"I represent the law of the city and am the number one person in the Supreme Court of Arbitration."

"Joker, I don't care who is hiding behind your mask, I promise you'll regret it."

After the middle-aged man said this, the light and shadow in his body gradually dissipated.

He disappeared from the corpse.

The clown didn't realize it, hummed a song softly, and walked to the corner of the bank.

There's a map of the city.

"Dangdang, I've found it."

The Joker dabbled his hand in blood on the ground and swiped it in the corner of the map.

That's the address of the Supreme Court of Arbitration in Sin City.

"Blood debts are always paid in blood - although this is not my personal debt, I have to work hard now."

The clown muttered to himself, raised his hand, and looked at the sin clock.

Seven minutes had passed again.

A line of small gray letters then appeared in the void:

"Based on your performance, you're in the eighth minute."

"You can choose to exchange for seven different supernatural abilities, which are exactly the same level as the Joker Mask."

"You can also choose to redeem these seven minutes at once to get a stronger certain ability."

"Please select."

The clown groaned slightly.

The strongest man in this world is three times stronger than him, and his time is only twelve hours.

He is not Zhang Yinghao.

A guy like Zhang Yinghao can use every prop and power to the extreme, in order to kill the enemy.

That's the killer's style of doing things.

- And according to their own way of fighting, it is actually more suitable to solve the problem by means that others cannot predict.

When the clown thinks of this, he has a clear choice in his heart.

"I choose to redeem it for seven minutes at a time to gain some kind of stronger power."

He looked at the sin clock and said silently in his heart.

As he made his selection, lines of new small gray letters appeared:

"Combined with your personal traits, the sin clock gives you a second transcendent power:"

"A wonderful echo of art."

……

Night.

On the bell tower opposite the Supreme Court of Arbitration.

The clown stands still.

In the corner behind him, several good-looking women sat there, eating and drinking slowly.

"You don't have to follow me." The clown said without replying.

A woman said: "There is no way, we have been involved in the disputes of several big people, and there is no reason to be spared." ”

Another woman said: "I'm just an ordinary bank clerk, I should have died just now, but I didn't expect to witness the crimes of the big people - if I leave you, I will soon be found and killed." ”

The clown did not speak.

He was just in the night, gazing at the magnificent building.

Several women glanced at each other.

A beautiful woman said timidly: "Sir, why don't you take us away and fly high, with your strength, you will definitely be able to escape from the jurisdiction of the Court of Arbitration and start a new life." ”

"Run?"

The Joker repeated.

He came back to his senses, cleared his throat, and said, "Who of you knows what the Court of Arbitration does?" ”

"You don't even know that?" A woman was surprised.

"I wonder if I'll have the pleasure of listening to you?" The clown made a gesture of please.

For some reason, the woman looked at the clown's style, and an unprecedented feeling rose in her heart.

She took a deep breath and said, "The Court of Arbitration, the Parliament, and the army are the three most powerful forces in this city, they are above the common people, and in this era of the apocalypse, they have the right to kill and kill, and they often fight each other, and they never care about the life and death of our ordinary people. ”

The baton in the clown's hand was beaten.

"I see that you also have some supernatural powers, why don't you join these three forces?"

The girls smiled wryly.

"My ability is just that the calculation speed is very fast, and it can't meet their combat power requirements."

"My supernatural strength is soft and boneless, but I am afraid of blood, and I don't meet their warrior standards."

“……”

The girls chattered, and soon changed their tune again.

"Sir, you have offended the big man of the Court of Arbitration, so you should run away with us."

"Rest assured, we'll listen to you."

"As long as you take us alive."

The clown listened, silently watching the girls.

From a pair of eyes, he saw the instinct to survive.

The clown coughed lightly and asked:

"The enemy is too strong?"

The girls nodded their heads.

The clown clapped his hands and said happily, "Great, I have a brother who taught me how to deal with such a situation." ”

"How?" A girl asked boldly.

The clown said, "In the face of an enemy stronger than you, you just don't give him a chance." ”

The clown took out a baton, tapped it lightly on the stone bricks, and spoke in a rambling voice:

"This scene reminds me of some lines, allow me to pay homage to my past experiences-"

"There are too many people in this world who don't have masks and hide themselves in other ways; And I put on a mask to open my soul and become who I really are. ”

"In this sinful city, I should make my voice heard."

"That's—"

The clown pointed his baton at the Court of Arbitration.

Rumble!!!

Black smoke and flames rose into the sky.

The violent explosion was deafening.

The earth shook constantly.

Strong winds howled.

"All sins in the world should be destroyed, this is the rule of the law of cause and effect, and it is also the echo that I give."

"—a beautiful artistic echo!"

"Hahahaha!"

The clown laughed maniacally.

The watch in his hand spun wildly.

The majestic Court of Arbitration collapsed and came to naught.

A figure stumbled out of the rubble and was about to flee, but was caught by the clown and taken directly back to the bell tower.

Boom!

The figure was thrown down in the air and struggled desperately on the ground.

The clown fell, held the other party's face, and said softly: "Mr. Chief Justice, I think from this moment on, you can step down from those positions and go to the Yellow Spring to relax." ”

The man on the ground had a bleeding head, lost a hand in the explosion, and gasped: "Let go...... Leave me alone, I'm—"

"He's my man."

In the sky, a majestic male voice sounded.

The clown looked up.

I saw an old man with a white beard, dressed in a formal suit, standing in mid-air with a solemn expression.

"Who are you?" The clown asked quietly.

- Triple times.

The old man's strength was three times that of him.

The clown quickly measured the tide of battle in his heart.

The old man looked down and said lightly, "I am the administrator here, a subordinate of Lord Waiter, and you are trying to kill my son." ”

The clown stood up and snapped his fingers.

A long hook emerged from the void and landed on the chief justice's neck.

"Be clear." The clown said.

The corner of the old man's mouth showed a hint of mockery, and said, "You still don't understand? Have you ever thought about the consequences of your trials in my territory, and now that you dare to touch my son? ”

"Let my son go, then be honest and do what you have to do."

"Remember, this is not the place for you to be presumptuous."

The clown didn't move.

The old man frowned, and was about to say something more.

The clown suddenly jumped to his feet, stood to the left of the Chief Justice, and shouted, "I'm sorry, the man you're trying to kill, it's my mount—oh no, you're going to kill him?" Well, he's my disciple - oh no, you're still insisting on killing him? I'll be honest, he's my godson. ”

After he finished saying these lines, he jumped to the right side of the chief justice, made a look of surprise and fear, and cowered and said: "It turns out that they are all their own people, it is a misunderstanding, okay, you can take him away." ”

"Farewell."

"Farewell."

After this play, the clown crouched down in front of the justice, holding the long hook.

"Look."

The clown chuckled.

A long hook wave.

He cut off the head of the chief justice and held it up in his hand.

"Giggles, you think I'm going to let your son go?"

The clown squealed.

"That ending is too boring, now, I'll give you an even darker ending."

The clown showed off his head to the old man in the air, and couldn't help laughing:

"Giggles, no surprise? Surprised? ”

As these words fell, the minute and second hands on the "guilty clock" turned wildly!

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