Chapter 2490

"Yes, Jason, I heard. My opinion is the same as yours. Now is not a good time to leave the city." Peter walked around the room with the phone and said, "The road must be jammed. If that madman brings the bomb over, we won't be able to run."

"I suggest you prepare a first-aid kit first. Even if the bomb doesn't explode, if it causes chaos, someone might get hurt. Okay, I know."

"No." Peter's face changed slightly and said, "After I recovered from the illness, that strange powerful strength and precognition ability were gone. I guess it might be that the illness allowed me to lift the muscle limit, but that was ultimately abnormal."

"Yes, I am also thinking, if that ability was still there, at least I could protect Gwen and you. Okay, we are indeed not at the age to think about these unrealistic things. Pay attention to safety, goodbye."

Peter put down the phone and sighed. What Jason just said reminded him of the past. It was really a coincidence. Jason and he got sick one after another. Jason had amnesia due to illness, and he gained powerful strength due to illness, but it was gone soon after he recovered.

But these two illnesses also made them best friends, watching each other grow up and mature for decades, getting married and having children, and living a stable life.

After Peter put down the phone, he was also listening intently to the news on the TV in the living room. The reason he didn't go out was that he felt a bit uncomfortable, and a kind of restlessness was spreading in his heart, but he couldn't explain why he was restless.

Joker appeared on the screen.

At this time, he was standing on the roof of a building. The camera didn't give him a close-up. It had always been like this. He was always far away from the camera, seemingly afraid that others would take a picture of his true face.

However, even from a distance, people could see his wild smile, so crazy, cruel, and indifferent.

He was preparing to announce the location of the second bomb, but he didn't know if it was an operation error. The map he prepared actually had several red dots drawn on it.

This live broadcast also had an accident. Joker was explaining cracklingly, but I don't know where a homeless man rushed out, knocked him down and strangled his neck tightly.

Until Joker broke free, gave him a few punches fiercely, and used an electric shock device to stun him, the camera was turned off.

"Did you see that homeless man just now?" Peter called Jason again and said, "I think he looks a bit familiar. Is he from our neighborhood?"

"I seem to have encountered him several times." Jason said, "My daughter seems to have been pestered by him, which made me go and beat him up."

"Are you sure it's that madman? You didn't recognize the wrong person?"

"That's right, he mumbles every day about this not being real, this is just a dream, and also says something about letting me wake up quickly. I called the police and also called the mental hospital, but it was useless. He will come back soon. He is really a persistent madman."

"But he can also be considered a hero." Peter lowered his head and said, "Daring to find Joker's trouble now, there certainly won't be any good ending."

Then the two fell into a long silence.

"Seriously, I feel a bit uncomfortable." Jason's tone lowered and said, "I don't know how to say it, but I really want to punch that Joker. I even... I even want to kill him."

"I kind of want to go save people." Peter looked at his family who were tidying up things in the yard with worry and said, "I know this is irrational, because I won't be of any use if I go, it's better to stay here to protect my family. Gwen and Annie both need me."

Then there was another silence. Jason suddenly laughed and said, "Should we say we are worthy of being friends? Even the onset of sympathy is at the same time."

"Do you think this is just simple sympathy?"

"Isn't it? But now we only have the ability to take care of ourselves, so don't think too much."

Jason hung up the phone, but his mood was not as relaxed as he described. When that homeless man rushed up to beat Joker, maybe it was because he was too close to the microphone Joker was wearing, Jason heard him say something about "originally it should be Batman".

Jason was also inexplicably familiar with the word Batman.

He couldn't remember more, but was always repeating this word, until he saw a figure in Joker's next live broadcast, a figure with pointed ears.

The second bomb still exploded, still killing countless people who couldn't escape in time, but this time people found that when Joker announced the second bomb, the red dots on the map might represent the third, fourth, and fifth.

Only one bomb location is announced every hour. If they knew the next one in advance, then there would be at least an hour to escape. An hour is relatively generous for four kilometers. Even if there is a traffic jam, you can walk out.

The people in these marked red dot areas started to transfer to the outside of the area with the attitude that it is better to believe it than not.

Joker appeared on the screen for the third time. He laughed and warned everyone not to forget another rule of this game.

But before he could repeat this rule, he was punched to the ground by a figure. The figure with pointed ears roared: "Shut up! Do you want to destroy this world?!!"

"Batman, you finally came!" A voice sounded nearby. A homeless man with messy hair and a big beard rushed up, shouted at Batman: "Quickly subdue Joker! Let him say the location of the bomb, we have to go dismantle the bomb!!"

But Batman ignored it, he kept punching Joker, until he was pulled away by that homeless man.

"What are you doing?! Batman!!"

What appeared in Batman's trance vision was Superman's face, but he was no longer as strong and handsome as he remembered. Although the skeleton was still tall, he had become very thin, his cheeks were sunken, except for that pair of bright blue eyes that showed he was Clark Kent, there was no half-like powerful Superman.

Bang!

Clark gave Batman a punch. Batman touched his still-complete cheekbone with some shock. Clark looked at him with an incomparably disappointed expression and said: "Batman, what on earth is wrong with you?! Are you crazy? We have to rush to save people!!!"

"I have to save Jason first." Batman said: "This world cannot be destroyed, there are his family and children here!"

"Does killing Joker allow you to save anyone?!" Clark roared: "Ask about the bomb first!!"

"But he just wants to destroy Jason again. I can't let him succeed." Batman grabbed Joker's collar tightly and said: "He appeared must be for this. I couldn't stop it before, he won't this time."

Clark had to pull Batman away again. He looked at Batman with red eyes and said: "What on earth are you talking about? Do you know how many people are dying for this?"

"This is just a dream." Batman said: "Dreams will always wake up, and they will always perish."

Bang! Another punch, this time Clark knocked Batman directly to the ground. He looked at Batman with tears in his eyes and said: "You are not Batman, you are a madman."

"You are the one who is crazy! Why on earth do you want to treat virtual as reality?! Why do we have to save some people in the dream? We can't save them in the end, because dreams will always wake up."

"Of course because you are a human, Batman!" Clark looked at him in disbelief and said: "When you see your compatriots suffering, you should be completely unable to suppress your sympathy. When you see criminals committing crimes, you should also be unable to restrain your heart of justice. This is the most basic human nature, isn't it?!"

"Why on earth can you stand here coldly analyzing that this is a dream, and remain indifferent to those broken limbs, those blood they shed, those wails they made, their crying and death?!"

Batman was speechless.

Clark took a few steps back, shook his head and said: "Perhaps they are right, Batman is a madman in the first place, you are a natural antisocial personality patient, you have no normal emotional feedback at all."

"But I have." Clark looked into Batman's eyes and said: "I am not like you, I will bleed, so I have to save those who will also bleed, because if I see them crying, I cannot be calm, no reason can persuade and soothe myself, when their helpless voices reach my ears, this is my mission that I cannot shirk."

"Even if you can't save them at all?"

"I only do it for my own conscience, and I thought you understood me."

After speaking, Clark turned and left without looking back. Batman stood in place for a long time, and finally threw down Joker.

Crying began to appear in the neighborhood where Jason and Peter were. The place marked by the third bomb was not far from their neighborhood, and those people all surged here.

Many people were too afraid, brought nothing, and some wanted to take advantage of the chaos to rob others of survival materials, and some locals set their sights on this group of fat sheep. The neighboring community was much richer than here. If they could rob a sum, then when it was their turn to run away, they wouldn't be too embarrassed.

After hearing a woman's scream, Jason finally couldn't help rushing out. He pushed away the little hooligan who was tearing the woman's clothes, punched him on the side of his face, and kicked him to the ground.

Just after helping the woman back to her house, he saw two children crying on the side of the road. Jason had to run over to help them find their father and mother. Just after stuffing them back into their parents' hands, the car in the campsite next door caught fire again.

Jason rushed over at the fastest speed, but saw a familiar figure. Peter rushed out from another street not far away. The two met and were speechless.

"I can't help it." Jason said while picking up the fire extinguisher and bypassing the car, "When I heard the scream, my head was blank. By the time I reacted, I was already on the street."

"Who isn't?"

The one who answered was not Peter, but another uncle who was much older than them. He took another fire extinguisher and sprayed it at the car fiercely and said: "I haven't done the work of a firefighter for more than twenty years. Come, young man, take this axe and smash the car door open."

Jason took the axe, swung it around to split the car door, and dragged the driver who was almost suffocated in the car out. The two women next to him ran up and started pouring water on him.

The driver was soon sent to the vicinity of the campsite. His arm was burned, his feet were also scalded, and more importantly, he inhaled a lot of smoke, and the whole person was a bit unclear.

A doctor was treating the wounded nearby, and some residents were maintaining order.

"Move away! Move away!! Don't grab oxygen from the patients!! There are new wounded here, my God, you wouldn't be the driver of that car, right?! Quick quick quick, lie down quickly."

Peter soon walked over too. He helped those people transport the wounded, while Jason solved a few little hooligans who wanted to lean toward the campsite. Everything was busy but orderly.

This feeling was a bit familiar. Jason couldn't say it. He didn't lie just now. When he heard someone screaming in pain outside the door, he couldn't think rationally at all, just wanted to rush out to help.

And now he found that he was not the only one. As the chaos spread faster and faster, many people heard the screams while sitting at home and went out one after another to provide help within their power.

They really couldn't do anything. At most, they took the weapons available at home to threaten those who wanted to rob in the chaos, disinfected and bandaged the injured, sprayed medicine on those who sprained their feet, and handed a cup of hot coffee to those who were panicked.

They didn't think about anything. Jason discovered this. They acted like worker ants in an ant colony, only acting on instinct.

Most ordinary people cannot think rationally in the face of disaster, but it is precisely this irrationality that makes them have no time to evaluate their abilities and conditions in most cases, and the first instinctive reaction of many people in such situations is to save people.

Regardless of ability, regardless of responsibility, just paying for certain emotions in the brain, perhaps also paying the price for this one day.

But at that time, the most insignificant mayfly can also realize the state of mind of a saint, saying a sentence "All I seek in this life is to have a clear conscience".