Chapter 649: Disappointing Clown

The so-called coercive means is the hostage threat. Although this move seems inferior, it has to be admitted that it does have a surprising effect for superheroes with superhuman abilities. In an emergency, an innocent life is enough to make any hero hesitate and waver.

However, the Joker is not satisfied with just this one method. Facing those heinous criminals, he has a more sophisticated way to make them surrender or even be controlled by him. These criminals are like chess pieces on a chessboard in front of the Joker, being played with in the palm of his hand.

The Joker's tactics and strategies are perfect, which makes him like a fish in water in the criminal world. He can always find the opponent's weakness and then hit it hard. He is like an excellent director, carefully planning every crime drama and letting every character perform according to his script.

However, from Luther's point of view, this clown does not seem to have reached the height he expected.

He has seen all kinds of clowns, but the one in front of him makes him feel a little disappointed.

He remembered the Joker played by Heath Ledger, whose crazy and mysterious temperament was unforgettable; Jerome's Joker was a different kind of madness, challenging the order of the world in his own way.

Although Leto's Joker was also extreme and crazy, he gave people a sense of deliberateness, like a bear child in clown skin, crazy for the sake of madness.

The Joker in front of him was a replica of Leto's Joker.

He had the same madness and extremeness, but lacked the evil and charm that penetrated into the bone marrow. His performance was more like a farce, making people laugh and cry.

"As you wish."

Luther's voice was cold and firm, echoing in the empty room. He held the pistol tightly in his hand, his fingers exerted pressure on the trigger, and every subtle movement seemed so determined.

The Joker showed a surprised expression on his face, and he didn't seem to expect Luther to really shoot. But after just a moment of surprise, his eyes became expectant, as if he was welcoming some special moment. He straightened his chest, put his hands on his hips, and did not dodge at all, as if to show Luther his fearlessness and arrogance.

Luther did not hesitate, he pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The gunshot exploded in the room, deafening. The bullet flew out of the muzzle in an instant, rushing straight at the clown with the breath of death.

The clown's body shook slightly, as if he was shaken by the gunshot and stood a little unstable.

But surprisingly, he was not hit. It turned out that at the moment Luther pulled the trigger, the clown had quickly turned his body to the side and dodged this fatal bullet.

A smug smile appeared on the clown's face, and he looked at Luther sarcastically.

"Haha, do you really think I will stand there and let you hit me?"

The clown sneered.

"You are just a poor creature bound by the rules, and I am the real free man!"

He quickly adjusted the direction of the muzzle and aimed it at the clown's throat. This time, he would not give the clown any chance to dodge.

"Bang!"

The gunshot sounded again, and this time, the bullet did not miss.

It penetrated the clown's throat, bringing up a bloody flower.

The clown's face suddenly showed an expression of fear and pain. He covered his throat, and blood gushed out from between his fingers, staining his palms red.

He opened his mouth wide and wanted to make a sound, but his throat was pierced by the bullet, and he could only make a weak groan.

The clown's body began to tremble, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. There was a gurgling sound in his throat, as if something was blocked and he couldn't breathe.

At the moment when the clown was shot through the throat, his physiological reaction was extremely intense. The impact of the bullet instantly tore his throat tissue, causing great pain and blood loss.

His throat was full of blood, and he couldn't breathe or speak. He tried to cover the wound with both hands, but blood kept pouring out from between his fingers, staining his hands red.

His face turned pale, and sweat rolled down his forehead. His heartbeat accelerated, and his breathing was rapid, as if he was racing against death.

His eyes began to blur and his consciousness gradually blurred. He felt that his body was losing control, as if he was being dragged into the abyss of darkness by some force.

"Bang bang bang bang bang————"

Luther did not stop, he continued to pull the trigger until he was sure that the clown had lost his life.

Everyone around was stunned, as if time had stopped at this moment.

They stared blankly at the clown lying on the ground, their hearts full of shock and confusion. The clown died just like that? What about the bombs on them?

Just as everyone was panicking, as the clown fell, the fuse of the bomb tied to him was triggered. The bombs tied to them began to make a harsh countdown sound, and every second seemed to be beating their hearts.

"It's this old-fashioned countdown again..."

"Can't it explode all at once?"

Luther complained about the clown's lack of rigor.

However, despite his complaints, Luther's movements were not slow at all. He moved and turned into a gust of wind, passing by everyone. His movements were so fast that they were almost invisible, and only afterimages could be seen flashing before his eyes.

In the surprised eyes of the crowd, Luther untied the bombs tied to them at an unimaginable speed. His fingers fiddled with the bombs quickly, and every movement was precise and fast. After a while, the bombs on everyone were untied by him.

However, this is not the end. Luther did not stop his movements. He grabbed the untied bomb and rushed to the seaside of Arkham Asylum at a faster speed. His figure flashed before everyone's eyes, and the next moment he appeared at the seaside.

He stood on the edge of the cliff, took a deep breath, and then threw the bomb in his hand into the sea with force. The bomb drew a beautiful arc in the air and then fell heavily into the sea.

"Boom————"

A loud bang exploded on the sea surface, and a huge splash of water rushed into the sky, like a blooming white flower. The sea water was splashed everywhere, forming a huge water mist.

The shock wave generated by the explosion spread on the sea surface, setting off huge waves.

The power of the explosion was amazing, enough to flatten the entire Arkham Asylum.

However, under Luther's amazing strength, the bomb was thrown thousands of meters away, avoiding direct damage to Arkham Asylum.

Although its power was amazing, it was also mitigated by the buffer of seawater.

The huge energy generated by the explosion quickly spread in the seawater, forming a series of turbulent waves.