"Look, what do I see? Oh ~ a madman......"

Sitting lazily on a chair in the center of the prison cell with his legs crossed, the clown squinted at the figure standing at the door with his back to the light, the glare shining from outside the door made him unable to see the person's appearance, but the clown never looked at people by looks, he preferred to dissect the soul of the person he was interested in, and the person in front of him really looked like it!

The room was dark, the corners of Yang Qingyi's mouth curled, and he groped on the wall next to the iron door for a while, and after touching a switch, he 'snapped', and the darkness in the cell was dispelled by a faint yellow light.

"Hey, don't you ever say a word before you turn on the light?" The clown's squinting eyes had to be closed, and the long darkness made it a little difficult for the clown to accept the sudden light, "Did anyone say you guys are annoying." ”

"Then all I can say is I'm very sorry, Mr. Clown." Yang Qingyi walked up to the clown, patted the clown on the shoulder and said softly, "You know, I made a lot of effort to find you here, but you said I was a crazy person, which is really sad." ”

"Oh, is it? Do you expect me to weep before you as a token of gratitude? Mr. Maniac, your hobbies look questionable. After gradually getting used to the light, the clown opened his eyes, and he was greeted by a young man wearing a long windbreaker with a brown stand-up collar, and a soft smile bloomed on his face, but this smile looked at the clown's eyes How to look at it, very problematic.

"A real madman who is feared by everyone is called a madman, should I be happy or sad, Mr. Clown?" Yang Qingyi took out an automatic pistol from his pocket and handed it to the clown, and then stuffed it into the clown's hand without saying a word.

"Mr. Madman, are you encouraging me to escape from prison?" The clown put the automatic pistol in front of his eyes and looked at it, his pale face and bright red lips twisted together, and after playing with the gun, the clown suddenly stood up, and the muzzle of the black hole hole was against Yang Qingyi's forehead without hesitation.

"I prefer you to call me by my name, Israfael, Mr. Clown......" Yang Qingyi was unaware of the muzzle of the gun that was close at hand, and he still reached out to straighten the slightly wrinkled collar on the clown's floral shirt, "As for my behavior?" Don't you think the word jailbreak is too ugly to hear? I think the food here must not be good, and ......" approached the clown with the muzzle of the gun, Yang Qingyi sniffed carefully, and then frowned and covered his nose and retreated, "I don't know how many days you haven't taken a bath, this dress is really time to change." ”

Watching Yang Qingyi's series of actions, the clown suddenly put away his gun and laughed, and the shrill laughter was harsh and ugly, rippling back and forth in this small prison cell.

After laughing for a while, the clown suddenly stopped laughing and sat down on the chair, cocking Erlang's legs and posing as a hanger, "If I really wanted to go out, I would have gone out earlier, but it was too boring." The mad bat has also retired, and there is no fun going out, and the fat warden hasn't brought me food for three days. ”

"It's only been three days? No wonder you're still so alive. Mr. Clown, your food is all coming down from this conveyor track. "Yang Qingyi walked to the right side of the prison cell, there was a square opening in the wall, and when you looked inside, you could see a conveyor track, and then there was a metal baffle, it seemed that the clown's food was passed down from here." There was a riot in the prison two months ago, and now it's a mess, and of course the crazy bat Mr. Batman you care about the most has also reappeared, but it doesn't seem to be doing very well now. ”

"Two months ago?" The clown was stunned, "No wonder I've been eating biscuits and mineral water for the last two months, which are pre-programmed automatic food, I thought the fat man did it on purpose." Speaking of this, the clown's expression changed, and a terrifying smile bloomed on his cheeks, and the bright red corners of his mouth on both sides were raised high, "Crazy...... Oh no, Mr. Raphael, can you tell me what's going on out there right now? ”

"Happily, to put it simply: Mr. Batman's former master's daughter has brought her lover to take revenge on Mr. Batman, and their goal is to blow up Gotham City with something similar to a nuclear bomb. Now almost all the police in Gotham City are trapped in the sewers, and the whole city has been ruled by criminals who were once imprisoned in the Black Gate Prison, as for Mr. Batman, you care about him, he is probably struggling in a cave prison somewhere. ”

Yang Qingyi didn't say in detail, just a general idea, but this was enough, the smile on the clown's face became even brighter, he put away the automatic pistol and stood up from the chair, straightened his clothes and pants, and walked towards the door, "Thank you for the information Mr. Raphael, I can't wait to go out and see my old friend now!" ”

"Don't you want to know why I came to save you?" Yang Qingyi easily sat down on the chair where the clown had sit, there was still some sour smell on it, and it was really rare that Mr. Clown could endure not taking a bath for a long time.

"Aren't you a loving rescuer?" The clown turned around and looked at Yang Qingyi with a puzzled expression.

"Of course not." Yang Qingyi crossed Erlang's legs, "You say I'm crazy, can a madman become such a glorious and holy person?" Have you ever seen a caring rescuer carry a gun with him? ”

"Oh no, I prefer to call it a reasonable and healthy aid." The clown patted his trouser pocket with an automatic pistol, "As for your reasons?" I'll probably have time to listen to it the next time we meet. After saying that, the clown left without looking back, and the maniacal laughter echoed and vibrated in the aisle for a long time.

"It's a nuisance." Yang Qingyi scratched his head, but there was a smile on his face, "Now that Batman is still in the Cave Prison, and Talia is still pretending to be a good baby, there is no doubt that the Joker will be the protagonist for the next period of time." Well, it's time for me to move on to my next step. ”

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The sky outside the Black Gate Prison had just come to report for duty at night, and the cold north wind mixed with the slightest chill was blowing the dry branches on both sides of the road. The clown stood by the street, looking at the almost dark street, the cold wind made him shiver slightly, after all, Mr. Clown only had a shirt and a pair of pants at this time, but he was no different from Yang Qingyi who had just arrived.

"It's surprisingly quiet." The clown shrunk his neck in the cold wind, and at this moment, there was a conversation in the darkness in the distance, and it seemed that many people were slowly walking towards this side.

"Oh, here comes my clothes." The clown leaned over happily, and under the only street lamp on the street, the clown was very satisfied to see a group of people on the other side.

Three men and two women, the clothes on the women's bodies are left alone, two of the three men are wearing leather jackets, and the remaining one is a long trench coat, which looks very warm and makes the clown's eyes shine.

"Good evening, gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, can you still have money for your clothes...... Lend me this poor man who has just been released from prison? ”

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