American comics: My family was killed, and I turned into a clown!

Tony Stark returned to his residence. This conversation completely overturned his cognition.

What multiverse, what timeline, and time travel to the future.

These things have completely made Tony Stark's head swell.

Tony Stark, sitting in front of the computer, connected the hard drive given to him by Zhao Qian to the computer.

The remaining artificial intelligence Friday in the hard drive also instantly entered Tony Stark's internal control terminal.

Tony Stark browsed the files Zhao Qian gave him.

He was also very surprised that the manufacturing preferences and special markings of the drawings were all his own.

While Tony Stark was still thinking slowly.

Artificial intelligence Friday had already invaded into Tony Stark's fully automatic manufacturing workshop.

All the internal core information was exposed to the eyes of artificial intelligence Friday.

Zhao Qian's mobile phone made a beeping sound.

He picked it up and saw that it was data information sent by Friday.

Zhao Qian smiled and walked into his room, modified the anti-Hulk armor, and used Tony Stark's fully automatic production workshop to distribute and produce it.

"It only takes three days to manufacture. Not bad, I have an extra layer of security."

The ability of the anti-Hulk armor is currently the most practical, especially the blueprint modified by the future Tony Stark.

【As the riots caused by mutants have spread to the entire city, please do not go out at night. 】

The TV in front of the sofa interrupted the special news.

This means that Kingpin has begun to use his mutant power potion to swallow up other underground places.

"Not bad, not bad, the chaos has begun, especially now! My crazy Jerome is also preparing a big surprise for the city!"...

Jerome, who escaped from the public eye, became more and more excited. The crazy swagger was just the element for him and his brother to swear that they would return.

Jerome came to a small alley and slowly entered.

Not long after, Jerome walked out of the alley and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand. He drew a smile on his face.

Then, a large number of thugs with sticks followed him out of the alley with fanatical eyes. Jerome glanced at the bank next to him and his eyes moved slightly.

He walked to the bank as if nothing had happened.

""Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

Jerome raised his head and smiled at the security guard.

The smile on Jerome's face made the security guard step back subconsciously. Just as he was about to speak, a sharp knife came out from behind him and cut the security guard's throat.

Jerome waved his hand and went into the bank hall. He raised his hand and accurately solved all the security guards in two moves.

Then he crouched down and started making bombs.

The other fanatical gangsters began to collect money.

Jerome ignored it and continued to make makeshift bombs.

He tied the bombs to one hostage after another.

Then he began to wait.

He was waiting for someone to appear.

The police did not come, but an individual who looked exactly like Jerome appeared at the door.

Jerome is here.

"Oh? Are you my dear brother?"

Jerome's tone was gentle, compassionate, and even mixed with longing.

"Who says it isn't?"

Jerome stood up and rushed towards Jerome, and the two hugged each other.

It was like two brothers who hadn't seen each other for a long time, hugging each other with great excitement.

"You are alive!"

Puff!

There was a sound of a knife cutting into flesh.

Jerome lowered his head slightly, looking at his chest in disbelief.

A dagger had been inserted into his chest by Jerome.

"Why are you alive!"

"This city only needs me to exist!"

Jerome pulled out the dagger and inserted it into Jerome's body again and then pulled it out.

Snap!

Jerome covered his chest in pain.

He half-knelt on the ground in pain, tears began to flow from his eyes

"Brother, I am your younger brother."

Jerome lifted Jerome's chin and then pushed him to the ground.

Bang!!!

A figure broke through the window in a black bat suit. Bruce Wayne is here!

Batman saw the Joker killing someone.

He immediately raised his hand and started to attack.

Jerome also sensed something and fought with Batman.

As the two fought, a laugh came from the door of the bank.

Jerome, who had fallen in a pool of blood, stood at the door of the bank without knowing when.

With a signature smile on his face

"Sorry, brother, I was just pretending. I don't miss you at all. I want to celebrate my resurrection for this city. Please go to hell!"

Batman was confused.

""Two clowns?"

Hearing Jerome's words, Jerome felt something was wrong and quickly retreated to the back of Batman.

Bang! All the bombs on the hostages exploded, and huge flames enveloped the entire bank.

Feeling the heat impact and the fragments scratching his face. Thinking of the flames engulfing the stinky bat and his brother, the smile on Jerome's face became even more intense and manic!

The wounds on Jerome's face began to recover rapidly after absorbing Wolverine's healing factor.

"My time has come!!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!"

Jerome's wild laughter was particularly terrifying against the backdrop of the man-eating fire.

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