The clown looked at Shi Mo as if he had seen some rare treasure.

"You know what? Your eyes struck me with a familiar look. After the clown finished speaking, he then came to Shi Mo's side, as if he was not worried that Shi Mo would attack him, he approached Shi Mo's stiff neck, and gently said in his ear: "That's ...... The look in the eyes of the citizens of Gotham when they saw me. ”

Shi Mo's eyes widened, yes, everyone here doesn't understand the horror of the clown, only he understands.

So his attitude towards the clown is completely different from others.

You know, looking at a madman is not the same thing as looking into the eyes of a master of crime.

This is true even now.

Zhao Ziying's opinion of the clown goes without saying, in her eyes, this is a madman, a psychopath.

It is through this subtle attitude that the clown discovers his difference.

He's special.

In the eyes of the clown, the master of crime.

Like fireflies in the night.

It's so different.

The clown gently put a pistol inside Shi Mo.

"Now make a choice!"

"Goo-dong!"

Shi Mo looked at the clown and drowned a mouthful of saliva, the clown seemed to understand his doubts, he raised Shi Mo's hand, and then faced Zhao Ziying, but was removed by Shi Mo.

The clown smiled at Shi Mo, but the one in his hand was not slow.

He moved Shi Mo's hand holding the gun to the direction he wanted.

Shi Mo didn't break free this time, his strength was not as big as that of a clown.

"What do you want to do?" Shi Mo was scared, he yelled.

"Hehehe!"

The clown smiled proudly, he could see that Shi Mo finally had no choice.

People have a variety of personalities, and for some people, being angry does not mean that they are angry, but that they are afraid.

The more frightened this kind of person is, the more worried, and the more helpless he is, he will yell and use this method to build momentum for himself and give himself psychological hints.

Courage yourself in this way.

But in fact, he has long been at the end of his rope.

Unfortunately, Shi Mo is such a person.

"Shhhh Compared with Shi Mo, the clown is much more normal, he is like comforting a crying child, his index finger is on his lips and he shushs at Shi Mo, asking Shi Mo to whisper.

The clown deliberately whispered and said, "Don't shout, you see, there are so many people lying here, it's not good to make them noisy, let them sleep quietly."

Shameless.

It's so shameless.

Shi Mo glanced at the surrounding corpses, these were all killed by clowns.

He's a cat crying mouse now, and he's fake merciful.

"What the hell do you want?" Shi Mo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

“NO，NO，NO”

The clown said unhurriedly with his index finger.

"It's not what I want, it's entirely up to you."

The clown approached Shi Mo and whispered in his ear: "You see she is really beautiful, even the injury is so beautiful, you don't want her to die, right?"

"Don't, don't get excited, listen to me, hahaha, listen to me." The clown laughed, and while he laughed, he held down Shi Mo's imminent restless body, he seemed to like to see others excited.

This way of playing with others, the clown likes it.

"Let's play a game." The clown moved his head to Shi Mo's eyes and said.

"Don't you care about her very much? I can keep her from dying, or I can keep you from dying. ”

The clown said slowly, Shi Mo was a little moved, but tried his best to hide it.

It's a pity that this little movement can't hide the clown at all.

Shi Mo was deeply jealous of the clown in his heart, and he knew that he had aroused the interest of the other party.

It's good, it's bad.

The good thing is that he doesn't have to die for the time being.

The bad part is that he's going to enjoy the treatment of Batman.

Slowly being forced by the clown.

Persecution in various ways.

Mentally.

Physiologically.

Think of Harvey, the prosecutor in the movie who is full of positive energy.

Light?

Hehe.

Haven't you been forced into a two-faced person by a clown?

The clown made him start to fall.

Let him start blackening.

Let him despair.

Compared to death, what Shi Mo is really afraid of is actually this feeling that life is worse than death.

The most ironic thing is that Shi Mo knew that it was possible to live rather than die, but he didn't dare to die, not even suicide.

He was afraid of death.

I'm scared.

I'm scared.

At least, he didn't dare to kill himself.