The Foreign Ministry's Standard Crisis Response Strategy

Screams, whistles, cheers, and applause erupted. The entire audience went wild, and a few people even pulled out masks painted with exaggerated clown faces and put them on.

"Joker!"

"Joker!"

"That's Joker for you! He makes what we can't do look easy! What an inspiration! What an idol!"

"Wow, wow, wow! Seeing this alone was worth the price of admission, even if I die!"

Most of the people who had come to watch the show were lawless types. To them, a man like Joker, who radiated chaos and madness, was a wildly popular celebrity.

"He actually came..."

"If this isn't love..."

"Get ready to make the arrest. Remember your gas masks. Joker loves using laughing gas."

The people lying in wait for Joker exchanged words as they prepared to act.

"Joker, are you here to make trouble?" Killer Croc looked down at him. "Or are you jealous that I managed to catch Batman? Is that what this is about? Give it up. I'm Gotham City's strongest, fiercest, toughest, most badass criminal! You're old news!"

Everyone present agreed that this was the first time they had heard Joker swear so viciously.

Joker pulled out a party popper and twisted it with both hands. A rocket shot toward Killer Croc.

"Huh?" Killer Croc leaped straight off the platform. The rocket hit the ceiling, scattering flames and debris.

Killer Croc lunged straight at Joker, only to take a purple perfume bottle to the face and pass out on the spot.

"...That's all it took to take him down?" The police officers present drew tranquilizer guns and various restraint devices, then fired at Joker.

"Hee-hee... You think numbers will help?" Joker gave a strange laugh. Killer Croc's eyes suddenly snapped open where he lay on the floor. His body swelled, and he let out