Summoner of Marvel World

Amidst the clown's creepy laughter, ten bombs ambushed under the police car were detonated instantly.

Rumble!

Deafening explosions sounded one after another!

Debris flew horizontally, dirt flew, smoke billowed, and there were screams!

Eight police cars and forty police officers were involved in a series of violent explosions, and more than half of the police officers were killed on the spot.

The remaining police officers, without exception, were all seriously injured, with broken legs or arms, bloody flesh, or severe burns. The casualties were appalling.

Dozens of Gotham citizens who were the closest to the police car and who were the best viewers to watch the excitement, because they were relatively close to the center of the explosion, were generally within the range of the explosion, and suffered minor or serious injuries.

The Joker is a cruel guy, and always has been.

These poor policemen really shouldn't provoke him, even if they don't provoke him, he will detonate this bomb sooner or later.

The surrounding citizens couldn't take care of themselves, so they didn't pay attention to the police's situation.

After all, compared with my own life, even if the sky falls, it can only be regarded as a second-class important thing.

At this time, they seemed to suddenly understand a truth, that is, in front of crazy super criminals, even if there are a large number of police forces and Batman who protects justice in front of them, it may not be very safe.

Ever since, after the explosion sounded, they ran around without exception, and soon left this crime scene that was like a purgatory on earth.

Looking back, I saw that the police officers at the scene suffered heavy casualties, and even dozens of citizens were injured by the explosion; looking back, I saw ten immature little girls imprisoned in iron cages like livestock , the furious Batman clenched his fists loudly, accumulated full strength in his legs, and rushed towards the deranged clown a few meters away at lightning speed.

The Joker knew that his speed should not be as fast as Batman's, and he should slowly dodge Batman's attack, but this body is too strong, if he moves, it may reveal that his strength is far superior to Batman's, so he simply chose to stand Waiting to be beaten in place.

Immediately, a powerful iron fist hit the clown's cheek fiercely.

The well-informed clown is obviously aware of the terrifying power hidden in Batman's punch,

If you allow the opponent's fist to hit you on the cheek, the most important thing that should happen is that losing a few teeth can be regarded as a blessing. If you are not careful, the entire jaw may be blown out.

Can the current physical strength of the clown? If Batman punches the clown in the face, the clown may not even lose a single hair.

So the clown seized the opportunity, quickly raised his arms, and put them in front of his head, for fear that Batman would discover his physical strength.

There was a crisp sound of "bang", and Batman's iron fist suddenly hit the Joker's metal wrist.

The metal wrist was stressed, and the rest of the strength was still there. The clown was taken back a few steps, and finally he couldn't stand upright, and almost fell into a big somersault.

Just as the clown was stabilizing his figure, the Batman rushing forward hit the clown hard in the abdomen with another thunderous punch.

The clown, who is extremely intelligent but has a mediocre physique, was sent flying into mid-air after being punched, and flew back three to five meters before landing on the ground.

The hard stone ground was directly smashed to pieces.

Of course, the clown's "mortal body" will not produce such destructive power. The root cause is that the clown wears a high-strength bulletproof vest.

The bulletproof vest is a high-tech product that he bought on the black market for $5 million. Not only can it withstand the bullets of pistols, rifles and submachine guns, but even the armor-piercing bullets of heavy sniper rifles may not be able to break it in one go.

Otherwise, Batman's heavy punch just now might be enough to punch a bloody hole in his stomach.

maybe.

Anyway, the clown is very satisfied with his acting skills, perfectly showing everything that a clown with a fragile body should show.

Seeing that the boss was knocked down to the ground, the eight younger brothers rushed forward and fought fiercely with Batman.

The clown smiled and took a sneak peek at the battle between these random idiots and his friend Batman. For some reason, his heart was filled with joy.

The result was as expected, these eight guys who acted as cannon fodder were all beaten up by Batman with superb fighting skills.

Some lost their teeth, some had broken ribs, and some had their arms and legs broken. In short, there was no one who was lying on the ground and howling.

After finishing off these little guys, Batman walked quickly to the front of the iron cage where the ten little girls were imprisoned, raised his two powerful arms, and tightly held the two adjacent iron pillars on the iron cage.

Instilling strength to break it to the left and right, the two steel bars were immediately twisted greatly, creating an opening enough for the little girls trapped inside to escape.

"It's saved, kids." Batman stood in front of the opening, extending his right arm to the little girls so they could keep their balance and not fall over. "Don't be afraid, the bad guys are out."

The little girls were sobbing, with pitiful grievances on their faces, while stretching their arms towards Uncle Batman, holding Uncle Batman's hand tremblingly, and then cautiously walked out from the opening of the iron cage.

Everything seemed so normal, everything seemed so harmonious, everything seemed so warm.

When the tenth girl came out, her lips trembled slightly, and tears like clear springs flowed from her big watery eyes.

She threw herself into Uncle Batman's arms, buried her head in his arms and wept bitterly.

The kind Batman just stroked the little girl's soft blond hair, giving him gentle comfort.

Adam, who was still in a stalemate with Superman, set his sights on Gotham City, quietly enjoying the good show.

The clown is now Adam's clone, so Adam naturally knows what the clown is thinking, and also knows what the clown has done.

Adam is more and more satisfied with the clown's avatar, and he also admires the arrangement made by the clown from the bottom of his heart.

Although Adam is powerful and proud, he has always known that his strategy is not very good, and the clone of the clown can be said to make up for his shortcomings.

"human nature…"

Adam glanced at Superman in front of him who closed his eyes and thought, and couldn't help muttering.

"It's a topic worth pondering..."