[Comprehensive] Clown training game

Although Match Ma Long intends to tease the beauty, Clark's fate is still in the hands of the "boss".

Not long after, the boss came. He was a slightly obese middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, but shrewd and vicious.He glanced at the match Malone who seemed to be growing without bones on the sofa.

The latter yawned listlessly, took a "stuffed" cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and puffed on it enjoying himself.This guy is very arrogant and very powerful, but Corey thinks he can handle this knife.

After all, among so many pig hands, the matchmaker Malone is easy to use.

Corey wanted to interrogate this suspicious person, and the little reporter shrank back. He was not afraid of being beaten, but he was afraid that the other party's hands would be swollen, and it would be difficult to explain when the time came.If Superman's vest fell off, Clark shuddered, and this is Batman's territory after all, he really wanted to give this little friend who is also the protector of the city a good impression.

No, you don't have a good impression, Superman, and you're going to beat him until he's paralyzed.

Fortunately, Clark's documents are complete, and he may be acting a little cowardly.Corey also felt that the other party didn't seem to be sent by anyone, but just a sailing enthusiast next door accidentally bumped into him, so he waved his hand and asked someone to get rid of this innocent passerby.

"Do it cleanly, and just sink into the sea according to the old rules."

One sentence can decide a person's life or death, but the little reporter was relieved instead. It's okay, it's okay, just sink him into the sea, at worst, he can swim back to the metropolis by himself after they leave.Even this identity can no longer be used, and Miller did not investigate anything. I am afraid that he will be scolded to death by Perry.

Seeing the little reporter's desperate expression made Corey feel more joyful in controlling other people's life and death.

He waved his hand, and originally wanted to call him a little brother, but he didn't expect that Match Malone slowly pushed the cigarette butt away in the ashtray, revealing the blurred joy after smoking, and said to Corey, "I'll deal with him."

Corey, who had heard about Match Malone's "hobby", looked at the sapphire-like eyes of the little reporter, and suddenly realized, and felt a little disgusted.He didn't want to embarrass his subordinates because of a dying plaything, so he nodded in agreement.

The surrounding subordinates watched the match Ma Long push the man to the remote room, and they all burst into laughter, full of malice and teasing, and some even whistled for them.

Because of the remoteness, the light was not turned on in the room, and the little reporter was pushed directly onto the bed by the other party. It was good, at least there was a cushion, so that he would not smash the bed board directly.In the darkness, Clark could still see every detail clearly. He saw Matchstick Malone retracting his lazy and dangerous expression, frowning in thought.

That expression was too righteous to make people connect him with the previous image.

After a while, the man's cell phone turned on, and Match Malone looked down for a few seconds. When he looked up, his eyes were full of displeasure and disgust, and then he directly shouted, "Clark Kent, an intern reporter from the Daily Planet"

oos, it's over.

"Why do you know"

"Shut up if you want to live." Bruce rubbed his temples in pain. It was impossible for him to let an innocent person be killed in front of his eyes.The other party is a reporter from Metropolis. Damn it, what are Metropolis reporters doing in Gotham to investigate such a dangerous thing?

Isn't this causing trouble for him?

"Are you uncomfortable?" The other party asked cautiously.

""Yes, I was annoyed by you journalists who are just looking for trouble.

"Uh, I just saw you smoke some, um, do you need to sit down and rest?"

Great, still a bad guy.Bruce patted the man's hand away, and threatened in a low voice, "If you want to live, don't say anything, don't ask anything, let Clive Koma die here, and you go back to Metropolis, don't mention What happened today is not allowed to come to Gotham again."

"Otherwise." A sharp knife was pressed against the young reporter's neck, and the other party said dangerously, "I will make you regret living in this world."

Be careful, the blade will curl up when it touches his skin.

But Clark didn't speak, because he heard footsteps. It seemed that someone had come to the door of the room and was still listening to the voices inside. There was more than one person.Unexpectedly, Match Ma Long also realized this, his face changed slightly, and he directly tore off the little reporter's clothes. The sound of the clothes was so clear that the footsteps of outsiders paused.

Then, he leaned close to Clark's ear and ordered in a small voice, "Call out, scream, beg, cry, whatever, don't let anyone outside find out, or you and I will be finished."

Of course, this was to scare the Kent reporter. Even if he was found out, Batman would be able to escape with the little reporter. It’s just that he has been undercover for two months to investigate Gotham’s new drug case. Idiot and waste of all previous efforts.

"aha"

"hurry up"

Clark had never screamed, pleaded, or cried in his life.Oh, no, when he was about six years old, he begged his mother to give him an extra piece of candy; then when he was in middle school, he begged the school belle to attend the prom with him; when the family cat died, he ran to the moon and cried; When I was angry, I screamed that I was going to run away from home

Uh, I won't mention this kind of dark history.

But the situation is urgent and there is no time to think about it. The little reporter blushed and tried to imitate the shouting of being bullied, "Don't save me, don't do this, I beg you, let me go, no, who can come and save me?" I"

For the rest of his life he didn't want to recall that line again.

Calling for help without sincerity is more embarrassment and self-defeating than fear.Hearing this voice, Batman almost wanted to roll his eyes, but fortunately, the other party's voice was high-pitched, and it was impossible to hear anything outside through the door panel.

In order to match his screams, Bruce also had to cooperate with the extremely shameful villain's lines, all the dirty words and swear words on the streets of Gotham were thrown out, and the cursing was mixed with heavy breathing.

Swear to God, this guy said something that made people blush, while his expression was so cold and calm, he looked like a schizophrenic.And Clark felt that he had heard all the fancy swearing in his life at this moment.

And, the nasty jokes on the streets of Gotham simply amazed innocent aliens.

The footsteps outside did not leave, and Bruce cursed again in his heart, thinking that if he went down, he would be fine, and the reporter could embarrass himself to death.So he yelled twice, covered the other person's mouth with cloth, motioned him to mutter twice, and then performed the whole scene by himself.

Damn, these bastards out there like to listen to the corner

In the end, it was the feeling of the soft cloth strangling his throat. Of course Bruce didn't try hard, but he signaled the little reporter to struggle, and finally kept a safe silence.It's all over, and Clark feels he can fly off Earth to calm down.

Match Ma Long opened the door, raised his eyebrows with a smile and said, "I'm happy to hear it, who wants to hear it next time, why don't you come with me in person?"

Everyone shook their heads quickly. It was also because they didn't want it, it was Corey's order.The cunning opponent still didn't believe him. Bruce didn't change his face. Through his figure, he could see the strangled corpse on the bed. The fabric around the neck was not taken off. The victim's eyes were staring at the sky. He should be dead. , after all, a living person cannot live without blinking for such a long time.

In the end, Match Ma Long said "one night couple, one hundred night grace", and he personally sent the other party down to feed the fish.Cover it with a bag, tie it with a rope, tie it to a stone and throw it into the sea.

Of course, the rope is a slipknot, he also gave Clark a knife, and the stone was not really tied.He asked just now, and the reporter said that he knows how to swim, and his water skills are not bad.Otherwise, he would have to find another way.

After the dead of night, Clark rose from the water.

He swam to the other side of Gotham, and sat quietly on the beach for a while, as if remembering something, he broke down and shook his head violently.Wait, Kryptonians don't have the bent gene, right?

No, his crush goddess is obviously Louise

Superman, who was confused by himself, simply stomped his feet and flew to outer space to cool off.Of course, this matter will not end so easily, not only because of the mysterious identity of Match Malone, but also because of what Corey and others are doing.

"I went back to investigate and met Bruce again, and of course, I finally found out who he was. The Metropolis disappearance and Gotham's new drug case were done by a group of people. They were supposed to catch test subjects in Gotham, but Bat The Knights soon noticed it and tracked it down. They had to bail out of the Dark Knight for a while."

Yi Chao twitched his lips, "So, they reached out to the disadvantaged groups in the metropolis."

"We stopped it, Corey and his men got caught, and Bruce and I got to know each other. It took me a long time to understand that strange feeling at the time, it should be ahem, to this aspect. I have no experience in things, so I am too shy."

No, Mr. J, is it a little embarrassing for you to tell me this, I am a clown, not a tree hole

Well, he understands, he understands, Superman has held back these words for too long, and dare not say them to anyone.It doesn't matter to him, anyway, in the eyes of Wu Yichao, he will be a dead person sooner or later, and he will always be under his nose.

"But this place still has a lot of value to me. It's ridiculous that it survived the destruction of the Metropolis, and it's still here, like a mockery of our friendship."

Mr. J, you are sure that you two are really friends, why do I think you guys are gay?

Speaking of Metropolis, Bu Yichao's face darkened again, he stared at the injured clown, and murmured, "But you ruined everything, you ruined my city, my wife and children, my friends, I my job, my faith, my Batman."

Superman suddenly laughed, laughing so that Mr. J was creepy, he said softly, "Speaking of which, I need a clown, but I don't necessarily need a clown like you."

Especially when he lost his composure just now, the clown heard too many things.Although I forgive him for not being able to make any waves, but being known by unrelated people, especially being known by the clown, he feels uncomfortable after all.

"I'll kill all the clowns to save the Metropolis that hasn't been destroyed, but I don't need you right now, so you have to die too." His eyes turned red again.

I knew it would be life-threatening to listen to these gossips. Unyi Chao is a lunatic. He is as moody as a clown. He turns his face and refuses to recognize anyone.

"The object with a favorability level of 999 confided in the player an important heartfelt message. Congratulations to the player for completing the special achievement Tree Holeman and obtaining the special skill Tree Hole. Active skills, with a 50 chance to force any immediate favorability to be negative, and the level is greater than the player's level 80 The person you want to confide to you the secret hidden deep in your heart, but there is an [-]% chance of angering the other party afterwards, resulting in life-threatening, no cooldown time, and cannot be upgraded.”

Oh, I can go to your place