The daily life of Baiyin Dachao

The vice president hurriedly took the ghost card and looked at it, surprised and uncertain.

This is just an ordinary playing card.

The black hole card has a classic clown design, with a face thickly smeared with flour, a red and round nose, a ball with both feet, a funny and exaggerated posture, and three swords thrown into the air with both hands.

The vice president thought of the recent clown scandal, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"How could that crazy guy target me?"

"To be precise, it's the Gotham Bank in the Diamond District."

After Luo Chen corrected himself, he caught a glimpse of the famous brand watch on the vice president's wrist from the corner of his eye. He tapped his wrist with one finger and reminded: "In about three minutes, the four gangsters will break through the dome of the first floor lobby. "

He heard the sound of zip lines being installed on the roof glass of Gotham Bank.

"There are five heavily armed robbers sitting in a car, and they may choose to break through head-on."

"Well, the clown is among them..."

Before Luo Chen could finish speaking, the vice president hurriedly ran to the entrance of Area S, preparing to sound the alarm.

At this time.

Two security guards with live ammunition walked towards him as they came down the stairs.

The vice president paused, and when he saw them raising the shotguns in their hands, his pupils suddenly shrank.

The two security guards smiled kindly, loaded their shotguns, aimed at the vice president's head, and fired.

"Oh!"

Loud gunshots echoed through the hallways.

The sight of two bullet casings falling to the ground and the headshot of the vice president did not appear.

A tall and muscular young man from the East, wearing casual clothes, stood in front of the vice president.

The vice president was so frightened that he peed his pants and fell to the ground, losing strength in his legs.

"If you meet me, you should die."

Luo Chen turned his head and glanced at the vice president.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two more shots! !

A large pellet hit Luo Chen, but did not break his skin. Instead, the pellet smashed into pieces.

Luo Chen turned around and looked at the two security guards who fired the gun with a slightly playful look.

"F...Fuck!"

"What's wrong with him, a monster?"

Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the two security guards. They stepped back and loaded their bullets, preparing to spray Luo Chen a few more times.

"brush"

Luo Chen suddenly disappeared on the spot and appeared in front of two security personnel in an instant.

Before they could react, Luo Chen grabbed their necks with both hands, grabbed them with ten fingers, and crushed their throats.

The security guard's head tilted, his neck was bleeding, and his body fell to the ground.

"Don't run around, I'll deal with the robbers."

Luo Chen walked towards the lobby on the first floor.

When the first gunshot was fired, the four robbers who were ready in the dome immediately destroyed the stained glass, jumped and slid down.

During the descent, they picked up the automatic rifles purchased from Wayne Military Industries and shot everyone in the hall indiscriminately.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The expensive crystal lamps, gorgeous vases, and computers on the desktop all exploded and shattered.

A flurry of bullets not only shattered items.

The bank employees, wealthy businessmen, and security personnel who came to support were all beaten into pieces without exception.

The luckier ones were so frightened that they hurriedly covered their heads, got under the table, and escaped.

After the four robbers landed, they quickly unlocked the locks on their backs, threw off the zip lines, formed a team, and approached the C-level vault.

Security personnel kept coming around, and they were greeted by suppressive fire from automatic rifles.

Class C vaults are rows of metal cabinets.

The robbers violently opened the lock, fired bullets at them, and smashed the cabinet into pieces.

Their real target is the higher-level underground vault.

Not only are the bank's own gold reserves stored there, but also the private vaults of half of Gotham City's super-rich.

At this time.

A man walked up the stairs leading to the underground vault.

The four robbers did not hesitate at all, changed the magazines of their automatic rifles, and started crazy suppression fire.

Luo Chen opened his eyes and saw bullets fired at high speed one after another, leaving transparent trajectories in the air, all clearly visible.

Luo Chen ignored the other bullets, reached out and picked out four bullets that were almost motionless in mid-air, and flicked them with just one finger.

Suddenly.

The gunfire echoing in the hall stopped abruptly.

The four gangsters who opened fire wildly were all shot in the eyebrows and fell to the ground with headshots.

As for the bullet that hit Luo Chen, it was like hitting an indestructible titanium alloy steel plate, squeezing into yellow-orange copper cakes one after another, and clattering onto the marble tiles.

"The knot...is it over?"

"What just happened."

"It's terrible. Can anyone go out and see what's going on?"

"I pressed the alarm button and police backup will be on the way."

Those who survived hid under the table and shivered.

at last.

A bold security guard popped up and saw that the luxurious and vast hall was in a mess and empty, with only one person standing there.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

A yellow school bus crashed into the exterior wall of Gotham Bank, sending concrete rubble flying.

Not only did the school bus not stop, but it suddenly refueled and rushed towards Luo Chen who was standing in the hall.

Luo Chen looked sideways and saw the man sitting in the driver's seat through the windshield of the school bus.

He painted his face white, dyed his hair green, painted blue diamond-shaped "eye shadow" on his eyes, and painted the tip of his nose and lips bright red.

Especially the mouth, that touch of red almost reaches the base of the ears.

clown!

He actually wore the driver's clothes, drove a school bus from an aristocratic school in the Diamond District, crashed into the Gotham Bank, and crashed straight into Luo Chen.

Another bang!

The school bus, with the accelerator depressed to the floor, suddenly stopped. The front of the bus hit Luo Chen and completely collapsed inside.

As for Luo Chen, he still stood in the same place, his feet not moving even a micron.

The clown grinned ferociously, and took off the driver's uniform with both hands, revealing the bombs inside.

The car immediately erupted in screams.

"Hahahahahaha..."

"Hahahaha!"

"I can't make everyone laugh, but I can make everyone cry!"

"If you don't like comedy, then I'll turn everything into a tragedy!"

The clown yelled and was about to detonate the bomb. He was dumbfounded when he looked at the empty clothes.

The bomb hanging on it disappeared into thin air!

"You talk too much."

Luo Chen stood there, but there were a bunch of unexploded bombs at his feet.

While the clown was talking, Luo Chen dismantled all the bombs at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"What makes me curious is, do you want to cry or laugh now, clown."

Luo Chen looked at the driver dressed as a clown.

The clown's facial muscles twitched and he couldn't cry or laugh.

He said viciously: "When one of me falls, countless clowns will stand up. Clowns are the hope of Gotham!"

Before he finished speaking, the clown driver actually chose to commit suicide by drinking a bullet.

"boom"

The bullet penetrated his head and sprayed brains and blood on the roof above the seat.

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

This clown driver is probably not the clown himself.

The real clown is not so fragile that he chooses to commit suicide to end his life!

"It seems that what I said is true, and many clown followers and imitators have emerged in Gotham City."