[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

After leaving Arkham, the clown has been doing a lot.For example, the big bat ranked first, in order to "play" with him, often summons his subordinates to do things secretly.For another example, it is estimated that she has been promoted to Little Angie, who is tied for the first place with Batman.The clown often takes her with him to teach the children face to face.

An Qi is not very old, and physical combat will not have any effect in a short period of time.The marksmanship can be practiced, but the recoil of the pistol is too strong for the soft hand bones of children.Fortunately, the little girl was very popular in Arkham, and when she left Arkham for the third month, a launcher was sent to her.Small and light, it is the best for self-defense.

However, marksmanship still needs to be practiced.You can't hold a gun empty-handed but don't know how to use it.

Therefore, the ugly man who consciously worried about his daughter found various reasons to practice guns for the little girl.The shooting gallery is not suitable for Angie, she is not half as high as the target there, and the distance is also far.Thinking not to spoil the seedlings, so the clown father found a live target for his daughter.

Like... dealing with traitors?

There have never been many idiots with ambitions but no brains.Whether he is afraid of the clown and hopes that he will stay in Arkham forever, seeking stability; or he is jealous of the power and wealth the clown possesses, and wants to replace him.He must die without a doubt.After all, if you have some ideas, you can just think about them, but if you really take action, you have to bear the consequences.

A traitor in a black hood was ushered in.The crime lord who sat on the leather seat as if sitting on a throne gave him a handout.Then he waved to the little girl who was kneeling on the figure-legged wool rug digging for ice cream.

"come here baby."

Little Angie, who was only five or six years old when I first met her, has been raised by the clown father for more than two years. Her small body has grown a lot, and she looks like a seven or eight-year-old girl.

"Tap tap~"

The little girl came over with the ice cream in her bunny ear slippers.

"Daddy?" she asked out loud.The clown took the crystal bowl of ice cream in Little Angie's hand, scooped a piece with a gold-plated spoon and put it into his mouth.The sweet vanilla ice cream melts in your mouth.

Seeing the little girl who was snatched pouted, the clown handed her the pistol on the table.

"Get rid of him baby." The clown pointed to the man who had just taken off his hood and had his hands tied to seal his mouth.

"Who is he?" Little Angie asked.

"Cowardly betrayer." Under the eyes of the man repeatedly shaking his head as if begging, the clown lightly defined him.

"Oh." The little girl nodded as if she understood.Know what to do next.

--traitor,

Never need to be alive.

"Kneel down." Little Anqi said with the gun pointed at the person in front of her, holding the gun in both hands.

She raised her chin proudly and stood on tiptoe in a gesture of looking down.It seemed that she was trying to put herself on words like "arrogance" and "madness", but she didn't know it.At this time, besides being cute, I was still cute.The clown father's heart melted when he saw it.

but……

"Honey, who did you learn from?"

— Kneel down?

It's better for the clown father to have a proper second stroke than to have a face.

"Aren't they all like this?" The little girl blinked and tilted her head in doubt.

"Who told you that?" Papa Clown gritted his teeth.

—He blew that man to pieces!

"It's always played like this on TV." She blinked again, extremely innocent.It seems to be quite self-conscious about the villain.

The clown got up and spread his right hand to his side—his confidant Paul handed over the pistol pinned to his waist very perceptively.

"boom!"

He pulled the trigger casually, and with one shot, he took the traitor's life neatly.The bullet sank between the opponent's eyebrows, leaving a bloody hole.

The clown threw the gun, and then asked the little girl who was still holding the gun: "...Which TV station? I'll blow it up!"

Master Chou gritted his teeth viciously again.

It is impossible to blow up the TV station.Because Mr. Chou not only wants to blow up the TV station, he also wants to blow up the company that sent the director, actor and producer of this second stage.

Little An Qi would not let him do what he wanted.

The clown asked for two days, but the little girl didn't let go.As if she was a little girl who entered the rebellious stage ahead of time, she angered many people with the anger of the old clown father.He even punched several holes in the TV with a gun.

Fortunately, on the third day, someone helped little Angie divert the clown's attention.

The arrival of Halle made Angie heave a sigh of relief, and she became more and more satisfied with this mother-to-be.

The clown took Harley to the factory where he had fallen into the biochemical pool by mistake.

This place has been abandoned, only the biochemical pool at the bottom remains in place.The Joker had the factory turned back on, and a few light bulbs lit up the factory where the generator was installed.Instead of fully lighting up the entire factory, what was hidden in the dark was exposed.

Dark green moss, dark red rust, cracked walls... dilapidated, old, and lifeless, all reveal that this is an abandoned place.

Never try to figure out what a madman is thinking, let alone a clown's heart.

Because his performance will always be more perverted and illogical than you imagined.

The Joker's response to Harley's love is to bring her here.

He hugged little An Qi and came to the high platform above the biochemical pool.This is where he once fell completely.

Maybe it was to know Harley's determination, maybe it was to make her retreat, or maybe it was just for fun.

The clown smiled, and silently asked a multiple-choice question - to jump, or not to jump.

Sometimes the lunatics aren't the craziest.The one who is in love with a madman is crazier.

Harry stared at the clown, like a warrior about to duel, took off his bound leather jacket and threw it on the ground.Then, like a martyr, facing the clown's eyes with unknown meaning, he suddenly evoked a smile, and fell down.

Little Angie stood on the other side and saw Harry's figure sinking into the biochemical pool.He tilted his head and asked his dad: "Daddy, can I be called Halle's Mummy?"

"The premise is that she survives." The clown smiled, but the smile never reached his eyes, and those dark green eyes looked extremely indifferent.

"Oh~" Little Angie wrinkled her nose, looking distressed, "But, daddy, I don't want her to die. You don't either, right?"

After finishing speaking, she raised her head and looked at him with those big clear eyes, as if she could see through the bottom of a person's heart at a glance.

"..."

After three seconds of silence, the clown looked away, as if he was defeated by those eyes.He looked at the biochemical pool under his eyes, and sighed in resignation and compromise.Then, he reached out to unbutton the gorgeous purple shirt, threw it casually, and jumped down.

——Hey hey hey~

The little girl smiled with two rows of small teeth, and her smiling eyes were crooked, like a little fox who has succeeded.

Harley was fished out by the clown from the bottom of the thick biochemical pool. She had a winner's smile on her face, like a desperate gambler, she grabbed the shoulder of the person in front of her and kissed her.

"Wow!"

This is a picture that Arkham has never seen before, handsome men and beautiful women kissing, even if the background is a dark and dilapidated abandoned factory, it has been applied with a beige color separation filter.

The little girl's big, clear and round eyes were shining with novel starlight. She leaned on the railing with her whole body weight leaning on it. She leaned her upper body and small head out as far as possible, just to see clearly.

"Crunch~squeak~"

The long-abandoned chemical plant had rotted iron railings and couldn't bear much force at all.And what An Qi was leaning on was the most corrupted one—right above a circular biochemical pool.

Harley, who had lost herself in a deep kiss, had just regained consciousness when she heard the sound, and then there was a "gudong" in her ear. She raised her head subconsciously, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the empty aisle above.And the clown pushed An Qi away as early as the moment she fell, turned around and pulled out of the biochemical pool of the two of them, and jumped into the other in a hurry.Harry followed closely behind.

"baby?!"

The two scooped up the entire biochemical pool, only finding the corroded iron railing.

The hollow iron pipe was twisted and deformed in the clown's hands, and his face was terribly gloomy.

"... pudding?" Harry called him tentatively.

The clown raised his head, his green eyes filled with mist.

"Daddy?"

A sweet voice sounded behind the two, and a small head covered in bleach came out of the biochemical pool.

Facing the clown's gloomy and uncertain face, which seemed to be violent at any time, little Anqi shrank her head cowardly, and then hugged the clown suddenly in her heart, rubbing her little face against his chest.

"I jumped down too, daddy!" the little girl said softly.

The implication: because I love you too!dear daddy.

——A family should be tidy.