Chapter 266 64 Deadly Joke Power Up Version [1125]

Chapter 266 64. The Killing Joke·Powerful Enhanced Version-[1125]

(Additional update for "starsfalling" brother! The English name is too long, and it seems rude to just call it "starsfalling" (laughs))

"???"

When he heard the old man say the name "Martha", Damian next to him widened his eyes for a moment.

The little lunatic stared at his "Grandpa from another world" with an expression that said, "I must have heard wrong, you must be joking." When the old man looked down at him, he also put his hand on Damian's shoulder. Prevent the child from running away due to fear caused by cruel facts.

After all, in the conversation just now, it was not just Damian and Mason who were getting information from the old man, but the old man also quietly obtained a lot of information from Damian.

For example, he already knows that in Bruce Wayne's world, the Joker is Batman's most terrifying enemy, and has almost brought the Bat Family to the brink of destruction many times.

In this case, when he learned the explosive truth that his grandmother was a clown, Damian's reaction was naturally what the old man had expected.

And now the little lunatic finally understood the meaning of that strange "ask for it" look that the evil-minded guy gave Mason just before he got out of the car.

asshole!

That guy already knew it!

In front of the two of them, various noisy sounds would come from the originally gloomy ward. Just by the noise coming from it, they could guess how panicked the people inside would be.

It was like a scene where a young man who was lying dead suddenly received a call from his parents saying that they had arrived in front of the rental house where he lived alone. The sloppy room needed to be tidied up, the randomly thrown clothes needed to be sorted, and the bowls from three days ago needed to be sorted out. Just like having to throw the dishes into the sink quickly, and having no time to clean the dirty floor, you can only pick it up randomly.

"No! Don't let him in!"

Martha Wayne's scream was piercing at this moment, resounding from the room amid the chaos, and she yelled:

"Thomas! Give me a few more minutes, it's such a mess here! No! Water, I need water, no these damn paints, my wounds.

Oh my god.

My son’s bloodline comes back to visit his grandma and oh my god it’s a dream come true.

However, I have become a monster.

He'd be horrified.

No, Thomas.

Take him away!

Martha has left, Martha is dead, and only Zhou Keer is left here.

I can't see him.

I can not."

The voices in the ward fell silent.

But the woman's suppressed cries rang out from it, and in the surrounding darkness, the sound alerted the incurable patients in other wards.

Seeing that the "Arkham Bully", the Joker, actually cried, these bastards immediately started making noise. They knocked on the cell door like crazy and made all kinds of strange screams, taunts and provocations.

This dead and hopeless place suddenly became lively like a Chinese New Year.

"boom"

A bullet flew out from the muzzle of the gun in the old man's hand and hit the iron door behind him. In the harsh voice, the old and tough revenge knight said hoarsely:

"Quiet! Otherwise I will help you quiet down!"

Thomas Wayne in Gotham City in this world is not known as a playboy. Based on what he has done over the past many years, he should have his own "VIP room" in this lively place.

Therefore, this scolding was full of some kind of violent intimidation, which made the chaotic noise suddenly become quieter.

Mr. Thomas looked at Damian. He knelt down, put his hand on Damian's shoulder, and looked at the complicated look in his grandson's eyes.

He said softly:

"Don't be afraid, Damian, she is your relative, no matter how crazy she is, she will not hurt you. I brought you here just to satisfy my guilt or resentment towards Martha.

There are also very practical reasons.

I didn't tell that cunning Mason some truth, the entire League of Assassins were my 'peers'.

The news of your appearance will soon be noticed by the 'Black Arrow', and in the face of their overwhelming presence on the east coast, I cannot guarantee that I can protect you in this city.

I needed Martha's strength, which had never been possible before.

Bruce's death created an unbridgeable rift between me and her, and her vicious murder of Harvey Dent and Gordon in her madness made me despair of her.

She has been my most troublesome opponent for the past ten years.

It's like the familiar story of Batman and the Joker, but the relationship between her and me is obviously much more complicated. "

The old man sighed, put the gun in Damian's hand, and said:

“But your appearance is an opportunity. Only you can temporarily bridge the terrible rift between me and Martha. As long as you ask, she will never refuse.

Son, listen to me.

Your current situation is very dangerous!

You have to get her help, but I'm not going to force you to do any of this, I'm leaving the choice up to you. "

The little madman glanced at the gun in his hand, and then at the old man in front of him who finally showed anxiety and worry when the two were alone. He pursed his lips, put his hand on the door lock, took a deep breath, and said:

“Mason is a pain in the ass, but he can be trusted.

We're not here to do anything bad, and if even a fraction of what Mason claims is true, then he's trying to help the world.

And from what I have seen so far, you really need help.

We need all the power that can help

Grandpa taught me this. ”

“Your grandpa is a dangerous man. He has instilled in you very dangerous ideas. You should learn from your father.”

Thomas took out a key and opened the closed door in front of him. He said to Damian:

“Go in. I will protect you here. Don’t be afraid. Remember! Men in the Wayne family never lack courage.”

Damian nodded.

He looked at the room in front of him that was so dark that no light could be seen. He raised his foot and walked into it. The floor of the small room was full of various debris.

The things that Martha broke when she was nervous and crazy just now turned this place into a garbage dump.

Just in front of Damian, a person wearing a dirty purple vest with a green shirt lined inside was hunched over and slumped there. There were various spilled paints beside her. She heard the footsteps behind her and shook her shoulders and covered her face.

She screamed hoarsely:

“Don’t come over! Little baby, don’t get close to me, I will hurt you. Get out! Get out of here with Thomas! Thomas, you disgusting piece of trash!

Take him away! "

The voice was full of resentment and malice, and it really sounded like the terrifying sound that the legendary clown would make when he was crazy.

But the more she resisted, the more the fear in Damian's heart dissipated. He could feel the struggle in the heart of this crazy relative in front of him.

After falling into chaos for many years, it might be the first time that she tried her best to maintain her shaky sanity in her heart, just hoping not to scare her lost baby.

That gesture was even close to humbleness.

"I'm here."

Damian put the gun on the ground and reached forward to put it on the shaking shoulder of the clown.

He tried to make his voice sound gentler. He had been arranged by his mother to take various professional courses since he was a child. He knew very well what he should do in this situation.

He said:

"Martha. You won't hurt me. I know you care about me. I'm here. I'm real, not a fantasy or a dream. "

Damian put his other hand on Martha Wayne's arm, which was covered with paint or blood.

This action made the latter pull her hand back as if she was electrocuted, but Damian held her wrist.

He whispered:

"Look, I'm real, don't you want to hug me?"

"You are not him!"

Martha Wayne, who was crying just now, suddenly said coldly:

"My son's strength is not that great, you are lying to me! You little bastard!"

"Damian! Come out! Quick!"

Thomas at the door was startled and rushed into the room immediately but was stopped by Damian.

His wrist was tightly held by Martha, and his nails dug into his flesh and blood, making him feel pain, but he did not fight back but took a step forward. Being so close made Martha lower her head to cover her face.

She was really afraid that her face would be seen by Damian.

"I am not Bruce Wayne. "

Damian gestured to the old man not to get close. He gently hugged Martha in front of him and explained:

"I am his son. I grew up in another world. I just found out that my last name is Wayne, but I didn't see you and Thomas in that manor.

In our world, you and Thomas protected Bruce in that alley.

He survived, but you died.

I know Bruce misses you very much. He has grown up but has been trapped in the nightmare of the year. I didn't lie to you, Martha.

Your son really needs your help.

I will take you to see him, but now I need you to help us. Some people are preventing you from seeing your son and my father again. Those people want to kill me. "

Damian whispered in Martha's ear:

"They want to take me away from you again. They want you to never see your Bruce again."

"They dare! "

Martha let out a sharp scream from her shaking body, but then, as if she was afraid of scaring Damian, she patted the little lunatic on the back with her backhand in a soft voice.

She hummed a lullaby, and under the old man's gaze, she reached out her hand and really hugged Damian.

In this dark and cold place, she sat on the ground and embraced Damian, with a deep and twisted tenderness on her face covered with paint and terrible scars.

As for the little lunatic.

He felt like he was being held by a tigress and could be bitten to death at any time, but he had to stay calm.

"Come"

Damian, who was held, waved to the old man in a low voice.

After The man hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped forward.

As he approached, Damian could clearly feel Martha's muscles tightening as she held him, like a mother animal protecting her cubs, ready to attack at any time.

But under his pat on the shoulder to comfort her, and when the old man squatted down and placed his shaking hands on the shoulders of the two, Martha finally did not stab out the prison knife hidden in her sleeve.

"I have a plan, Thomas"

Martha, who was holding Damian, licked her lips in the dark and said hoarsely:

"Go and release those bastards in the cells next door. Someone wants to hurt my little baby, and I will arrange the warmest welcome for them."

"Those criminals will escape, Martha."

Damian immediately knew what his "grandmother from another time and space" wanted to do, and he said with some concern:

"They might take advantage of the chaos"

"No, my little Bruce, let grandpa and grandma worry about these troubles. My little cutie, it's late now, you should go to bed and rest."

Martha stretched out her paint-stained fingers and gently touched Damian's lips.

She covered her face and said in a hoarse voice like coaxing a child:

"You never have to worry about these. Grandma is back. Grandma will protect you. These bastards will be obedient. They all know who I am.

If they dare to run away, I will

Hehe.

They dare not.

Well, I need a basin of water, a set of clean clothes and an assistant. Look at my messy hair. How can I take care of my little Bruce like this?"

——

"These Amazons trust us very much, but Queen Diana is a cunning leader. She is removing the poison at this time. I guess she will find a way to find out the background of the three of us after she recovers.

In addition, the Amazon warriors on the island have begun to gather. It seems that they are ready to fight the Atlanteans formally."

Talia's calm and indifferent voice came from the communicator.

After Catwoman's warning, the team member who aspires to become the assassin queen did not waste time to contact Mason and passed on the information she collected to the captain.

"I know."

Mason's heart sank.

Just as he was about to continue asking questions, he heard a violent explosion in the Arkham Asylum ahead, which made Mason realize that something had happened there.

He gave up the idea of ​​asking for more details, rode his motorcycle to the burning asylum, and warned:

"Talia, I am not sure whether Barry Allen is dead or alive, and I don't know where he will go next, but if I were him, I would definitely look for my teammates as soon as I escaped from an attack in a strange world.

So he may appear on Paradise Island.

If you or Selina meet him, remember to keep him stable.

I am following your father-in-law to find the truth of the end of this world. I will inform you in time when there is news. As far as the current situation is concerned, we can cooperate with Barry Allen.

The premise is that the young man must calm down first, at least he must see the situation he is facing."

"What do you mean by 'our father-in-law'?"

Talia asked back in an unhappy tone:

"Thomas Wayne is Bruce's father, but it doesn't mean he is my father. Bruce and I have no relationship for a long time. I am not a pathetic woman like Selina who is willing to give up independence and depend on a man.

You'd better not pick on this aspect Provoke me, Mason.

However, if Bruce really knew that we found his father, he would definitely be very happy, although this Thomas Wayne sounds very dark and evil and is very suitable to join the Assassin's League. "

"Forget it, if the old man joins your Assassin's League, I'm afraid you won't survive the first night. He is not a person you can easily control."

Mason sneered at Talia's tone and said:

"And I think the "surprise" Bruce can get in this world may not be as simple as finding his father.

In short, establish a stable contact with the teammates in Atlantis as soon as possible. I need some intelligence from the seabed to support my current judgment of the situation. "

"Okay, I will tell Bane any news as soon as possible. "

Talia responded:

"But if I want to form a second team of Team K after I go back, I will need some helpers. It happens that there are many Amazons here who cannot get what they want under the rule of their queen."

"You decide for yourself."

Mason drove a motorcycle down from the sky.

Seeing Penguin Butler hiding behind a luxury car and shooting at the soldiers rushing out of the burning Arkham Asylum, he shook his head and said:

"As long as you have the ability, I won't stop you from emptying the entire Paradise Island. That's it, let's talk next time."

The moment the communication was cut off, Mason jumped off the motorcycle and pulled out a silver pistol and fired forward.

The pressure on Penguin Butler suddenly eased with the support of the shooting skills of the gunshot, but before the two of them could breathe, they heard a more violent explosion.

In the splashing of fire, Mason looked up and saw the old man and a woman in a robe walking out of the burning Arkham Asylum on the left and right.

And between them was Damian Wayne, who was held by his hands.

If the old man and the old woman were not holding a gun each, and if there were not many strange guys behind them cheering for the burning and looting, this scene, like a family returning from an outing, could really be called healing.

This is especially true for the Wayne family.

"Click"

Mason quickly took a photo to keep as a souvenir.

But the next moment, he was held to the head by a pearl-shaped black revolver, and the green-haired woman wrapped in a cloak looked at him with vicious eyes.

A few seconds later, she exchanged glances with Damian beside her, and then threatened in a hoarse voice:

"You are the one who has been bullying my little Bruce? You are the one who dragged my little baby into this damn danger? Do you need me to ask you to taste the bullet?"

"It's me, that's right."

In the light of the burning fire, Mason spread his hands to show that he had no ill intentions. He said softly:

"But think about it in a positive way. It is me who reunited your family. It is me who can give you a chance to see baby Bruce again and I am willing to do it.

So, Mrs. J, put down the gun, okay?

If I shoot now, it will only make things worse.

I mean, you don't want to live with your naughty grandson who has learned to secretly tell his parents about this face that can scare children, right?

You obviously have a serious disease, and I have medicine here. I am an alchemist. I can't cure you, but at least I can make sure that you don't scare your son when you appear in front of him.

Martha! Martha.

I am your friend, and I really don't want to kill another clown."