"What are you?"

It was a question that all three madmen in the room wanted to ask, but only Greenwood asked it.

The person in front of him was wearing a purple suit, somewhat tight, with pale skin and severe dark circles.

Seriously, this guy feels even weirder than they are.

"Me, oh~" Jerome waved his hand, looking disgusted, "I'm not a great person, there's only one thing you need to know." ”

Jerome's face was distorted by the Clown pretend, which had been painted by the mad chef himself, and a sinister smile appeared.

"Then all listen to me, or you will die immediately."

"Hey! There are three of us! You only have one! The little rapist shouted.

"Bang!"

A shot rang out in the air, and the little man's head exploded on the spot, half of his face was directly blasted open by the impact, and the brains mixed with a part of the skull splashed on the faces of the two.

"Puff"

Greenwood and the big man were all silent.

The scraps of flesh and brains on their faces gave both men enough reason to believe that they should be a little cowardly.

"Didu Didu~"

Just when the atmosphere on both sides was quite good, a very annoying siren sounded.

More than a dozen police cars stopped in front of several people.

"Don't worry, they don't dare to take a taxi, hehe, shoot them!" Jerome licked his lips and pulled out a submachine gun.

That's right.

It was a submachine gun that the mad chef didn't know where to go, and Jerome did pull it out, straight out of his trouser leg.

A shootout broke out.

The Gotham Police Department really didn't dare to hit the school bus in the back.

In this state, which is full of gasoline, as long as the bullets and the floor rub a little spark, the cheerleading girls in this car will die en masse in an instant.

But they overlooked one thing.

Jerome might want to play with them, but Crazy Chef isn't interested.

He was lying on the roof right now.

Tabitha behind her has been tied up with a professional tortoiseshell.

The mad kitchen is on the edge of the roof.

Very interested looking at everything that was happening downstairs.

"An onion has a layer of skin, and one layer is missing, and another layer is peeled off."

While singing a song that is completely out of tune and difficult to listen to, his feet are also swinging around the edges.

"What is your purpose?"

"What, are you asking me?"

The crazy chef turned his head, showed a very debauched smile, and said, "Ahahaha, why do you have so many reasons, I'm just because I'm happy!" ”

Tabitha's face was very unsightly.

"Maniac."

If you want to say that the production of various villains in Gotham, they actually have their own special motives.

Penguin people are for rights and dignity.

The Riddler is meant to make his presence a little stronger, or it can also be for dignity.

The Joker's motivation is to have fun, and of course, most of the obsession is for Batman or Bruce Wayne.

That's the problem.

What do the two rare one-in-one villains of Rason and Crazy Kitchen want?

Luo Sheng's crime was actually partly forced by the environment, and partly, in fact, he also felt that killing people was quite interesting in his heart.

It's just that this person has been deceiving himself.

It wasn't until Misha died that Luo Sheng completely broke out, and indulged himself into a complete pervert.

And what about Crazy Kitchen.

He actually bears some resemblance to the Joker.

If the Joker does things to be happy and Bruce, then his purpose is to be happy and Rason's main personality.

Mad Cook stroked the sniper rifle.

"Ahahahaha, you said that your brother went to great lengths to destroy Gotham, didn't he get bored."

"You don't understand." Tabitha said lightly.

Crazy Chef really doesn't understand.

He had little interest in ruining Gotham.

His only interest is to make something big, and then make Luo Sheng startled, and finally laugh at him!

"Quack! The more I think about it, the happier I get! ”

Laughing and laughing.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet burst out and slammed into the floor at a very good angle.

"Boom!"

Just a small spark ignited the entire school bus in an instant, and then burned into the inside of the school bus through the spreading gasoline.

"Ahhhh

'Help'!"

Screams erupted from the school bus, and Gordon and the other cops all froze at the scene.

"These bastards! Kill them all! Gordon roared.

Hearing this, all the police officers present couldn't bear it.

This time the operation was completely controlled by Gordon, and since the leaders had given orders, there was no need for them to continue to endure it.

"Aha! It worked! Walk! ”

Jerome shot at everyone with his submachine gun, laughed and rushed to the oil truck, and drove away, completely ignoring the other people present.

And at this time.

Mad Chef had already pointed his submachine gun at Gordon upstairs.

This is one of the most troublesome characters in all of Gotham City that Batman did not grow up.

If you can kill it now, it will definitely do you no harm.

"Bang!"

The bullet hit the ground a meter away from Gordon, and the crazy chef puffed out his bun face.

His marksmanship doesn't seem to be as good as Rason's.

Unlike the previous two aiming items, Gordon is always on the move, so it is difficult for Crazy Kitchen to aim.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two more shots in a row, and Gordon also noticed this and quickly hid behind a certain police car.

"There are snipers! All on alert! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, another shot.

A policeman's head in front of Gordon exploded.

When everyone found out about this, they no longer dared to attack Jerome, and they all found cover to hide and prevent being shot.

On the rooftop.

Crazy Chef finally shot a shot, happy like a 1.8 meter fool.

I was about to shoot again, but I found something very embarrassing, the bullet was gone, and my whole face suddenly collapsed, and I looked at Tabitha behind me.

"Ahhhh Why don't you bring a few hundred more rounds of ammunition and it's gone so soon! ”

"What's wrong with you! What am I doing with so many bullets! Tabitha scolded very unhappily.

The crazy chef puffed out his bun face and looked at Tabitha for a moment.

Squatted down and slowly approached.

"What are you going to do! Don't come here! Yes!! ”

A woman's screams rang from the rooftop.

A minute later.

Tabitha's eyes were already full of anger, and looking at the crazy chef's eyes was no longer just as simple as wanting to kill, but there was a feeling of wanting to split the other party's body.

"Hey, hey, you look better now."

Crazy Chef nodded with great satisfaction.

I saw that Tabitha's original cool ponytail was gone, and instead of three braids that looked silly.

Even because of her long hair, the crazy cook tied a bow on a whim.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Ahaha." The crazy chef smiled arrogantly, "That's also for the future, as for now, it's time to go!" ”