Thriller Paradise Chapter 576: Me, the clown (16)

Night, still going on...

At this moment, under the high platform of Bat Castle, a large number of people gathered again.

In the past, they only came here for one purpose, which was to worship. But tonight, they are here to ask for the killing.

"Hand over the bat!" "Kill the liar!" "Let him come out!" There were shouts from the crowd.

They are angry, they are passionate, they are impulsive, they are crazy.

It all... it all started with the smiley sign in the sky. That smile seemed to have a kind of magic power, planting rebellious emotions into everyone's heart. And Feng Bujue's excellent speech became the final catalyst.

"Sir, the situation is about to be out of control." On the high platform, a Robin hurried to Gordon's side and reported, "There are too many people surrounding the castle, and our troops are not enough..." He paused for a second, and the look on his face became weird, "They have not yet launched a frontal impact, but it is only a matter of time. Once they start to enter..."

"Well, you don't need to report these things specially." The_'s voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the Robin's narration.

The Robin was startled when he heard the sound. He turned his head hurriedly and found that The_ was standing two meters away from his side: "Yes... I'm sorry, sir, I didn't see you... …"

"I know." The_ said, "I'm experimenting with the optical camouflage feature of this suit." He stepped forward slowly, his tone calm, "It looks pretty good."

"You go back to your post first." Gordon didn't speak until then. Signaled the Robin to retreat. After the latter left, Gordon turned to face each other. "It seems... we underestimated the clown's inciting ability."

"Um... not all." The_ thoughtfully said, "In fact, the taste of this mob has changed... After so many years of show performance, they have gradually forgotten my true strength. These people have already Tired of the blood of those so-called super criminals... They want my blood."

"But we still have an absolute superior force in our hands." Gordon continued, "Those mobs do not have airships and armored vehicles, let alone heavy weapons..."

The_ replied: "Huh...advantageous force? A total of more than a thousand troops, among them...I don't know how many people...have already moved against me." He paused, "Although The population of this city has declined and reversed growth due to years of war, but there are still nearly a million people. The communicator was right just now. Our troops are simply not enough. Even if our people can be exchanged for one. Ten, or even one enemy with one hundred, is of no avail."

When Gordon heard this, a strange thought flashed in his mind, but he was still calm on the surface.

"Faith." The_ continued, "This is the strongest barrier. If their faith breaks down. Then they will tear me this "God" to pieces and recommend a new one-- Just like I did before." He snorted coldly, "Huh... In this game, the'Joker' has the upper hand. He is very powerful... and so powerful not only in his skill but also in his strategy. The courage and courage surprised me even more. However..." He then changed the subject. "...No matter how strong the victory is, there will still be variables that will be overturned before it becomes a real victory."

At this point, the scheming king of Gotham has come up with a countermeasure.

"Gordon..." The_ said, "I thought of a plan..." He looked at each other. "But you need your help."

Gordon's expression changed slightly, and after a little consideration, he replied: "Serve yourself. Master."

"You will replace me." The_ said.

"What!" Gordon's first reaction was—this is a trap, "No...how dare I..."

"Of course not to let you really replace me." The_ immediately answered, "I want you to pretend to be uprising and swear to overthrow me, and I... will act with you in a play..." He explained Said, "Anyway, those mobs don’t know what I really look like (according to the original comic book setting, The_’s face is already integrated with the bat mask, and he can’t take off the mask at all). We will find a substitute for the dead ghost and give him Put on the bat mask and throw it out."

Gordon listened to what the other party said, while thinking in his heart... In fact, he did have the thought of turning over. If possible, he didn't want to act, he wanted to throw the real The_ down and replace it as God of Gotham.

But... he still lacks that kind of courage after all, because he is not "Gordon". The real Director Gordon died more than half a century ago. This Gordon, who acts as The_'s number one minion, is actually a Robin...

He was the first Robin to follow. When he was thirty years old, he accepted Dr. Clipper’s "facelift" and transformed himself into the legendary "Director Gordon" and became a success. The prophet of the bat **** and the nominal chief executive of Gotham City.

"Okay...I will do it..." After Gordon made up his mind, he turned his head and said loudly to the two soldiers ten meters away, "You two, immediately prepare a specific position to approach the Bat God. And put him in a bat costume."

The two looked at each other, and after two seconds of hesitation, they replied in unison: "Yes! Sir."

After they left, Gordon walked to the edge of the high platform, turned on the headset, and began the last speech of his life: "My children! You are deceived!" He shouted, "I was also deceived. Now! The_ is a hypocritical god, this is a hypocritical game, a hypocritical game!" He exaggerated his tone as he yelled, "The_ is crazy, but don't worry, I have controlled the situation!" He opened his double pair. Arm, "Citizens of the bat, follow me! Support me! I have taken over the bat castle! I defeated The_!" He waved his arm, "Now... let me give the blood of the false god. To you...ah!"

His words came to an abrupt end here~IndoMTL.com~Because The_ has grabbed his waist from the back and raised him horizontally.

At this moment, Gordon understood...There was no "plan" at all, there was just a trap, a trap he could not see through.

"Gordon is hypocritical, a failed servant, and a liar." The_ is worthy of being a kingly man, his strategy is not poisonous, "Look... he is crazy, he covets I have been in my position for many years, and cheated in the ceremony, which deceived me. And now, he is talking nonsense...what he said replaced me."

"No! No! It was him...he made me..." Gordon tried to explain, but at this moment, his arm was secretly strengthened, crushing a section of Gordon’s spine, causing it to scream in pain. stand up.

"Look at this utter lunatic, he only has lies and rants." The_ continued, "I...your bat god, I will hand him over to you now...to judge."

Before the words were over, he threw the No. 2 figure of Gotham who had served him for many years... off the platform. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)