The Joker is a skinny man.

He wore short green curly hair and a dark purple suit with green shoulders and a white shirt underneath.

Of course, what is more concerning is his face.

It was an angular face smeared with a miserable white powder.

The deep wrinkles are clearly visible under the white powder, and the sunken eye sockets are smeared with a circle of pitch-black dust, combined with the huge area of the whites of the eyes, and the pupils that are almost shrunk into a black dot, giving people a chilling and strange feeling.

His lips were covered with a layer of scarlet paint, and the corners of his mouth stretched extremely long to the sides.

Upon closer inspection, it was revealed that underneath the layer of paint, there was an extremely deep scar between the upper and lower jaws—his mouth had been cut open.

If you continue to examine the scars at the corners of your mouth, you can see that the weirdness of the clown is more than that.

The front of his forehead, the front of his ears, his lips, and his neck were covered with a layer of rough needlework, and a layer of flesh could be detected along the side of the thread.

The clown's face, and his face, are two wholes.

More precisely, his face was cut off, and it was only by the help of a needle and thread that the skin was fixed on his face.

"I'm sorry to meet you under these circumstances."

The clown stood up suddenly, through the silky white gloves, stretched out his hand to adjust the position of his face, and said with a grin: "Actually, we should have met earlier, in Gotham."

It's just a pity that I have to find out where my face is, so I lost a little time. ”

"Huh,"

Li Angwan smiled, remembered the years in Gotham, and said indifferently: "Indeed, if you can meet Your Excellency in Gotham at that time, it should be very interesting." ”

"yes,"

The clown straightened up and said with some emotion: "Now, Your Excellency Leon, you are the Messiah, the Savior, and I am just a small worm whose face has to stick to his flesh and blood.

For you now, just one look is all it takes, and I'm afraid you can easily crush me into powder. ”

Leon smiled silently, his four-dimensional vision could clearly see that there was absolutely no trace of the existence of supernatural power on the Joker's body, in other words, this former Gotham crime king, was an ordinary human through and through.

What kind of great things can an ordinary criminal do, with his talent and wisdom?

In this regard, Li Ang is quite looking forward to it.

At this time, Konstantin did not hurry out of the darkness, and every time the warlock who had been transformed by the human body stepped forward, the rune circle that lit up on the ground shone a point.

Ghost Rider subconsciously transformed into a bone skeleton and ignited the hellfire, and the noisy flames spread across the floor, engulfing the Harley-Davidson parked not far away almost instantly.

This time, however, the Harley-Davidson was not infected by the Hellfire - the runes released by Konstantin were the first to surround the motorcycle, spreading a circular barrier on its surface to block the flames.

Johnny Fraser, or Ghost Rider, didn't have time to think about it, he pulled out his iron chain and threw it in the direction of Constantine.

The iron lock burning with raging fire was like a python viper, bending in a strange arc in mid-air, and rushed towards Konstantin's face door with lightning speed.

At this time, Konstantin, who came prepared, would not be as busy as before, and directly summoned a five-pointed star-shaped magic circle, suspended on the path of the iron lock.

A circle taken from the ritual of medieval witches, capable of directly summoning infernal demons (unlike ordinary demons, which can hardly be said to be self-conscious, they are more like primitive beasts that are ignorant and unconscious). ）

The five-pointed star circle flickered endlessly, and after an extremely brief delay, a giant pink octopus tentacle with a pungent sulfur smell emerged from the circle.

The giant tentacle unconsciously expanded and expanded, pushing the pile of discarded parts piled up on the ground directly, and the octopus suction cup on the inside of the tentacle would use a huge suction force to roll up those car parts stained with black oil, and slowly drag it towards the pentagram itself.

The direction of the chain was completely blocked by the tentacles, and the remaining momentum was unabated, pouring into the layers of thick flesh like a mud cow entering the sea, splashing rancid pus.

As soon as the pus touched the ground, it instantly corroded the concrete floor into a huge skeleton, and at the same time as bursts of scorched smoke, three or two fist-sized pink octopuses rose from the pus.

The newly-born little octopuses waved their tentacles and ran towards the dark corners of the repair shop at great speed, and before they could run a few steps, they were overtaken by the overwhelming hellfire, accompanied by a terrible "squeak", and completely exploded.

However, even the Hellfire wrapped around the chains can't do enough damage to the Great Tentacles themselves - no matter how much the fire burns, new pieces of flesh will immediately grow into the tentacles' wounds to fill the gap.

Under the influence of each other, the chain of the Evil Ghost Rider continued to sink into the tentacles, forcing the latter to wave his palm, cut off part of the iron lock, and cut off his tail to survive.

"Enough, Frazier, you stinky boy, can you give your guests a little respect? I'm going to lock you up if you're like this! ”

The Joker reprimanded the bear child in the tone of his parents, and the Ghost Rider seemed to sense the restraint of the evil creatures of hell against him, silently put away the chains, and stood in place.

Konstantin grinned, stretched out his hand, and adjusted the position of the circle, causing the octopus tentacles to shrink and flatten, and finally converge into long strips, sticking to the walls, floors, and ceilings of the auto repair shop, forming a natural barrier.

In this environment, even Ghost Rider can't escape.

Catching turtles in the urn, the situation is very good.

"Then, Your Excellency Leon,"

The clown pulled the collar of the suit, tucked the white silk gloves into the pocket of the purple suit, spread the suit to the sides, and said with a nonchalant smile: "How can you, a big man who saves the earth at every turn, pay attention to a pawn like me and Johnny?"

You should be busy dealing with the alien coalition right now, right? ”

"First of all, you're definitely not a pawn, and your mind is more important than your supernatural strength."

Leon looked at the Gotham crime king with great interest, and said indifferently: "Secondly, my talent, or talent, is to be able to see through the clues on the surface of things, find their inner connections, and finally organize these clues and point to the only and definite truth.

In my opinion, you, Ghost Rider Johnny Blazer, and the forces of Hell standing behind you are all important links in the alien coalition's invasion of Earth. ”