[Comprehensive British and American] Heroes set up villains script

Aesop breathed a sigh of relief, put the violin by his neck, and put the bow on the strings. He hadn't played the violin for more than two years, and his technique was unfamiliar.

Speaking of why he wanted to learn the violin in the first place, it was not because of the whim of the clown.

The clown occasionally goes out in normal clothes.

Wearing a white suit, black leather boots, and meticulous brown hair, he looks like a successful person. Who would have guessed that he was a clown?

One day, wearing such a clown, he went back to the stronghold and pulled out Aesop, who was undergoing firearms training. He held a leaflet in his hand. Aesop glanced at it. It was a promotion for a youth interest training class.

Aesop and Peggy went out when they were young. At that time, they were not particularly poor. Occasionally, old people and women stuffed them with leaflets of training courses. Originally, Peggy also wanted to enroll Aesop in a football class. A group of children were not interested in playing football, so they thought of a way to reject Peggy.

Unexpectedly, this incident would happen more than ten years later, and his blood and nominal father actually wanted him to enroll in a hobby class.

Aesop still remembers that the clown pointed a gun at his head with excitement and asked him which musical instrument he wanted to report. Aesop was silent, and he told himself that he should tell the clown whether it was piano or guitar, accordion or harmonica, he would not interested.

Fortunately, the clown didn't really intend to let him choose. He chose the violin for Aesop, neither a piano nor a guitar, nor an accordion or a harmonica.

After Aesop's private teacher taught Aesop for two months, he accidentally discovered that his father was a clown, tried to shoot and kill Aesop and called the police, but Aesop cut his throat with a bow, at least the bow of the violin Very sharp, Aesop thought while holding his arm pierced by bullets.

If he was asked to use the piano to kill people, he would really find it difficult. He couldn't lift the piano, he was extremely humble.

By the way, Aesop cursed the guy who recommended his daddy's children's interest class thousands of times in his heart.

Thanks to Aesop's quick learning, he basically mastered the violin playing in two months, and smoothly played the first half of the Symphony of Destiny in front of the clown.

The Joker doesn't like the second part of the Symphony of Fate, because he thinks the rest becomes boring after the excitement of the beginning is over.

Otherwise, Aesop suspects that the clown will definitely send himself to another training class to recreate.

The clown is unexpectedly very persistent in raising his son, which he has not tried before, just like he likes to bring himself to commit crimes. The clown calls it 'the cultivation of the relationship between father and son'.

The snowflakes fell on the tip of Aesop's nose, and Aesop was shocked. The bow made a piercing sound on the strings. He exhaled lightly, and a cloud of white mist rose up. He pulled the strings and began to play.

Accompanied by snowflakes in the bustling market on weekdays, the street market has more peace and tranquility at night than usual. The sound of the violin on the street is pleasant to the ear, but also a little sad and sad. Londonderry Air is usually played on the piano and flute The song is a bit weird with the violin, but it's not bad.

Under the warm yellow light, Aesop's side face is very gentle, his eyes are slightly squinted, his glass-colored eyes are warm, his eyebrows are flat, his eyelashes tremble slightly, and ice slag hangs on them.

His lips were raised slightly, probably because he had just bit his lips. His pale lips were red and moist. He moved his body rhythmically with the music, and his whole person looked gentle and beautiful.

This is what the girl saw through the glass window when she heard the sound of the piano. She propped her head and stared straight at Aesop. The girl didn't know what to think of, and her cheeks were slightly red. She couldn't help but smile when she looked at Aesop. Immerse yourself in it wholeheartedly.

After a while, the girl realized that Aesop's shoulders and hair were piled up with thick snowflakes. He must need a raincoat. The girl ran to the inner room to find the raincoat.

With narrowed eyes, Aesop observed the soldiers in black robes, crosses and guns who came out of the black armored vehicle. His thoughts were divided into two parts.

One part counts the number of people and the method of quickly executing them, and the other part controls the rhythm of his violin. His observation of their movements is not obvious at all. On the surface, he is still fully committed to the cause in front of him.

The soldier inspected Ola's snow-covered body with an instrument for a while, and reported the cause of death to a man in a black windbreaker who finally got out of the car.

The soldier's voice was extremely cold, and he didn't seem to be reporting the situation to the officer at all: "The brain death caused by hitting the back of the head with a blunt instrument directly shattered the back of the skull, and the bone pierced into the brain and killed him on the spot. The weapon was an Austrian Glock , the specific model is unknown, and the owner is unknown."

The official of the Holy See walked up to Ola who had been wrapped in a waterproof body bag. With a low sigh, he drew a cross on his chest with his fingers, and said as if singing: "We have sprouted and grown under the cultivation of the leader, you are the Holy See! Dedicated your life, you are brave and kind."

Then he clenched his fist and hammered the place where the heart was, and the surrounding soldiers put down their guns and sat down to do the same. "We swear to avenge every seed crushed by outsiders."

The melodious and lonely sound of the violin stopped abruptly, making the scene of the Holy See's oath not considered solemn.The officer ordered the soldiers to carry Aura's body onto the armored vehicle, and he walked towards Aesop who stopped playing the violin and watched them.

The officer shouted to Aesop: "Young man."

"?" Aesop asked with his eyes in return, but quietly clenched the bow in his hand.

The officer noticed Aesop's obviously nervous movements, he pulled out a stiff smile, pointed to the candy store behind and asked, "Are you an employee here?"

Aesop nodded, and said with some vigilance: "Yes, sir. What can I do for you?"

"You sounded very good. We don't need to be so nervous. We are God's agents." The officer comforted bluntly.

Aesop was stunned, he almost laughed out loud, what the hell?Agent of God?My old swan, he has never seen such a shameless guy.

Of course, his inner activities were not obvious on the surface, and Aesop's lips squirmed, and finally he smiled at the officer, his eyes were full of trust in what the officer said, as if he believed him.

"Sir, I know there is a song that suits you, can I play it for you?" Aesop's voice is soft and warm, and those who are familiar with him will know that he is pretending to be good again, and he added: "If you Willing to be the listener."

"Of course, it's nothing." The officer raised his eyebrows. He was curious about the track that suits him. He turned around and gestured to his soldiers, which meant that they should clean up first. Walk.

"What's that song called?" asked the prefect.

Aesop paused, spread his bow and lowered his head as if he was brewing emotions. He slowly raised his head and showed a strange smile, and said softly: "...your life."

After all, the bow slashed across the man's neck, and the blood flying from the neck covered most of the man's face, but Aesop still saw the last panic in his eyes, and the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground attracted the attention of the soldiers .

They turned their heads in unison, and saw that the chief who was talking to them just now was lying on the ground and twitching abnormally. They knew that their chief was dead with just one glance, and only the body was twitching subconsciously.

They looked up at the culprit who killed their chief. The young man in a black-haired tuxedo had a smile on his face, his pupils contracted into a small dot because of excitement, and the violin had been placed under the eaves at some point, and the The bow is still dripping blood.

"None of you can run away." Aesop said softly, his tone of excitement unconcealed.The soldiers reacted quickly and they immediately took out their guns.

Aesop rolled over and knocked down a soldier closest to him. The bow slashed across his neck. He raised his gun with the other hand and shot at the man in front of him. Aesop, who had dealt with the two enemies, was not in a hurry.

He rolled over behind a red street mailbox, silently counting the bullets in the soldier's gun.

The soldiers quickly finished the first wave of bullets and loaded the second wave of bullets in unison. Aesop did not move. He half-kneeled behind the mailbox and waited. Sure enough, the soldiers couldn't wait any longer. The mailbox where Aesop is located is approaching.

Suddenly a magazine clip slipped across the snow and was thrown out from behind the mailbox. The nervous soldiers immediately fired at the snow, mixed with flying snowflakes, and a flash bomb flew out.

There were gunshots, exclamations, and the sound of sharp knives cutting through flesh.

When the light of the flash bomb gradually receded, all the soldiers just now fell to the ground, blood stained the snow red, Aesop tore off the black cloth that was used to cover his eyes just now, unloaded the soldiers' guns and piled them all together.

Aesop dropped the magazine with two bullets and reloaded a new magazine.He quietly walked towards the front of the armored vehicle, their number was more than that, what about the rest?

Aesop took the gun and walked towards the front of the armored vehicle. Similarly, the ground in front was a mess. Not surprisingly, Jason did it, but when did he do it?He heard nothing.

At this time, there was a movement in the car, bad, the enemy.

Aesop held the gun and turned around quickly. His speed was not as fast as the opponent's. The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against Aesop's forehead.

Jason withdrew the muzzle of the gun against Aesop's forehead, took off his red helmet, and taught with a careless smile, "Who did you learn from when you always like to play tricks? A clown?"

The actions Batman taught him have always been fast, ruthless, and accurate.Fancy foreplay will only give the opponent an opportunity.

Aesop frowned deeply, and a sharp light in his eyes shot at Jason.He knew what Jason meant, why would someone who could kill them all quickly borrow a violin to act in a show.

"It's none of your business." He didn't know why he did those meaningless things. Maybe the clown gene in his body was at work, and he didn't understand when the clown arranged the scenes and activities before committing crimes. Don't understand, he's just a quiet enforcer.

Now he has actually learned the clown's habit of playing with the prey before killing it, which makes Aesop feel a little nauseous.

"Move them up. If we don't clean them up, the Owl Court will have to use the problem again, please? redhood." Aesop wiped the bow with the blindfolded cloth and instructed.

Jason shrugged.

The girl in the store finally found the raincoat that had been piled up with a layer of dust in the warehouse. She quickly wiped the raincoat with a wet towel and walked out of the store with the raincoat in her arms. She didn't see the young man standing at the door.

The girl froze for a moment, some bloodstains on the ground had gradually been covered by heavy snow, but the girl still remembered the gunshots she heard in the warehouse just now.

She thought it was just a daily fight, and gunshots were too common in Gotham.Now she has a bad premonition, the blood seems to have happened right in front of her shop, could it be that the young man was killed?

Suddenly her shoulder was patted lightly, through the thick clothes, the girl could feel the coldness of that hand, the girl turned her head and found that it was Aesop, her eyes sparkled and she let out a soft 'eh'.

"Ah, I thought you were gone. I was going to give you a raincoat just now." After the girl said this, she felt that she might be misunderstood. Her face turned red immediately, and she stammered and added: "It's snowing too much."

"Thank you." Aesop kept smiling and pretended not to hear the secret promise in the girl's words, and handed the violin back into the box to the girl.

"How often do those people who come to you to ask for protection money usually come?" Aesop

The girl put the violin case behind her back and replied: "Huh? They come here every Friday. Sometimes when they are in a good mood, they will only ask me to hand over the protection money and some candy. When they are in a bad mood, they will smash the store. Ornaments. But that’s okay, they’re all very talkative, and never smash the glass of my candy cupboard.”

Aesop still kept smiling, but there was a little coldness in his smile, didn't he smash the cabinet glass?I'm afraid I'm afraid that sales will drop and I won't be able to get money, heh, Gotham. "Friday? Today."

The girl obviously saw a few people wearing black hats and holding crowbars and baseball bats behind Aesop, she whispered: "Ah...they are here." After speaking, the girl ran into the store.

Aesop followed the girl into the store unhurriedly.

The author has something to say:

What is the big aunt, she is too vicious, he~tui!

There are fewer and fewer comments, and you are becoming more and more indifferent.For the time being, I attribute it to winter, you can figure it out.