Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

This voice is not absolutely hoarse, it falls in the eyes of some special people, they will find this voice very good, but for most people, when they see this weird face, they will never It feels fun.

This is the face of a clown. It is no different from the weird masks sold on the street. The only difference is that the scruffy guy in front of him is probably addicted to clowning. He turned his face into a clown's face.

For children, clowns mean joy, but for adults, clowns often mean something special, platinum, dark, and some chilling things hidden behind the joy.

The first work of British scientist Dickens in Pickwick Rumor is that there is a retired clown who destroys himself to bring laughter to others, but what Dickens wants to show is the kind of chaos and pain under the surface of that joy. The nature of disorder and fear, this kind of clown is called the scary clown.

In history, the earliest clowns must be poor people with certain disabilities: dwarfs, scars, ugly-looking people, and mentally retarded people.In fact, as far as its essence is concerned, the clown has been carrying a very heavy burden from the moment it was born. The appearance of this thing represents the dark side of human instinct.

Because the nature of clowns making people laugh is the difference between them and ordinary people, they give those who are physically able a sense of psychological superiority and take pleasure in laughing and playing with them.

However, clowns often have another explanation. For example, the image of the "Fool" in the Tarot card is a clown. Under the ugly and deformed surface, he is actually very wise, even far beyond the reach of ordinary human wisdom.

Therefore, the use of the joker contemporary number itself has a double meaning. Of course, these profound things have no meaning to the gangsters sitting in this hidden room.

In their eyes, the clown who walked into this room was just a freak who took their money.

"How dare you come!"

A grumpy black guy next to Wools slapped the table and stood up. He tried to take out the weapon from his pocket, but was pressed by Wools. This was from the reopened Aka more than half a year ago. The big guy who came out of the Mu’s lunatic asylum seemed to be a little wiser. He looked at the clown sitting across from the big thorns, and he let out a deep laugh.

"Hehe, I don't think you are an idiot. The person who can plan so many successful robberies will not be an idiot. Then, what are you doing here? I am curious."

Wools threw a fried chicken nugget into his mouth and rubbed the oil stains in his hands on the clown's clothes. He looked at him and lowered his voice.

"Are you here to die?"

"Hi, is this dress expensive for someone like me?"

The clown rolled his eyes, knocked out Woods' hand, then looked at the TV set in front of him, and showed a terrifying smile at the accounting boss Liu who was also looking at him. He relaxed. When I clicked my arms, the wrinkles on the face made the white paint look a little cracked and made this face even more terrifying.

"You know, your money, that's just a small joke between me and you all"

As soon as his words fell, Maloney laughed blankly. The most powerful gangster in Gotham sneered and said in a gentle voice that did not fit his identity.

"Subtract the jokes worth 3 million dollars that we recovered, Mr. Ha, don't you think we have more and more reasons to kill you now?"

This immediately won everyone’s approval. The impatient guy had already pulled out his weapon. This completely unfriendly state made the clown snorted coldly. He changed his posture, put his hands on the table in front of him, and supported him. With his chin, the eyes in the dark eye sockets left and right chairs,

"Okay, okay, let's get straight to the subject. Let us set the time back a year ago. The police and lawyers in this city dare not provoke any of you at all. They are afraid of you. I still have to Fal. Kony’s power to rule the entire city, you all want to be the second him, right?"

The clown smiled and pointed to Maloney. This malicious action made the smile on Maloney's face, who had always been "elegant" facing other people, gradually solidified. The clown said his greatest wish, but The present time is not the right time.

But the clown did not give him a chance to speak, but asked in a confused tone.

"But now"

He looked left and right pretendingly, and looked at the meeting room remodeled by the back kitchen of this restaurant. This was a bit too shabby for the 12 gangsters who ruled Gotham. Falcone was in There is a villa on Narrow Island that is more than twenty times larger than this conference room.

He spread his hands out like a confused person seeking an answer. With the paint on his face, he made this silent mockery become perceptible to everyone.

"What's the matter? Are you guys all gone? Huh?"

The doubt on his face turned into a touch of undisguised sarcasm, and he pointed to his heart.

"Look, guys like me can sit here and talk to you grandly!"

"Previously, I would be beaten by the fat when I approached you about 20 meters, and look at the time now!"

He raised his left hand and opened his sleeve to reveal the cheap, childish children's watch.

"At 1:43 in the afternoon in broad daylight."

The clown’s words silenced all the bigwigs. Of course, they understood what the clown was referring to. Even Liu on the TV began to listen to the clown’s "speech", even though these words sounded unbearable. Pick up the guy and kill him.

He snorted, clenched his left hand into a fist, and knocked hard on the table in front of him.

"Listen, I know why you have to cover up during the day, in this zinc where rats are too crowded, and open your group psychotherapy meeting. I also know why you are afraid to go out at night."

He spread his hands and made a flying gesture, then raised his fingers and put them to his mouth, lowering his voice, as if he was playing a game with these big guys.

"Batman, right? Batman made you appear in front of everyone in Gotham, that cowardly, ugly, and bullying prototype, ah, everyone, this is really unfortunate."

His eyes widened, like a wise man standing on the side watching the fire. He took a deep breath, his hands were like playing a piano, and he tapped nervously in Kong a few times.

"You are afraid that all the problems that he faces with you are, in the final analysis, the nosy and stubborn justice seeker, right?"

No one spoke. At this moment, the clown who seemed to be the master of the zinc coughed slightly, and pointed his finger at Liu on the TV.

"This thing called the "plan", you actually really believe in Harvey Dent, he does not have law enforcement power outside of Gotham, but Batman has no jurisdiction, I mean, Batman has no jurisdiction Range, he will find him eventually, even if he hides on the other side of the earth, he will force him to speak out!"

His fingers circled around everyone in the meeting, and finally clenched into fists, as if clinging to the answer to the riddle, his eyes curled up, and he smiled maliciously at the opposite Liu.

"Hey, the informant, I can tell at a glance."

Sitting on the plane, Liu, who was a long way from Gotham, even though he was separated from the TV, was covered by the clown’s malicious smile. He subconsciously reached out and turned off the TV, and disappeared on the TV screen in his face. At that moment, Wurz and Maloney looked at each other.

Yes, the clown said again, they have never really believed in Liu. He is different from the ethical Hofs. He is just a businessman. It is hard to say whether he will do it in the face of this huge amount of funds. There were some overstepping things, especially after he left Gotham Harvey Dent, local prosecutors have no law enforcement powers elsewhere, and the same goes for the Gotham Gang.

"So, tell me your suggestion, jker, let us listen to what do you think about this matter."

Wools pushed a glass of ice cubes in front of the clown. The big guy with a big back and a colorful shirt showed a sullen smile.

"Couldn't you be the kind of person who can only say but dare not act?"

"Oh, thank you for breaking, I start to like you, really, we can be friends!"

The clown unsuspectingly took a bite, turned his head and drank a big sip. He stroked his mouth boldly, and the paint was wiped and faded, but he didn't care at all. He raised a finger. Shook in front of everyone,

"It's very simple we killed him!"

"Who?"

Wools asked subconsciously, and was glared by the clown. The guy held his head and said with a look of lovelessness,

"Who else can it be? Please, have I said nothing? Of course it's Batman!"

There is a malicious smile on his face,

"We killed Batman and everything was solved {just a mortal, a bullet can kill him!"

The crowd froze for a moment, and then laughed in unison. They saw the confident expression on the clown's face. He said that he wanted to kill a chicken, not the frightening dark knight in Gotham.

Wools, who has always been confident in the clown, couldn’t help showing a headache. He looked at the clown and said playfully,

"If it's as simple as what you said, why don't you do it? You see, he has been in Gotham for more than a year. Isn't anyone trying to do this?"

Woolz's voice became darkened.

"Those who don’t try to kill him are either broken bones and locked up in jail, or are dead. Although the freak doesn’t kill, many people are happy to see us die. We are not welcome in this city. Isn't it?"

"So, I hope you can seriously consider what I said. I don't want to hear words like this kind of madman anymore. You can be bored. I hope you buy insurance."

The villains laughed again, but the clown did not laugh. He looked at Wools and said very seriously,

"No! I'm not crazy!"

"I am here in an upright manner, instead of wearing a hell mask, running out at night to play games with you, and I will not beat you when you do evil, let alone try to use my own power. To prove the hell justice, listen to me!"

The clown took a deep breath, pointed to his face, and said seriously,

"Excuse me, who is the real lunatic, me and him?"

"As for your question just now, I will say, hehe."

He laughed a few words, and shook that finger in the air, "What you are good at must not be done in vain!"

Wools' face changed several times, he asked,

"How much do you want?"

The clown also lowered his voice, "Half!"

"boom"

Wools felt that he was being tricked. He slapped his hands on the table, pushing the table aside in front of him, then drew his pistol and pointed it at the forehead of the clown.

"Damn! My patience is at its limit; half? I think your life is only a bullet. Do you think I'm right?"

"Hi, hi, d be quiet, calm down!"

The clown was not in a panic, facing the muzzle, he shook his hand, unzipped his clothes, stood up, and put a pull ring on his right thumb. I don’t know when he has put on a pull ring, which is connected to the pull ring. , There are 7 grenades fixed to the inner lining, just a gentle pull with his hand, as long as a bolt is pulled off, there will be no living people in this house.

"Md!"

"Damn it!"

Everyone panicked. They all drew out their weapons and aimed at the clown, but the guy still looked like a hippie smiling face. He took a bloody playing card from his pocket from his other hand and put it in In front of Wools,

"This is my contact method. If you want to solve this problem seriously, you have to contact me."

Wurz’s expression was gloomy, he slowly put down his gun, took the card in his hand, and whispered as the Joker retreated and left.

"Wait I won’t hire you to kill Batman directly, that’s stupid, but if you want to prove your strength, then I have a task for you. If you can prove your problem, let’s also It's not impossible to consider."

A twisted smile appeared on the clown’s face, and he bent over to make a funny etiquette.

"Then jker is here for you."

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