The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1310 He is coming

No matter what kind of creature it is, it is impossible for it to stand up unscathed after suffering a severe blow to its reproductive organs.

This technique was learned by Robin from Batman, and it's the move the latter used to deal with superhumans with enhanced physical abilities. It's incredibly effective.

Batman once used this move to make the Crocodile Man clamp his legs together whenever he saw him.

Robin didn't hold back either. He aimed for a fatal blow and used all his strength to deliver a solid punch to the muscular monster's groin.

At the same time, the electric shock gloves he was wearing also began to exert their power, and a powerful current burst out from the gloves, crawling all over the monster's body along its genitals.

"Hey ha ee ee ee!"

This punch was truly heartbreaking to hear and tearful to witness. Although none of the men present saw what happened, they all felt a chill run down their spines from the monster's screams, which even silenced its laughter.

With just one punch, the monster collapsed to the ground, convulsing. It was unclear whether it was from the electric shock or the pain, but in any case, it seemed unlikely that he could stand up.

However, just in case, Robin still threw another punch. This punch was far less effective than the first one, since his pain had already reached its limit, and now the monster was only twitching reflexively.

After confirming that the monster would not stand up again, Robin threw another electric dart at its groin before retreating and secretly planting clay bombs in several locations around the octagon.

Robin was so bold because the smoke hadn't cleared yet, and the octagon had already been decorated in a flamboyant way by the clown gang of lunatics. Even if they added more clay, no one would notice.

After Robin finished setting things up, he deliberately changed his position and stood still, quietly waiting for the smoke to dissipate.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, a scene that shocked the Jokers was revealed to them.

The anticipated scene of the muscular monster tearing Robin apart did not occur. Instead, Robin stood while the muscular monster lay on the ground.

And judging from the muscular monster's appearance, he clearly won't be able to stand up anytime soon, so...

"I beat the Joker," Robin declared.

"Tsk!" The clown clicked his tongue in annoyance. "It looks like that, but the referee hasn't started the count yet! Ten! Nine! Eight..."

“Don’t waste time,” Robin interrupted the Joker. “He can’t possibly stand up anymore.”

As Robin was speaking, the muscular monster actually moved, as if it was trying to get up.

"Who said that!" The clown immediately laughed. "Our warrior is about to rise! Let us cheer for him!"

"Oh!!"

The Jokers immediately cheered in response, but Robin was not about to let them have their way.

Robin, who was already prepared, pressed a button on the microcomputer, and the electric dart he had thrown at the monster's genitals immediately lit up, and the next second a powerful current burst out.

"Hey hey hey hey hey!"

The men of the Joker gang instinctively covered their genitals. The scene before them was far too cruel for any man. Looking at the small figure in the octagonal cage, they couldn't help but hallucinate that man.

The Night Knight of Gotham is the same way; he can always do things so cruelly that even villains can't accept them, all without batting an eye.

“I told you, there’s no need to waste any more time,” Robin said expressionlessly.

"You're becoming more and more like that old bat," the Joker said with disgust. If he had only intended to play around with Robin at first, he was now truly intent on killing her.

There's only one Batman in the world, and he only needs one Batman. Imposters have no value whatsoever. "Now you should keep your promise," Robin called out, interrupting the Joker's thoughts.

"A promise? Did I promise you anything?" The clown looked around, as if asking for the opinions of those around him.

But it's obvious without even thinking that everyone around is a member of the Joker's gang, and they will definitely speak on the Joker's side.

"I knew you would."

The Joker's words were exactly what Robin had expected; his previous arrangements were all for this moment.

However, Barbara was still in the Joker's hands at this time, so Robin could not act rashly.

"Hurry up, Batman!" Robin thought anxiously. "Are you really getting old? It's been almost an hour."

"Let's begin the second round!" the Joker said, clapping his hands again. A member of the Joker's gang, who was already prepared, walked to the octagonal cage with a bracelet and handed it in.

“It’s a really cute little gadget,” the clown explained. “In the second round, you’ll face even more monsters, plus a time limit.”

"There's a small syringe hidden in that bracelet, along with a timer. I set it to ten minutes. If you don't defeat all the monsters within ten minutes, the syringe will pop out."

"Then, then you'll become one of those monsters! Hahahaha!"

Robin hesitated, staring at the bracelet. This displeased the clown, who picked up a pair of scissors and stabbed Barbara in the thigh.

"Well!"

Barbara whimpered and screamed with her mouth gagged, but the clown showed no mercy. He immediately pulled out the scissors after stabbing her, and blood gushed out.

"The next strike could land anywhere."

Seeing the clown's threatening smile, Robin could only pick up the bracelet and put it on her arm.

This bracelet is very rough and uncomfortable to wear, which shows that the maker did not put any effort into its production.

"Very good!" The clown nodded in satisfaction. "Now, let's welcome more warriors!"

"call out!"

As soon as the Joker finished speaking, the entire factory went dark. Hearing the panicked voices of the Joker's gang members around him, Robin knew that this was definitely not part of the Joker's plan.

"Finally here." Robin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In Gotham, there is only one person who operates in the shadows at night, and that person is Batman.

"Quickly activate the backup power!"

Harley Quinn's exasperated commands came from the darkness, followed by a flurry of activity. Suddenly, a beam of light shone out; someone had turned on a flashlight.

"Idiot!" someone immediately yelled. "You can't turn on the lights now."

The lights shone haphazardly in all directions, revealing the panic of the person holding them. The beams of light swept across every corner of the warehouse, allowing everyone to see their companions' frantic faces, but also inadvertently illuminating a figure.

"It's Batman!"

(End of this chapter)