clothes.
So to deal with bad people like clowns, you need to become a bad person. You don't need to understand clowns, and you don't need to become clowns. You just need to surpass clowns.
Comic characters will have lines drawn by God on their heads, but just like what Doctor Manhattan and the Beyonder said, Carl is different from them.
Maybe Karl has an invisible line that belongs to him, but his line and their lines are not intertwined. They are different rules. This is what makes Karl different from them, and it is also Karl’s biggest influence in the world. The advantages.
"Besides, I don't want us to continue chatting, you know, Batman will hear our conversation." Carl said: "Although it is not a good thing to talk secretly with other men, but after all, this is privacy, right? ?You should have your freedom in this country."
"Hahahahaha!" The clown burst into laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "I want to laugh when you talk about freedom. Mysterio, you know you are tied up in a closed ward now and cannot move. ?"
"You know, this is America." Karl said calmly: "For this reason, I need to give myself some protection."
"Protect?"
"That's right." Karl said the criticism that he didn't even believe. "You know, clown, I am a man, but I consider myself a woman, but at the same time I like the same sex. In other words, I I like women, I like animals, and I support environmental protection. For this reason, I hold my breath every day to prevent excessive carbon emissions. I believe in the Flying Pasta Cult, but because we are a small sect, we are always discriminated against. , Oh, I forgot the most important thing, I have a black friend.”
Although he said so much, the clown showed no reaction and even sneered and said, "Wow, that's a very interesting joke, hahaha."
Fun mud horse!
When Karl heard the clown's weird reaction, he knew that his version was probably a little too advanced, so he sighed and said, "Joker, I want to be quiet."
"Who is Jingjing?"
"This is an old joke from ten years ago. You are outdated. No wonder Batman doesn't like you and prefers the Riddler."
The Joker was unhappy, not because he was outdated, but because Batman preferred the Riddler.
"The Riddler? I'll prepare interesting riddles for him."
. . . . . .
"Mysterio?"
"Batman, bat, bat, bat, bat, bat!" Carl quickly returned to his human nature. Now that he has a line with the clown, he no longer needs to pay attention to this bitch.
Even the Boiling Goat can't compare to you when it comes to riding horses. No wonder you are the real clown!
The Joker smiled and didn't bother Carl anymore. He was very smart. The Joker didn't care about Carl, the Riddler or the rumors. He only cared about Batman.
If this Mysterio was from Batman, that would be a bit interesting, but it is obvious that this man's resentment towards Batman is beyond the limit. At first glance, he looks like a lunatic who fell into Batman's hands and was caught by him. For the clown, chatting with him is just fun. The clown may be a psycho, but he doesn't play with real psychos.
He only has one thing to do, and that is to fuck Batman.
Ahem, I can’t write any more, otherwise this article will have to be sent to Jinjiang.
Carl gained a moment of peace, allowing him to think about the most important thing, finding Gwen.
He has no feelings for Gotham, and Carl has no idea of saving Gotham. Anyway, Gotham can survive without him. The worst is to suffer the Flash and sacrifice him to restart the universe.
The explosion caused a lot of changes in his body, but Carl could feel that the change was good.
The comedian's badge may not be that simple, and the power of Quantum God is not that weak. Simply traveling through the universe may be just a basic ability, but the most powerful one is the use of quantum.
And during this time travel, Karl also learned how to use this badge, which is to make changes.
There is no need to change the result, the changing process can also accumulate its energy. The so-called change is just the result of interfering with the motion of the quantum again and again, and finally accumulating the result. What Carl has to do is to condense this accumulation into this badge.
In other words, he only needs to kill the Joker or Batman and bear the consequences, and then he can go home.
Ahem, the consequences of killing the Joker and Batman are too great. Killing the Joker is very simple, but the prerequisite is that you have to find another clown to replace him. Carl doesn’t want the Laughter to appear around him. Resist the Laughter, everyone has it. responsibility! The result of killing the clown is that Carl becomes a clown, or a random person becomes a clown.
Carl was not sure that under such powerful interference, the "random person" infected by the Joker would randomly end up with Batman. He didn't want to bet on this probability.
As for killing Batman?
Carl must first face the revenge of the Joker, the revenge of Superman, the revenge of the rest of the Justice League, and the god of darkness, Barbatos...
Therefore, the best thing to do is to do something that can make Batman suffer without causing too many consequences for himself.
But first, he had to escape from here, and his body's transformation was very slow, obviously taking a long time, so all he could count on at this moment was his own eyes and the waste in his body.
He could feel that the venom was also stained by his light, and he was well interfered with in those random changes.
And it's slowly waking up.
Squeak-la-!
The door in front of him opened slowly, and what came into view was an eye-catching butt chin and a pair of cold eyes.
"Sir, maybe we should have a chat now?"
"Of course, but can I play a game with you first?" Carl gritted his teeth and forced out a smile that Batman couldn't see, because Batman politely kept the mask on his head, and he said: "What? Something rolling around in an alley with multiple holes in it?"
Batman's eyes were almost full of murderous intent. He grabbed Carl's throat and said in a low voice, "I'm not interested in playing these boring games with you."
"Do you really think this is boring, Batman?" Carl smiled brightly: "I'm talking about bowling. What do you think it is?"
