Chapter 266 64. The Killing Joke·Enhanced Power Edition-[1125]
(Additional update for "starsfalling" brother! The English name is too long, and it seems rude to call it "starsfalling" directly (laughing))
"???"
When he heard the old man say the name "Martha", Damian next to him widened his eyes for a moment.
The little lunatic stared at his "grandpa from another world" with an expression that said, "I must have heard wrong, you must be joking." When the old man looked down at him, he also put his hand on Damian's shoulder. Prevent the child from running away due to fear caused by cruel facts.
After all, in the conversation just now, it was not only Damian and Mason who were getting information from the old man, but the old man also quietly obtained a lot of information from Damian.
For example, he already knows that in Bruce Wayne's world, the Joker is Batman's most terrifying enemy, and has almost brought the Bat Family to the brink of destruction many times.
In this case, when he learned the explosive truth that his grandmother was a clown, Damian's reaction was naturally what the old man had expected.
And now the little lunatic finally understood the meaning of that strange "ask for it" look that the evil-minded guy gave Mason just before he got out of the car.
asshole!
That guy already knew it!
In front of the two of them, various noisy sounds would come from the originally gloomy ward. Just by the noise coming from it, they could guess how panicked the people inside would be.
It was like a scene where a young man who was lying dead suddenly received a call from his parents saying that they had arrived in front of the rental house where he lived alone. The sloppy room needed to be tidied up, the randomly thrown clothes needed to be sorted, and the bowls from three days ago needed to be sorted out. Just like having to throw the dishes into the sink quickly, and having no time to clean the dirty floor, you can only pick it up randomly.
"No! Don't let him in!"
Martha Wayne's scream was piercing at this moment, resounding from the room amid the chaos, and she yelled:
"Thomas! Give me a few more minutes, it's such a mess here! No! Water, I need water, no these damn paints, my wounds.
Oh my god.
My son’s bloodline comes back to visit his grandma and oh my god it’s a dream come true.
However, I have become a monster.
He'd be horrified.
No, Thomas.
Take him away!
Martha has left, Martha is dead, and only Zhou Keer is left here.
I can't see him.
I can't."
The voices in the ward fell silent.
But the woman's suppressed cries rang out from it, and in the surrounding darkness, the sound alerted the incurable patients in other wards.
Seeing that the "Arkham Bully", the Joker, actually cried, these bastards immediately started making noise. They knocked on the cell door like crazy and made all kinds of strange screams, taunts and provocations.
This dead and hopeless place suddenly became lively like a Chinese New Year.
"Bang"
A bullet flew out from the muzzle of the gun in the old man's hand and hit the iron door behind him. In the harsh voice, the old and strong revenge knight said dumbly:
"Quiet! Otherwise I will help you quiet down!"
Thomas Wayne in Gotham City in this world is not known as a playboy. Based on what he has done over the past many years, he should have his own "VIP room" in this bustling place.
Therefore, this scolding was full of some kind of violent intimidation, which made the chaotic noise suddenly become quieter.
Mr. Thomas looked at Damian. He knelt down, put his hand on Damian's shoulder, and looked at the complicated look in his grandson's eyes.
He said softly:
"Don't be afraid, Damian, she is your relative, no matter how crazy she is, she will not hurt you. I brought you here just to satisfy my guilt or resentment towards Martha.
There are also very practical reasons.
I didn't tell that cunning Mason the truth. The entire League of Assassins were my 'peers'.
The news of your appearance will soon be noticed by the 'Black Arrow', and in the face of their overwhelming presence on the east coast, I cannot guarantee that I can protect you in this city.
I needed Martha's strength, which had never been possible before.
Bruce's death created an unbridgeable rift between me and her, and her vicious murder of Harvey Dent and Gordon in her madness left me utterly despairing of her.
She has been my most troublesome opponent for the past ten years.
It's like the familiar story of Batman and the Joker, but the relationship between her and me is obviously much more complicated. ”
The old man sighed, put the gun in Damian's hand, and said:
"But your appearance is an opportunity. Only you can temporarily bridge the terrible rift between me and Martha. As long as you ask, she will never refuse.
Son, listen to me.
Your current situation is very dangerous!
You have to get her help, but I'm not going to force you to do these things, I'm leaving all the choices to you. ”
The little madman glanced at the gun in his hand, and then at the old man in front of him who finally showed anxiety and worry when the two were alone. He pursed his lips, put his hand on the door lock, took a deep breath, and said: < br>
"Mason is a pain in the ass, but he can be trusted.
We're not here to do anything bad, and if even a fraction of what Mason claims is true, then he's trying to help the world.
And from what I've seen so far, you really need help.
We need all the help we can get
Grandpa taught me this. ”
"Your grandfather is a dangerous man. He instilled very dangerous ideas in you. You should learn from your father."
Thomas took out a key and opened the closed door in front of him. He said to Damian:
"Go in, I will protect you here, don't be afraid, remember! The men of the Wayne family never lack courage."
Damian nodded.
He looked at the dimly lit room in front of him, raised his feet and walked into it. The floor of the small room was littered with various debris and debris.
The gadgets that Martha broke when she was nervous and crazy just now turned this place into a garbage dump.
Right in front of Damian's eyes, a person wearing a dirty purple vest lined with a green shirt was sitting there hunched over. In her hands were various paints that were spilled. She trembled when she heard the footsteps behind her. His shoulders covered his face.
She screamed hoarsely:
"Don't come here! Baby, don't come near me, I will hurt you. Get out! Get out of here with Thomas! Thomas, you disgusting waste!
Take him away! ”
That voice was full of resentment and malice, and it was indeed very similar to the legendary voice of fear that the clown would make when he went crazy.
But the more she resisted, the more the fear in Damian's heart dissipated, and he could feel the struggle in the heart of this crazy relative in front of him.
After falling into chaos for many years, it was probably the first time that she was trying her best to maintain the shaky sanity in her heart, just hoping not to scare her lost baby.
That gesture even bordered on being humble.
"I'm right here."
Damian placed the gun in his hand on the ground, reached forward and placed it on the Joker's shaking shoulder.
He tried to make his voice sound gentle. His mother had arranged for him to take various professional classes since he was a child. He knew exactly what he should do in this situation.
He said:
"Martha. You won't hurt me. I know you care about me. I'm here. I'm real, not a fantasy or a dream."
Damian's other hand was on Martha Wayne's arm, which was covered in paint or blood.
This action made the latter jerk her hand away as if she was electrocuted, but Damian held her wrist.
He whispered:
"Look, I'm real, don't you want to hug me?"
"You are not him!"
Martha Wayne, who was crying just now, suddenly said in a cold voice:
"My son is not that strong. You are lying to me! You little bastard!"
"Damian! Come out! Quick!"
Thomas at the door was startled and immediately rushed into the room, but Damian reached out to stop him.
His wrist was tightly clasped by Martha, and he felt pain when his nails dug into the flesh, but he did not fight back but took a step forward, so close that Martha lowered her head suddenly to cover her face.
She was really scared that her face would be seen by Damian.
"I'm not Bruce Wayne."
Damian gestured to the old man not to come close. He gently hugged Martha in front of him and explained:
"I am his son. I grew up in another world. I just learned that my last name was Wayne not long ago, but I didn't get to see you and Thomas in that manor.
In our world, you and Thomas protected Bruce in that alley.
He survived, but you died.
I know Bruce misses you very much. He has grown up and is still trapped in the nightmare. I kid you not, Martha.
Your son really needs your help.
I will take you to see him, but now I need you to help us, there are people who are preventing you from seeing your son and my father again, those people want to kill me. ”
Damian whispered in Martha's ear:
"They want to take me away from you again, they want you to never see your Bruce"
"They dare!"
Martha let out a shrill scream under her trembling body, but then, as if she was afraid of scaring Damian, she patted the little lunatic on the back softly.
She hummed a lullaby and stretched out her hand to truly hug Damian while the old man watched.
In this dark and cold place, she sat on the ground holding Damian in her arms, her face covered in paint and horribly scarred with a touch of deep and twisted tenderness.
As for the little lunatic.
He would feel like he was being held by a tigress and could be bitten to death at any time, but he had to stay calm.
"Come"
Damian, who was being hugged, waved to the old man in a low voice.
The latter hesitated, but finally stepped forward.
As he approached, Damian could clearly feel the muscles of Martha holding him tense up, like a mother animal protecting her cubs, ready to attack at any time.
But with his gentle pat on the shoulder to comfort them, and when the old man knelt down and put his shaking hands on their shoulders, Martha finally did not stab the prison knife hidden in her sleeve.
"I have a plan, Thomas"
Martha, who was holding Damian, licked her lips in the darkness and said hoarsely:
"Go and release those bastard freaks in the cell next to you. If anyone wants to harm my little baby, I will give them the warmest welcome."
"Those criminals will get away, Martha."
Damian immediately knew what his "Grandma from Another Time and Space" wanted to do. He said with some worry:
"They might take advantage of the chaos"
"No, my little Bruce, let the grandparents worry about these troubles. My little cutie, it's very late now, you should go to bed and rest."
Martha stretched out her paint-covered fingers and gently touched Damian's lips.
She covered her face and said dumbly like coaxing a child:
"You never have to worry about this. Grandma is back. Grandma will protect you. These bastards will be obedient. They all know who I am.
If they dare to escape, I will
hehe.
They dare not.
Well, I need a basin of water, a set of clean clothes and an assistant. Look at my messy hair. How can I take care of my little Bruce? ”
——
"These Amazons trust us, but Queen Diana is a cunning leader. She is currently detoxifying. I guess she will find a way to find out about the three of us after she recovers.
In addition, the Amazon warriors on the island have begun to gather, and they seem to be preparing for a formal decisive battle with the Atlanteans. ”
Thalia's calm and cold voice came from the communicator.
After Catwoman's warning, the team member who aspired to become the Queen of Assassins wasted no time in contacting Mason and passed on the information he had gathered to the captain.
"I know."
Mason's heart sank.
Just when he wanted to continue asking, he heard a sudden violent explosion in Arkham Asylum in front of him, which made Mason realize that something happened there.
He gave up his plan to ask for more details, got on his motorcycle and rushed to the burning asylum, and told:
"Talia, I am currently not sure whether Barry Allen is dead or alive, and I don't know where he will go next, but if I were him, after I escaped from an attack in a strange world, I would definitely be the first to Time to find your teammates
Therefore, it is possible that he will appear on Paradise Island.
If you or Selena encounter him, remember to hold him steady.
I am following your father-in-law's line to find the truth about the end of this world. I will notify you in time when there is news. As far as the current situation is concerned, we and Barry Allen can cooperate.
The premise is that the young man must calm down first and at least see the situation he is facing clearly. ”
"What does 'our father-in-law' mean?"
Thalia asked in an unhappy tone:
"Just because Thomas Wayne is Bruce's father does not mean that he is my father. Bruce and I have nothing to do with each other. I am not like Selina, a sad woman who is willing to give up her independence and become attached to a certain man.
You'd better not challenge me on this, Mason.
But, if Bruce really knows that we have found his father, he will definitely be happy, although this Thomas Wayne sounds very dark and evil and very suitable for joining the League of Assassins. ”
"You'd better forget it. If the old man joins your Assassin's League, I'm afraid you won't survive the first night. He is not someone you can manipulate casually."
Mason scoffed at Thalia's tone and said:
"And I think the 'surprise' Bruce can get in this world may not be as simple as finding his father.
In short, I need to establish stable contact with my teammates in Atlantis as soon as possible. I need some intelligence from the bottom of the sea to support my current judgment of the situation. ”
"Okay, I will tell you any news from Bain as soon as possible."
Thalia responded:
"But if I want to form the second team of Team K after I go back, I will need some help. It just so happens that there are many Amazons here who cannot get what they want under their queen's rule."
"You decide for yourself."
Mason fell from the sky on his motorcycle.
Seeing the Penguin butler hiding behind a luxury car and shooting at the soldiers who rushed out of the burning Arkham Asylum, he shook his head and said:
"As long as you have the ability, I won't stop you from evacuating the entire Paradise Island. That's it. Let's talk next time."
The moment communication was cut off, Mason jumped off his motorcycle, pulled out a silver pistol and fired forward.
With the help of shooting skills that knocked people down, Penguin Butler suddenly relaxed, but before the two of them could breathe, they heard a more violent explosion.
Amid the fire, Mason looked up and saw the old man and a woman in a robe walking out of the burning Arkham Asylum.
And between them was Damian Wayne, holding hands.
If it weren't for the old man and the old woman holding a gun each, and if there weren't many weird guys behind them cheering, burning, and looting, this scene would be really healing, just like a family returning from an outing.
Especially for the Wayne family.
"Kacha"
Mason quickly took a photo to keep as a souvenir.
But the next moment, a black revolver with pearls was pressed against his head, and the green-haired woman wrapped in a cloak looked at him with vicious eyes.
A few seconds later, she exchanged glances with Damian beside her, and then threatened in a mute voice:
"Is it you who has been bullying my little Bruce? Is it you who dragged my little baby into this damn danger? Do you need me to ask you to taste the taste of bullets?"
"It's me, that's right."
Against the backdrop of the burning fire in front of him, Mason spread his hands to show that he meant no harm and said softly:
"But think on the bright side, I'm the one who reunited your family, I'm the one who can give you a chance to see baby Bruce again and I'm willing to do that.
So, Mrs. J, put down the gun, okay?
Shooting him down now will only make things worse.
I mean, you don’t want to get along with your naughty grandson who has learned to secretly snitch on his parents with a face that can make children cry, right?
You are obviously suffering from a serious disease, and I have medicine here. I am an alchemist. I can't cure you, but at least I can prevent you from scaring your son when you appear in front of him.
Martha! Martha.
I'm your friend, and I really don't want to kill another clown. "(End of Chapter)