In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 179: Smile and smile (middle)


"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Everyone present heard their whispers, just like what these members of the owl court thought, if Alberto lied, after pressing the button, it would not be Haru who died, but someone else. Not only is there a one-in-tenth probability that it is you, everyone feels that this probability will not fall on you.

If Alberto hadn't lied and killed Haru, they wouldn't have lost anything, but they would have avoided the risk of detonating the bomb because Haru landed first.

Just like what they said, Haru, whose mask has been removed, will die sooner or later. Even if he doesn't die today, the godfather will not let him see the sun the next day.

I don't want to die!! I don't want to die! You can't press....... Cherry, are you crazy you want to kill me! You can't press!!! Haru started crying like hell, howling tears and snot His face was covered, and his fat body kept twisting.

Hey! Gordon stood up suddenly. He pointed the gun at the tall and thin man and said: You can't press it. Killing is against the law. I will arrest you.

Really, but Detective Schiller stood up and said: He just pressed a button at a far distance, and another person died, what evidence do you have to prove that he killed someone, what are you going to use as a murder button?

Please! Officer! Don't listen to them, help me!!! Haru screamed and cried.

Falcone said: Police officer, you can’t shoot directly without evidence, but you can ask him to identify himself in the name of the police, even if he doesn’t have a driver’s license or other identification documents, then he At least take off the mask.

The tall and thin man yelled: No! There is no such rule!! You can't reveal my identity!!!

Quick press, Cherry! Kill him! How do you know the next round his belly won't hit the ground and we'll all die!

Don't press it! I don't want to die! If you press it, you will also be ripped off the mask, and you and your family will all die.....

You can't press it, you know in your heart, this is killing people, I will arrest you!

Of course you can press! The detective doesn't have any evidence, and police rules don't work here...it's like a montage of cut-up messes where everyone is yelling their reasoning, and the lights come from It doesn't even take two seconds for one person's face to slide into another's charming face, and before one lens even has time to focus, it switches to the next one.

In the end, it was the clown who tapped the triangle iron frantically to stop the dispute.

Cheli was already sweating profusely, and Haru's face was even paler. Suddenly, that Haru said as if he had just thought of it: The first answer, the first answer is pointing to women! If you dare to let Cherry press the button , I'll press my button too!

No! A woman hanging in the air shouted: You are crazy! Cherry is my lover, I will let him kill you first, you fat pig idiot!

Haru... Please do me a favor, you are already dead, Falcone knows who you are, you clearly know that you are bound to die, why don't you want to contribute something to our survival? Wow and started to cry.

You are crazy! You bitch! Do you think Cherry is really a European nobleman! He is just a liar! A poor sailor! You are made for each other!!

If I die, I will take you to be buried with me! Haru yelled, spitting all over the place.

Court of owls shit! High councilor shit! I'm so fed up with a liar who made his fortune, a **** who made a living out of self-promotion, and you guys! You really think you're a big shot You never look down on me!

Haru seemed to have a complete mental breakdown, cursing loudly.

Celli began to tremble and said in a tearful voice: I can't do that, they will take off my mask, Falcone will kill me, and my family, I have a wife And boy, God! Help me!

Hearing Cheli's prayer, the priest below made a cross on his chest, but he didn't say anything.

Dangdang! Time is up! The clown knocked on the triangle, and said briskly: He didn't make a choice, so the default is not to press, okay, next one!

He intentionally bypassed the people next to him and walked up to the somewhat old figure. He said: It seems that you are their leader, so I will give you a privilege to choose first. Who to choose

The old man who was **** didn't seem to be flustered, his tone was very low, and he said: I will choose that professor.

The clown pretended not to hear, he knocked on the triangle iron hard, made a noise, and said: He said he chose Falcone...

I heard him pick me. Schiller stood up, the clown cursed, and he said angrily: Your clues have been used up, he can't...

Then I'll buy another ticket. Your tickets shouldn't be sold out, right? At least... Schiller glanced at the clown's suit pocket and said: You must still have one in your pocket. I saw it before.

The clown cursed and began to rummage through his pockets. After searching for a long time, he found a tattered note. He crumpled the note into a ball impatiently, and threw it at Schiller.

The note fell in mid-air, but somehow flew towards Schiller, who caught it.

The old man said: Even if you have no clues, I chose you just to make a deal with you, and I see the rules that you can shake the game.

But I'm sorry, there is no reason for an actor to leave midway, after all, I paid for the ticket.

I'm not out, I just want the rules to change.

Which part do you want to change

If you ask me a request, I can choose not to have a clue and instead you do me a favor. Let me talk about your request first, and then I will consider whether to answer or not.

I'm giving up the button in my hand, you take it away.

What Mr. Meng! Are you crazy? If you don’t have a button, what will you do when someone presses the button to kill you?

Schiller suddenly lowered his head, he laughed and said: It seems that you should be a member of the previous generation of owl court

I can only say that if it was your generation, this method might work, but you have already destroyed your foundation and chosen a wrong path.

Do you think that if you demonstrate the way out of this predicament first, they will follow you? If so, they will not be exposed.

Everyone understands the truth. If everyone throws away the button, the scene will be useless. No matter if it is the audience or the host, there is nothing they can do about you.

We are not killers, our purpose is not to kill people, we just want to watch a good show, if you refuse to perform in this way, we will not engage in massacres, because it is too inexcusable.

But unfortunately, these companions around you are no longer owls pursuing extreme darkness and chaos. .

They will not drop the button in their hands, they firmly believe that it is a weapon used to threaten others not to press the button.

Even if I tell them the answer now, they won't be willing to do it.

The old man sighed, and he said: It seems that everything is hopeless, I take back my choice, I want to choose... Batman,

When the word fell, countless spotlights focused on Batman again, and the clown leaned back and opened his mouth wide, showing a very surprised expression.

He quickly ran to the front of the stage, and then waved to the lighting engineer, so that the lighting engineer cast all the spotlights on him. He desperately made faces at Batman, but when he found that Batman ignored him, he rushed to the stage again. In the band, clumsily picked up a drum, moved to the center of the stage, rolled up his sleeves and began to beat.

After a lot of tossing, he found that Batman ignored him at all, but just stood there silently. The clown bent down in disappointment, and he said viciously: I should tie myself to it. In this way, I say I choose When he was Batman, he would definitely be very pleasantly surprised, and maybe even smiled.

At this time, in the eyes of the standing Batman, the time of the entire opera house began to condense, no matter on the stage or off the stage, everyone condensed into a scene of a drama, and everyone's expressions and movements were clearly visible . Falcone was talking to Father Daniel in a low voice. His face was full of years of grooves, but the eyes under the eyebrows were still full of sharp eyes.

Batman sees insanity from there, just as he has stood by his son's bed for countless nights, trying to kill this monster, he may have been driven insane.""

Sitting in the back row, Alberto is bowing his head in silence~IndoMTL.com~He is also crazy. He has faced his father’s deep malice and hatred for several nights like this, and until, he will A knife stabbed his biological father in the chest. The priest Daniel who talked to the godfather was also old, even older than Falcone. His white hair floated in the air under the light of the stage lights, but his eyes were full of kindness and peace.

But he may have gone crazy a long time ago. Any normal person would not think that there is a kind of faith that can save Gotham, but he still serves as a priest here, and he even became a good priest. But in Gotham, the better, the crazier.

The same goes for Sheriff Gordon. Maybe he seems to be the most normal person in Gotham, but he is a policeman, a real policeman, a good policeman with justice and conviction. In any part of the world, he would not be obtrusive, but if he just wanted to stay in Gotham, he would still be crazy.

And the professor... he's just crazy. The clown... is also crazy.

Batman stood in the middle of these crazy people, watching them freeze in motion, watching them freeze on the stage, and then the stage began to turn.

The stage turned faster and faster, light and shadow shuttled between them, turning into a crazy vortex, Batman stood in the center of the vortex, and was gradually swallowed.

He felt that he was going crazy too. He was convinced that he might indeed be mad. In the center of the rotating stage, Batman stretched out his palm, holding a crumpled note in his hand, which was the ticket he got and the clue he was going to read next.

But just now, when Batman opened it, he found that it was blank and nothing was written on it.


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