[Comprehensive British and American] After the fusion of the world, it fell into the super British S

Lin Feng didn't hesitate, he immediately picked up the gun in his hand and pointed it at the person in front of him.

It becomes a situation where he points at the Joker and the Joker points at York.

Lin Feng's mind began to think rapidly about the solution to the predicament in front of him.

The clown didn't care about his actions at all, but put down the gun in his hand with interest, and walked towards him.

The man's aura was too aggressive, Lin Feng subconsciously wanted to back away, but his rationality prevailed, forcing him to look directly at the man.

Seeing that his face was still very calm, the clown became more interested. He raised the opponent's wrist with his hand, and put the muzzle of the gun on his forehead.

When he first touched Lin Feng's wrist, he felt that it was so thin that it could be wrapped with a light grip; the skin on his hand was very soft, and it left dark pinch marks on it after being so hard.

Seeing this trace, the clown only felt that the violence on his body was stimulated again, and even now he wanted to see more such colors on the other party's body.

Lin Feng couldn't pull back his wrist, he really didn't understand what the other party was thinking, and he didn't dare to shoot in his hand, for fear that the other party might have something to do.

It will not end well if you anger the other party.

"Are you hesitating?" The clown licked his tongue, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Don't you want to kill me?"

Lin Feng's expression was indifferent: "You release York first, and you can find me if you need anything."

The man shook his head: "No, to some extent, he is more important than you."

Lin Feng's expression moved slightly, and he frowned. He didn't understand how York provoked him.

The clown took a few steps back, then took out his gun and pointed it at York's face, as if he had already decided that Lin Feng would not shoot.

"Little cutie, I'll give you a chance. If you can save him from me within ten seconds, how about I let him go?"

"ten."

Lin Feng felt that the other party must be watching his joke, because the clown kept looking at him with playful eyes, like watching a monkey in a zoo.

He felt a sneer.

"Nine."

But Lin Feng didn't care too much, he put down his hands, observed the room, and understood the structure of the whole room in the shortest time.

"……five."

He thought about the solution.

"three."

Seeing the man's suddenly motionless figure, the clown's eyes flickered with anticipation.

"two."

Lin Feng looked at the other party, sneered, and raised his hand.

"one."

Seeing the other party's movements, the clown's expression changed, and the movements of his hands suddenly changed. He pointed the muzzle of the gun at Lin Feng and pressed the trigger.

"boom--"

It was the sound of a gun falling to the ground.

Lin Feng's face was in burning pain, he sat down, but he wanted to laugh, he wanted to laugh out loud at the clown.

He won the bet.

At the last moment, Lin Feng suddenly understood something, he picked up the gun in his hand again, but this time the gun was aimed at himself.

The clown looked even more nervous than he was, and immediately knocked the gun out of his hand.

It seems that in some respects, he really attracted the attention of the clown, at least in the short term, this interest will not disappear.

The clown came over, kicked the fallen ** far away, and looked down at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked up at him, with obvious pride in his eyes, he felt that he could show off to others that he had won against the clown in the future.

The clown's face was ugly, and he kicked Lin Feng in the face.

The face bruised by the bullet now oozes blood again, sprinkled in the dust.

Before Lin Feng could move, the man raised his face with his hands.

Looking at Lin Feng's face from a close distance, the clown found that the other person looked perfect. Even he, who didn't care about appearance, thought this person was very good-looking.

But this feeling is not jealousy, but the possessive desire to hope that the other party can be hidden by oneself, and only show this face to oneself.

Especially the bright red liquid was spread on Lin Feng's cheeks, and at the same time, there was still dust on it, but his eyes were unusually bright, but when he saw him, there would be a trace of fear.

The clown narrowed his eyes: "It seems that this is not the first time you have done this."

He thought of seeing a man hurt himself in front of Batman, and he almost forgot about it.

"This game is not fun, I have to add a chip."

The clown gently held the other person's neck, fearing that the fragile place would be broken by accident, he slowly lifted him up.

Seeing Lin Feng's gradually suffocated expression, the clown felt that the man was more beautiful like this.

This person now has the color of death, and all his actions are under his control. He leaned close to the ear of the other party and said softly: "Gary didn't tell you that the person who really traded with him was me, whether it was him or Ferry. , it’s all just to make you come closer to me.”

After speaking, the clown let go of his hand.

"Ahem." Lin Feng fell to the ground, his face flushed, and he breathed the air rapidly.

After a while, he recovered and looked at the clown with anger in his eyes.

He was extremely close to death just now, but he wasn't afraid in his heart. On the contrary, when he heard what the clown said, his heartbeat suddenly became violent, and the idea of ​​wanting to live came up.

Everything was planned by the clown!

There are purple blue handprints on Lin Feng's neck, but there are some meanings of separation on his body, people can't help but take off his clothes to see what he looks like underneath, and then leave more such marks.

Not to mention that the other party's eyes are full of water now, but they still want to show hatred.

People can't help but start imagining how they must have made the other party miserable last night, and they were kicked out of bed today.

The clown spoke out the thoughts of others: "Oh sweetheart, don't look at me like that, are you seducing me?"

Lin Feng said bitterly: "I can't wait to kill you right now."

Thinking of the tragic situation of old William, Lin Feng couldn't help the urge to draw his gun.

The clown smiled meaningfully: "Yes, you can indeed kill me."

He leaned over and whispered in Lin Feng's ear, "Maybe you can use another method."

Lin Feng didn't know what the other party meant at first, but the clown's eyes were very bold, scanning his body without shyness at all.

Only then was he reminded by the other party's eyes, and instantly knew what the other party meant.

Everyone knew that Lin Feng hated being insulted the most, especially in certain aspects.

He held back his anger, knowing that he was no match for the clown: "Before I kill you, I must depose you."

The clown should be thankful that he said the words just now to him quietly. If other people heard this sentence, Lin Feng might not be able to restrain his temper, so he directly stabbed him with a knife.

Hearing his words, the clown whistled: "By the way, there is one more question."

"Your boss, wouldn't have already fucked you?"

……

Bruce had prepared everything when Lin Feng went out today, and he wanted to propose a relationship with Lin Feng today.

He has all the formal suits ready, which are custom-made according to the other person's figure.The expensive restaurant was also reserved by him today. Although he was not sure if the other party would like it, there were all the details that should be there.

Ah Fu helped him tidy up his clothes again: "Master, don't move any more, your clothes are going to be messed up again, Master An will be back soon."

Bruce, who usually presents himself as a playboy, never imagined that one day he would be like a child, looking forward to and nervous about confession.

"Huh." Bruce let out a breath, his fingertips holding the flower trembled, and he practiced his lines: "Ann, I'm sorry for being so sudden. I really couldn't bear to see you sleeping on the bed defenseless last night." Can't live. I want to be with you forever, will you?"

Ah Fu just felt powerless to complain: "Master, I think it's better not to say what you did last night, and it doesn't look like you're dating, but more like a marriage proposal."

Bruce: "...I know."

If it was someone else, he would not be so clumsy, but the person who confessed is An, who is different from others.

"Haven't you come back yet? It's been so long, it shouldn't be."

While asking, Bruce's cell phone rang suddenly.

Hearing this voice, he inexplicably had an ominous premonition.

"Hey?"

"Boss! No, Mr. An was taken away."

……

The clown said in a seductive voice next to Lin Feng's ear, "Kill him."

Standing in front of the two was a man who was tied up. He was pressed down by the clown's companion and could not move at all.

The man shook his head, pleading, his face was covered with traces of tears and snot.

Lin Feng didn't have any expression on his face, but his heart was very tormented. He raised his gun and pressed the trigger at the man.

The bullet avoided the man perfectly and hit the wall behind.

There was a disappointing sigh from the man behind him, but Lin Feng was full of joy in his heart.

The clown snatched the gun from his hand and shot the man. The man lost his life without even screaming.

This scene made Lin Feng close his eyes, and turned his head away unbearably.

The clown's breath came from behind, and he turned Lin Feng's head back: "Honey, watch carefully, you will get used to it."

Lin Feng said in his heart that it was impossible.

The accomplices consciously tidied up the scene. Seeing Lin Feng's painful expression, the clown finally stopped forcing him to look, and let the other party's head look at him.

"How many times is this already?"

Lin Feng's voice was a little dry, he was forced to say: "The fifth one."

The clown looked at him: "In two days, you won't be able to kill anyone. This is already the fifth one. How many more do you want me to kill?"

There was no emotion in the man's voice, but he then said with a playful smile: "Are you ready for punishment?"

Lin Feng looked at his clothes with several holes cut in shame. The clown asked him to kill people these days. If he couldn't do it, the clown would punish him by cutting a hole in his clothes.

Although this kind of punishment was nothing, Lin Feng still felt completely ashamed.

The clown is definitely insulting him.

The clown looked at him, his eyes full of interest: "I don't want to cut it on my clothes today, why not cut it on my pants?"

Having said that, Lin Feng felt something pushing against him, and looked down, it was a pair of scissors, the clown held it and looked at Lin Feng dangerously.

Lin Feng's face turned pale.

"I reject!"

The clown smiled: "This is a punishment for disobedience."