Chapter 53: No Chance (Please Read, Collect, Vote, Invest)

"I'm a reasonable person!"

The Joker's body swayed from side to side, but his gun-holding hand pointed steadily at Bruce's head, without leaving for a moment.

Although he didn't laugh, the ending sound at the end of his speech always gave people the feeling that he was laughing.

"Big man, since you are here for Mr. Wayne. And he is now under my gun, so you should surrender."

Martin ignored the Joker, and pulled out one of his hands that was wrapped around Bane, and his five fingers became sharp and pierced directly into his spine.

With the activation of the superpower, Bane's body began to shrink rapidly, and all the energy in his flesh and bones was extracted. In the blink of an eye, his height and body size were only half of what it was just now.

Martin did not absorb this energy, but threw it all into the shadow of Bane under his feet.

In this way, the shadow became extremely huge, and Bane's body became skin and bones.

The situation between the host and the guest reversed, and the huge shadow moved its hands and feet, trying to devour the body.

Boom!

Martin stepped on it, and the shadow that almost covered the entire cabin was like being struck by five thunderbolts. It was instantly broken. The days of baring teeth and claws had just begun, but it was beaten back to its original form and there was no movement.

"Now we can talk!"

Martin turned into a ninja soldier, holding the skinny Bane with one hand, and his eyes first turned to Bruce, asking: "Can you walk by yourself?"

Bruce slowly raised his head. He did not recognize Martin, but he also knew that this superhuman who could control the shadow was here to save him, so he shook his head honestly.

He and the Joker have fought for so many years, and they are familiar with each other's weaknesses.

And the Joker enjoys torturing Bruce, using almost all his moves and punishments. He doesn't care whether Bruce lets go or changes, just torturing him all the time.

"Okay!"

Martin nodded, and his eyes turned to the madman with thick oil paint on his face, and said bluntly: "Now you are the one who should surrender."

All the shadows began to wriggle with his voice, surrounding the Joker from all directions.

"I'm not Batman. I only have one way to deal with people like you, which is to 'kill'!"

"Wow, calm down, Mr. Shadow."

The Joker seemed to be startled and took two steps back, but suddenly pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet passed through Bruce's shoulder, tearing the flesh and piercing the bones.

"Humph!"

Bruce fell to the ground head-on due to the impact of the bullet, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain. Even though his body began to twitch, he did not cry out in pain.

Martin looked at Bruce, whose face was purple and red, and he refused to let go, and sighed in his heart.

Although the Joker is special, he is still a mortal with flesh and blood, and it is impossible for him to have strange ideas all the time.

At least when it comes to torturing people, the Joker must see the tortured object showing a painful expression in order to feel happy.

Bruce is so strong, the Joker will not be satisfied, his emotions will be out of control, and he will reveal flaws.

Martin understands the reason why he does this, but he feels that it is really unnecessary for him to do so.

"I'm not a mortal. I'm not even a human now."

The shaking shadow suddenly jumped three feet high, wrapped Bruce, who was injured all over, from several directions, and dragged him directly into the shadow world.

"Give me back the bat..."

The clown looked at his prey being taken away suddenly, his eyes reddened, and he pulled the trigger one after another, and the cabin also emitted the specially modified laughing gas.

But the bullet hit the shadow and went straight through, not even touching Bruce's side.

The poisonous gas that could make people laugh to death was sucked into Martin's stomach in one breath.

Then, nothing happened.

He attacked in the form of a ninja soldier, grabbed two sickles with both hands, rushed to the clown silently, and chopped his head from top to bottom.

Ding!

The Joker pulled out a long-handled wooden hammer from somewhere and held up the falling sickle blade. His eyes under the white paint emitted a strange light: "Are you not a human?"

"Soon, you will no longer be a human, but a lonely ghost."

Martin did not deny his identity, nor did he need to deny it.

The Joker has been able to stir up trouble in Gotham for so long and cause so many horrific tragedies. Batman is an ordinary person, which is a very important reason.

No matter how rich Bruce is, he is also a person. He will get hurt and die if he is shot. Even if he can constantly create limits, he has his own limits.

"I'm just a shadow."

He stretched out two arms behind him, crossed the big wooden hammer, and hit the Joker's face directly, knocking him out.

"Your bullets, your wooden hammer, your poison gas, your schemes, everything you have, can knock down Batman and his followers countless times, but you can't catch a fleeting shadow."

Martin's voice came from every shadow, and the Joker dodged the attack of the shadow in a panic.

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This madman born from the madness of Gotham smelled the smell of death. He looked at the big hand that slapped him and threw a grenade.

The explosion defeated the shadow hand, but a moment later, a new hand stretched out from the shadow and slapped him hard.

Martin disappeared, but he was everywhere.

Every shadow was him, and they all acted according to his will.

The Joker ignored the ubiquitous gazes, unbuttoned his suit, and said with a smile: "I have thought about my own death. Almost every possibility is that the Bat lost to me in this war and took my life with his own hands."

"But I didn't expect that I would die in this ghost place today."

The Joker didn't have a fluke mentality.

Batman doesn't kill people because he wants to restore order in Gotham and eliminate the growing chaos.

He must make people believe that there is a set of rules that can protect their lives from continuing normally.

So, the true meaning of the principle of not killing is actually not to lynch.

But the shadow opposite is not Batman. The blood and limbs on the ground are enough to prove that he is a guy who kills without blinking.

Martin did not respond to the Joker. He raised his hand, and countless shadows turned into spikes, first piercing the Joker's limbs, and the dripping blood lifted him into the air.

Then he walked out of the shadow, looked at the long sword [Flame of Burning Sin] drawn from his waist, and directly pierced his heart.

Martin was worried that the Joker's crazy will would have a bad influence in the Shadow Kingdom, and he was unwilling to give this madman any chance.

The pure white flame spread from the heart to the Joker's body, the purple suit gradually turned into ashes, and the Joker's grinning face gradually turned into ceramics, frozen in this moment.

"Hehe, we left you a big gift. I hid the Joker's venom, which is enough to infect the whole of Gotham, in a place. Go find it!"

"If you fail, I will come back again."

"I'm so unwilling..."

"Death... It's so uncomfortable..."

Martin listened to the Joker's last voice, without any emotion, and did not pull out the flame of burning sin.

After hearing that this madman was completely dead, he smashed his body with a punch, threw all the fragments into the sea, and then sank the ship that was about to fall apart.

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