Adult Comics: Starting with the Making of the Laughing Bat

【This is a story that takes place in the dark universe -44......】

As Lin Mo's voice fell, the screen began to show a picture.

In the gray-white picture, several evil villains were bullying an old man who was powerless.

His eyes swept from left to right: Killer Croc, Harley Quinn, Bane and Two-Face.

They were staring at the old man who fell to the ground with a grim smile on their faces....

The real world, the DC main universe.

Afu, who is watching the screen, has a dissatisfied expression.

"Why do you mosaic my face?"

"Are you afraid that my old face will scare the audience?"

Batman shook his head helplessly,"Perhaps the producers are deliberately hiding our identities."

"This is good, the relevant information is concealed, and we don't have to worry about our identities being exposed."

Ah Fu touched his chin,"Does this mean that the video maker is on our side?"

"At least not hostile to us."

"It's possible," Batman smiled,"Isn't this good news?"

In the cell of the Gotham Police Department,

Poison Ivy excitedly pulled Harley Quinn beside her.

"Harley, look, you're on TV."

Harley Quinn couldn't wait to look at the picture on the screen.

When she saw the picture of Harley Quinn smashing the old man's head with a baseball bat,

Harley Quinn couldn't help but frowned.

She said with some dissatisfaction,"Why am I so violent in this world?"

"I'm not a villain, how could I use such means to deal with an old man?"

Poison Ivy nodded,"I also don't think you would do such a thing."

"At most, I'd shoot a paintball gun at someone's ass."

"Maybe it's because this is the dark universe, people in the dark universe are more evil and extreme"

"Batman can become bad in such a universe, let alone us."

Poison Ivy's words were agreed by Harley Quinn.

Harley excitedly kissed Poison Ivy on the face,"You are right, beautiful, I am a good person."

"The most helpful Ms. Harley Quinn in Gotham City!"......

The screen continued to play.

The butler Alfu was brutally beaten to death by several villains.

The scene changed to the memorial service in the Batcave.

The Batman in this world looked at the video of Alfu's murder with a gloomy face.

"I don't understand what you are talking about," Alfu in the video was dying,"If I knew Batman, I would definitely be able to do something for you."

The moment the voice fell, the villains ended Alfu's life.

"I can definitely do something for you," this became Ah Fu's last words before his death.

At the memorial service, all members of the Justice League were present.

"Bruce, stop watching these," Superman Clark advised,"These are not good for your psychology."

"No benefit?"Batman clenched his fists, his voice hoarse and angry,"I'll tell you what no benefit means!"

"Ah Fu was like a father to me, he took care of me and brought me up, now he has been beaten to a pulp by a group of thugs."

"Thirty-six fractures, he shouldn't have suffered such inhuman torture!"

Bruce covered his eyes, his face full of self-blame and regret.

Everyone was silent for a while.

When everyone left, Bruce suddenly stopped Cyborg.

He asked Cyborg,"Can Alfu's memories before his death be uploaded into an artificial intelligence?"

"For example, it's called the Alfred Protocol."

Seeing Cyborg's hesitation, Batman said in a low voice

"Cyborg I need your help, he is like a father to me"

"I can't lose another father."

Cyborg was silent for a moment, and finally agreed to Bruce.

Cyborg used Alfred's last consciousness as a blueprint to create an artificial intelligence called the Alfred Protocol.

However, he did not realize that a monster that destroyed the world was born at the same time.

The picture turned, and the time came to a week later.

It was a dark night in Arkham Asylum.

Miserable wails continued to resound in every corner of every room in Arkham.

In the dark corners, a brutal massacre was unfolding.

And as the massacre progressed, one old voice after another kept echoing.

The voice was peaceful and elegant.

But in the ears of the Arkham madman, it became a dream talk from hell.

"Hi, I can definitely do something for you."

"Hi, I can definitely do something for you."

"Hi, I can definitely do something for you."

"......"

Bane ran in the corridor with a panicked look on his face.

The next second, he was blocked by layers of figures.

Standing in front of him was Alfred, who had already died.

But it was not just Alfred, but a group of them.

They surrounded Bane with expressionless faces. They kept repeating,"Hello, I can definitely do something for you."

Even a strong man like Bane showed a look of fear at this moment.

He subconsciously stepped back, but Alfred's figure was still standing quietly behind him.

The next second, a beam of light shot towards Bane.

Bane fell in a pool of blood.

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