Batman felt a chill down his spine when he heard Duke's crazy idea. He knew very well how terrifying the Joker was, and he couldn't guarantee that he could still maintain his will under the Joker's mental pollution.

"You're crazy. If I transplanted the Joker's personality, I would hurt a lot of people."

"Mr. Batman, don't underestimate your willpower. Believe in yourself, you can defeat him." Duke raised his hand and waved it forward. In an instant, a cold wind blew up, and the biting cold froze the ground into a layer of solid ice. Batman, dressed in black armor, was firmly fixed in the iceberg, leaving only his head outside.

Duke underestimated Batman and thought he could stop him from moving, but Batman still struggled to break free. Human strength might not be able to do this, but Batman has the money to make everything impossible possible. The bat suit has antifreeze properties to ensure that his muscles will not be frozen. The bat cape is made of special memory fiber, which expands rapidly after being powered on, breaking the iceberg that trapped him.

After escaping, Batman immediately turned and fled. He knew too little about Duke, and without intelligence, he had no battle plan to deal with. He never fought a battle he was not sure of. It was not because he was a coward, but because he was calm and knew that only by protecting himself could he have a chance to turn the tables.

"People with the ability to make money are indeed troublesome. If I really let you go, you might come up with a plan that even I can't break!" Duke said, and with a wave of his hand, he gave up chanting and launched a number 90 Breaking Dao.

"The Ninetieth Path of Destruction: Black Coffin!"

Batman was horrified. Although he didn't know what Duke was going to put into his brain, he instinctively felt a sense of malice coming at him, which was worse than the Joker's mental pollution.

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Duke: “…”

Batman said nothing, with a frown on his face after listening to Duke's words. He has encountered many weird people in his heroic career, but there are not many who are as weird as Duke.

"Hey, Silver Damn, it's decided to be you..." Duke smiled weirdly, raised his hand and pressed it on Batman's head again.

Duke, as a five-good youth who was born and raised under the red flag, hates to see villains succeed. Shouldn't villains be killed as soon as they appear? Why should superheroes be suppressed by IQ, why do they suffer injustice repeatedly, why are sufferings always imposed on them? Heroes should not be allowed to bleed and cry! Duke thought so and did so, but then he felt that it was not enough. Batman is a dark hero. Compared with the funny guys in Marvel, his personality is too dark. The most important point is that as a hero, he doesn't even complain. This is not acceptable.

"Here's your tip, Fatty!"

Duke strolled up to Batman and raised his hand to cover his head: "Mr. Batman, don't resist, the pain will pass!"

Batman watched quietly as Duke summoned the Joker and stuffed his personality data into the Joker's brain, and then the Joker's personality data was copied by Duke. A dark, messy, unstable turbulence appeared in Duke's palm, like black mud, which made people feel disgusted.

The Batmobile roared to life, and the Joker drove to the security guard. He rolled down the car window, stretched out his pale arm, and held a $10 bill with Hamilton's face printed on it between his fingers.

A warm current was sent along the blood vessels into the heart, and then from the heart to the whole body. Batman did not feel any discomfort, and every cell in his body was beating gently, which was indescribably comfortable. If I really want to describe it, it is like the pleasure of a few seconds of gushing when you are having sex.

Batman could feel that the evil thoughts in his mind were gradually suppressed. The drug strengthened his senses, endurance and mental strength. Due to his own changes, his righteous personality gradually expelled the suppression and squeezed the Joker's personality into the edge corner. "KW8-9 is a human body function enhancer. While maximizing the speed and strength of human body reaction, it can achieve no side effects. It is made of Chinese medicine ingredients, sour and sweet, and tastes good. It is even better when taken orally!"

Six golden translucent rays of light shot out from all directions, entangled Batman and fixed him in place. The strong binding force made it impossible for him to break free.

"Hurry, kill me... I feel terrible!" Batman's face flushed, and the blood vessels on his neck bulged. It was obvious that he was forcibly enduring something. The whites of his eyes gradually turned black, and the corners of his mouth became more and more ferocious. The whole person exuded an extremely ominous aura.

Marvel's heroes, DC's villains! Marvel is second to none in terms of creating heroes and DC is second to none in terms of creating villains. All of Marvel's special effects are spent on heroes, so most villains don't have distinct personalities, and superheroes are very popular. DC is just the opposite. It's not that the heroes are not powerful, but the screenwriters focus on portraying the high IQ and high personal charm of the villains. In contrast, the characters of superheroes are a little thin! The most important point is that righteous superheroes are unilaterally abused most of the time. Just like Batman, his heroic history is almost a history of abuse. Although this is very inspiring and can also reflect his tenacious personal charm, but...

Batman did not respond. He watched the Joker merge his personality, and his chilling smile gradually became resolute and indifferent. He was speechless. In his sight, the black mud was getting closer and closer to him, and then countless crazy, evil, corrosive and dirty thoughts took root in his mind and grew rapidly at an uncontrollable speed.

What did you say? The Joker walked over to the unconscious Batman, lifted him up on his shoulders, and strode out the door: "From today on, I will protect the peace of Gotham."

Duke: “…”

"No, there has never been any savior!" Batman insisted, holding back his dizziness.

"What did you do to me?"

"Your dream is to protect Gotham, and I will make you a savior." Duke closed his eyes, and his huge mental power began to copy Batman's personality data.

It's too bad. In a 100-minute movie, the movie was abused for 95 minutes and then turned around in the last 5 minutes. How can there be audiences who support superheroes who are so weak? Without fans, how can there be box office revenue for sequels? You deserve to be suppressed by Marvel.

"It's pure, isn't it?"

After dealing with Batman, Duke turned to the Joker, looked him over, and in the spirit of fairness, he also gave him a shot of strengthening potion.

Batman, half naked and wearing only a pair of shorts, was confused.

The clown slapped Duke's hand away, rejected Duke's cosmetic surgery, and said seriously: "Humans should not apologize for their appearance! Some people look bright and beautiful on the surface, but in fact their socks have already slipped to the soles of their feet; some people look sloppy on the surface, but in fact they are wearing JOCKEY underwear."

The Joker was reborn after being implanted with Batman's personality. His temperament changed drastically. His greasy face with white foundation actually gave him a sense of justice. But his big grinning mouth was a bit creepy. He didn't look like a good guy. He needed to get some plastic surgery done.

The Joker carried Batman downstairs, and under the stunned gaze of the big-bellied security guard, he skillfully pried open the door of the high-tech Batmobile, threw Batman on the passenger seat, and fastened his seat belt.

The next second, the black coffin opened, and Batman crossed his hands in front of him, but... there was not a drop of blood, and the chopped-up bat suit and some of his decisive props were scattered on the ground.

This time the personality implantation was quite violent, Duke did not stop, and simulated his personality data in the Gintama world, and stuffed it all into Batman's body. Batman's eyes rolled back, and he felt his brain was in a mess, and he fainted with a muffled groan.

"What a strong will! You are really strong!" Duke said as he raised his hand, and a ball of disorderly flowing linear light appeared in his palm.

Black light projected from the cracks in the void, like a demon's bloody mouth, emitting a suffocating oppression, swallowing Batman in one gulp. Inside the heavy coffin, the sound of cutting as dense as running water rang out, and the harsh sound of friction with metal made people's scalps numb.

"The Sixty-One of Binding Techniques: Six-Staff Light Prison!"

Duke looked at Batman's increasingly evil face in surprise, thinking that things had gotten out of hand, and hurriedly pulled out a tube of golden potion from his pocket and injected it into the blood vessel in Batman's neck.

"Also, please call me Joker!!"

"Do you know what you are doing? This is too dangerous!" Faced with the crushing strength, Batman was unusually calm. That's right, after all, he is not a man of violence.

KW8-9 strengthening potion, from the corpse brother plane.

The security guard was stunned for a moment, then shook his head desperately. What's the difference between taking money from the clown and seeking death?

Snap!

A gun was stretched out and pointed at the security guard's head: "I don't want to say it a second time, accept the tip, you deserve it."

Ten seconds later, the security guard was holding $10 in his hand and watching the clown drive away with a dull look in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)