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Text Chapter 565 I, the Clown (5)

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    For The_Bruce, tonight's ceremony cannot be called a "game" at all, it is just an "execution".

    Every year, he and his army secretly arrest a few people who are against the Bats or who are disloyal to their "faith".  Then use Dr. Clipper's technology to transform them into super criminals.  Then, on the night of December 21, he released these people for what was called a chase game.

    ? On the surface, everyone has a chance to win.  As long as the "villains" can kill The_Bruce, they can gain freedom; and as long as the civilians kill any villain, they can get the opportunity to challenge the King of Gotham and replace him.

    But in facteverything is under The_Bruce's control.  The vehicles of the "villains" are all tampered with; their brains are messed up by chips; their actions are always under surveillance; and the weapons issued to them only have one bullet

    ¡°In all those years, no one had even been able to escape from a vehicle.  The reason is simple: they simply cannot break free from their seat belts or other restraints without tools or external help.  All they can do is drive through the city in a confused state of mind, and eventually die in a car accident or being chased by The_Bruce.

    Only in rare cases are ¡°villains¡± killed by armed citizens.  Once that happens, The_Bruce will keep his promise and fight the challenger head-on.  But the result of the battle As mentioned before, the civilians in this universe are ordinary people through and through.  And The_Bruce's body is a war machine that has been modified over the years.  Winning or losing - it goes without saying.

    So, to put it bluntlythe annual "ceremony" is actually a blood sacrifice with a strong religious color.

    In order to allow those people who are tortured by tyranny and poverty to find catharsis and strengthen their faith; in order to let them realize the power and kindness of bats; in order to remind them how terrifying life is in the days without bats This ritual will continue forever.  Go down.

    "Gordon, after killing Two-Face, I will rest for fifteen minutes. Let the Robins locate the coordinates of Harley and Poison Ivy and prepare for the next killing." The_Bruce was controlling the plane to fly towards Xiao Tan.  .  Already planning the next move.

    "Uh about this." Gordon's voice sounded from the other side of the walkie-talkie. He seemed hesitant. "Two minutes ago, Poison Ivy's tracking signal was also interrupted Now the whereabouts of her and the Joker are unknown." He paused.  After a moment, "Andthat Harleysheshe got a cold weapon from somewhere, and used it to destroy all the mobile cameras that tried to get close to her, and also destroyed two of our hovering airships."  I can only order all units not to approach her for the time being."

    "What did you say?" Bruce couldn't believe his ears (in this independent parallel universe, there is no setting related to the Justice League), "Are you crazy? Is she an alien?" He was a little confused.  He shouted angrily, "Forget it I'll talk about it when I get back after I deal with Two-Face." After that, Bruce cut off the communication, because at this time.  His Batplane had arrived near Two-Face's out-of-control craft.

    "Do you have faith?" Bruce turned on the radio function on the plane, hovered in mid-air, and shouted to the civilians below.

    "We have it!" "Praise the bat!" "Be loyal to the bat!" "Long live the bat god!" The crowd below burst out in response like a roaring tsunami.

    "Okay, then I will give you Two-Face!" Bruce said, controlling the Bat Plane, aiming at the disc aircraft that was flipping in the sky, and accelerated towards it

    At this moment.  Xiaotan's hands and feet were still fixed to the aircraft, and even if the disk rotated repeatedly, he could not fall off.  In the repeated high-speed tipping that was out of his control, Xiao Tan was already dizzy, and it was considered good if he didn't vomit.  Faced with the incoming plane, he was almost in dire straits.

    "Hmpheasy to do." Two seconds before hitting the target, Bruce's lips showed a proud sneer.

    Unexpectedly

    Bang - a loud noise.

    A red figure fell from the sky, like a red missile.  It crashed straight into the nose of the Bat Plane.

    "Are you kidding" A rare look of surprise appeared on The_Bruce's face.  Because he saw a person through the hatch glass - the clown.

    A few days ago, this "clown" was lying in the laboratory of the Bat Castle, undergoing transformation surgery with a look of horror on his face.  But at this moment, he seemed to have become another person He stood majestically on the cabin cover in the strong wind.  Still wearing a crazy smile on his face.

    However, Bruce¡¯s shock??It didn't last long either.  The emperor who has been able to rule Gotham for so many years is by no means an ordinary person.  In less than two seconds, The_Bruce came back to his senses.  He grabbed the joystick in front of him, stabilized the fuselage that was tilted due to the impact, and immediately activated the weapon device.

    Squeak -squeak -the sound of the two machine guns revealed from the two wings of the cabin, locked the target close to it.

    "It seems that I have to deal with you first" The_Bruce is a character who is calm and ruthless in his actions. After this sudden change that is difficult to explain scientifically, he showed no fear at all. "Humph Anyway, the gang below has already disappeared."  I¡¯m tired of waiting.¡±

    He originally thought that the "clown" in front of him could be taken care of with just one shot of the machine gun, but

    Just when Bruce's finger was about to press the fire button, Feng Bujue shot through the canopy of the Batplane with a palm and thrust his upper body into the cockpit.

    "Cough¡ª¡ª" The next second, a strong hand grabbed Bruce's throat. He only had time to shout out a short syllable before he was unable to speak.

    "Hi, Bat." Feng Bujue smiled like a mental patient. In every sense of the word, he imitated it very well. "The game has just begun, why bother?" He said, and with all his strength, he grabbed the  The_Bruce was dragged out of the cabin.

    "Youarewhat" Bruce raised his hands and grabbed Feng Bujue's wrist violently, so that the pressure on his neck could be relieved, and he could squeeze out such a sentence.

    "Hehehe who knows?" Feng Bujue replied with a smile, then he raised his hand and threw the King of Gotham out of the plane.

    The crowd on the ground was silent. People looked up to the sky in stunned silence, watching the King of Gotham fall from the sky.

    ?? Crazy laughter came from the sky
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