Martin Variety in American Comics

Martin's method of finding Lars was also very simple, that is, eating!

He threw the venom directly into his mouth, chewed it up, swallowed it into his stomach, and got familiar with the taste of this venom.

"Are you crazy?"

Barbara, who was passing by, saw Martin swallowing the clown venom into his stomach, her eyes widened, grabbed his hand, shook and urged: "Spit this stuff out quickly, you will die of laughter."

Burp--

Martin burped and completely digested the venom.

He grabbed Barbara's wrist and smiled and thanked Barbara for her concern: "I am just a shadow now, and the clown's venom is no different from ordinary water to me. But thank you for your concern."

Barbara suddenly felt a little hot, her cheeks flushed, and she quickly pulled her hand back.

Martin didn't feel anything, and continued: "When this is over, let's find a time to heal your leg?"

"My leg? No, no, no!"

Barbara had been disappointed too many times and had begun to doubt hope.

Even if she believed in Martin, her first reaction was to refuse.

"Don't worry, your injury is not a big deal for me. But before that, I need to sort out the knowledge in my mind."

Martin did not promise anything, encouraged Barbara a few words, and then walked out of the safe house and entered the shadow country.

Unlike the real world, everything in the shadow country is revealed in various shapes, constantly changing, and connected to the deeper black smoke ocean.

Martin stared at the ocean formed by countless shadows, stretched out his hand and pressed, and they quieted down, revealing only a layer of newly born shadows.

He found a shadow that was like a venomous snake, which was the smell of the clown's venom.

This shadow changed almost every second. Although it did not break away from the form of venom, it gave people a disgusting feeling of a worm crawling.

"Fortunately, I didn't pull the madman of the clown in, otherwise I don't know what this shadow country would be like."

Martin felt fortunate.

The shadows in the shadow country are the afterglow of the past and the legacy of death.

The ninja soldiers and shadow generals who were resurrected from here were all dead things. They were fixed in a certain form and would not change.

This so-called "immortality" can also be called sit-ups in a coffin.

Except for the shadow generals, other ninja soldiers had no self-awareness. They stayed in a corner without orders and emptied themselves.

If the clown's madness really activated the shadows of the shadow kingdom, crossed the limit, and attacked the real world, it would be a lot of fun.

Whoosh!

Martin flicked his fingers and shot out a shadow chain, which entangled the constantly changing venomous snake, strangled it, and pulled it hard to suppress its changes.

Hiss——

The call of the venomous snake turned into a line of text and floated past Martin.

He shook his wrist, threw the venomous snake out, and it fell to the ground with a snap.

Crack!

The sound of broken glass came from the venomous snake, and it fell like a molting, breaking the madness inside and turning into a dead shadow.

"Go!"

Martin flicked his fingers, and the snake shadow crawled somewhere instinctively.

He followed behind, and in a few steps, he crossed the entire Gotham and came to the Gotham Port.

Snap!

Martin smashed the snake shadow, took a step, returned to the real world, and walked into an ordinary iron warehouse.

The warehouse was filled with sets of instruments. Lars' assassins put cans of green liquid into the machine. After a buzzing sound, the venom was vaporized, the color became thinner, and poured into other cans.

Bane's mercenaries held weapons and surrounded the machine, responsible for security.

"It's so simple?"

Martin muttered softly, raised his hand and pressed it on the warehouse wall. The black shadow instantly climbed all over the wall of the warehouse, tightly blocking this place.

Then, he jumped directly in front of the assassin: "Have you eaten? If not, take my punch!"

Martin's body swelled and turned into a giant shadow. His fist as big as a casserole smashed out like a battering ram, and the assassin in front of him flew out like a puppet, slamming against the wall and becoming a hanging painting.

"Don't shoot, there's poison gas everywhere!"

Someone shouted, and the assassin and the mercenary put down their weapons, drew their long knives and rushed towards Martin, whose head was against the steel frame of the roof.

Of course, the assassin was still in front and the mercenary was behind.

Martin waved his hand and slapped the row of assassins in front of him.

The mercenaries following behind saw a group of people flying out from their heads like butterflies, and they didn't feel any beauty, but only felt horror.

They turned around and ran, but they ran head-on into the shadow wall at the door and were captured directly, turning into a black and white human figure hanging painting.

"Damn it, I'm going to die anyway, I'm going to kill this bastard!"

The mercenary picked up the automatic weapon and fired at Martin's head.

Chi——

I don't know which bullet hit the modified poison gas, and the green gas instantly filled the entire warehouse.

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"Haha! Why am I laughing?"

"Hahaha, this is the clown's laughing gas...hahaha, run..."

In a few seconds, all those who inhaled the laughing gas laughed uncontrollably, their hair fell off, their faces turned pale, and their laughter was too exaggerated, causing their zygomatic muscles to stiffen and unable to return to normal.

Martin watched these assassins and mercenaries gradually died in crazy.

He didn't want to save it, but couldn't save it.

Lars did not know what the clown venom was transformed to remove the effect of becoming another clown, but it increased death.

"Well, let me give you the last compassion!"

Martin sighed, hooking his finger, a big hand appeared in the shadow, directly breaking the neck of everyone in the warehouse, and ending the pain that they had caused by laughter.

Within ten minutes, the night wing hurriedly came, watching the corpse on the ground, and took a breath.

Half half, he remembered that there might be a toxic gas residue here, and quickly covered his mouth.

"Come in, the poisonous gas here has disappeared."

Hearing Martin's voice, the night wing stomped his feet and walked over his body.

"There are a lot of poisonous gas made by clown!"

He rolled over the jars that were penetrated by bullets, and he was afraid of a while.

Looking at the tragic situation of the corpse on the ground, he could not imagine what scenes would be if these poisonous gas was spread to the city.

"Triven you to clean up here."

Martin frowned and said, his tone was heavy.

"Well, wait ..."

Ye Yi wants to call Martin.

But Martin just waved his hand towards him and left the warehouse directly.

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"La la la ..."

Harry hummed a happy small song and returned to the apartment he bought.

She just finished the work of one day, holding the snacks and wine she bought, and ready to enjoy a good night life.

When the door opened, she saw an old man in a robe on his favorite red sofa, screaming immediately.

"Fuxk, I must open the wrong door when I am a real stepping horse."

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