We Villains Put Invincibility on Our Faces

Harley Quinn, who stayed sober, found this admiration very interesting. These super criminals were already poisoned slowly when they came in, causing their thinking to become simpler and easier to be affected by other people’s emotions and emotions. Thinking infection, except for those criminals with IQs different from ordinary people or high resistance to toxins, everyone else has basically become a repeater with no thinking ability.

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The only order of the 480th chapter, suicide

Those with vines, those who look like crocodile, those who are short and chubby, those who are full of question marks, those who are wearing masks, are almost three meters tall, those who have scars on their faces, those who are wearing battle armor, and those who have short limbs. The dwarf, and tmd has a dead metamorphosis playing with loli dolls. All the super villains in Gotham are here, except for the Penguins.

Of course, this can't be regarded as rigorous, at least the state of the mud face here is a bit subtle.

"Here you are, pudding." Harley Quinn handed Napier a hat with the numbers 10 and 6 written on it, and Napier reached out and took it without hesitation.

"Isn't this the Mad Hatter's hat?" the riddler asked. He looked back, and the Mad Hatter was still in the corner.

"Hey, why isn't the mud face beside him? This old guy seems to have become a little bolder, a little bit stronger than the mole."

Napier fumbled lightly on the outer edge of the hat. "Don't worry, Riddler, the mud face is here, a little bit more, you have a little bit more and more."

Harley Quinn sneered and smiled. Before they attended the charity party, they visited the Mad Hatter in advance and smashed the mud face into dust.

"You are all too proud to get along well, I know I have to force you, so we stole the Mad Hatter’s hat to control the mud face. This guy is going to be mad, I won’t keep him, I just I need the mind to control the headband." The pale knight Napier showed an evil smile on his face, "When the mud face turned into dust, I thought he was a little bit painful."

"Because I want to control a small army, the load is too heavy for this device. If I control the mudface alone, it will be much easier. You can regard it as an antenna that enhances the signal."

When the hat glowed a faint green light, the eyes of the super villain present also glowed green. They stood up neatly, their green pupils staring at Napier and Halle.

"Ok?"

"Of course, it worked." Napier hugged Harry, and the two couldn't help but kiss each other.

"Then next, shall we set off a new robbery in this city? Pudding."

Napier looked at Harry gently, and then shook his head firmly, "It's not like that." The Pale Knight gave these super villains the first, and for most people, the last order.

"Genius, lunatic, mutant, you are the darkness of this city, for the sake of Gotham's new life, you all commit suicide!"

"Yes!"

"What?" The crazy Halle Quinn was stunned.

But before she waited for what she was talking about, those super villains who were only extremely high in IQ, with average mental strength and physical fitness, moved their hands first. They picked up the cups on the table neatly and smashed them to pieces on the table. On, and then plunged into his own eyes!

And those with different physical constitutions have already begun to judge themselves, "Pudding, are you going to be the only emperor in the dark?" Hallie panicked, even though she knew that Plant Mistress would not die because of the people here, but The worry about her friends still caused her to interrupt Napier's actions.

"It's not like that, my pudding, I've gotten back to the right." There is not a trace of darkness and madness in Napier. Hallie, as a psychologist, understands that only when a person firmly believes. This happens only when you are doing the right thing. "Pudding, now in front of you is the pale knight Napier, I decided to take down Batman for Gotham City, so I can't let more people suffer losses because of this, which is contrary to my intentions.

When Napier talked with Halle, the villains who were extremely tenacious and unable to commit suicide had already completed their first suicide, but the effect was very poor. They would not lose their lives because of something as ridiculous as broken glass.

"Pudding, I don't know if you're crazy or crazy deeper, but your behavior has been wrong!" Harley Quinn reached out to grab Napier's hat, but Napier can go one-on-one with Batman. The guy who picked, even if Halle's fighting ability has surpassed most people in this world, but Napier's actions simply couldn't get that hat.

After all, this increasingly normal couple couldn't bear to even make a heavy hand.

"Yes, I forgot one thing. The Plant Girl and you are good girlfriends, right? I can keep her, but the price is that she must always serve her sentence in jail to make atonement for her crimes."

"Pudding, do you really want to do this?"

Hallie stopped the act of snatching, after all, he was not familiar with everyone else, except for the Plant Ivy, who cares about the life and death of other people.

"Will you support me?" Napier held Hallie's body. "Of course I will support you, but wouldn't it be good to give Plant Girl a quiet park?"

"Then build a park for her to grow plants in the prison." Napier raised the ring in his hand. "Don't worry, she will be fine. After all, our wedding will be held in this city, and the Plant Girl should also Attend, right, this city is going to be clean before our wedding."

"Okay, then," Halle looked at the killer crocodile who kept repeating the suicide process. "But you killed them all, how did you bring down Batman?"

"No, I don’t need to use the power of these people. They themselves deserve to die. They survived because of Batman’s stupidity. Although they can bring destruction, their actions will only destroy the city. Batman and them are doing the right thing. As long as they come out and wreak havoc for a day, people will always hope Batman can save them, so we can’t rely on them, but the people under their hands are different.” Napier planned long ago Okay, this is a plan that has been buried for four years. "Social scumbags, they can use heavy firepower, but they have no brains. This is the key."

"The natural evil can be forgiven because it is the choice of this world, and they don’t want to, but no matter what kind of situation they encounter, as long as they choose evil, it is depravity. This is their own choice. I can't forgive, I can't even forgive..."

Napier was silent here, everyone knew what he was talking about, the biggest nightmare in Gotham City-the clown.

Hallie stepped forward and hugged him, "It's okay, Pudding."

"Well, I don't want to think about the past, I just want to move forward."

Napier looked at the killer crocodile who hadn't died so far. He clicked on his hat and stopped the surviving super villain. "Let Gotham's dirty past become history. It's tomorrow night."

The 481st chapter housekeeper, refer to

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boom!

There was a sudden burst of gunfire and then an explosion in the calm Port of Gotham. After the obvious sound of explosive detonation, the mobs seemed to have obtained permits. A large number of rocket launchers were flying in the sky, and the whole harbor was instantly everywhere. The light of the fire lit up, and countless places caught fire at the same time, and the Gotham Port was burned into a sea of ​​flames as the fire spread.

Under the emergency support of the Coast Patrol and the Gotham Police, the rioters did not intend to retreat, or were well-trained or scattered. Anyway, everyone was fighting back. Under the searchlights of police helicopters, no Knowing why, all those super villains who are known for their physical mutations suddenly emerged, and a large number of gangsters began to destroy Gotham. They seemed to be not robbing territory, but simply venting violence.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" The killer crocodile opened his mouth wide, jumped to the nearest boat, slapped the barrel of the machine gun crooked, and the crew on it was also driven off by him. For him with speeding regeneration and tyrannical flesh , As long as the machine gun is scrapped, the remaining thing is to go into the flock. The killer crocodile violently tore at the top of the cabin, raised the antenna above and smashed it towards the helicopter!

Not far from him, a crazy guy was carrying a mortar to find a location and bombing Gotham City. I don’t know where he came from so many shells, and more people can get it with their hands raised. All the firearms were blasted indiscriminately towards the surroundings.

Miller Harbor (Miller Harbor) became a pot of porridge, but the main force of the police was not in Miller Harbor, but guarding them in Gotham City, from Robinson Park to Gotham City Public Library, from the poorest and chaotic East District. To the richest and safest diamond district, all of them were fighting. Gangs of different numbers and different weapons rushed in the streets frantically. Smarter ones were attacking hostile gangs. Those who were not smart were simply doing things casually.

The plants got out of the ground, tore the ground, and got into the vehicles on the road. They lifted them up. The unlucky guys screamed and fell from the top. If you were lucky, they just broke. He lost his leg and fainted without luck. The Plant Mistress didn't care about the people with broken legs, but caused more damage in the fleeing vehicle.

"Where is Batman at this time? Where did he go?!" Gordon roared, his police officers had turned on the bat lights, but they never received a reply. This scene has been around for half an hour, and there is no riot. After being suppressed, it got worse and worse. The rush of these well-known gangs has caused some small gangs and even anti-social elements whose hearts are suppressed by daily life to revel together. The city has suddenly become a battlefield, and the most irritating thing is that the weapons in the hands of these bad guys are even twice as good as the Gotham Police Department.

Without the bat family, without Robin and Barbara, the police station couldn't even beat the scattered sand double-sided gang that didn't know why they disappeared recently this time!

"The villains of Gotham City are all out. I thought they all hate each other." Gordon shot down a gang member. Hearing the hardships of his colleagues, he could only respond with a louder voice, "Look. They figured it out!"

"What did you figure out?"

"If they cooperate, we will have no chance of winning!" Gordon's voice was going to be hoarse. As the chief, he would have to participate in street shootouts. It is conceivable that the police force is already lacking. This is the real world. The police will not be refreshed when they die. Facing the extremely high mortality rate, few people want to be a policeman. This problem has always been there, but the gangs that usually do things are small gangs, the real black forces. They are not stupid enough to provoke the police station and Batman, they simply trample on laws and morals.

"What should I do?! We can't hold it anymore!"

Gordon poked his head out cautiously so as not to be killed by a stray bullet. As his colleague said, he couldn't hold it here. It's better to say that facing the big gangster that bazooka grenade is standard, the Gotham policeman cannot guarantee a rifle. It's been a miracle to fight for so long.

"They recognize me and let me be a bait! Take it to a sparsely populated area away from the crowd, and then you are ready to attend my funeral!"

"But the chief?!"

"Do as I say!"

Gordon stumbled into the driver's seat of the police car, "Gather the crime bosses and follow me!"

"Director! Stop talking about criminal bosses. There are no criminal bosses at all. The bosses of these gangs are nowhere to be found! These lunatics all thought it was a hostile gang. They are crazy!"

"Isn't there a boss?"