A few minutes later, after the clown swallowed a mouthful of food, he walked towards the door of the house where he was staying. Before leaving, he lit the lighter on the coffee table and threw it into the kitchen.
"call!"
There was a soft sound, and while cooking, the oil stains that he had spread all over the floor due to his poor cooking skills were instantly ignited, and the flames began to spread wantonly.
Seeing this, the clown jumped out of the house.
"boom!"
The door was closed forcefully by the clown.
But the next second, the door opened again. The clown faced the empty room with thick smoke, bent down, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the hospitality!".
After the words fell, the clown closed the door again and walked out with brisk steps. When he reached the door, a card fell down his fingers and fell on the green grass.
When he walked out of the door, there was an explosion in the house behind him, and then the fire began to spread.
The clown squinted his eyes against the sunshine and said with a smile: "The game has begun, but I need new players...or cannon fodder? No, no, that is too ruthless. They should be partners."
"Yeah, that's right, mate."
"Hey! The dark creatures in this city can't wait any longer, so let the party begin!"
…
Underground at Wayne Manor, in a secret base named the Batcave by Bruce Wayne.
Sitting in front of a computer, Bruce Wayne's fingers were beating rapidly on the keyboard, searching for everything about the Joker.
He knew the destructive power of this crazy guy, so he was so worried about the clown appearing again.
Joker playing cards, murder case...
Recently, various people who died at the hands of the Joker appeared on the computer in front of Bruce Wayne.
He tried to find some patterns in the dead, but the result was even more chaos.
Because there are no rules, the relationship between the deceased and the deceased is incompatible with each other.
Rubbing his forehead, Bruce Wayne murmured: "Why did he do these things? Is it just to announce his return? Or...".
His eyes lit up, and Bruce Wayne murmured: "Are you giving me, no, a signal to Batman?".
"I don't know if it's the signal the crazy clown gave you. What I know is what I'm about to tell you!"
Just when Bruce Wayne finished speaking, Afu's voice rang out from the Batcave where there was no second person.
"You have a child now, and Gotham doesn't need Batman anymore. It's already changing for the better."
"For Damian and Miranda, you shouldn't be thinking about threats."
Bruce Wayne lowered his eyelids, reached out and turned off the computer, saying: "Maybe you are right, but if I really need to take action, I will still take action, because this is the promise I made to this city." .
Afu looked into Bruce Wayne's eyes, his eyes were firm and unshakable, he shook his head, although he looked helpless, he said nothing, changed the subject and said: "In this case, you should go to work hard !".
This time it was Bruce Wayne's turn to be helpless. After smiling and nodding, he went over to hug his old butler and said, "Okay, my Afu!".
…
In a conference room that is full of sunshine but full of darkness, a group of gangsters are sitting on one side of an oval conference table, while a man with dyed green hair and a long purple suit is sitting. the other side.
Although there were many people on one side, they looked at the person on the other side warily, as if the other person was a terrifying beast.
"What should we do next?"
The clown held his knife and shaved his nails, as if he was asking himself or the gangsters in front of him.
"Yep!"
Without waiting for the gang bosses to answer, the clown laughed loudly and said: "Let your people start to restore chaos and cause trouble! I have to get that lunatic out first!".
"Psycho?" I thought the gangster sneered and said, "Compared to Batman, you are more of a psycho!".
The clown was silent for a moment and said very seriously: "Don't you think that a person who dresses up as a bat is a psychopath?"
Being asked by the clown in such a tone, the gangster was a little scared and could only bite the bullet and said: "What do you want to say?".
"I want to say?" The clown looked sarcastic, pointed the knife in his hand at the gangsters opposite, and said with a smile: "I want to say, even if I am a psycho, you still have to rely on me now?" .
"Without me, I would like to say... everyone here is rubbish!"
"you!"
"asshole!"
"court death!"
After hearing the clown's words, a group of big guys shouted out, as if they were going to tear the clown into pieces.
But the clown looked at those who only dared to make noises and no one dared to take action, and the ridicule in his eyes slowly turned into contempt.
"Enough!" At this moment, an old man sitting in the middle shouted in a low voice, and the scene was silent for a moment. Then, the old man said to the clown: "We can cooperate with your actions, but it is enough to cause some chaos. Yet?".
"What's your next plan?"
"What's your next plan?" the clown asked, turning the knife between his fingers, and said sarcastically: "You supporting characters can't participate in the next game. You just need to follow my orders, and..." .
The clown paused with the knife in his hand, and raised his blood-red mouth in a horrifying arc, saying: "The more you know, the greater the possibility of my failure. You... fail to succeed but fail!"
As soon as the words came out, there was another angry look, but the clown leisurely stretched out a hand to support his head, and tapped the table with a strange rhythm with one hand, saying: "Don't be angry, it's okay to be angry. Yes, because I am telling the truth."
"If you want Gotham to become a place of crime again, you must first destroy the image he has accumulated and make the city lose its worship and belief in him. I can destroy Batman's image in front of the public! You can't, but I can! "
After the words fell, the big guys looked at each other.
Finally, the boss sitting in the middle said: "You said you can do it, but you have to give us some confidence, right? For example, how do you do it?"
"Hehe!" The clown grinned, stretched out his fingers to gesture in front of himself, licked his lips, and said with a smile: "Why do you think I disappeared for so long? Hehe, I have mastered a little secret about him, a fatal little secret. secret!".
"Oh, don't ask what this little secret is! It won't work if you tell me!"
The clown stood up and walked towards the door, saying: "Let's start taking action tonight!".
As soon as the words fell, the clown disappeared.
