Chapter 813: Wonderful night at the museum

Batman doesn't like such an environment, the colorful neon lights, and the light spots of various colors climb up from him, and on both sides of the corridor, there are many clowns leaving loudspeakers with loud laughter playing in a loop.

It's not the whisper of the clown, but the smirk used to set off the atmosphere when a TV station is shooting a sitcom.

"hahahahahahahahaha."

The laughter is very regular, short, and noisy, as if hundreds of people are laughing at the same time, but after listening for a long time, under this mechanical law, a sense of terrifying indifference is revealed.

These people are not really smiling, maybe for money, maybe for work, maybe for the future, but this kind of fake smile that cope with the same is the smile that humans show the most to others in daily life.

This is the real laugh.

As Batman walked fast and thought, he found that these speakers seemed to be dead batteries, like tapes twisted. The laughter suddenly became distorted, becoming long and weird, becoming like Cries and wailing.

The windbreaker followed Batman cautiously, his head quickly turning left and right, as if worried about where the Joker would come out.

Many people encounter a clown for the first time, and it does happen. That guy can bring a strong sense of suffocation. The pure chaos is too real, and it is too real for humans to accept.

Even Nightwing, who is now on his own, couldn't even speak clearly when he first saw the clown back then.

"Flap, pop!"

Suddenly two crisp noises rang around the two of them, and a lot of paper fireworks spurted out, like birthday stars welcoming them, and even the laughter became normal.

It's just that the various lights change more frequently.

If it used to be just a street neon light, now it's like a lantern dangling on the dance floor of a nightclub, and Batman and the windbreaker are all splendid.

"Sorry, I stepped on a thunder." The windbreaker looked at his feet, and it was he who triggered the paper fireworks just now, causing the surrounding changes.

"He knew we were coming, it didn't matter." Batman said calmly. Although he was here to find Catwoman, the Joker obviously took the lead and caught Catwoman first.

He should have guessed the time when Batman resumed Gotham City surveillance. Even if Batman didn't bring the windbreaker with him this time, the Joker must have left clues elsewhere in the city to bring Batman here.

Afu in the headset proved Batman's guess. In several blocks around the museum, red letters suddenly appeared on the exterior walls of the building.

"Hahaha!"

"Come find me!"

"The kitten is in my hands!"

Wait for big slogans like this, as well as arrows pointing to the museum. Just now Batman and Windbreaker came here by flying vehicles, and did not see the slogans on the walls of the buildings below.

Now that the conjecture is confirmed, Batman's face remains unchanged.

Batman suspects that the other party may have installed sensors on the roof or at the door. If there is a certain vibration or heat signal, the information of Batman's arrival will be transmitted to the Joker, and various traps inside will be activated.

The clown is not good at these high-tech things, but Bain knows it well, that guy is a rare wise man among the big guys. Scientists who are more than two meters tall and weigh nearly two hundred kilograms are not impossible.

The scorpion butterfly is also a former snitch, and his knowledge of museums must not be worse than that of Catwoman.

"The Joker was prepared, it has nothing to do with you." Batman went on.

Hearing Batman's words, the windbreaker tried to calm his breath, as if calming down a bit: "That's okay, but what else will be ahead? I always feel that the atmosphere here..."

"He will set up a trap against my spirit. There may not be traps against you, but if there are, it must be life-threatening." Batman stopped indifferently, and turned to look at the windbreaker: "And you pay attention If you are not concentrated enough, it is dangerous to move on. I suggest you quit and wait for me."

The windbreaker fighter's fists were squeezed and loosened, and ten fingers were twisted together: "But I don't want you to think I am a coward or something..."

"Preservation of life is an instinctive choice of creatures, and the clown is indeed beyond your level of coping. Going out is the best choice." Batman remained expressionless.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you outside the door. Be careful."

The windbreaker was not hypocritical, as if he could no longer stand the suffocating atmosphere, and left in a panic.

Batman squinted his eyes and looked at his leaving back, but still couldn't guess the identity of the other party. There are millions of people in Gotham who can be frightened by the clown, which is of no use to inferring identity.

If possible, send him on the way home later, and get more valuable information through the address.

However, it seems that the behavior of the windbreaker fighter is logical. Following his intelligence operations, the people Batman confronts are basically villains of the fourth and fifth lines, and even some are too inconspicuous. Even the name is forgotten by Batman. , Just remember the code name and ability.

What are the abilities of the fourth and fifth line villains? People like Dr. Egghead and Mianmian are already strong.

The windbreaker's action target is them, which is reasonable in Batman's view. The only humiliating squad beyond his ability is still an anti-hero team, which may not necessarily fight.

Besides, I didn't find it. It is estimated that in that small book, the humiliation team is the existence of the big boss.

The windbreaker must follow Batman in order to take him to deal with the humiliation, maybe some personal grievances. But after not finding it, because of the face, he took Batman to find some other targets to prove that his intelligence was correct. All this can make sense.

This is in line with the psychological profile of a young hero who just debuted.

Unlike many stunned youths, the windbreaker did not admit defeat and wanted to prove that his intelligence was correct, but he also knew his level of strength and was able to retreat. This is also in line with the background that he had grown up in a poor neighborhood as predicted earlier.

The streets of Gotham are so real. Children who grow up there have adapted to the dark since they were young, knowing that life is the most important thing.

Batman turned around, intending to move on, only to find that at that moment, a figure seemed to flash across the far corridor.

But the lights in the hallway are too chaotic now, and Batman doesn't know if what he is seeing is right, so he rushes towards there quickly while guarding against the trap.

Before reaching the corner of the corridor ahead, Batman smelled a strong smell of blood. He instantly increased his vigilance, and external disturbances, such as lights and laughter, also moved away from him.

He slowed down, but in the next second, a figure suddenly rushed out of the corner. The other side kicked a foot on the wall, turned over in the air to borrow force, and another whip leg slammed towards Batman's head.

Batman had been prepared for a long time, how could it be possible, he crossed his arms to block, and steadily took the heavy kick, but took a step back.

Although he was not injured, Batman knew that he was in trouble. The opponent's strength and martial arts were not weak. In narrow places such as corridors filled with clown trash, flexible martial artists had more advantages than him.

The other side felt Batman's forearm on the soles of his feet, and then the figure took a volley backflip in the air, using the contact point to leverage, the other leg slammed forward and the target was Batman's abdomen.

But Batman had to block again and took a step back, and the other party took the opportunity to pull away and roll, and distanced himself from Batman.

The other party was wearing a red three-point swimsuit, with white gloves on both hands, with rhinestones dotted on them, shining brightly under the light.

Her face mask is white, her eye rims are surrounded by red eyeshadows, her blond hair is casually draped over her shoulders, and her two Nepalese recurve knives dance a sword flower in her hand.

"Long time no see, Batman." She greeted Batman in a low, feminine voice.

"Ms. Vic."

Batman squeezed his fist without changing his face. His two forearms were numb in the other party's surprise attack. A martial arts master is in trouble now.

Ms. Vic is not Ms. Siwa, which is good news, but she is not easy to mess with. She is one of the very powerful world-class mercenaries.

Although not as strong as the death knell, her weakness is mainly that she is not good at thermal weapons and can only use automatic rifles, which is far from the level of death knell that drives tanks and fighters.

In hand-to-hand combat, she is also slightly weaker than Earth 0 Death Knell, because her reaction speed is a little slow.

Her combat effectiveness was not commensurate with her weak appearance. Almost all of Zhenglian's followers were taken care of by her. Ye Wing once complained to Batman about the reason for his defeat.

"She dresses up and looks like Victoria's Secret supermodel Jessica Stan, but she looks like a female Terminator plus Bruce Lee in her hands."

When Yeyi saw her for the first time, and his eyes were still on her waist, the other party suddenly started, and Yeyi broke into a coma almost instantly.

The original Red Arrow and the current arsenal Kuroy were even more miserable. A member of the Green Arrow family, who was good at sneaking, was followed by others and suddenly came out and kicked Red Arrow's mandible into a coma.

Batwing has a slight advantage over her. After all, wearing high-tech battle armor, the reason for coma is suffocation, and they will not lie down as fast as Nightwing.

According to legend, Ms. Vic has the descent of Paradise Island~www.NovelMTL.com~ Who knows, the rumor has always been everything.

Batman quickly ran through the information in his mind, but the other party just looked at him calmly, adjusting his breathing and state, and his red lips bent into a nice angle: "Batman, you know this is not a personal grudge ."

"How much is the Joker give you, I will double it." Batman immediately used his superpowers.

"Sorry, mercenaries like ours will basically not betray their employers because of a small amount of money." Ms. Vic took a catwalk towards Batman, her soft boots made no sound: "Credit sometimes Still useful."

"But I also understand that mercenaries at your level cannot hide behind a corner of the wall to reveal a corner of the shadow. You will deliberately expose it if you want to talk about it."

Batman pulled up his cloak to wrap himself, and secretly took out the props from his waist.

Ms. Vic's mask exposed the part below the nose, just like the kind of mask worn by aristocratic women when participating in a masquerade party, and this is the current weakness of the opponent.

The internal corridor of the museum was originally used as a gallery, with no windows on both sides, and the terrain is narrow and air circulation is poor.

The clown’s generator is only enough for his own layout, but it does not power the museum’s air-conditioning and humidity control system. It is airtight like a sauna.

Then the plan is like this. Once the negotiation fails, he will throw out all the tear gas bat darts to seal the road, forming a closed channel full of tear gas.

At the same time, he himself breathes with a miniature bat oxygen tank, uses Jiu-Jitsu to stick to the battle, drags her here, and survives the time when she can hold her breath, he will definitely win.

But this is destined to be a tragic victory, he may increase his injury, and may not be able to keep the opponent.

So Batman, want to negotiate a condition.