Chapter 495: Joker's plan

While talking to the clown, Luther walked quickly to the wall of the laboratory, where there was a secret storage cabinet where Luther's spare armor was stored.

Press the hand on a specific position on the wall, the palmprint verification is passed, and the cabinet is opened.

But there was a mess inside. His armor was torn apart, and the slogan "Hahaha" was painted with red paint. A playing card with a harlequin was nailed to the cabinet by a dagger.

"Oh? Did you see your little treasure chest? But I thought, I'm afraid I was a step ahead and touched all - some things inside, ha ha ha."

The clown's voice came in time, he had already destroyed Luthor's armor.

"How come?" Luther couldn't believe it.

"Ah, because you ate the supper I added, I dragged you all the way from the bedroom to the laboratory last night, just to scan your protected little hands." The clown laughed again and was surprised when he saw Luther The expression triggers more happiness. "Actually, I can chop off your hand, but then, won't there be no surprises today? Hee hee"

The clown stared at the monitor screen. He grabbed the microphone and stimulated Luther to his heart's content. He was astonished as if he was blind after seeing the head. The clown felt that the arrangements these days were worthwhile.

"Lex, I'm a literate clown, and I know you too well. We have been together for so long, haven't we? We fought side by side and shared the joys and sorrows, Barabala, but you have never changed. You may put away the Kryptonite Death Ray and The red sun generator thinks it has changed, but in fact it is still the same."

Luther ignored the clown's words. After a quick inspection of the armor, he found that the armored arm still had one that could be repaired. As long as a few circuit boards were wound to activate the circuit board and the backup energy source was connected, he could use the pulse weapon on the arm. .

He pulled the armoured arm out forcefully, carried it back to the test bench, and took out tools to repair it desperately.

The clown is still unhurried. He is now imitating the Queen of England tasting tea, squeezing his mouth into a small spot, tilting his orchid fingers, and holding the microphone.

"You will always be Luther, and your behavior is always predictable. It's too boring. As for me, I change three personalities when I have breakfast. Retire early? Hehe doesn't suit me, it will only make the sense of humor lost. "

Luther just picked up the electric soldering iron and was busy working on the armor arm, sparks flying everywhere.

He repaired the armored arm and put it on immediately.

The backup energy, voice control, and weapon system are all online, and he is going to catch the clown now.

But after he opened the door of the laboratory, outside the door were the villains with upside-down smiles. The Scarecrow smiled weirdly while saying ‘so scared’ and rushed towards him.

"The pulse weapon is activated, and the non-lethal mode has the maximum output." Luther cleared a way with the transmitter in his hand.

On the radio came the clown yawning, "Not lethal? Lex, you are so boring."

"I want to keep the energy on you." The bald head ran across the corridor quickly, and he arranged a backhand at the door of an inconspicuous room at the end of the corridor.

The wall there is a hidden control panel that can only be activated by his palm prints.

Luther pressed on the wall, the panel was activated, and he clearly said the command "Computer, rewrite the instructions, immediately shut down the hall and cut off the oxygen supply to the main control room."

"Oh, I'm so scared, where are my shoes?!"

There was another clown's voice on the radio, and he looked very flustered.

Luther continued to rush towards the general control room, where he would catch the hypoxic clown and kill it.

But when he ran across the corridor and into the hall connecting the control room, the heavy metal door suddenly closed behind him.

The lights in the hall instantly turned into circus lights, red, yellow and green shining alternately, and the funny music of the clown performance sounded around, and all the vents began to spit green gas.

The clown's voice rang again, "So smart, I think you must have escaped from my trap and out of danger, haha"

"Damn"

"Look, Lex, you shouldn't have me responsible for building the torture chamber in the first place. I can't help but turn the entire building into a torture chamber."

Luther asked the clown to prepare the torture room. Of course, he knew that torture would not work for the Zhenglian. Even if the people who caught the Zhenglian were caught, the room would not be useful.

He was just to distract the clown so that he wouldn't always cause trouble.

It's a pity that the clown saw through everything. With the help of the resources that should have made the torture chamber, he completely transformed their secret base and installed circus-style death traps everywhere.

A trap controlled only by the clown.

Now he has pressed a few buttons, intending to see Luther dodging the knife, it must be very interesting.

Several cracks broke through the wall, and a huge circular saw blade flew out of it, rotating towards Luther.

Luther swooped forward, blocking one of them with his arm, and passing the other.

"Ha ha"

Luther is not a professional warrior, his posture of hiding from throwing knives is really embarrassing, and the clown is very satisfied.

"Do you think that pressing harder can shake me? There is a quicksand on the road? Piranha sink?" Luther got up from the ground, looking ashamed.

The clown crossed his fingers under his chin, "Haha, Goodlex, you know, sometimes the simpler the dish, the better the taste."

Luther frowned, but it was too late.

The ceiling of the entire hall burst open, and dozens of grenades fell from it. With the fire and explosion, Luther was blown out by the air wave and fell to the ground severely.

But not all of these grenades are explosive grenades, and more than half of them are laughing gas grenades.

Luther's body instinctively made people breathe because of the collision with the ground, and he had inhaled too much laughing gas.

And it's the laughter specially made for him by the clown.

Now he has hallucinations in his mind, everything around him is green and he can't see anything.

It's not that vision is obscured, but that his brain can only recognize green as a color.

The green gas discharged from the vents in the hall was not laughing gas, but ordinary green smoke. The clown's ultimate move was on these grenades.

"Oh, Lex, you have held that magic doorknob for too long, and you covered it with white dwarf star glass, making you think you can become a **** by yourself?"

"No, stay away from it! You devil!"

Luther waved his arms, and he could hear the clown's voice coming from the green fog, and he fired desperately in the direction of the sound.

"Lady too late, Lex, you broke the promise."

The clown appeared behind Luther like a ghost, still wearing a purple suit, holding the doorknob of Destruction in his hand.

He broke the white dwarf shield and stole Luther's treasure while Luther was studying the total body.

Why can the clown break through the barrier of the white dwarf? Because Batman also used this thing as an anti-theft measure

The clown squeezed the doorknob and slammed his round bald head. With blood splattering, Luther fell in front of him.

"It's time for you to pay the price."

The clown bent down, dragged Luther's arm, and walked towards the conference room like a sack.

Not knowing how long it had passed, Luther let out a groan and woke up from a coma, he felt a strong white light outside his eyelids, and he was being hung in the air by a lot of chains.

"The Hungarian King Attila, Genghis Khan, Alcapone, and Luther were all defeated at the culmination of their lives, tusk."

Luther heard the clown's voice and opened his eyes as best he could.

The clown and the other villains were sitting around the round table, and Luther was hung from the hollow in the middle of the round table, just like the ingredients hanging on the hot pot table.

The other people's faces were filled with unnatural smiles, and the tables were full.

"I will kill you, I swear, I will cut your brain open and burn every nerve and make sure you never go into shock."

The clown drew his ears and showed a smile, "Keep on, Lex, go on, maybe you can really think of any terrible plan? Hahahaha"

"And these idiots, if you let me find out who of them helped you, I"

"Oh, Lex, don’t be so neurotic. My nitrous oxide can make them obedient and docile to me, but I want to keep you awake, so the nitrous oxide used on you is special. Don’t thank me, by the way Mention it."

The clown waved his hand, as if he was saying something to Luther, to calm him down and continue listening.

"You promised us the whole world, oh, you promised us the whole universe, well, and the power of creativity, then the question is, what is the use of a multiverse?"

The clown's eyes were full of questions, he stared at Luther, wanting Luther to give him an answer.

Luther ""

Yes, the Joker doesn't care about the multiverse at all, he just needs to have fun.

He knew that Luther could not give an answer, he was just talking.

"However, I think it's fun to watch you get to the edge of success, and then I suddenly lift the table and slap everything on your face."

As he said, the clown couldn't help laughing again. He supported him with his hands, turned on the table, and stood on the table to organize his suit collar.

Then he approached Luther and walked back and forth around him.

"I want to watch you carefully become the **** of the universe, and then I pretend to be reborn in the church of destruction for a second or two~www.NovelMTL.com~ Then, I prepared a death for each member of the destruction army The trap may be fatal, but it may also allow them to survive and think they have won."

"Then I will teleport the entire base to the sun and watch everyone turn to ashes"

The clown sighed and squeezed the bridge of his nose.

"Originally, this plan had a chance to go down in history, but Lex, you ruined everything!"

"For months, I have been secretly rebuilding the Metropolitan Museum, where is your failure memorial, and now there is a lack of a final memorabilia as the finale of the exhibition."

"I even left clues to Batman and the Boy Scouts in blue tights, so that they could see the moment when all the villains were blown up to the sky, and then they would see your corpse and me in your head. The smiley face drawn inside."

"But you ruined everything, Luther, trust me, you could have died easier"

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