MM Racing 44. Just a cameo?
44. Just a cameo?
"You shouldn't come here, you have nothing to do here-" A vague roar mixed with the sound of water echoed in the empty room.
It's a dark, flooded room, and there are literally alligators thinking about biting your head off.
"And the Joker hired me to bite off the head of anyone who showed up here -" He opened his mouth and pounced, his reptilian limbs with green scales looking very menacing.
Killer Croc, it seems, has found a new job in the circus.
Waylon Jones isn't very bright, because most of the people hired by the Joker don't end well.
Batman used his hook lock to cling to the ceiling, dodging the pounce.
Waylon jumped up from the water and reached out to hook the bat's hanging cloak, but found that his arms were not long enough. He scratched his head.
"If you're going to stay up there forever, Bat," he yelled, "Come down and face me!"
Batman turned on the detection device, and the door to the next room was closed, and no device similar to opening the door was found in the entire room. It seemed that if he wanted to move forward, he must first defeat Killer Crocodile.
Waylon is not a difficult character to deal with. The atavistic disease gives him extraordinary size, destructive power and endurance, including speed in water, but it also gives him many strange weaknesses.As a cold-blooded reptile that lives in darkness all year round, strong light, low temperature and high-frequency sound waves will significantly weaken it.
A flash bomb first exploded in the dark room. The sudden exposure to the light made Killer Crocodile's degraded eyes feel pain. In the dizziness, he began to scratch wildly.
Next is a freezing grenade that is a copycat of Freeze. Freezing is a very useful method in many situations. It not only allows bats to have a place to stay on the water, but also allows bats to hide half of their bodies underwater. Killer Croc cannot move freely.
A falling kick from a good angle landed Batman on the back of Killer Crocodile's neck. He then attached the prepared sound wave emitting device to the crocodile's head.
Ordinary physical attacks are difficult to subdue a crocodile, but the noise of [-] decibels produced by [-] bees can quickly make him lose consciousness.
After a while, a green body fell on the ice, smashing the entire ice into pieces.
Bat dropped down and fumbled around Killer Croc for a while - does anyone know why Killer Croc wore pants, and would that have helped him in any way?
After finding the remote control to open the door, the door quickly opened - which meant that the bat had finally reached the end of this strange journey.
The clown has set up many strange traps along the way: zombie-like crowds infected by laughing gas, circular saw rooms, lions painted green, electrotherapy rooms, dwarf chopper-full of his own whimsy think.Even if Batman solved these troubles skillfully, it still took him a lot of time.
But Harvey hasn't sent any communication since just now. No matter from any perspective, this is not good news.
If possible, he needed to solve the next trouble as soon as possible.
Entering the gate, the view inside is very dim, with only some red lights.
The room was very messy, with large and small boxes scattered around. There was a person sitting on one of the boxes, an acquaintance whom he had just met recently.
"Ah, hello, dear bat. You came sooner than I thought," he said, and he stood up.
"You're here." Batman narrowed his eyes. "Why."
"Ah, this question may be difficult to explain." He replied, "You see, the clown needs a subordinate here to apologize to you for him - he let you go tonight, and I took the opportunity to sneak in. "
"Pretending to be one of his men isn't too difficult, a bad mask, a few maniacal laughs, and a few tricks." He nodded his head. "His associates have long been convinced that I was one of them."
"And waiting for you here is obviously not a good job. No one wants to be beaten by a bat for no reason, so I got this precious opportunity easily."
"The Joker isn't here."
"Of course not, because his target today was not you from the beginning." He shrugged and replied, "Today's main course is Harvey Dent, you are just a cover."
"And I'm just here to make an appearance, just like those cameos who are obviously not the characters but must occupy a frame of the scene."
The bat shadow quickly disappeared into the dark room.
"Do you think he discovered you, or did he just rush to find Dent because he didn't care about your life or death?" Karl turned to look at the shadow in the corner and asked.
"Who knows, he's Batman." A man with curvy cat-eared tights walked out of the shadows. "I owe you a favor."
She looked back at the weird gift box hidden among the boxes. Being locked up in a place like that with a bomb was not a good experience.
"I thought we had an agreement before," Carl replied. "People can always use a skilled thief, can't they?"
"Oh, I should go, sorry. I have a doctor's appointment tonight." He seemed to have just remembered something and patted his head. "So, happy Halloween."
He also disappeared through the door, and the snoring of Killer Croc seemed to be heard in front of the door.
............
"Harvey!"
When Batman rushed into the bright room, he saw a very surprising scene.
There was a mess all around, and the Halloween-style decorations seemed to have been carefully placed and then messed up, but there was no sign of Harvey Dent or the Joker, and the lid of the strange gift box at the end of the room was opened.
There are still some traces of corrosion by concentrated acid on the ground.
Batman walked forward and saw the Joker tied up inside.
"Hey, little bat, nice to see you here, did you receive my message?" His words sounded a little unclear.
"As you can see, I just had a doctor-patient dispute." He looked like he had been beaten with a bat. "It turns out that you should never open a gift box that is not yours."
"Where is Harvey?" Batman grabbed the Joker's collar and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"Really? We haven't seen each other for a long time. Don't you have anything else to say?" The clown laughed.
"What did you do?" he repeated.
"Ah, it's nothing. I just had a little chat with him." The clown said with a smile. "He seemed quite excited. Maybe my jokes are funny enough - when can I tell a joke that makes you smile too?"
"Where is he now?"
This time he got no response, only one person's happy laughter echoed in the bright room.