[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying table pets change all over

Unexpectedly, the clown really didn't give up the idea of ​​arresting him. Tang Su stood up, patted the ashes on his pants, and then frowned at him: "Why are you arresting me?"

"Just want to play a game with you." The corner of the clown's mouth raised a strange arc.

Tang Su asked coldly, "What game?"

As he spoke, he subconsciously touched his pocket, which was empty.

"Are you looking for this?" The clown flipped his hand.

In the palm of his hand were Tang Su's mobile phone and watch.

"This kind of thing that will destroy the balance of the game, I will keep it for you for the time being." The clown's scarlet lips curled up.

Tang Su pursed her lips tightly.

The clown suddenly threw a black object at him, only to find it was a gun after receiving it.

An ominous thought flashed through his mind.

"The game is very simple." The clown was also spinning the gun in his hand, he hooked his finger on the trigger, and smiled strangely: "Did you see the people in this room?...Of course, their identities are not important, it's just me Just grab it."

"Now you have two choices, kill them, or be killed by me."

Tang Su lowered his head. It was the first time he touched the gun at this time. He only felt that his hand was heavy and the gun/stock was very cold. He held it slowly and thought about the countermeasures in his heart.

There was only a click, and the clown had already raised his gun and pointed it at him.

"Time is running out." The clown opened his mouth wide and exaggerated: "You have ten seconds."

"ten--"

"I've never used a gun before." Tang Su interrupted him: "But I still know some basic knowledge. Is this gun loaded/loaded?"

"Of course." The clown raised his eyebrows.

"Oh." Tang Su stopped talking.

He pointed the gun at the person diagonally in front of him. It was a woman in business attire. Her mouth was gagged, her hands and feet were tied to a chair, she kept making whining sounds, and big drops of water came out of her wide-open eyes. Big tears.

Tang Su held up the gun, but did not make another move for a long time.His brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was making a painful choice.

When the countdown reached the second second, his hands were trembling, his body slightly turned to the clown, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

The next second, the gun that was aimed at the hostage suddenly turned away.There was a bang, and the fire exploded.

Tang Su clutched her left shoulder, blood gushing from between her fingers.

"Surprise!" The clown laughed.

The gun in Tang Su's hand fell to the ground. He didn't pick it up, but just stood there, short of breath.

There was no bullet in his gun, as if the clown had expected him to make this choice, and had taken precautions in advance.

"It's boring to play games like this." He endured the pain, his voice still trembling unavoidably.

"I think it's very interesting." The clown smiled, his pale face looked like a deadly ghost in the dim light.

Tang Su frowned: "What is your purpose of arresting me here, just to give me an empty gun to play with me?"

He really couldn't understand the clown's behavior, and he couldn't stand it because of the pain in the wound on his shoulder.

"Don't be so serious, don't you think it's funny?" The clown shook his head: "The game is over."

He turned around and wanted to go out, but Tang Su rushed up a few steps: "Give me my mobile phone!"

"Of course...no." The clown put the gun on his forehead: "Good boy, be good, I don't want you to die yet."

Tang Su gritted her teeth, took a few steps back, and watched him close the door.

The wound was still bleeding, so he took off his coat and gave himself an emergency treatment.

It hurt so bad that I was trembling when I was breathing, and my hands were covered with blood, as if the whole world was blood red.

This reminded Tang Su of bad memories. He closed his eyes hard, took a few deep breaths on the spot, and then started groping in the basement.

It seems to be temporarily "requisitioned" here, with a lot of sundries from life.Tang Su found the knife and scissors inside. He frowned and looked at the people tied to the chair, wondering if he should untie them.

He was worried that someone was pretending to be a villain, but after thinking about it again, the clown didn't need to arrange such a trick at all, so he cut everyone's ropes in order from left to right.

He didn't speak after that, just groped around the room by himself.

"What do we do now?" someone asked aloud.

"You can't just sit here and wait for death." One of the people in a white shirt and tie said violently: "Let's rush out together!"

"They have guns in their hands." Another retorted: "Even if they rush out, they will be killed."

They were arguing, and there was chaos, and there were cries of fear.

Tang Su leaned against the wall, feeling dizzy due to excessive blood loss.

"Let me help you re-bandage." A person approached him: "You can't last long like this."

"... I'm in trouble." Tang Su narrowed his eyes, looked at him carefully for a moment, and then nodded.

They are dealing with the wound here, and the group of people are still arguing there.After more than ten minutes, it seemed that they finally realized that even if they continued, they would not get any results. Everyone stopped, or slumped on the ground, or leaned against the wall.

An air of despair enveloped the basement.

Tang Su looked at them silently.

"Is this New York?" he asked suddenly.

"Probably." said the man who bandaged him.

"Hey, boy, what did that guy arrest you for?" A man came over.

He was much taller than Tang Su, with a strong build, and he seemed to exercise regularly. He said in an aggressive tone: "Listen to that strange guy, he arrested us for you."

"I don't know." Tang Su said, "But the reason why the clown arrested you is definitely not just because of me."

If there were bullets/bullets in the gun at the beginning, Tang Su might still be entangled, but there were no bullets/bullets in the gun at the beginning, which shows that the purpose of the clown to catch him was not for that boring game.

"I don't want to die here!" one woman screamed.

It was the professional woman Tang Su pointed a gun at before. Her makeup was all over, her clothes were wrinkled, and her eyes were red and swollen.

"You have been arrested for less than a week now. It is the duty of the police to find you, and it has nothing to do with superheroes." Tang Su's voice was cold: "Waiting for others to rescue you, why don't you find a way to be self-reliant, and you will only lie on the ground Cry, there is no way a superhero can save you every time."

He stared straight at each other, and the woman was frightened by his eyes, and she huddled in the corner and whimpered softly.

"Okay." The person next to him suddenly said: "It's been dealt with briefly, but it's best to go to the hospital as soon as possible to remove the bullet, otherwise it may cause infection."

"Thank you." Tang Su smiled at him.

But to put it simply, in the current situation, it is difficult to escape, let alone go to the hospital.

The pain of treating the wound made Tang Su's clothes almost drenched in cold sweat. He leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and breathed as gently as possible.

The clown took his phone and armor, but the other party should know that the star is no longer in his hands, even if he took the phone, it is impossible to wait for a Batman inside.

Moreover, why did the clown come to New York, and what purpose did he have?

Tang Su pressed her temple with her right hand, forcing herself to think calmly.

From the beginning, the clown should be aiming at the stars, and before that, the clown and Hydra had cooperated, I don't know if they still maintain a cooperative relationship.And Hydra's goal is also the stars, and the stars are now merged with Elavi...

Are they trying to use him to lure Elavi out? !

Tang Su suddenly opened his eyes.

"Don." A warm voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

Tang Su was taken aback for a moment, and answered him in his mind: "Charles?"

"It's me." Charles hummed, and asked again: "Do you know where you are? Are you injured?"

"I only know that it's in a basement now." Tang Su said, "But it should still be in New York."

"I can roughly determine your location." Charles comforted him: "We will rescue you soon."

"The clown is here, and he probably has his henchmen. There are about seven or eight people with me in the basement, all of whom were captured by the clown." Tang Su said everything he knew: "I suspect he wants to Use me to draw out superheroes or Elavi, don't fall for his tricks."

"I see." Charles listened quietly: "You can stay where you are."

Tang Su hummed, and the anxiety in his heart calmed down a bit.He let out a long breath, raised his head and closed his eyes, and leaned the back of his head against the cold and hard wall, as if this would make him calmer.

The wound is still in dull pain, but it may be that the pain has been going on for a long time, it has become numb, and it is slightly more bearable than before.

He counted silently in his heart, but gradually, a voice overlapped with the silent recitation in his heart.

tick tock...

Thinking of the tricks the clown likes to play, Tang Su's expression changed suddenly, she straightened up, and listened attentively.

The voice was very weak, but when he focused his attention on his ears, the tiny voice gradually amplified.

Tang Su stretched out his hand to lift off the gray tablecloth, and a cuboid bomb suddenly appeared in front of him.

The bright red countdown above becomes 9:30:25, and keeps decreasing.

9 minutes.

He made a decisive decision: "Quick, knock the door open!"

The people who saw the bomb/bomb were panicking, but when they heard the order, they had a direction to act no matter what, and all gathered towards the door.

The door looked like a rusty iron door, but it was closed tightly, no matter how they bumped it, it would not budge.

"There must be something blocking the door outside!" The fitness man who had questioned Tang Su before kicked the iron door hard.

The countdown to the bomb/bomb was slowly decreasing.

Tang Su stared at the constantly beating numbers, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, but at this moment, even swallowing seemed to be difficult.

Even if he wants to wait for rescue here, can the superhero arrive in 9 minutes?Tang Su walked to the door silently and pushed it hard.

The iron door made an overwhelmed creaking sound, as if it had finally opened a crack.