Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 649 The Disappointing Clown

The so-called coercion method is the hostage threat. Although this move may seem inferior, we have to admit that for superheroes with superhuman abilities, it does have a surprising effect in winning. In an emergency, an innocent life is enough to make any hero hesitate and waver.

However, the Joker is not content with just this one method. When facing criminals with heinous crimes, he has a more sophisticated method to make them surrender and even be controlled by him. In front of the clown, these criminals are like chess pieces on a chessboard, being played around in the palm of his hand.

The Joker's masterful use of tactics and strategies has made him at home in the criminal world. He can always find his opponent's weakness and hit him hard. He is like an excellent director, carefully planning every crime drama and letting every character perform according to his script.

However, from Luther's perspective, the clown didn't seem to reach the heights he expected.

He had seen all kinds of clowns, but the one in front of him made him feel a little disappointed.

He remembered the Joker played by Heath Ledger, whose crazy and mysterious temperament was unforgettable; Jerome's Joker was a different kind of madness, and he challenged the order of the world in his own way.

Leto's clown, although also extreme and crazy, gives people a deliberate feeling, like a naughty kid in clown skin, crazy for the sake of being crazy.

The clown in front of me is a replica of Leto's clown.

He has the same madness and extremeness, but lacks the evil and charm that penetrates the bones. His performance was more like a farce, making people laugh and cry.

"You are just a poor guy bound by rules, but I am the real free man!"

Luther's voice was cold and firm, echoing in the empty room. He held the pistol tightly in his hand, his fingers exerting pressure on the trigger, and every small movement seemed so decisive.

A proud smile appeared on the clown's face, and he looked at Luther mockingly.

There was a surprised expression on the Joker's face. He didn't seem to expect that Luther would actually shoot. But after just a moment of surprise, his eyes became expectant, as if he was welcoming some special moment. He puffed out his chest, put his hands on his hips, and made no evasive movements at all, as if to show Luther his fearlessness and arrogance.

"Oh!"

But surprisingly, he was not hit. It turned out that at the moment Luther pulled the trigger, the clown had already quickly turned his body sideways and avoided the fatal bullet.

The gunfire exploded in the room, deafening. The bullet flew out of the gun's muzzle in an instant, heading straight for the clown with the smell of death.

The clown's body swayed slightly, as if he was shaken by the gunshot and was a little unsteady.

"Oh!"

Joker taunted.

Luther didn't hesitate, he pulled the trigger.

"as you wish."

He quickly adjusted the direction of the gun and aimed it at the clown's throat. This time, he would not give the clown any chance to dodge.

"Haha, do you really think I will stand there and let you beat me?"

The gunfire rang out again, and this time, the bullet did not miss.

It penetrated the clown's throat, bringing up a shower of blood.

An expression of fear and pain suddenly appeared on the clown's face. He covered his throat, and blood gushed out from between his fingers, staining his palms red. He opened his mouth wide, trying to make a sound, but his throat was pierced by the bullet and he could only moan weakly.

The clown's body began to tremble, his face turned pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. There was a gurgling sound in his throat, as if something was blocked and he couldn't breathe.

The moment the clown was shot through the throat, his physiological reaction was extremely violent. The impact of the bullet instantly tore his throat tissue, causing tremendous pain and blood loss.

His throat was filled with blood and he couldn't breathe or speak. He tried to cover the wound with his hands, but blood kept pouring out from between his fingers, staining his hands red.

His face turned pale and sweat rolled down his forehead. His heartbeat was racing and his breathing was rapid, as if he was racing against death.

His eyes began to blur and his consciousness gradually blurred. He felt that his body was losing control, as if it was being dragged into the dark abyss by some force.

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang————”

Luther didn't stop, he continued to pull the trigger until he was sure the Joker was dead.

Everyone around was stunned, as if time had stopped at this moment.

They stared blankly at the clown lying on the ground, their hearts filled with shock and confusion. Is the Joker just dead? What to do with the bombs on them?
Just when everyone was panicking, as the clown fell, the fuse of the bomb tied to him was triggered. The bombs tied to their bodies began to make a piercing countdown sound, and every second seemed to be beating on their hearts.

"It's this old-fashioned countdown again..."

"Can't it explode all at once?"

Luther complained about the Joker's lack of rigor.

However, complaints are complaints, but Luther's actions were not slow at all. He moved and turned into a gust of wind, passing by everyone. His movements were so fast that he could barely see clearly, and he could only see afterimages flashing before his eyes.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Luther untied the bombs tied to them at an unimaginable speed. His fingers fiddled with the bomb rapidly, every movement precise and swift. After a while, he defused the bombs on everyone.

However, this is not the end. Luther did not stop his movements, he grabbed the untied bomb and rushed towards the seaside of Arkham Asylum at an even faster speed. His figure flashed before everyone's eyes, and the next moment he appeared on the beach.

He stood on the edge of the cliff, took a deep breath, and then threw the bomb in his hand into the sea. The bomb drew a graceful arc in the air, and then fell heavily into the sea.

"boom----"

A loud noise exploded on the sea, and a huge splash of water rose into the sky, like a blooming white flower. The sea water was blown away, forming a huge mist.

The shock wave generated by the explosion spread across the sea, setting off huge waves.

The explosion was so powerful that it destroyed the entire Arkham Asylum.

However, with Luther's amazing power, the bomb was thrown thousands of meters away, avoiding direct damage to Arkham Asylum.

Although its power is amazing, it is also mitigated by the buffer of sea water.

The huge energy generated by the explosion spread rapidly in the seawater, forming turbulent waves.

(End of this chapter)