"I'm guessing that you won't stop me, right?"
Saber lifted Joker, who had given up on resisting like a dead dog. He raised his head and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "You have no reason to stop me, my friend."
"You can't do it, so I'll help you!"
It sounded like a question, but at the same time, it sounded like a final judgment.
Bruce hugged Rachel and took a few steps forward. He released Rachel and signaled for her to leave, but Rachel didn't. One of them was the man she loved deeply, and the other was her best friend who had saved her life more than once. She wasn't a stupid woman, and she knew that Joker had become the focus of their fight.
Growing up with Bruce, she knew that he was a stubborn man. Her gaze fell on Saber, and in her memory, she remembered how Saber killed the criminals in Arkham Asylum. How could someone like him back off in this kind of situation?
They were like two wild beasts fighting for their prey. They wouldn't back off, and would only fight until one of them sank his fangs into the other's veins.
"No! Don't! "
Rachel grabbed Bruce's arm tightly, but Batman turned around to look at her and pulled her fingers away from his arm.
"Get out of here … and call Gordon."
"It's over."
The thought flashed through Rachel's mind. Bruce had made up his mind, and this battle was unavoidable. She bit her lip, glanced at Saber, and then at Bruce, who was waiting for her. Finally, she turned around and left.
When there were only three men left in the hall, the atmosphere of battle reached its peak. Saber tilted his head and looked at Bruce, who was standing still. He shrugged and said nothing. He turned around, grabbed Joker's collar, and dragged him across the dirty floor. Saber dragged Joker forward like he was boneless, and his body dragged across the floor.
He clapped at Batman, who was standing still, and shouted, "Look, look!
This is a Dark Knight with a bottom line. He doesn't want to hurt his friend, and he's even willing to give up his bottom line. Even a cold-blooded bastard like me is touched. But it's okay, really! "
He winked at Batman, "comforting" him.
"I know, you don't have to feel guilty about this. Mr. Red Devil will get rid of an unstable factor for Gotham. This is a good thing, but do you know? Batman, Big Bat … "
Clown's voice deepened. His body brushed past the fruit plates and wine that were strewn all over the place, leaving a dirty trail on the ground. Clown stared straight at Bruce, who was still standing at the same spot, and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry.
"You have too many principles. You think that they can make you complete, that they can make you different from us? Hahahaha, that's not true. You have to face reality. You're actually no different from me and him. Those principles are just some twisted sense of justice that you flaunt to yourself … It's binding you."
He reached out and picked up a berry on the floor that was sliding to the elevator. He threw it into his mouth and chewed as he spoke.
"Do you know? Mr. Red and I are actually the same kind of people … "
Saber glanced at him, and his voice became even lower. "Sorry, we're not. I don't think that I can kill someone of my own kind."
Joker was speechless. In terms of strength, even if there were ten of him, he wouldn't be a match for this red beast.
"Ding!"
The elevator door opened, and Joker was dragged into the elevator by Saber. His voice was amplified to the maximum, and the madness was like a roar.
"Break it, break your terrible principles, and you'll see the truth … The only sensible way to survive in this world is to have no principles!"
When the elevator door closed, Joker struggled to poke his head out of the elevator and smiled brightly at Bruce.
"Do you know? Tonight, whether I live or die, you'll break your only principle. This is great … Hahahaha, I love this! Really … I swear! I love it! Hahahaha! "
The elevator door closed, and the numbers on it jumped rapidly. They were rushing to the top floor of Wayne Building. Bruce stood in the same spot. He didn't move, didn't reply, and didn't show any emotion. However, when the numbers on the elevator stopped jumping, he clenched his fists tightly.
"Shing!"
Six sharp blades popped out of his gauntlet. Yes, he had made a decision. It was hard to tell if it was because of Joker's crazy words that touched him, but you had to admit that what he said made sense.
In the elevator, Saber's hands hung low as he leaned against the cold glass wall. Below his feet was Gotham, which was getting smaller and brighter. Joker sat beside his legs. There was nothing binding him or restricting his movements, but this guy didn't have the slightest intention of escaping.
The light in the elevator flashed rapidly in the small space. Outside the glass, the light collided with the darkness in every corner of the elevator, covering the two of them with a special halo.
Joker's eyes darted left and right in his black-painted eye sockets. In the end, he rolled his eyes in boredom. His mouth was mumbling something that no one could understand. His hair was messy, and his spirit was dispirited. If he was willing to wash off the bad makeup on his face, change into a clean set of clothes, and deal with the horrible scar on his face, he would look no different from a young man in his twenties.
"Why … why didn't you stop me?"
Joker asked. When he was alone with Saber, all his emotions seemed to have disappeared. He asked in a magnetic voice, "Why didn't you stop me from saying those words? You know, it can drive a person crazy. That Black Bat will rush up!"
He raised his hands and gestured clumsily in the air. "He will strangle you. He will ask you to let me go. I mean, he will send me to prison or an asylum. He would rather believe that human nature can be beautiful and turn a blind eye to the ugliness of the unrepentant. I think compared to him, you and I are the normal ones. You see, I'm just thinking ahead."
He looked "innocently" at Saber. The latter closed his eyes slightly. After a moment, he whispered.
"Why should I stop him?"
"If he wants to come, let him come."
The answer seemed to be within Joker's expectations. He smacked his lips. "You seem very confident, brother."
"Do you know what medicine is really important to this sick city?"
Saber suddenly asked, interrupting Joker. This made Joker a little uncomfortable. In the past, he was the one who brought others into his logic and then instilled his completely different system into others. But whenever he stood next to Saber, the bad feeling in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
They really were the same kind of people. The Red Devil was like a less crazy version of him. He had no principles, he did not take human life seriously, and he had no bottom line!
No! No, no, no!
Joker shook his head violently. The Red Devil was not someone without a bottom line. Otherwise, Batman would not have become his friend. He was just pretending to have no bottom line, and Joker had not found his bottom line yet.
Joker's terrible face showed a hint of interest. He was now sincerely grateful to the gangs. They hired him to play this game. It was getting more and more fun! This was great!
"Well, I know the answer to that question! I have my answer. "
The Clown snorted. He rested his arms behind his head and rested his legs on the floor of the glass elevator. He hummed a song and said, "I know you have your own answer. Why don't you tell me first and let me hear it? Then I'll tell you my answer and let you hear it."
"Fair and happy, right?"
Ding dong.
The elevator door opened at this moment, and a dark floor appeared in front of them. This was the top floor of Wayne Building, and they only needed to go up a flight of stairs to reach the roof. Seiber reached out his hand and lifted the clown's collar. The dagger in his other hand flashed coldly in the air and pierced into the elevator's control panel.
Bang!
Sparks flew. He pulled out the dagger and dragged Joker into the dark floor.
"Fair enough, but I'm sorry. I don't have time to listen to you. Save your answer for Satan. Maybe he'll find you interesting and let you go to heaven. "
Clang!
The door to the top of the building was kicked open. On the top floor of the huge Wayne Building, there were many huge billboards and all kinds of complicated air circulation systems in the building. It was as complicated as a steel maze.
Saber dragged Joker by his collar and led him to the edge of the top floor.
"Kneel!"
He ordered coldly, and the clown obeyed obediently. Seiber stood behind him, and in front of the two of them was a space over 200 meters high. The clown poked his head out to look down, and quickly retracted his head in a daze. The howling night wind blew his messy hair up, and his hands were folded in front of his chest as if he was frightened. He turned his head to look at Seiber, who was like a dark red shadow in the dark.
"You're not going to throw me down, are you? Just because of what I've done? "
Saber pulled out the dagger and pressed it against the back of Joker's neck. The cold blade made goosebumps rise on Joker's back, but he did not beg for mercy. He only spoke in a low voice.
"I'm just a person looking for secrets. Do you know that? On the narrow island … I saw him. That was the first time. I really couldn't imagine that this crazy city would idolize a masked, violent 'hero' as their idol. They're crazy … Do you know that? The Robin Han in the story has come to life! He's the one who made this city so crazy! "
Joker's voice rang in the dark. It was unexpectedly peaceful, as if he was chatting with a friend.
"You're the same! Do you know that? I've been through this before, but I don't care … Why should I care about what some self-righteous idiots think? "
"But … to them, to the citizens under your protection, you are also a freak, a freak just like me! When they need you, you're heroes. When they don't need you anymore, they'll banish you. The morals and rules of this world are a joke. I've seen the funny side of this world for a long time. When there's trouble, those bastards throw it all away. They'll only be good when they're enjoying peace … "
"You want to know what I'm doing, right?"
Joker looked back at Saber. His calmness was suddenly shattered. He roared like a beast. "You know, don't you?"
Saber looked at him and took a deep breath.
"You want us to see that when there's a crisis, these … these self-proclaimed civilized people will kill each other without hesitation. They'll eat each other. It's a noble dream … But unfortunately, what you've done has nothing to do with me. How many people you've killed has nothing to do with me. What you're trying to prove has nothing to do with me!"
"The life and death of this city has nothing to do with me. You shouldn't have messed with me. That's all."
"Don't worry. The people who hired you will accompany you in no time."
Saber raised his left hand high. The night wind blew his dark red cape, rustling behind him. The dagger shone coldly under the light from the rooftop. "I'm a vengeful person. I suddenly don't want to let them go."
Hum!
The dagger sliced through the air with a fatal hum. The clown straightened his body. He laughed maniacally in the night wind. For a villain like him, even in death, he would not have a moment of peace.
"Hahahaha, I'm not wrong. You're the real villain! A fearful hedgehog. You're afraid that anyone will walk into your world. You want to get rid of the unstable elements? Hahaha, you're a pitiful worm who's afraid of everything changing. You're so much more pitiful than I am! "
"Admit it, Red Devil … You're also a madman!"
Saber's eyes flashed fiercely. The speed of the dagger's descent increased. In just one second, this bastard would be completely gone from this world. This was a good thing for everyone.
Clang!
Saber's dagger was hit by two rapidly flying bat darts. It deviated slightly and slid down the side of Joker's neck. It cut open his coat, but miraculously, it did not hurt the villain at all.
"Ha, hahaha …"
Joker, who had narrowly escaped death, rolled to the side with his arms around his shoulders. He laughed maniacally and his breathing was rapid. No matter how crazy a person was, they would not be indifferent in the face of death. However, he knew that the most dangerous moment was over.
He crawled on the ground pathetically and hid himself in the corner of the giant machine. His eyes shone brightly in the darkness.
He knew that the show he had started was about to begin, and he would be the only audience.
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