In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1459: Bird and return (4)

As we all know, Batman and the Joker are dynamically balanced in all aspects. If Batman is strong, the Joker will be strong. If Batman is weak, the Joker will be weak. If Batman leaves Gotham for something, the Joker will disappear. It will definitely take advantage of it.

In general, it all boils down to the rule that the sicker Batman gets, the crazier the Joker gets.

But no matter what, the Joker's ultimate goal is just to make Batman laugh.

Now, Batman not only laughed, but also killed people, and even further killed his teacher, and even further manipulated others to kill people, and even further manipulated an eleven-year-old girl to kill people.

It's hard for you to tell whether he's cured or he's gone crazy beyond the scope of the clown's judgment.

When Bruce was driving a Lamborghini tractor on the Kansas farm, Thomas had just arrived. At that time, Jack came to collect the debt with the IOU. Bruce was scolded by Thomas when he came back.

Then, Bruce went to Jack and told him that due to the large initial investment, Wayne Group's funds were tight, and it would take a while to slow down, and asked him if he could allow a period of time.

Bruce is also a businessman who has experienced ups and downs in the business world. He naturally knows that when talking about debts, the big money is not paid, and the small money still has to be spent. Therefore, he and Jack found a barbecue near Jack's truck parking lot. stall, and treat Jack to a barbecue.

That barbecue was surprisingly delicious.

That day, Bruce went to inspect the construction site, and met Waylon the killer crocodile who was doing odd jobs. It happened that Waylon hadn't eaten, so Bruce took him to the barbecue stand, maybe because he was hungry from work, then The BBQ is also surprisingly delicious.

Jack would always pass by that booth when he got out of the car, Killer Crocodile would often move bricks less than a kilometer away from there, and Bruce would always go to the East Side to visit the construction site.

Jack only runs refrigerated goods in the city, and most of the refrigerated goods are in the warehouse near the pier. When the last car was running back, it happened to pass by the South District, so it happened to be picked up by Bruce. When the two of them drove past, Killer Crocodile had just finished dusting.

Initially there were only the three of them eating, but James Gordon, as Gotham's chief of police, would inevitably visit the homes of the gang bosses in the East Side, adjust some trucks, shoot twenty-eight shots in a row, and store drugs in cold storage for thirty-seven Small things like gangster fire.

So one day, Gordon happened to be driving by and found a few people sitting on the side of the road eating barbecue. The main reason was that the image of the killer crocodile was so conspicuous that he could recognize it from hundreds of meters away, so he Get out of the car and say hello to a few people.

Gordon came, Bruce naturally couldn't let him go back on an empty stomach, so he also joined the dinner.

It just so happened that when Thomas went back to live in Wayne Manor that night, Bruce would rather spend time at the barbecue stall than go home. A deck of cards was found in the car, and several people began to play no-limit Texas Hold'em.

Of course, the barbecue that day was still delicious, but it ended badly, because Jack stole his four of a kind, just broke Gordon's royal flush, and was handcuffed on the spot.

Later, because all the barbecue stalls on that street were basically a source of meat—the leftovers provided by Coppert that were eliminated by the high-end restaurants in the South and West Districts, they tasted good, and there were many truck drivers nearby. So it developed into a barbecue street.

A few people would eat and play cards there every now and then, almost meeting the conditions that Jack needs to get out of the car, Killer Crocodile's ashes are finished, and Gordon comes to the East Side to work. As for Bruce, everyone in Gotham knows that he is an idler. Where there is a bureau, there is him.

This is almost the entire background of the barbecue booth party, but it is obvious that Damian, who has only been here for more than 24 hours, cannot know this, and he has turned into a statue.

The best he can do is to turn his head straight, not to see who is driving next to him, to empty his mind, not to think about who is holding him now.

Damian has never been hugged by Batman. It is conceivable that he cannot stay in his father's arms for more than a second, but the situation is stronger than others now.

Take a step back and say, lying in the arms of the father is better than lying in the arms of the clown, right? It must be better than lying in the tomb, right?

The devil boy has never been so quiet in his life, all he can do now is forget about his long mouth.

But Bruce seemed as if nothing had happened. After he closed the truck door, he rolled down the window. Bright.

"How many times did you run today? Six times?" Bruce turned to Jack and asked.

Jack put one hand on the steering wheel, stretched out the other hand out of the car window, pouted and said: "There is no such a good market, and it can't run six times at the hottest time. Nord's mother's birth canal, that gold tooth on the pier is always giving me trouble."

"He won't let you unload?"

"At least twice a day, dawdle for half an hour each time."

Damian, who was sitting in Bruce's arms, finally calmed down a little, and then he began to wonder, is the person sitting in the driver's seat really a clown? Or just an avid fan of copying his makeup?

Is this topic a bit too down-to-earth?

Then he heard Bruce say, "That's because he stopped your bomb-laden car twice."

"It's the bomb material." Jack corrected, he pulled the shift lever hard, looked at the front and said, "It's all good products from the Wayne Group, and it cost me a lot of money. Already."

"Don't tell me you can't get it back."

Jack snorted coldly, pressed the horn, and said after turning the corner: "I was going to take him to give another Batman a big surprise."

"Thomas? Then why did you change your mind?"

"Because he's so boring." Jack pouted and said, "He's a bottle full of boring potions, do you understand? He's been completely solidified, a walking behavioral template."

"He'll just do what Batman does, he'll just say what Batman says, and it's the same play a thousand times over, and he'll never change, never grow, never let me Seeing something I didn't expect - he's bored."

"When I went to Wayne Manor to find him with that IOU, I had already watched a show. One month's salary to watch the same play again.”

Jack pressed his hands on the steering wheel, and he looked at Bruce and said, "I only paid a hundred dollars for a performance that was much more exciting than his."

Bruce turned his head away to look out the window, and Damian looked up, horrified, to see a smug look on Bruce's face.

While turning the steering wheel, Jack said in a deep, not at all crazy, and even a bit rational to cold tone.

"Thomas Wayne, another Batman, he is like an actor, playing the same role on stage after stage, in my opinion, his lines, actions, gestures are completely traceable .”

"Maybe his performance is perfect. When you sit in the theater for the first time, you will be curious about the thick darkness displayed on him, and you will be shocked by his depth and seriousness."

"But soon, he changed the theater, changed the stage, made the same deep and serious expression, showing the same thick darkness, and another group of audiences also applauded for it, but it was because they didn't love him enough .”

"They didn't follow Batman faithfully and watched every scene he played, otherwise they would find that Batman remains the same."

"In an era when entertainment is expensive and scarce, this is acceptable. Shakespeare's plays are performed over and over again, and gentlemen and wives still flock to them, and they are still moved to tears at the end."

"But you, Batman, are a play in your own right, a flame that has just begun to ignite rather than a dead wood that has long been burned. Your ideas are at odds with each other, and your thoughts are still changing. Different plots are presented on the screen."

"And when I follow you, I can see a dramatic conflict that is far more exciting than an actor can present. It is constantly growing and evolving violently. It makes my heart beat wildly and my adrenaline burst. .”

"You are not an actor, so you don't need me to act with you, and even if you are alone on the stage, the performance is worth the price of admission."

"And after that, that Batman came on stage again, but I was asked to jump on stage to play with him, so that he could perform a bit of painful vividness from the rigid seriousness, so it wouldn't make me feel inferior What about the verdict?"

Damian opened his mouth wide, the words he used to scold the clown had already reached his mouth, and a second before spitting it out, Bruce covered his mouth with his hand, turned to the clown and said.

"You can be more straightforward."

"You're **** better than Thomas Wayne!"

"Thank you for the compliment, I invite you today."

The truck slowly drove into the noisy street ~IndoMTL.com~ Messy wires weaved a large net above the head, crooked neon signboards handmade by the owners of various barbecue stalls were hung everywhere, smoke and aroma wafted together When he got up, the moment he floated into the car window, Damian's stomach rang.

He is a child, he was hungry very fast, before his biological father and the Robins said that they would send them to another universe, he was so angry that he missed a meal, this would be an already hungry chest sticker Back off.

Bruce lowered his head and touched his head and said, "I guess you haven't eaten barbecue, because Thomas also told me that smoked products are not healthy. If you don't shout around after you go back tonight, then I won't either." How about telling your father?"

Damian swallowed, and rationally told him not to agree, because eating barbecue with the clown made it impossible for him to just keep it in his heart anyway, but he was really hungry.

Soon, the scene he saw broke his last line of psychological defense——Barbara Gordon was sitting next to Gordon at the barbecue stand that Bruce carried him to, secretly putting meat on skewers Sprinkle with chili.

Suddenly, Damian felt betrayed. He went on a hunger strike together with everyone. I was the last one to eat, right?

Damian's temper is not good, a fire hit his forehead, he immediately grabbed Bruce's arm and climbed up, then beat his shoulder with his hands and said loudly.

"Don't invite them! Then order me the most expensive meat! Double! Four!"

"You don't have to tell Thomas what to do."

At this moment, Barbara, who was sitting on the ponytail behind Gordon, looked up and saw Jack next to Bruce carrying a bunch of truck keys.

The bat girl was struck by lightning.