Thriller Paradise Chapter 572: Me, the clown (12)

"Don't shoot!" Gordon was the first to raise his hands and exclaimed, "We have no weapons!"

"I know." Feng Bujue said as he put the submachine gun in his hand casually on a console next to him, "but I have..." before the words fell, he slipped from his pocket He took out three grenades, "...and some are."

"You...what do you want to do..." Gordon's face paled in shock, his eyes fixed on the grenade in Jue's hand.

"Yeah...what do I want to do..." Feng Bujue repeated the other party's words, and then threw three grenades between his hands like a juggling, ""

"Ha..." Ruo Yu sighed deeply, but she didn't say anything, letting Brother Jue continue the trouble.

"Aha! I thought about it!" When Feng Bujue said this, he caught two grenade with both hands, and put his index finger up in the other hand, placing it on the side of his face, showing a clever gesture.

The moment he raised that finger, he actually threw the third grenade along the way.

"Oh! God!" Gordon was shocked when he saw this. He immediately flew forward and caught the grenade with a forward jump to catch the ball from an outfielder.

"Good skill,'Chief Gordon'." Feng Bujue looked at Gordon who was lying on the ground and smiled. There was a clear irony in his words, especially when he read "Chief Gordon." When these four words.

"You lunatic!" Gordon was sweating profusely and raised his head and shouted, "You will also be blown to death!"

"But I am living well now, am I not?" Feng Bujue asked back.

After that, he put the two grenade in his hand back into his jacket pocket. Then he took out the pistol with the pearl handle.

"There are some things in this world that people can control." Brother Jue said. I pressed the pistol against my chin, "Some can't."

Crack——

He squeezed the trigger without hesitation, with a clown's signature smile on his face.

At the moment when the trigger was pulled, everyone in the room trembled, except for Ruoyu and Jue.

"Hahaha..." Feng Bujue squatted down with a smile, and looked at Gordon up close. "You must have thought that... there would be brains exploding, right?" He paused, "Yes... …This is the gun you gave me. There is only one bullet in it."

While speaking, Jue's gun was aimed at Gordon's eyebrows: "You think that everything is under control, you think I can't escape that car..."

"No...Don't..." Gordon had begun to beg for mercy, because he really didn't know what the crazy man in front of him would do.

"...Even if I got out of the car by chance, I only have one bullet." Feng Bujue continued, "Under these conditions, two or three mobs might be able to clean up me... …Ha ha ha... Do you think that's roughly what you think?" At this point. His muzzle pointed forward again, "What **** you are talking about that everyone has a chance... As if the world is equal, everyone can become the **** of Gotham..."

Gordon was so scared that he couldn't speak, his whole body was shaking like chaff, his face was sweaty.

"But what is the truth?" Feng Bujue continued his remarks that distort the three views of others, "Everything is under artificial control...this show...hehe...is it too boring? "He laughed wildly. Pulled the trigger again.

The gun did not fire, and the gun still did not fire a bullet. But Gordon fainted with fright.

"Excuse me, brother over there." Feng Bujue stood up, put away his pistol, and picked up the two charge again. "Help me connect to the big screens of the whole city." He said, turning around to face Ruo Yu. "My dear, can you put on the headphones for me?"

Ruo Yu responded to Brother Jue with cold eyes. This expression was shown on Harley Quinn’s smoky makeup face, which was terrifying: "Okay~ Little Pudding..." She stretched out the voice. , Finished the sentence in a very reluctant tone, walked forward, freed his hand, took off the earphones from the unconscious Gordon's head, and buckled it on Brother Jue's head.

There is nothing wrong with their lines, they are in line with the settings of the clown and Harley Quinn, but the way of expression, how to look and how to violate...

"Can't you understand what I'm talking about?" After Feng Bujue put on his headphones, he saw that the staff member pointed at by the gun was still motionless. He just looked at himself with horrified eyes, and he suddenly became angry. (Installed).

"Do as he said." Dr. Clipper spoke at this moment. He sneered, still smoking, looking calm.

The staff member was afraid of being held accountable by The_ afterwards, and he would die even worse. Hearing what Clipper said, he immediately turned around like an amnesty, and received the video signal from the room on the big screens all over the city.

"Uh...you just need to stand facing the main screen." The staff member said tremblingly.

"Thank you." Feng Bujue replied and fired by the way.

However, he didn't aim, just fired a few random shots under the person's seat. As a result, the other person jumped up and sat down again, yelling hysterically.

At the same time, on all the "legal" screens in Gotham, a man in a long purple suit with pale skin and a hoarse grin appeared on his face.

Citizens naturally recognize to find an image...Every year, The_ will save the "clown" until the final execution, this is a common practice. Because the clown is a special character~IndoMTL.com~ The horror he brings to people and his influence are unmatched by other villains.

"What's going on?" "Oh my God! He's in the Bat Castle!" "First the plane of the God of Bat was shot down, then the clown sign in the sky, and now it's this again...what happened? ?"

People began to talk about it. They are always like this. Some praise, some criticize; some believe, some doubt; some are firm, some panic.

"Many people think...this is an equal world. People living in this world can have everything if they work hard." Feng Bujue's speech began, "But in fact...this world It’s hierarchical. It’s the same in any age and anywhere. As long as there are people, there is this established social structure. Take you...you sad, ignorant, stupid... The maggots struggling to survive in the cracks of tyranny live in the bottom of Gotham." He smiled, "You can hungry for everything, but that doesn't mean you can have it. Do you know why?"

Feng Bujue brought his face close to the camera, grinned, and spit out the answer buried in everyone's heart: "Because of the bat..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start () Recommended tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)