"Don't shoot!" Gordon was the first to raise his hands and shouted, "We don't have weapons!" ”

"I know." Feng Bujue said as he casually rested the submachine gun in his hand on an operating table beside him, "But I have ......" Before the words fell, he took out three grenades from his coat pocket, "...... And there are. ”

"You...... What do you want to do......" Gordon's face turned white with fright, and his eyes stared directly at the grenade in Jue's hand.

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

"Ha......" Ruoyu on the side sighed deeply, but she didn't say anything and let Brother Jue continue to make trouble.

"Aha! I've got it! When Feng Bujue said this, he caught two grenades with both hands, and raised his index finger with the other hand, put it on the side of his face, and put on a look of inspiration.

And at the same time as he raised that finger, he actually threw the third grenade out.

"Oh! Oh, God! Gordon was so shocked that he flew forward and caught the grenade with a fielder's leap forward to catch the ball.

"You're pretty good, 'Director Gordon.'" Feng Bujue looked at Gordon lying on the ground and smiled, his words were obviously ironic, especially when he pronounced the words "Director Gordon".

"You madman!" Gordon was sweating profusely and looked up and shouted, "You're going to be blown up yourself!" ”

"But I'm alive and well now, aren't I?" Feng Bujue asked rhetorically.

With that, he put the two grenades in his hand back into his jacket pocket, and then pulled out the pearl-handled pistol.

"There are some things in this world that people can control." Brother Jue said, holding the pistol against his jaw, "Some can't." ”

Click――

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

At the moment of pulling the trigger, except for Ruoyu and Brother Jue himself, the people in the entire room trembled slightly.

"Hahaha......" Feng Bujue smiled and squatted down, looking at Gordon up close, "You must have thought just now...... Brains popping out, right? He paused, "That's right...... This is the gun you gave me, with only one bullet in it. ”

As he spoke, Brother Jue's gun was aimed at Gordon's eyebrows: "You think you are in control, you think I can't escape from that car......"

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

“…… Even if I got away with that car, I only had one bullet. Feng Bujue continued, "Under these conditions, I'm afraid two or three mobs will be able to clean me up...... Hehehe...... That's what you think, right? At this point, the muzzle of his gun was pointed forward a little more, "What kind of are you talking about everybody has a chance...... It's as if the world is equal, and anyone can be the god of Gotham ......"

Gordon was too frightened to speak, his whole body shaking like chaff, and his face was sweating profusely.

"But what are the facts?" Feng Bujue continued his remarks that distorted other people's three views, "All of them are in the artificial control...... The show...... Hehe...... It's too boring, isn't it? He laughed maniacally and pulled the trigger again.

The gun didn't go off, and the shot still didn't shoot a bullet. But Gordon had fainted with fright.

"Excuse me, little brother over there." Feng Bujue stood up, put away the pistol, and picked up the two charges again, "Help me connect to the big screen in the city." As he spoke, he turned back to Ruoyu and said, "Honey, can you put my headphones on?" ”

Ruoyu responded to Brother Jue with a cold look, this look changed from Harley. Quinn's smoky face came out, and it was terrifying: "Okay~ Little pudding......" She lengthened her voice, finished the sentence in a very reluctant tone, and stepped forward, took off the headphones from the unconscious Gordon's head with one hand, and buckled them on Brother Jue's head.

There's nothing wrong with their lines, and they fit well with the Joker and Hallie. Quinn's setting, but the way of expression, how to look at how to contradict ......

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?" After Feng Bujue put on his headphones, he saw that the staff member who was pointed at the gun still didn't move, just looked at him with frightened eyes, and he immediately became angry (pretended).

"Do as he says." Dr. Clipper spoke at this point. He sneered, still smoking, and looked very calm.

The staff member was afraid that he would be held accountable by the The_Bruce afterwards and would die even worse. As soon as he heard Clipper's words, he immediately turned around as if he had been granted amnesty, and connected to the big screens of the whole city.

"Uh...... You're standing facing the home screen. The staff member replied tremblingly.

"Thank you." Feng Bujue answered, and shot by the way.

However, he did not aim, but fired a few random shots under the man's seat, only to the other man to jump up in fright, sit down on the ground again, and curse hysterically.

At the same time, on all the "legitimate" screens of the whole Gotham there was a man in a long purple suit, with pale skin and a hoarse grin on his face.

Naturally, the citizens will recognize the image...... Every year, it is customary for The_Bruce to save the "clowns" for the last execution. Because the Joker is a special character, the horror he brings to people, as well as his influence, are incomparable to other villains.

"What's going on?" "Oh my God! He's in the Bat Castle! "First the plane of the bat god was shot down, then the clown sign in the sky, and now this ...... What the hell is going on? ”

The people began to talk a lot, and they were always like this, some praised, some criticized; Some people believe, some people question; Some people are firm, and some people are panicked.

"A lot of people think...... This is an equal world, and people who live in this world can have a qiē as long as they work hard. "The speech began," but in fact...... The world is hierarchical. This is true at any time, everywhere. As long as there are people, there is this established social structure. Take you for example...... You pathetic, ignorant, foolish...... Maggots struggling to survive in the cracks of tyranny live at the bottom of Gotham. He smiled, "You can go and thirst for a qiē, but that doesn't mean you can have it, you know why?" ”

Feng Bujue leaned his face closer to the camera, smiled cruelly, and spit out the answer buried in everyone's heart: "Because bats ......" RS