[Comprehensive] Clown training game

Henry Joel's life is the life of a man who has been in the underworld all year round. He eats, drinks, plays, has fun, and does bad things. At night, he either plays cards and gambles with his friends in the bar, or finds beautiful girls to have fun.

In order to maintain the character setting, Mr. J also had to do some related things.Of course, he is still a good Mr. J who guards his body like a jade, he just let the young lady accompany him to drink and throw dice

After a few days like this, Mr. J became a little boring.

It's raining again this afternoon, and he's whistling, hands in his pockets, chewing bubble gum, thinking about the gray sky, spitting out a giant pink bubble that's blanketing Gotham Pink filter.

Yes, it's still Gotham, and there's still the Wayne family.

It's just that at this point in time, Bruce Wayne has just returned to Gotham.It was said in the newspapers that some time ago, Mr. Wayne, who had traveled around the world, finally returned home and planned to inherit the family business honestly.

However, the media also sharply pointed out that Mr. Wayne hadn't learned much outside the past few years through short conversations with reporters. He probably spent most of his time eating, drinking and having fun, so that he was ignorant of his own company's industry. Three do not know.

A good-looking rich playboy who is useless, ha, Gotham has no shortage of such people anyway.

As a result, people from all walks of life who had hoped for Wayne's heir returned to normal.Mr. Wayne lived up to everyone's expectations. Not long after he came back, he began to occupy the headlines of the entertainment section every day.

Mr. J went to the magazine stand to buy any entertainment magazine, and when he opened it, he saw Wayne's young and handsome appearance. Of course, there were often more than one beauties in his photos, ranging from models, stars, ballet dancers, to reporters, college students and secretary.

Laughing like a drunken idiot.

Mr. J was sitting on the steps under the eaves of some apartment building, poking Mr. Wayne's face in a magazine.It's raining, he didn't bring an umbrella, and now he can't go back or go out, it's really embarrassing, he can only watch the news about Bruce in the magazine.

He is addicted to drinking and sex, and is keen on extreme sports. At a young age, he is drowsy every day and has dark circles on his face.

Hehe, it looks like that.

But God knows, Bruce doesn't drink or smoke at all, and he likes beauties quite a bit, but Wayne is also moderate, basically keeping the frequency of once or twice a week, and he won't toss himself to kidney failure.

Staying up late is a daily thing, plus you have to manage the company's affairs during the day, so it's normal to be depressed every day.

On this point, Mr. J admires Bruce quite a bit. After staying up like this every night, Master Wayne didn’t go bald or die suddenly.

Reading the gossip magazines, the stories about Wayne and the tender model, and the accompanying pictures are extremely charming. Mr. J went from being disgusted at the beginning, to getting more and more absorbed in it, and finally he relished it, his meaning was still unfinished, and his morals were broken.

The apartment door opened and a resident came out to take out the trash.

Mr. J turned his head and glanced subconsciously, but was stunned at the next moment that Jack Napier lives here

"Naipier" he was slightly surprised

The other party also looked at him in astonishment, he didn't know how to take the garbage bag in his hand.At this time, a soft voice sounded from behind Jack, "Is it your friend? It's raining outside, why don't you ask him to come in and have a seat?"

A female voice, could it be Jack's pregnant wife.

Mr. J thought absently, and then a slightly bloated figure came out from behind Napier. Because of her pregnancy, she was wearing extremely loose and cheap clothes, and her face was haggard and malnourished due to poverty, but she was still have spirit.

The moment he saw the woman, Mr. J could no longer move his eyes away.

"Lucy," he murmured.

Yes, he will never forget the other person's appearance, even though it has been so long, she is always like a soft and bright flower in his heart.Lucy, the love of his life, stood before him at this very moment.

It's just that Lucy's condition is not very good, her face is a little pale, and the flesh on her cheeks is gone.

Mr. J stood up suddenly, and the magazine fell to the ground, but he couldn't pay attention to it.He took a step towards Lucy, wanting to touch her, but he didn't dare to do it, for fear of waking up this beautiful dream that seemed to be from another life.

"Lucy, honey, Lucy" his throat nearly choked.

Say something I miss you so much Why are you here Do you remember me I've been alone for too long I'm so tired Lucy I don't want to go on alone

But Jack frowned, stood in front of his pregnant wife, and asked hesitantly, "You know him, Lucy"

Lucy shook her head, took a step back, and said in embarrassment, "No, I've never seen him, did you misunderstand the person, are you Jack's friend?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Mr. J. He felt chills all over his body, unable to speak, his lips trembling slightly, but in the end, he just slowly squeezed out a sentence from his teeth, "I'm sorry, I admit my mistake." Oh, you look too much like my first love girlfriend. Yes, her name is Lucy too."

It may be that Mr. J's appearance at the moment is too sad and pitiful, and the Jacks finally invited him to sit at home.As Mr. J expected, the other party's family was poor, and they didn't even have tea. In the end, they just boiled some hot water.

Jack was really embarrassed, so he said to go to the convenience store downstairs to buy some drinks and he would be back in 5 minutes.

Lucy nodded, and kissed him softly goodbye, while Mr. J was still immersed in the blow of "Lucy is not Lucy", lowered his head and said nothing, but his clenched fists revealed the agitation in his heart.

"How did you know Jack? I thought he was a friend." Lucy tried to open the chat mode so that the atmosphere would not be too awkward, but when she spoke, she felt that Mr. J was even more depressed and aggrieved.

Obviously my girlfriend.

Mr. J replied in a low voice, "Jack is looking for some part-time jobs recently, and I'm his temporary colleague."

"He's willing to find a job." After Lucy said this, she realized something was wrong, and quickly shook her head and said, "Don't get me wrong, I mean, Jack is a very ideal person, he always wanted to be a talk show actor actress."

"I can see it." Mr. J finally looked up and looked at this small home, where there were various performance props, and even the joke lines written by Jack Napier himself were scattered on the table, which was similar to Arthur's room.

And this kind of people who blindly pursue their ideals have one thing in common, that is, they are too poor to maintain their lives.

"He was originally a pharmacist, but he finally decided to pursue his own heart." Lucy was still trying to save Napier, but Mr. J already hated this man very much.

Oh, of course, of course he knew that Jack Napier was a pharmacist, otherwise the operation of the chemical plant would not have called him an "insider".But look at what he has done to pursue his damn dream of acting, regardless of his pregnant wife, his family is so poor, and he still doesn't want to honestly find a job

How dare he hang out with gangsters, is he courting death?

A man can't even take care of his own wife and children, so what dreams do he have? Look at how thin his poor Lucy has become. Back then, this face was so youthful, always full of joy and happiness, but Now there is only a sad face worrying about the future of livelihood.

How could his Lucy, the person he loved the most in his life, be spoiled like this by that Napier

An inexplicable anger welled up in my heart. People are selfish, and they can uphold justice without involving themselves.Just like a few days ago, Mr. J was still unwilling to hurt Napier, but now, he just wanted to pick up boiling water and pour boiling water on that man with a brain hole.

"Do you want to divorce him?" Mr. J asked abruptly.

So suddenly that there was a brief silence in the air.

Mr. J seriously looked at the familiar face that made him feel distressed, and repeated again earnestly, "Leave that useless man and find your own happiness, Lucy, no one has the right to spoil you like this, for this kind of man not worth it."

Even if it's not with me, no, Lucy must not be with Henry Joel.But Lucy might have a better life without Napier, and if she needs money, he can leave her all the money.

At this moment, Mr. J even forgot that this world is just a punishment copy.

"Do you want to divorce him? I can help you." He looked at the woman sincerely.

Lucy's lips moved, and complex emotions flashed in her eyes.At that moment, Mr. J thought she was nodding, but the next moment, Jack opened the door and came in with two bottles of soda in his hand.

Ha, soda, all Mr. J thought sarcastically.

His anger was so strong that he looked at Lucy who fell silent again, he got up unbearably, and said coldly that he would leave, without even touching a sip of soda from the beginning to the end.

Mr. J fumbled in his pocket, as if he wanted to keep all the money around him and give it to his poor Lucy.

"Warning, I'm about to do something that violates the character settings." The cold voice of the system pulled him back to reality.

Mr. J stuffed a few crumpled banknotes back into his pocket again. Because of the excessive strength, the paper was almost torn by his nails.He glanced deeply at Napier, then turned and left.

Lucy can no longer follow Napier. If she dares not file for a divorce, then Napier must leave by herself, whether it is killed by him or caught by the police.

This cowardly and selfish man who is involved in crime will never be able to give Lucy happiness.

This idea was frozen in Mr. J's mind like a knife-cut, and with the skyrocketing crazy value, his heart was full of hostility.The irresistible desire to destroy, the strong jealousy and resentment made Mr. J spend the remaining days in the underground fighting arena.

He gulped down the strong wine, his eyes were red as he watched the blood splatter in the cage, and he heard the loud cheers that broke through the sky.All of this is like an unreal farce, but it is this dreamlike farce that allows him to get such a trace of comfort in the almost suffocating version of negative emotions.

He didn't even dare to go to Lucy again, he was afraid that the anger and madness that he couldn't vent would hurt his beloved.

Let it all end, this is just a punishment dungeon.

Mr. J thought grimly, watching the boxer knock out another man's teeth, one of which splashed on his collar.But he just dusted off his clothes silently, then took the smell of blood in the air as an appetizer, and poured another bottle of strong wine with his head raised.

This dungeon will end soon, soon, it's time to act tomorrow night.