Chapter 268 Auntie Keer's Ambition for "Starsfalling" Brother [1325]

Chapter 268 66. Aunt Zhou Keer’s ambition-for the “starsfalling” brother【1325】

Harley was full of resentment about being recruited as the female clown's assistant.

If given a choice, she would of course prefer to be Mr. K's assistant, but maybe it's because she's been so enthusiastic these days that Sweetie Mason is very scared.

The shy Mr. K tactfully expressed that the development time was tight and the tasks were heavy, and everyone in the K team must shoulder their own responsibilities.

As a result, Harley also has to participate in the conflicts that will occur in Gotham, and there is not so much time left for her and Mason to further develop their personal relationship.

However, as Harley's "personal doctor", Mason clearly refused Mrs. Martha's request to take Harley with her.

Although the Aunt Martha in front of her is not as crazy as Zhou Keer, it is still a very risky thing to let Harley's unstable mental state follow Mrs. Martha.

You must know that the Aunt Martha of this world has been sent to Arkham at least seven times by the cruel old man in the past ten years. Her mental illness is a real biological disease that can be written in medical records and issued with leave notes.

It is by no means a simple psychological issue that can be summarized.

His decisive decision made Harley Quinn burst into tears again and at the same time very happy.

look!

As expected, Mr. K still cares about himself. He is afraid that he will be hurt by Mrs. Martha, and he wants to protect himself!

Mr. K is the best.

This thought made Harley look at Mason even more passionately, and that visible passion made Mason feel like he was entering an irreversibly dangerous situation step by step emotionally.

It's not that he hates Harley.

It's just that the recent trend of a series of events has prevented him from allocating energy to fall in love or anything like that. After all, he is a quite traditional man.

And this huge convoy that drove out from the burning Arkham quickly arrived at its destination under the escort of three helicopters. It was not in Gotham City, but in a long-abandoned private property on the outskirts of the city.

That's right.

It’s the Wayne Manor of this world.

After the family was separated due to the death of Bruce Wayne thirty years ago, Mr. Thomas sold all the family's properties and only retained this ancestral territory as some kind of memorial.

He no longer lives here but uses his casino as his main activity area. He will use the underground bat cave here when something happens.

Years of neglect have caused the once luxurious Wayne Manor to become overgrown with weeds, like a ghost in an abandoned place.

But the construction quality of this place is very good.

It's quite suitable to serve as a "temporary shelter" for a group of newly released mad criminals. Likewise, it's also very good to use this complex terrain area as the front line against the most dangerous killer organization in the world.

The Penguin Butler was sent to deliver some food from the city to appease Arkham's "army". As for weapons, there was no shortage of them in this manor.

But it's not possible to arm Arkham's prisoners just yet.

"Snapped"

In a restaurant in the abandoned Wayne Manor, the old man brought a military-grade map of Gotham and placed it on the marble dining table, and turned the lights in the room brighter.

He looked at the circle of people around him. In addition to Mason, Damian and Harley, there was also Lady Martha and her deputy, the woman who was always flipping coins and always covering half of her face with her long hair. .

This is the "two-faced person" of this world.

Her name is Gilda, the wife of Harvey Dent, the most upright prosecutor in Gotham City, and one of the most dangerous patients in Arkham Asylum.

Speaking of which, her cooperation with Lady Martha was the only thing that Mason could not understand so far.

Because just now, the old clown aunt vividly described to him the story of how she used Harvey Dent's children as bait to kill Commissioner Gordon.

It should be said that Harvey Dent's death in this world was entirely planned by Martha Wayne. Gilda, who originally lived a happy life, became a "two-faced person" because of her.

These two old aunts should be irreconcilable enemies.

But now the cooperation between the two of them seems to be very close. It really makes people wonder what is the reason that made them temporarily forget the blood feud between them?

"The entire private area centered around Wayne Manor will be the venue for the next conflict. I have made some improvements here in the past few years. Now with the criminals from Arkham as the vanguard, they should be able to hold off Oliver and him. The cold-blooded killers under his command.”

The old man's finger clicked on several locations on the map.

He looked up at Mrs. Martha, then at Mason, and said:

"I have worked with Oliver in the past, and I know that he is a man who will do whatever it takes to complete his mission, so there is no possibility of reconciliation in this battle.

We must kill him or at least seriously injure him to end this conflict.

But now I'm not just worried about Black Arrow and his Assassins, I'm worried that the authorities will also be involved, especially Amanda Waller and her Suicide Squad.

As far as I know, Amanda tried to contact the first outsiders when they entered this world a few days ago. There is no doubt that Mason, you and Damian have also become her targets. "

"I'm really not surprised by that."

Mason said softly:

"Some people are so annoying no matter what world they are in."

"I'm going to smash that fat bitch's head! She must never give me this chance."

Next to him, Harley still remembered the predicament when she and Mr. K were in trouble when the Sky Eyes tried to pick peaches. In addition, she had witnessed the cruel experiments of the Suicide Squad before, so she also had nothing to do with Amanda Waller. Good impression.

"Who might show up?"

Damian looked around, stared at the old man, and asked:

"At least a few names so I can prepare, right?"

"Hard to say."

Thomas stared at the map expressionlessly, listed a long list of names and said:

"Some personnel of the official paranormal research organization, such as Shredder Wilson and his metahuman soldiers, are under the command of Amanda Waller.

In addition, as far as I know, Victor Stone, the president's direct security adviser, is also paying attention to things related to outsiders.

Judging from the forces I currently serve, in addition to Black Arrow and his killers, there are also some super killers floating among the people who may also be involved.

But most of them are active in Europe, so there is no need to worry this time. "

"They are all 'acquaintances'."

Mason rubbed his forehead and said:

"Leave it to me. I have the means to check and balance them. However, Thomas, I hope you can do me a favor, a personal favor."

"explain."

The old man responded coldly, and Mason did not care about others and said:

"I want you to help me find the official secret alien laboratory. It's what we were talking about in the car before. I'm sure it's somewhere on the east coast. I don't know the exact location."

"I try my best."

Thomas Wayne frowned at the request, but he didn't refuse.

Aunt Martha, who had been silent all this time, was playing with a prison-style dagger. With a casual wave of her hand, the thing pierced the table with a bang, hitting the center of the map.

She said in a charming tone:

"I have nothing to add, but it's very late now. My little baby, it's time for you to go to bed. Now, go take a shower with grandma, okay?"

She looked tenderly at Damian, who looked exactly like Bruce when he was a child, causing Da Mi to tremble on the spot and look at Mason as if asking for help. The latter pretended not to see the naughty child's eyes asking for help.

"Well, I'll do it myself, I won't bother you anymore, Martha."

Damian complained bitterly that Mason was nothing, and then went to the bathroom with ease under the watchful eyes of his "grandma".

"Ah, it's so late and I'm so tired. I should take a good rest."

Perhaps it was Aunt Clown's words that inspired Harley.

Standing next to Mason, she pretended to stretch, and while yawning, she took Mason's hand in a natural way and planned to take him to the bathroom on the other side.

This time Mason also encountered Damian's dilemma just now.

But looking around, it seemed that no one could help him.

It's really your own fault.

"Ahem, you go first, I want to talk to Mrs. Martha about something."

Mason coughed and warned Harley, who looked dissatisfied. The cunning Mr. Captain used Harley's fear of the female clown to successfully "get away".

Mason let out a sigh of relief as he watched the Amazon war dogs leave the restaurant with two Amazon war dogs that were as ferocious as hyenas but larger.

When he heard Harley's energetic chatter about finding some bones for her pet, he knew that all the words about rest were a lie.

This Harley is really becoming more and more bold, and she is becoming less and less able to hide her intentions towards Mason.

"So, Mason, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The female clown's voice sounded behind Mason.

She asked her assistant Two-Face to see if the criminals in Arkham were messing around. After Gilda tossed the coin and left, Mason asked softly with curiosity:

"About Two-Face, how did you convince her to forget her hatred and help you?"

"Simple."

Aunt Martha picked up an apple and peeled it and cut it into pieces like a housewife, preparing a midnight snack for her little grandson. She said without raising her head:

"Gilda hated me for taking away her husband, but she loved her children even more.

You told me that the world would be destroyed in seven days, and I told her the exact words, just as I could refuse to go crazy for little Bruce and cooperate with Thomas, who had despaired of me.

Gilda can also choose to forget those unimportant things for the sake of her children.

Well, what do you say?

Cute children are always the weakness of parents

Mason, I can help you get words out of Thomas. I have lived with him for more than ten years and been his enemy for ten more years. No one understands Thomas's mind full of anger and self-blame better than I do.

I can convince him to tell you all the secrets of the organization behind him.

But I want to negotiate a condition with you! "

The female clown quickly prepared a simple but warm and nutritious fruit salad. She finally poured yogurt into the salad and didn't care about Mason's answer.

she says:

"I want you to take me out of here, but this is not the end of cooperation. I want to see Bruce become Batman with my own eyes. Then I want you to help me!

I wanted to free my Bruce from that terrible fate, no matter what the cost. "

"why?"

Mason raised his eyebrows and asked:

"You may not understand my life, but as an 'honorary Robin' I can tell you responsibly that playing Batman is the focus of Bruce Wayne's life, and it is also his only one besides falling in love with Catwoman. pastime.

Your request is almost going to ruin the most important thing in his life, which is not a good choice. "

"I'm a clown."

Mrs. Martha picked up the plate, glanced at Mason, and said quietly:

"No one understands what it means to be Batman better than I do. Thomas's life has been ruined and I don't want my son to follow in his footsteps.

I would rather he become a waste with no ambition, that would be better than him continuing on this road of no return. "

"I can not understand."

Mason shook his head and said:

"Whatever you're planning, I'm not going to be a part of it, but I can get you to Gotham and keep your identity a secret, I can guarantee that.

But if you want to stop Bruce from committing suicide on the road of self-destruction, madam, you may need to bring more suitable people with you.

I mean some people who are powerful enough and obedient enough. "

"That's enough. Besides, your suggestion is very enlightening. I originally planned to bury all those Arkham wastes here, but now it seems that I can give them another chance?"

Mrs. Martha smiled an evil smile.

She bowed down to say goodbye gracefully, stretched her body like a dance, and went to find Damian while carrying the midnight snack so that she could put her little baby to sleep in person.

The sight of that light dancing posture sent chills down Mason's spine.

Think about it.

You were about to go to bed when Zhou Keer suddenly came in and said with a gentle face that he would tell you a bedtime story and sing you a lullaby. What kind of hellish fairy tale is this?

"I'm going to make a deal with you, too, Mason."

The old man appeared in the shadow behind Mason like a ghost. This vengeful old knight with a sinister look in his movements whispered:

"Don't take Martha to your world! She will do terrible things to Bruce. She gave all her love to Bruce and you gave her a little hope when she was desperate.

This is enough to make her more dangerous than ever. "

"But if it hadn't been for Lady Martha, Thomas, you would have done the same thing to Bruce."

Mason looked back at the old man standing upright in the shadows.

He picked up a piece of apple that Mrs. Martha had specially left for him and put it into his mouth. He didn't care whether it was poisonous or not. He chewed it and said:

"Like her, you gave all your love to your lost son. I not only gave Martha hope, I gave you the same hope.

If you're worried that Martha is going to do something terrible to Bruce, then maybe you should just tag along with her.

Rather than making up your mind to die with this meaningless world in your eyes, not because you love it so much, you are just afraid of the disappointment that will appear in Bruce's eyes when he sees you like this.

Old man, look, it’s not the first day I came out to hang out.

This is not the first different world I have experienced. I don’t have to guess what you people are thinking in your heads. "

He wiped the juice from the corners of his mouth, yawned and left the restaurant while saying to the shadowed Thomas Wayne:

"Don't die casually! Do you hear me? It's not easy for me to find a revenge knight, otherwise Lady Martha will go crazy over there and no one can cure her.

Think more about Bruce and your son. I also look forward to seeing the famous scene of three generations of the Wayne family living together.

Phew, Alfred will definitely thank me from the bottom of his heart. "

A few minutes later, Mason returned to the small room specially prepared for him. He took off his coat and was about to start his work tonight, but unexpectedly the door opened.

Damian, wearing star pajamas, rushed in as if he were fleeing, and said to Mason with a pleading look on his face:

"Help me! Please."

"ha?"

Mason immediately understood when he saw him in this bad state, curled his lips and said:

"What? Grandma Martha wants to sleep with her little grandson? How warm this is. Why don't you know how to appreciate it, a naughty kid? With your current treatment, does your father even dream of having you know it at your age? "

"Just stop saying a few words and let the clown be your grandma."

Damian said with a sad face:

"This is so exciting. Although Martha wanted to tell me a bedtime story with a gentle face, I was afraid that the next second she would take a bottle of poisonous gas from the storybook and pour it into my mouth.

Please help me!

I will be obedient from now on, I promise! "

"That's what you said."

Mason kicked the suitcase at his feet and gestured to Damian.

The little lunatic immediately jumped in and hid with gleaming eyes. A few seconds later, old Aunt Martha in her pajamas kicked open the door with a glass of milk in her left hand and a loaded pistol in her right hand.

She glanced around Mason's room with a smile that could scare a child to tears. After making sure that her little baby was not hidden here, she didn't even bother to say good night to Mason.

He slammed the door and went to find his misbehaving little Bruce.

All the madmen in Arkham were concentrated in the manor. As a poor and helpless clown, how could she bear to let her little baby wander around outside?

What if I get hurt by some blind lunatic?

"Let's go, come out."

Mason sighed and let Damian climb out of the box.

He was about to say a few more words to Damian, but the door was pushed open again. Harley, wearing a very "simple" pajamas, tiptoed barefoot with a pillow in her arms, and tried to sneak in with a bottle of suspicious medicine.

As a result, when she looked up, she saw Mason and Damian looking at her dimly.

"Ahem, I'm going to teach Damian about the eighteen ways to use alchemical potions in battle tonight."

Mason coughed and pointed at Damian beside him and said:

"Sorry, Harley, but you should go to rest, and wear more clothes, be careful not to catch a cold."

"You stinky boy dare to ruin my good thing! You wait!"

Harley Quinn glared at the innocent Damian with murderous eyes, accurately conveying the message she wanted to say, but seeing that Mr. K was already busy, Harley sighed helplessly, closed the door and retreated.

Tonight's night raid failed again.

But it doesn't matter!

As long as you persist, you will win one day.

Harley encouraged herself like this, hugged the pillow and quickly cheered up and went back to her temporary room.

As for Mason, the two young men looked at each other, and finally showed helpless and understanding expressions. The two hands finally held together, and reached a silent promise that male compatriots would help each other in these difficult days.

Alas.

It's hard to be a human.

It's hard to be a man.

It's hard to be a man of the Bat Family!