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Chapter 220 End of DC

Joker is dead, but Joker is not dead. It is the individual named Joker who died, and the existence named Joker will never disappear.

The so-called Joker is the dying struggle of the unfortunate and sorrowful. All kinds of injustices such as exploitation, class, and differences will exist for a day, and Joker will also exist for a day.

If Bai Lu is gone, then this kind of "injustice" will become the biggest fertilizer, completely activating the seeds that have been planted in the hearts of Gotham City people.

Then, ZF lost its credibility, and Sanbo began to run wild and lose control.

It is not empty talk that water can carry and overturn the boat. A city in riots cannot be quelled unless an army is dispatched to suppress it.

Even if Bai Lu was caught in a hand, it only delayed the time for the seeds to bloom and bear fruit.

What Joker does is never comedy, but drama...dark fairy tale drama!

An excellent theater actor can always touch the minds of all audiences.

In terms of acting, Bai Lu would like to call Joker the strongest among the mortals he has ever seen.

"I made a deal with Shali Maloney. In the future, he will serve as an informant for the police station in the gang and provide news to the police station."

Bai Lu turned her back to Gordon, talking lightly about the family property she left with the police station.

"In exchange, we will save him if necessary and help him clean up.

Don't worry about his repetition, he is a smart man. "

"The police officer is unreliable, but you know it better than me."

"One last thing to remind you, no matter what you encounter in the future, do your best."

Bai Lu knew that Gotham's still-glossy shell was about to shatter, and the main envoy behind the scenes was about to appear. This was also Joker's handwriting.

Gordon said sincerely:

"Sir, thank you."

"Responsibility."

Bai Lu replied indifferently, not caring about Gordon's gratitude. All he did was abiding by his own game rules and entry settings, and nothing else.

A day later, people from the FBI and the Federal Police Headquarters came from the metropolis and, under the ‘escort’ of a group of media, went straight from the airport to the Gotham Police Station.

Gordon has already led people to make arrangements to blockade the neighborhoods near the police station in advance. At this time, the Gotham police station no longer needs to care about what the media say. Anyway, their current reputation is not bad shit or hate. No matter how bad it is, there is no way to go bad. It is impossible for the city to disband the police station or dismiss all the police officers.

Unless the National Self-Defense Force is asked to maintain law and order, it is a good thing for those soldiers to not disturb law and order!

Bailu calmly accepted the transfer order brought by the Federal Police Headquarters and left under the escort of FBI and Headquarters officers.

Gordon looked at Bailu's calm side face in the car window and saluted with a solemn expression. Regardless of the outside world, he thought Bailu was a very competent leader and director.

The headquarter police officers and the FBI agent both looked at Bailu curiously. They were insiders and knew the Joker incident clearly. It was not that they couldn't understand Bailu's choice, but they didn't have the courage to think about it.

There was no words on the way, and I arrived at the airport smoothly.

The area where the FBI's dedicated plane was located in the airport has been emptied, and reporters, media and other irrelevant people are unable to enter, but Bruce Wayne's banknote Ability cannot be blocked.

In the VIP lounge of the airport, Bruce Wayne said to the police officer and agent standing at the door:

"Can you leave us some personal space? Thank you."

"no problem."

The police officer and the agent had no problems. This is the big money owner. Even if they didn't stuff them privately, the money that was invested in the bureau before has opened up the above relationship. There is no problem with this privilege.

Click...

The door closed, isolating all sounds from the outside world.

Wayne walked to Bailu and sat down, staring at Bailu for a moment, and suddenly said:

"Regret it?"Wayne didn't play mystery, and he was straight to the point. He knew that his true identity could not be concealed from Bailu.

Bai Lu asked indifferently:

"What do you regret?"

Wayne knew what he said, and said in a puzzled way:

"Are you just like that...?"

"That is impossible."

Bai Lu did not hide it from Wayne, anyway the game was about to end.

"Although I have been removed from my post, I am still willing to perform my duties as the chief of the police station before I leave Gotham City."

The subtext is to leave Gotham and stop counting.

Wayne understood, and curiously said:

"why?"

Why is there a strong power, but not used, instead, in a city, observing the rules of ordinary people, being played around by a freak.

Bai Lu chuckled:

"Probably because you are too fragile."

"···"

Wayne was speechless for a while, thinking that he met twice more quickly than once, and had to admit that Bailu did not underestimate people. After a moment of silence, he stopped discussing this topic that made him autistic, and instead said:

"Then what is your purpose?"

He has not forgotten Bai Lu's identity as a visitor from another world.

"I'm organizing a game. Currently, two players are selected. However, it is easy to lose balance in a two-party arena, and the game ends early.

Therefore, this trip is considered to be a third-party inspection, and some things have been confirmed. "

Bailu never concealed his thoughts and plans from others, because no one could stop what he wanted to do.

"I won't say more, because it is too troublesome to explain, you just need to know that you can't stop it, and this game is not a bad thing.

Otherwise, it will be clear when the time comes. "

"It's you, don't leave before the game starts."

"···"

Wayne left the waiting room blankly.

The plane took off quickly. In the evening, an additional plane dedicated to America to escort the Gotham police chief crashed in an accident. The chief, police officers, agents, and crew members were all killed.

When Wayne received the news, he thought that Bailu did it, but he quickly rejected this idea. With his understanding of Bailu, there was no need to do this kind of thing even if it was to get away.

"Can you think of a way to get the black box of that plane? It's best not to let people know that we did it."

Wayne was skeptical, so he was cautious.

Alfred said calmly:

"I tried my best, it should be no problem."

The people he knows have all three religions, and the Wayne family's money abilities have caused a lot of troubles, but it doesn't include stealing a black box.

At the same time, Bai Lu, who should have been damned aloud, did not return to the Marvel universe, but came to the hell universe next door to this universe.

It's not that Bai Lu is dead, but that he wants a soul.

Hell is not as bad as the world thinks, at least the courtyard of the Lord of Hell is still very poetic.

Lucifer sat by the lake and fished, and said faintly:

"It's an interesting soul, and there are few in my collection that can match it. Why should I give it to you?"

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