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Bank, Star-Lord and others stayed up late into the night before returning to their spaceship.

Bank belched wine and lay down on the recliner in the bedroom. He then took out an instrument with an interstellar communication chip inserted, and prepared to send a few pictures of the extraterrestrial scenery he had taken to the Avengers chat group.

But when he picked up the communication device, he saw that he had received two messages.

One belongs to the killer clown

"I thought you died in that battle."

One is from Dennis

"Who are you"

After thinking about it, Bank chose to reply to the Clown Killer first. He typed: "Isn't it an alien invasion? I won't die even if you die."

After clicking send, Bank was thinking about how to reply to Dennis, but surprisingly, the killer clown responded to him instantly.

It seems that this girl really has enough free time, holding her cell phone at all times.

The clown killer replied: "I won't die that easily. I will definitely live longer than you. If you die, I will bully your little daughter and let her grow up in the shadow of the weird uncle."

Bank typed wordlessly: "My little daughter can knock you to the ground and hammer you into a rotten tomato."

The killer clown still replied in seconds: "I will smear rotten tomato sauce on your daughter's face."

Bank pursed his lips and typed: "Then I will fax you the picture your girlfriend sent to e."

The clown killer replied disdainfully: "You are talking about my girlfriend."

Bank was stunned and typed: "Are you talking about the ones in your basement that have leaked air?"

The killer clown immediately responded: "My woman has hairier legs than your daughter."

Bank gritted his teeth and typed: "My daughter will take Gatling and shove it up your ass."

The killer clown returns: "I'll push her to the ground and shave her legs with a Swiss Army knife."

Bank got excited and said, "When your mother makes you a love lunch, I replace the poached eggs with grenades."

Killer Clown: "I'll hit your daughter over the head with a baseball bat."

Bank: "I will use a stun bat to play with your wife"

Killer Clown: "I used a dog shit candy to abduct your daughter and sell her to a poor mountainous area."

Bank: "My dog ​​will bite your little brother off and give it to his stray dog ​​friends."

Killer Clown: "I'll grow another one anyway."

Bank typed hehe: "Do you think you are me? Do you know how painful it is for your little brother to be blown up? I have tried it."

""

The clown murderer first made an ellipsis, and then said: "So you are a eunuch."

Bank: "I put him back in the end, and it works better than the original one."

Killer Clown: "You will never know how much it hurts if your little brother falls off. I just tried."

Bank was also stunned.

Now these two idiots think that the other person is a eunuch, and they don't even think that the other person has the same self-healing ability as themselves.

Bank typed sympathetically: "I suggest you go to Thailand for an operation."

The Clown Killer was silent for a while and then typed: "I want to tell you the same thing."

The two fell into silence for a few minutes, and then Bank typed: "I will not sympathize with you. My fish-explosion grenade will still divide you into two."

Killer Clown: "I'll still take a baseball bat and hit your daughter in the head."

Bank: "I can get a bowling ball and give your girlfriend a head massage. I suddenly saw a piece of news. Mr. Hawking of the Earth is dead."

Killer Clown: "Mr. Hawking of Earth, are you still awake?"

Bank: "Oh, that's a pity. I'm planning to take him out in a few years to practice his theories, watch beauties from aliens doing stripteases, and cure his ALS by the way."

Killer Clown: "Are you a Chitauri, a spy sent to Earth, or a nerd who watches too many science fiction movies?"

Bank: "Haha, when I return to Earth, I will definitely visit your mother in person."

Clown Killer: "I will also go to your daughter personally and bring her the care of the weird uncle."

Bank: "Don't run away if you have the guts."

Killer Clown: "If you have the guts, come and bombard me with your alien battleship."

Bank: "Just wait for me. I will come find you when I come back."

Killer Clown: "You can come to me now. I'm eating ice cream on the California Bridge. It doesn't matter if you don't come. If you dare to reveal your home address, I'll send you a Cobra missile express."

Bank: "There is a way to open up the voice. I greet all the women in your family in eighteen languages."

Clown Murderer: "Let's use voice chat, come out and fight hand to hand, whoever calls me will be my grandson."

Bank: "Okay, today next year, under the Statue of Liberty, I will let you have a Mongolian navy, plus an entire Indian motorcycle acrobatic army, to fight out your Xiangdu."

Killer Clown: "Don't scare you with the strange uncle's face."

Bank: "I thought so too, so I will come to you with a hood."

Killer Clown: "I am a red hood, don't fight with me."

Bank: "I'm wearing my little brother Iron Man's helmet, don't admit it."

Killer Clown: "Yesterday, today is the death anniversary of the gatekeeper. During these days every year, there are countless people wearing Avengers' hoods. How do I know who you are?"

Bank: "Who is the gatekeeper?"

Clown Killer: "I am extremely suspicious now that you are a spy sent to Earth by the Chitauri. There is no way you can get information from me. If I don't see you next year, I will call 911 and catch you." An alien spy."

Bank: "So who is the gatekeeper? Today is the anniversary of his death. Isn't today the date of the Chitauri invasion of Earth? So many people died that day, how do I know who he is?"

Killer Clown: "Do you have to pretend to be an alien? Send me some photos of Avatar and I will believe you."

Without thinking, Bank sent a video of beauties dancing in an alien bar, and then sent a few photos of Gamora looking unhappy.

Bank typed: "Have you seen this lizard man? He is the green-skinned one. He is the daughter of a universe overlord. Now he has been instigated by me to rebel. I will kill his father and come back to beat you."

This time the clown killer did not reply immediately, but remained silent for a long time before typing: "Can I also come to the masquerade party you are holding? The one with striped skin, yes, the one who wants the zebra, can you Can you give me her contact information?"

Bank still wanted to confront him, but the footsteps of Gamora and others walking towards his room could be heard in his ears.

Bank said no more to him and typed again and asked: "So who is the gatekeeper?"

Clown Killer: "Isn't the gatekeeper just Bank Lanlost? Can you stop being funny?"

Bank was stunned.

Well, today last year seemed like the time when I was exiled in the universe by my pig teammates.

But since when did I become a gatekeeper?

This feeling of celebrating one's own death anniversary is really strange.

But just when Bank was about to ask something, Gamora opened the door and came in with Rocket Raccoon.

Bank typed the last words on the communication device: "Just wait for me to come back in the alien battleship and stuff the star cannon into your ass. I'm going to flirt with the zebra sister. See you later."

Then he put away the communication device, raised his head and asked Gamora: "What happened?"

ps. When I woke up today, I suddenly saw the news of Mr. Hawking’s death and expressed my condolences to him. I will never use him as an example again