humiliation!

Great humiliation!

A dignified clown has never been so humiliated since his debut.

Being verbally devalued in all aspects is worthless.

From the most stylish criminal in Gotham City to a fool who relies on his immortality.

This is absolutely unbearable!

The clown rushed towards Bai Ye, and his body hovered still in front of him.

Although he has the ability to be almost immortal, the clown's personal combat ability has not been greatly improved.

The average level of the fan club is still insufficient and better than that of the lower.

As Bai Ye said, what clowns are good at is never in their personal combat effectiveness.

The clown cannot move because he is captured by the universe in his sleeve.

Bai Ye looked at him with more disappointment: "You actually rushed towards me in anger? The small props on you are just a prank, even if they are just a prank, using them is more useful than you can come by yourself."

"Is it the negative effect brought by the immortal body that reduces your IQ to a negative number?"

"Or the price of resurrection is to become a bad idiot."

"ah!"

The clown roared, and the face of the clown looked extremely ferocious.

"Actually, to be fair, your level of crime is still above the level," Bai Ye said. "A series of actions are also 'reasonable and well-founded'. Perhaps I overestimated you from the beginning. The biggest reason why you can make a fortune is that your opponent is a group of superheroes."

"Their kind weaknesses are too easy to exploit."

"When you meet a non-hero, you will look weak, such as Talia who knocked you out in one shot."

"Okay, now, let me study your immortal body a little bit. Your mind really has no value."

The clown's body was trembling a little, and under the universe in his sleeve, he could only tremble like this.

After completely confirming that the clown had no extra special value, Bai Ye lost interest in making him speak.

Just go further and even the clown's "mouth tongue" was directly suppressed.

He lifted the clown's right hand, pinched a finger, and a crisp "crack" sound, Bai Ye broke it, and then teared off his little finger.

"The few" blood flowed out of the wound.

The clown stared at Bai Ye with his eyes like a crazy beast.

Unfortunately, the deterrence is not as good as the conventional clown laughing wildly.

A layer of "film" quickly formed at the wound, but it did not have the excellent restoration ability just now.

No small granulation grows wildly, forming a finger again.

The film stops bleeding, seems to be the limit?

Bai Ye frowned slightly, looking at the broken fingers in his hand, an extremely faint airflow surged between his fingers.

The flesh and blood on it was constantly peeled off, and in the end only the white finger bones were left.

A light blood-colored film is wrapped, gradually growing, and new flesh and blood are beginning to be produced.

"interesting."

Bai Ye smiled, "Have you studied yourself? Judging from the current situation, your immortal body and strong recovery power come from your bones."

After waiting for a while, without getting an answer, Bai Ye glanced at the clown and released his ability to speak.

"I will tear you apart little by little! Then spill it into Gotham's sewer!"

Unfortunately, what I got was not the answer Bai Ye wanted.

"This kind of threatening method has been done by the crocodile killer before, and even the scarecrow doesn't bother to do it." Bai Ye said, "You are really degenerate, and your personality has been completely lost."

Before the clown could continue to say anything.

Bai Ye raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh, Batman is here. It seems that he has solved all the people you arranged. Don't be in a hurry to be happy. Now I won't hand you over to his hands. Let's go, Ah Chou, let's change the place."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two disappeared on the first stage.

Less than three seconds later, Batman scored in.

The fully enclosed helmet prevents the laughing gas that has not yet completely dissipated from invading the body and causing an impact.

Batman glanced at the scene and the information he received was all corpses.

The Gotham's iron-headed kids present were no longer in their heads.

In addition to these audiences and hosts, the bodies near the camera's wreckage are not the identity of good people.

Batman scans the nearby pistol.

The real clown who was drawn out and Bai Ye disappeared.

Without considering the safety and whereabouts of the two people, he stretched out his hand and gently pressed it in his ear, and Batman said, "Afu."

"Here, Master." The old housekeeper's voice came, full of energy.

"Basic Martial Arts of China", "The Mysterious Skills of Mysterious Heart" and some health pills.

This old butler rejuvenated his second spring.

With the Trading Pavilion, "I really want to live another five hundred years" is no longer empty talk.

"Go to the Trading Pavilion and buy 122 pills that save your life by a thousand, or similar effects to save people." Batman said.

"There is not so much power and wealth value on the card, and it is difficult to mobilize funds."

Alfred reminded.

A few days ago, Batman spent tens of thousands of dollars on his wealth to buy information in front of Bai Ye.

"Go to borrow some from the league, and Diana and the others will understand it in order to save people." Batman said.

"Okay, sir." said the old housekeeper.

Batman can't completely ignore the lives of these iron-headed babies like Bai Ye.

If it was just an accident or a criminal act by a lunatic, the death of these people was caused.

Batman won't spend a lot of money to save these people.

He is the Dark Knight, not the kind angel.

Even the kind angel Superman can't do that he doesn't have that "money".

However, this incident is a bit special, and it originated from Bai Ye and his fake clown plan.

The cause of death is iron and desperation, but Batman still feels that he must bear certain responsibilities.

It is important to save people. Whether it is Afu or the Justice League, they are very efficient in their work.

About fifteen minutes later, the bat fighter jet passed by the top of the building, and a cylindrical "storage box" fell down and "nailed" on the roof.

Batman opens, there are a thousand saving your life, and there are also white bones and muscles.

They are all very popular products of Trading Pavilion.

Of course, Batman does not need to be fed one by one, Gordon arrived with the police.

Start saving people.

All kinds of screams came one after another in the studio.

"It's better to have only one such thing." Gordon said with a serious expression, not only referring to the disaster in the studio, but also talking about the current behavior of saving people.

"Yes."

Batman nodded, "We are just mortals and cannot control other people's lives at will."

If Bai Ye was here, he would definitely complain that Batman actually thought he was a mortal.

You can open the DC 55, go down to Gotham gangsters, krypton gold plug-in, and go to Darkseid, you can play a single hit.
Chapter completed!