The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 441

"Lucius Fox from "The Dark Knight" firmly believes that Bruce Wayne, through the sonar concept of high-frequency sounding receivers, listening to every cell phone in Gotham, is immoral and is Wrong! He wants a perfect Batman who can defeat the Joker in a fair way, and he asks for help."

Hey!
This group of American elites in movies and TV series is really perfect.

I insist on the concept of cooking seed oil at every turn, and I am willing to give everything for it.

But in reality, they directly ignore the life and death of ordinary people.

Of course Chen Zhao has seen this movie.

The second "The Dark Knight" in Nolan's "Batman Trilogy" tells the story of Bruce Wayne's incarnation of "Batman" against the most evil villain "Joker".

And this Lucius Fox is the president and technical director of Wayne Enterprises, and one of Bruce Wayne's most trusted people, helping Bruce Wayne develop Batman's high-tech equipment.

Simply put, he is a technical madman.

His obsession is not for himself, nor actually for Batman. It probably comes from the firm ideals of the American middle class.

If you want to help Lucius Fox complete his obsession, you can't let the clown do all kinds of evil. You must help Batman defeat the clown before Batman transforms the high-frequency transmitter.

But how easy is it to beat the clown?
Gotham City is a city of crime, too many villains and gangsters are mixed in it, like leeches growing in the mud, sucking the blood of innocent people who step into the city.

Carmine, the heir to the Falcone gangster family, a scarecrow who relies on poison gas to create panic, and a shadow fighter who intends to destroy Gotham...

These villains are like vultures waiting for the dead, coveting the gluttonous feast below all the time.

But these gangsters, in order to earn profits anyway, can still maintain "orderly chaos" in order to maintain the underground order of Gotham City, so they gave Batman a chance to defeat them.

But the clown is different, he doesn't talk about order at all, he doesn't talk about morality, and he has no bottom line at all!
Crazy, cunning, insidious, evil, arrogant, contemptuous, willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of the end, like to watch the world burn
Every title is so appropriate for this lunatic in a purple suit. If Batman is the king of the city under the night, then the Joker will always be the court jester standing opposite him.

Without any extraordinary ability or huge power support, only relying on his mastery of intrigue and tricks and playing with the dark side of human nature, the clown has created a series of appalling horrors.

In the movie, the clown always predicts the enemy first, abuses the citizens of Gotham wantonly, plays with the city government, judges, police station and even Batman in applause, makes them exhausted, and kills Batman's beloved Rachel , and turned Harvey Dent, the "Knight of Light", into a double-faced man, and released the demon in the opponent's heart.

It can be said that a clown is a great talent, with a clear mind and a talent for the world.

Ah, no, it's the brains, sharp words, and clarity.

Even in the end, Batman still didn't really defeat him!
Of course, the most fundamental reason for this is that Batman, like Gordon and others, sticks to principles.

And clowns do things without principles.

Not only that, but he also tried every means to break other people's principles of doing things.

It can be said that it is not just a demon, but also a demon.

To deal with such a guy, you have to be careful.

Chen Zhao thought of this, returned home, and finished watching the Batman trilogy seriously.

Afterwards, he analyzed the clown's mental state from the Internet, and gave 2 points of merit to "Spirit", and then clicked "Accept".

……

"Too careless! Too careless!"

Standing in a narrow and dirty room, Chen Zhao looked at the chandelier on the roof that was only brighter than fireflies, and said helplessly.

He originally thought that after entering this world, whether it is to possess a certain person or pass through a physical body, he must be given a similar identity.

But now it is very different.

This time, he traveled through physical body, and he was still Chen Zhao, but his identity was that of a illegal worker who smuggled here.

The last time I came to the United States, I was still a basketball superstar with Tim, a billionaire with influence all over the world. This will become a smuggling illegal worker. The gap is too big.

Sighing, Chen Zhao didn't blame the system.

After all, the system is a high-latitude and highly developed product, and Chen Zhao can't stand it at this time.

There is a saying that life is like being raped, if you can't resist, you can only enjoy it.

So Chen Zhao walked around the house and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find things.

Of course, the most important thing is to find dollars.

This room is not big, but there are quite a lot of things, and it is messy everywhere.

What DC comics, Marvel albums, all kinds of porms, fried chicken bags everywhere, supermarket promotional leaflets.

You are a black worker, what DC comics do you read?
Not afraid of insanity?
I want to be an otaku and go to Japan, where the life experience is the most authentic!

And those fried chicken bags, the ones that cost a dollar each.

Didn't you say that working illegally in the United States is very profitable?
How did you make it so that you got mixed up like this?

Since you can't make money, why are you still here?
I searched and found nothing, no money, no food.

It seems that the identity given by the system is a low-level Chinese who is so poor that they don’t even have food today. This kind of person will appear and die at any time, and no one will take a second look except for relatives on the other side of the ocean.

Well, let's try to find something to eat.

At this moment, there was a sound of "dong dong dong" at the door, and someone was banging on the door hard.

"Chen, open the door quickly!"

The sound of slamming the door was loud, and the voices coming from outside were also full of arrogance that could not be concealed.

Chen Zhao opened the door with a calm expression, and there were three guys standing outside who knew their identities just by looking at their appearance.

Two whites, one black.

The leading white man, who still had a beard, stretched out his hand to push Chen Zhao's chest.

Chen Zhao stood still.

The guy was startled, then pushed again, but still didn't push.

Just when they were about to talk, Chen Zhao stepped aside.

The three guys glanced at Chen Zhao and strode into the room.

Chen Zhao looked back at the leader sitting on his chair, and closed the door gently.

"Chen!" The little boss sat down irritatedly: "The gambling debt you owe has been overdue for a long time."

Gambling debt?
A wave of information immediately entered Chen Zhao's mind.

It turned out that he thought that working in Gotham could not earn a lot of money, and he had no face to return to his hometown to pretend to be a facade, so he took the money he earned to participate in the casino of the gang leader Gamble, and then lost 50.

Owing money to the casino is equivalent to owing money to the gang, so what good outcome can there be?

Chen Zhao sighed.

He understands the principle of killing people for life and paying debts for money, and he is willing to abide by it.

"I owe you 50 yuan, but now I have a way to make money, and I will be able to pay you back in a short time."

"Hahaha! Chen, you are so cute."

The leader mustache sneered and said: "You owe us 50 in the casino, and Mr. Gamble has given you enough deadlines. You still owe more than 300 million, and our debt cannot be delayed any longer. gone."

"If you can't pay back all the money today, you have to sign this."

Mustache waved his hand, and the black gangster took out a piece of paper and showed it in front of Chen Zhao.

Of course Chen Zhao is proficient in English.

So he could see clearly that this was a voluntary donation of human organs.

As long as Chen Zhao signs this document, all his organs will be sold by gangsters to those in need.

Obviously, this identity was deliberately arranged by the system.

Such things must happen frequently in any corner of the United States.

Chen Chao smiled and shook his head lightly.

It seems that in Yu Huanshui's world, he has also encountered such illegal organizations.

At that time, they reported on them after paying 50 yuan to them.

Unexpectedly, when I came here, I still owed 50 yuan.

As expected of a system from high latitudes, it abides by the law of cosmic balance.

Chen Zhao would abide by normal debts, but Chen Zhao would be embarrassed if this kind of debt was obviously a gangster's scam.

He directly grabbed the black man's wrist and waved it lightly.

The black man screamed and flew into the air, only to hear a "bang", the whole body hit the wall fiercely, and then slowly slid to the ground, without a sound, obviously passed out.

Before anyone else could recover, Chen Zhao flew up and kicked another white gangster away.Like his black counterpart, this guy didn't say a word, was kicked directly to the wall, and passed out quickly.

The leader, Mustache, was horrified and hurriedly took out a gun from his arms.Aimed at Chen Zhao.

(End of this chapter)