"So, Portilia became what she is now."

The reason why Portilia became the present was told to Henry Duca. At the end of the season, he grabbed Portilia's hand. Portilia smiled, her eyes full of satisfaction, without any reluctance.

Henry Duca's eyes were filled with relief and said, "You can tell that she is suitable for you!"

"Yes, it's very suitable for me!" Ji Shi nodded.

"grandfather!"

Just as he was talking, the door of the room where Henry Duca was in was pushed open. A child who seemed to be only three or four years old ran in a hurry, while a woman looked at the child helplessly and said, "Run slowly, Damian! I forgot everything I taught you?"

"Oh!" The child responded obediently, shrank his neck in fear, slowed down, and walked over.

"Miranda!" Seeing the woman, Ji Shi said hello, but Miranda was stunned and then said, "Hello, Ji Shi Shi."

"Is this? Your son with Bruce?" Seeing Henry Duka hugging the child with a smile, Ji Mi asked in a low voice.

Miranda nodded, her face a little strange, as if she was resentful or helpless, and Henry Duca even said coldly: "This child has nothing to do with him!"

"What happened?" A question mark flashed through Ji Mi's mind. Looking at Henry Duca, thinking of Batman's strange attitude when he met Batman, his face was full of questions.

Henry Duca sighed and said, "It's hard to say!"

At the end of the season, he leaned on the sofa, as Henry Duca said before, and said, "Then let's talk about it slowly! There is time!"

Henry Duca was stunned and hugged Damian on the sofa, and began the story with a wry smile.

...

Gotham, a city that is always surrounded by sin and darkness, is hidden under the glitz of the surface, and the filthiness of the dark alleys will never stop and can even be seen everywhere.

As a superhero who protects the city, Batman retired after the nuclear bomb incident and opened a two-person world with Miranda.

After the nuclear bomb incident, Gotham has also changed a little, and the crimes are gradually decreasing. In this sin city shrouded in darkness, it seems that the warmth of the sun can be gradually felt.

However, crime is only gradually decreasing. It still takes a lot of time and the unremitting struggle of justice people to make a qualitative change in this city with darkness in its bones and blood.

However, this is also a good phenomenon, of course, this good meaning is for some.

As time passed, Gotham seemed to be filled with the smell of light, and the sins in the dark became increasingly dissatisfied and impatient.

This is the soil for their survival, and they don't want to be driven out like this and turn into ashes under the sunlight.

However, they had no choice but to do anything, because Batman was like a sharp blade hanging above everyone's head. Whoever dared to stretch out would be cut, and that knife hurts the heart and even cuts off his head.

In the dark alley, after a loud scream, it became strangely quiet.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Licked his lips, a slightly ferocious mouth, and showed a strange smile. While sucking his nose deeply, he smiled with a strange smile on his face, and said gently to the woman struggling under him: "Don't worry, don't worry, you won't suffer. Look at me, yes, smile like me!"

The woman opened her eyes wide in horror, and her tears seemed to be broken, and her tears could not stop flowing down.

Laugh, who can laugh at this time?

"Come on, do it with me and laugh!" The man pulled his mouth and smiled very happily again. However, in this atmosphere and situation, not only did it not make people feel relaxed, but it made people feel cold in their hearts.

Tears soaked the woman's face.

"Hehe, it seems that you just can't learn to laugh." A dissatisfied muttered, the man in a long purple suit reached out and wiped the woman's neck. A cold light flashed, and blood suddenly spurted out, and the woman struggled violently.

And the more she struggled, the faster the blood would flow.

"Look, at this time, people are like a killed chicken, no different, blood, struggle, and then..."

"die!"

"Plop!"

He threw away the corpse in his hand casually. The man in a purple suit looked at the blood stained on his fingers and frowned in dissatisfaction. However, after seeing the woman's face that was completely made of tears, he stretched out his blood-stained finger and outlined the corner of the woman's mouth twice.

Suddenly, a face full of tears but with a strange smile replaced the woman's face.

"Tsk tsk, what a masterpiece!" After looking at it, the man in the purple suit jumped happily on the spot, wiped the woman's chest twice, wiped the last bit of blood clean, a piece of poker slipped out of the sleeve and fell between the man's fingers.

"What if I put that?"

"It seems like there is wind now, and it will be bad if it blows away!"

"By the way, let it be here..."

As the man murmured like a nervous man, the man laughed and inserted the poker in his hand into the wound on the neck of the corpse.

"Look, I'm so smart!"

The man in a purple suit looked very proud. After standing up, he showed a big smiling face. On his pale face, he had a bright red lips with scars, which looked extremely conspicuous.

"Oh hehe..." the man sniffed gently and said intoxicatedly: "That's right, it's just this kind of smell, chaos, death, sin..."

"But!" Suddenly the man opened his palms angrily, grabbed him twice as if he was crazy, and said, "But I can feel the madness and chaos in this city are slowly decreasing!"

"Huhh!"

Like a mad patient, she was panting violently in the spot. The man looked angry and smiling, and in the dark alley, in front of the strange corpse, looked extremely terrifying and chilling.

"Hehe, this is not possible..."

Finally, a crazy and chilling smile appeared on the man's face.

"Hehe, this is not possible..."

The man stood up straight, like a martyr, stood up straight, reached out and combed his messy hair meticulously, and said seriously: "This really doesn't work..."

As the words came, the man stepped into the darkness and disappeared, but there were vague laughter from the darkness.

The increasingly strong smell of blood filled the entire alley, and the figures on the blood-stained playing cards on the corpse seemed to have a bloody smile.

That is a trump card, the so-called Joker!
Chapter completed!