Chapter 2492

When Tang Pusen climbed out of the car, he was already covered in blood, and the few homeless people in the cargo box were hit even harder. Three of the four-person group rescued from the park climbed out directly, and their lives were not in serious trouble.

Tang Pusen and Jason walked into the flipped cargo box, wanting to save the last one, but they only found a corpse.

This guy was also unlucky. Tang Pusen specifically left some fixed goods in the truck carriage, letting them hold tight to the ropes on the goods when riding in the car, but this person had to play a trick, neither sitting nor squatting, but climbed to the top of the goods.

As a result, when the car flipped, he rolled several times inside like clothes in a washing machine, without any fixing measures at all, and directly broke his neck.

When Jason and Tang Pusen dragged his corpse out, one of the four-person group rushed over, pushing Tang Pusen madly. This woman said that the dead person was her younger brother, and she was going to gouge out Tang Pusen's eyes with her teeth and claws.

Jason hurriedly pulled her away, but that group of onlookers rushed up again, surrounding the two of them in the middle, and beat them up, because Tang Pusen drove the car out in time, the bomb didn't explode the homeless people in the carriage, and no one knew whether anyone died in this explosion.

Although Jason and Tang Pusen were very strong, they couldn't be the opponents of more than ten people, especially since they had just bumped into a mess in the car, and now they couldn't even stand up, so they could only lie in place and hold their heads and be beaten.

Fortunately, others also knew that the wood was already a boat, and now beating this group of people was useless. It was better to pick a good place for themselves and their families, and pray that the bomb would not explode here.

After the crowd dispersed, Jason and Tang Pusen slowly climbed up from the ground. They were obviously a bit unable to walk. Tang Pusen's leg was injured in the car, and Jason's arm was also unable to move. Peter, who was the least injured, ran over to support the two of them, but it only allowed them to barely walk.

And the Joker, who reappeared on the TV screen, announced a desperate news. The good news is that no one died in this explosion, and the bad news is that the location of the sixth bomb will not be announced.

The three of them hid.

Obviously, people in the nearby neighborhood regarded them as the culprits, because if they didn't go to save that group of damn homeless people, quite a few people could have escaped before the sixth bomb exploded, but now obviously everything had no hope.

And they faced a more desperate situation. That group of people who confronted them told this matter out, and everyone, especially those who hadn't experienced the explosion and might be the target of the sixth bomb, was looking for them like crazy.

People had completely forgotten that the ferocious Joker who appeared on TV had started a witch-hunting movement in the new century. They just wanted to make this group of meddlers who put them in danger pay a bloody price.

And what is even more terrible is that someone had seen their faces and could describe their characteristics, and those former neighbors knew where their families were.

Jason knew they had to go back, but the consequence of going back might be that they and their families were killed by completely crazy mobs. With such a hesitation, they missed the last opportunity.

The sixth bomb exploded in a crowded community. Almost no one could escape, and quite a few refugees who had just rushed over from the previous area were also blown to death together.

The loss was so heavy that no one dared to look directly at it, and the final madness arrived. Joker announced that the locations of all subsequent bombs would not be announced.

All this was of course counted on Peter and the others, because it was them who caused a link in this chain of explosions to have a problem. No one wanted to provoke the terrible Joker, they just wanted to vent on the weaker ones.

In the end, a group of thugs found the refugee group that escaped from the community where Peter and the others were, and threatened the residents with guns to tell them the location of their families.

Peter and Jason's families didn't deliberately hide at all, because they didn't know that the group of thugs outside was looking for their husbands, so they were caught into their homes without any defense.

Both of their wives and children, as well as Tang Pusen's wife and daughter, were brought to the street. The leader of the thugs prepared to execute them in the square.

Peter, Jason, and Tang Pusen certainly couldn't sit idly by. They had already arrived nearby. Seeing the thug leader tie up their families and wanting to tie them to the stake, Tang Pusen couldn't help it first, and rushed out roaring.

But he was just a slightly strong ordinary person. As soon as he rushed out, he was of course pinned down, and also exposed Peter and Jason's location, letting them both be caught too.

Three people were pinned to the ground. The thug leader wore a mask, walking back and forth in front of them, constantly weighing a crowbar in his hand, and making a hehe laugh in his mouth.

"Keep hiding." The thug leader snorted coldly and said: "You have the ability to do this kind of thing but don't have the ability to admit it?!"

"What did we do?" Peter struggled constantly, gritted his teeth and said: "We just wanted to save people, we just didn't want to see innocent people die!"

"Then have you considered the consequences?!" The thug leader raised his tone and said: "Did you consider the game rules before you saved people? Don't you know what consequences your doing this will bring?! All the people who died in the Luz community must be counted on you!"

Jason pursed his lips and remained silent. When he saw from the newspaper that almost everyone in that entire neighborhood was wiped out, he couldn't say anything anymore.

Suddenly a figure rushed out of the crowd. He stared at the short and fat thug leader and said: "Wanting to save people is not their mistake! Never!"

The thug leader saw those blue glowing eyes. This man in front of him was still tall, but not sturdy at all, and his hair and beard were very long, and his clothes were not bright, like a sloppy homeless man.

And I don't know why, he was just very weak. Although he used a roaring tone to speak, he was short of breath, giving people a feeling that a gust of wind could blow him down.

"What did you say?!" The thug leader walked forward, looked at this man and said: "He caused so many people to die in order to save a few worthless homeless people, and you actually said they were not wrong?!"

"I said their heart of wanting to save people is not wrong." The man said word by word, while his vision looked into the crowd.

At this time, the entire square was bustling with many people, and this man's vision stayed on one person, that was Batman, the Batman he was familiar with.

But he just stood there, not standing opposite his old rival Joker, not standing in front of his child, nor standing in the high place or shadow he often stood in. He stood in this group of suspicious ordinary people.

Batman saw deep disappointment in Clark's eyes.

But he didn't dare to go out. How could he go out? He knew that once he went out, Jason would remember everything.

Or rather, Jason didn't forget everything completely at all. That nightmare hovered over his head. Once a bat rushed out from the night, the long-lost dark clouds would descend again.

Batman now just wanted to save Jason and his family silently and without revealing his true identity, calm all this down, and let them return to the peaceful life in the dream.

Instead of appearing suddenly, playing Jason's savior again, and then sending him into hell again.

"They are only wrong in that they don't have the ability." Clark knelt on one knee, looked up at the thug leader's gloomy eyes and said: "They didn't insist on their beliefs from beginning to end, didn't hone their abilities for this belief for ten years."

"So much so that they could save a few people, but couldn't save most people, and couldn't save everyone. Giving up too early, being too weak, is their only mistake."

"And at any time, the mood of being unable to remain indifferent to the suffering of their compatriots is not a mistake. This is the instinct you rely on to survive to this day. Denying this instinct is denying humanity itself."

Clark looked back at a few people, lowered his eyes and said: "If they want to be a hero, then pay all efforts for this, make themselves strong enough, do their best, not sacrifice one group of people to exchange for the safety of another group, but let everyone be saved."

"But this simply can't be done, right?" The thug leader said.

"No, at least they must uphold this belief and work hard for it, and I once knew a person who did it almost perfectly." Clark's gaze still stayed on Batman's face, he said: "He knows he can't do it, he has been suffering for this, but has never given up trying."

"Then this is a madman!"

"He is a madman." Clark said: "When you look at it from the perspective of a bystander, it is indeed so, but if you become him one day, you will understand that being able to insist on this belief for decades to hone yourself until you break through all impossibilities is what kind of greatness, and what a great hero he is."

"So what? This group of bastards caused so many people to die, we must judge them, so that those who should die can die."

"No one should die." Clark looked at him and said: "They will certainly be saved, all saved."

"This is impossible..."

Clark's eyes suddenly began to emit light, the entire dream space began to tremble, looking up, his gaze passed through layers of cosmic barriers, the hole in the sewer gushed out bright light and became bigger and bigger.

The main universe Clark, who was guarding the corpses of Batman and Superman, looked at Superman's constantly trembling arm with some shock. In his hand was that colorful Kryptonite ring.

But clearly his soul was not here now, Superman couldn't do anything with Kryptonite at all, but that unconscious corpse was trembling more and more violently.

The muscles on the arm began to congest, the hand holding the Kryptonite ring exerted force, and exerted force again...

Clark opened his eyes wide in shock and rushed over, and what was reflected in his pair of deep blue eyes was a wisp of Kryptonite powder suddenly leaking from between his fingers.

Superman in the dream world flew up suddenly, a laser beam burned the stake to ashes, he circled in the air, hugged the tied woman and children, and put them on the roof next to him.

Immediately after, he flew into the sky, the blue eyes flashing with red light scanned the surroundings, a few lasers shot out, and the bombs buried in the city were turned into fly ash before they could be detonated.

Peter and the three were stunned by this series of changes, until the crowd fled in a panic, and when one of the figures was stunned in place, Jason saw that familiar face.

Batman...

And at this time, a figure suddenly appeared behind Batman. At the end of the hurried crowd, the dark muzzle aimed at Batman's body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In Jason's shocked gaze, Batman fell. Jason looked up and only saw his long-term nightmare, Gotham's eternal dark clouds—Joker.