The daily life of Baiyin Dachao

This is not good news.

The clown's madness and cunning are not scary.

The scary thing is that the people at the bottom of Gotham City are going crazy with the clown!

They are forced to have no way out by capital, gangs, and life. Some choose to perish in silence, while others choose to explode.

The emergence of the Joker is like a cancer cell in Gotham.

Let more people at the bottom get sick and join the ranks of the outbreak.

Maybe in the eyes of the Joker, he is just crazy and seeking revenge on Gotham, but for those people, he has become hope.

When a madman can become hope, it shows that the world is seriously ill.

An undercurrent is brewing in Gotham City.

The vice president felt that it was not safe to stay in the underground vault, so he carefully returned to the lobby on the first floor under the protection of two security personnel.

The hall was silent.

The vice president was completely relieved when he saw Luo Chen.

It seemed that staying with Luo Chen was the safest place.

The vice president kicked the gangster's body on the ground, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on his hooded head, and then said loudly: "Everyone, come out, the crisis has been resolved, we are safe."

"Are you all right?"

"It was so scary just now. The security in the Diamond District has become so bad now."

"Damn it, the Gotham police are just doing it for free. I paid a lot of tax money for nothing."

"Just be content. Just take a look at the security situation in the East District and you will know."

The survivors hiding under the table emerged one by one.

As soon as they stood up, fierce gunfire broke out outside the bank, which scared everyone so much that their legs trembled and they squatted down with their heads in their hands.

The vice president quickly threw himself on the ground, fearing that the bullet would hit him.

Luo Chen heard the reputation and walked towards the bank door.

Doors and walls become transparent in sight, and everything happening on the road becomes clearly visible.

It turned out that there was a fierce battle between the police car that came to support and the robbers who were waiting outside to respond.

The shootout didn't last long.

Three of the five robbers in the car were killed.

The clown and another robber drove away.

"Chief Gordon, you should be at the police station!"

The clown smiled strangely, stretched one arm out of the car window, and shook the bomb remote control in his hand.

Sheriff Gordon quickly raised his gun and fired, and the bullet hit the car door.

The clown pretended to be frightened, pressed the switch on the remote control with his thumb, and then pretended to be innocent and said: "Oh no, this is all your fault, I didn't intend to press the remote control."

Say it.

The clown threw away the remote control and drove away laughing.

Several police officers fired continuously, killing another robber, until the vehicle drove away.

A loud rumbling sound came from a distance.

Gordon's heart thumped, and he turned his head sharply, looking in the direction where the explosion sound came from.

In the middle of a group of Gothic buildings, billowing smoke rises, which is where the Gotham Police Department is located!

"Chief, what do we do now?"

The police officers looked at each other.

The bank that was robbed was right in front of you, but your home was stolen and there was an explosion at the Gotham Police Station.

The police officers were suddenly at a loss.

Chief Gordon's face turned dark and he said in a deep voice: "You stay three of you to investigate the bank robbery. The rest of you, all return to the police station. I will chase the clown, and I must not let him escape!"

"understand!"

Gotham police began to split up.

Bank lobby.

Seeing that the gunfight was over, Luo Chen lowered his head and said to the vice president: "I will bring the gold here tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Then it will be exchanged for US dollars together with the gold in the vault."

The vice president shouted: "You... don't leave. What will we do if you leave?"

"Don't worry, all the robbers have been dealt with. The police are outside and will come in later to investigate the robbery."

After saying this, Luo Chen rose into the air and flew out of the hole in the dome.

The vice president watched Luo Chen fly away and lie on the ground, dumbfounded for a while.

"No, Superman from Metropolis?"

"It doesn't look like it. He is obviously an Oriental, and he doesn't wear red pants!"

Luo Chen flew high into the sky, stood in the sky, and turned on his super hearing to monitor the whole city.

"Mom, I don't want to go to school today."

"A copy of the Gotham Gazette, please."

“The city council’s new bill cannot be passed, otherwise ordinary citizens will not be able to survive!”

"The stock has risen again today? Very good, it's time to cut the leeks."

"Ah ah ah..."

"What an incredible metal! Butler, do you know that its molecular structure is extremely special, and the molecules are in a relatively stationary state, making it almost non-conductive in heat and kinetic energy!"

"Sir, I'm going to make a cup of coffee, do you want it?"

a time.

Thousands of sounds surged like waves from all directions in Gotham City, all reaching Luo Chen's ears.

Even though it is morning in Gotham City and it is relatively quiet, for a big city with millions of people, the sounds are still endless.

Luo Chen used his super brain to analyze the massive information brought by countless voices.

The brain is spinning rapidly, and the super hearing begins to block useless sounds, focusing on searching for sentences containing words such as "robbery" and "clown".

At this time, Luo Chen heard a voice.

"Joker, you...don't kill me!"

Luo Chen suddenly opened his eyes and flew in a certain direction.

A car with many bullet holes in its body was parked on the side of the road.

Then another car drove up next to the car, its front end even.

The window rolled down, and a man with green hair and a scar on the corner of his mouth sat in the driver's seat of the car.

He took out a pistol equipped with a silencer from the inside of his neat suit and ended the life of the last robber without saying a word!

This is the real clown! !

The robber who pressed the bomb remote control and drove away was another clown actor.

In other words, these people are actually clowns.

They either cannot suppress the madness and darkness in their hearts, or they burst out because of social injustice, or they have no way out in life and choose to follow clowns and become clowns.

When Sheriff Gordon drove over, he saw the dead robber clown in the vehicle and beat the car door angrily.

"Damn it!"

the other side.

The real clown drove to Gotham City's East Side.

He abandoned the car he had stolen, took out the cigarette box in his suit pocket, took out a cigarette and threw it into his mouth.

After lighting the cigarette, the clown pushed all his messy green hair behind his head with one hand, looked up at the sky, and showed an intoxicated expression.

He enjoys the new day and enjoys the supreme pleasure that cigarettes and crime bring to him.

It rained yesterday and the ground was wet.

The long staircase has long been rusted because no one has taken care of it, and the handrails are rusty. There are old buildings on both sides.

It seems that the atmosphere is in place.

As the clown descended the stairs, he followed his heart, dancing in a chaotic yet inexplicably harmonious way.

Although today's bank robbery failed, the police station was successfully exploded and many people in the bank were killed.

The most important thing is that the clown had his fun and was not caught.

For the clown, he never loses, only when he gets tired of playing.

Only when he doesn't want to play anymore can others catch him!

The last step.

The clown jumped down with both feet, then threw a cigarette that had just been smoked to the ground and stamped it out with his leather shoes.

At this time, the clown found a young man with an oriental appearance who seemed to be waiting for him.

The clown tilted his head and said, "Is something wrong?"

Luo Chen smiled slightly: "You dance well."