Chapter 2221 (2/2)

”But according to my reliable information, your body is still in the bat hole.” Instead of following the madman's meaning, Luther jumped over the identity question: ”at the same time, I know there's something wrong with Batman.”

”Well, I didn't tell you that your mind is too rigid. It's Rutherford as usual.” The clown sighed and pouted his lips in a displeasure, and then he burst out laughing: ”Gaga Gaga, you need to figure out one problem. Lex, this big world is a beautiful stage, and we are all clowns...”The bald man stared at him for a long time and was silent for a long time.

Then, he walked to the corner of the living room, took off his heavy negative cosmic war suit, and went back to the center of the living room, bent down to get the kettle on the tea table and wash his hands:

”I don't have the reason to kill you now, just because you didn't kill me last time. It doesn't mean that I want to listen to your crazy logic and meaningless abnormal philosophy.”

”I know, I know.” The clown stood up with a smile and opened his arms. He hugged Luther warmly. He wriggled with joy: ”but I didn't expect that I gave you such a clear hint that you still lost. It's pathetic, sobbing.”

Luther pauses, remembers, and shakes his head: ”I don't think you reminded me of anything. After you left, I activated Dr. Ivar and revived breniac...”

”come on, boring.”

The clown rolled his eyes, jumped back on the sofa, rubbed his wrinkled shirt, put the camera in front of his eyes and looked at Luther through the lens:

”always you think, you think, you've been president for so long that you forget that our performance doesn't value identity. You're far worse than my cute bat. Well, I'll ask you in a different way. At that time, when I put the destruction corps and a bunch of mobs to laugh, when I hung you over the round table in the conference room, where was your mother goddess? Pepetua, where is she? Come on, tell me the answer. I can't wait to see you slap yourself. ”

“！！！” Luther frowned in an instant.

At that time, he held the door handle of destruction, while perpetua was trapped in the general assembly. But judging from her performance in the future, it was clear that she could give him more strength to defeat the clown through the doorknob.

But she didn't.

She just watched quietly, watching them as if they were keeping a bug.

The clown won that game. Maybe she immediately communicated with the clown, showed him the pictures he had shown to Luther, and wanted to cooperate with him because he was the winner.

But the madman must have refused.

Pepetua had no choice but to turn around and continue to work with the second biggest loser. In this way, Luther was acting as a spare wheel without knowing it.

Looking at Luther's face like a palette, the expression was sometimes ferocious and sometimes annoyed, and the clown laughed with satisfaction.

”Yes, you can guess all right. After I put you down, that big bichi really came to me and played me a movie or something in my head.” The clown licked his lips, his breath became rapid, and his eyes blinked wildly: ”a bright future, a temptation, she will create a universe full of Batman for me, let me live forever in bat paradise.”

”Then why didn't you agree to her terms? In fact, you could have taken the doorknob from me and set her free

Luther basically understood, and the clown did remind him.

In a crazy way, remind him that pepetua is not the Savior. Man can only rely on himself.

”It's very simple. I just want the real Batman, and she can't give it to me. She can only give me a lot of wild laughing bats. People with good taste like me don't need fakes.”

The clown put down the camera, spread out his hands and grinned:

”I know more than you all the time. Good lex, she's not a goddess, she's just another poor and rich bitch on the street. She abandoned her sons in the past, you that day, and anyone in the future. The little alarm clock in my head keeps ringing, telling me that she is not reliable at all

Luther sat down, looked at the ceiling, and sighed deeply, ”you're right, but I saw that after she put the Legion of destruction in her chair, and prepared my own way.”

”Don't be sad, my bald fellow. Learn from your old enemy, Superman. Always have hope.” The clown cocked his legs and licked his lips like a snake spitting a message: ”smile, I always believe in the power of smile. We still have a chance to realize our wishes. Now let your secretary bring the champagne. I think we are good friends again, right?”

Luther laughs as expected. He turns to the bedroom and says, ”Marcy, get me some wine for our guests and me.”