Chapter 335 The Joker Shows up, the Best Partner!

"Are you sure? Clark."

Peter took over the suit built for Clark by Tony Stark, "This will make you immune to kryptonite damage in battle. It has no effect in my hands."

"I'm sure, Godfather."

Clark said to him: "I'm afraid that if I lose my weakness, you will be hurt. Then, I would rather leave my weakness in your hands, godfather. Then if I make a mistake in the future, I will be the one who gets hurt."

"You're not going to be hurt, Clark."

Peter put the bracelet away as he spoke, "But if you insist, I'll keep it for you for the time being."

"Thank you, Godfather."

Clark thanks Peter.

"You're welcome, but one thing to remember, Clark, is that you are not allowed to drink alcohol until you are of age."

Hearing Peter talk about drinking, Clark suddenly became unnatural.

"I will, Godfather."

He had drank a lot of whiskey at the Talon Club.

Although he did it under the influence of red kryptonite, he still touched it.

He wanted Peter to keep it a secret from his parents, but he thought that saying that might make him look a little unmanly, so he had to swallow his words.

"Go back and rest early."

Peter patted Clark on the shoulder and turned to go back.

"godfather."

The hesitant Clark stopped him.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to help Lex and the people in that world."

Clark spoke his mind, "Go stop him!"

"You're not mature enough, Clark."

Peter turned around and said to him with a serious expression: "You are not your opponent in that world yet."

Clark can't fly yet, so if he really confronts Superman from another world, he probably won't be his opponent.

"I know, but maybe I can do my part."

Clark said with a sincere expression: "If everything is a mistake, then I am willing to help the other me correct it."

"No, Clark, you can't fix anything. Everything is heading towards the abyss. The son of tomorrow becomes a tyrant. When no one can stop him anymore, everything is irreversible."

After everyone left, Peter once again listened to Lex Luthor tell the story of his world in detail.

He had heard a little bit about this story about the Injustice Alliance before he was reborn.

But I only know that Superman has become darkened in a general way.

After listening to Lex's story, I understood what exactly happened.

"Besides, all of them think they are on the right path and they don't need anyone to correct it. Let's go back and rest."

Clark nodded and prepared to follow Peter back.

Looking up at the sky, I suddenly noticed raindrops falling.

Thunder "rumbling" sounded.

Clark's heart also became heavy.

The next day.

Lex Luthor in the unjust world left Padrick Farm and headed to Gotham.

In addition to Superman, he also needs the power of Batman.

Although he doesn't know what Batman looks like in this world.

On the cold streets of Gotham, Batman drove the Batmobile speeding.

"Go to Arkham, Alfred. Although the Joker has been arrested, Black Mask is trying to release him. I caught the other party's men and know what he plans to do. He wants to use the Joker."

Bruce said to Alfred in the terminal.

The Joker showed up in Gotham for the first time and turned the Gotham Police Department upside down.

A group of gangsters, led by him, robbed the Gotham National Bank.

The police's operation resulted in heavy losses and allowed the clown to escape unscathed.

In the end, the clown was caught by Bruce and thrown into Arkham Asylum.

The clown with green hair, pale skin, blood-red lips showing a crazy smile and giggling, left a deep impression on Bruce.

"I think this may be a trap, Master."

Alfred expressed his thoughts, "Black Mask may be using the Joker to lure you out."

"Even if it's a trap, I'll catch them."

Driving the Batmobile, Bruce asked the butler: "What's going on at Arkham Asylum?"

"No, everything is as usual, Master."

"very good.

"Squeak!"

The Batmobile turned at high speed, its tires screeching on the ground.

Ten minutes later.

Inside the lunatic asylum.

Batman asked the guard holding the Joker, "Is he okay?"

"We've been keeping an eye on him and he hasn't moved for hours."

The two of them were talking as they walked towards the room where the Joker was being held.

Walking to the door, the guard took out the key and prepared to open the door.

"No, wait!"

Bruce stopped the opponent's movement.

He took out the cryogen, froze the door lock, and then smashed the glass of the cell with his elbow. The clown has deployed a mechanism in the cell. Once the door lock is opened, the bomb in the connected room will be detonated.

Cutting the line between the bomb and the door lock, Bruce pushed the door open and entered.

"How did you do that?"

The guard looked at the skillful Bruce in shock.

Bruce said nothing. He looked around the room.

There was only a rag doll image of a clown lying on the bed covered with a blanket.

At first glance, you would really think it was the Joker himself.

Bruce walked to the Joker doll, picked up a Joker poker card placed on it, and frowned slightly.

Leaving the asylum, Bruce controlled the Batmobile and drove towards the Batcave.

"Master, I think you should listen to the radio. Black Mask is using the internal channel of the Gotham Police to provoke you."

Alfred's voice came.

"Put the radio in, Alfred."

The butler took the internal radio in and immediately heard the voice of Black Mask.

"Batman, you destroyed one of my factories before, and I want you to pay the price. Now-I am at the No. 1 warehouse of Gotham Pier. I have set a bomb on one of the freighters. If you don't arrive here before the freighter leaves, someone will pay the price for it."

"Don't let me down, Batman, I'll wait for you here."

The radio then fell into a white noise state.

"Master, what should we do?"

"Give me the 3D architectural drawing of Gotham Pier No. 1 Warehouse, Alfred."

"But, Master"

"I don't have much time."

"Well, I hope you're safe, Master."

Alfred sighed and quickly sent the drawings of the No. 1 Warehouse.

Gotham Pier No. 1 Warehouse.

"Click!"

In the warehouse, all the lights went out in an instant, and the whole world fell into darkness in an instant.

The gangsters in the warehouse screamed as the lights went out.

A black bat shadow flew over and then quickly disappeared.

The dark cloak suddenly opened, making a whistling sound of airflow.

"Damn, go check the power box."

Black Mask immediately asked his men to check the distribution box.

"Bang!"

A gangster who moved his feet and tried to check the power box suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, and was then dragged into the darkness by a huge force.

"Be careful! It's a bat!"

"No, it's Batman!"

A panicked voice rang out from the warehouse, and the piercing sound mixed with the sound of gunfire resounded throughout the space.

Some gangsters tried to escape, but before they could, a shadow fell on their heads.

The dark cloak wrapped around the gangster's body and pulled him into the darkness.

Batman was like a hunter hidden in the darkness, constantly hunting his prey.

As one gangster after another was dragged into the darkness, the atmosphere of panic gradually spread.

With a "bang", Bruce appeared behind a gangster, grabbed his right hand holding the gun, and pulled the trigger at his companion on the left.

"Da Da!"

The bullet pierced the unlucky guy's calf.

As the piercing gunfire sounded, it attracted all the gangsters.

Bruce used a joint skill to twist the gangster's arm, and "clicked", twisting his left hand into a weird angle.

Then he shot the bat dart in his hand and hit the arm of the nearest gangster.

Blood spurted out immediately, and screams sounded.

When the angry gangster wanted to shoot, Batman had already disappeared into the dark environment.

Just as the gunmen were terrified, with a "snap", the power was turned on.

After the gunmen adapted to the light, they found that their gangster boss was tied to the chair at some point.

The Joker, with a crazy smile on his face, was standing behind the black mask, who was covered with his mouth and full of horror.

The Joker held a razor in his hand and pointed it at the neck of the black mask.

"Pointy ears, I finally waited for you. You did a good job. You almost killed all these people. Why don't we form a team and call it the best partner. Think about it, you and me, go to the street, provoke fights, and let the weak not fight back. We are like a pair of unbreakable dynamic heroes."

The Joker seemed very satisfied to see Bruce's great power.

Bruce saw the Joker appear and approached.

The Joker immediately took out a remote control and pointed it at Bruce.

"Wait, little bat, look at what this is?!"

The Joker held the remote control in his hand, and the smile on his face became even bigger. "If you come forward, then I might press the remote control, and then a ship of people will die, but I won't do that for the time being. Why don't we play a game? You guess the number, 1 to 9, which number you guess corresponds to the bomb on the ship. I can give you one chance, but if you are wrong, you will harm everyone."

"Guess which number it is?"

Bruce's brows immediately frowned as he watched the Joker put his finger on the button of the remote control.

"I guess none of them."

A voice came from behind the Joker.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Lex Luthor walked out slowly, "Because I have dismantled your bomb."