[Comprehensive] Clown training game

Jack Napier, a former pharmacist in a chemical plant, a small person from the middle and lower classes, a fool who should obviously live his life honestly, but insists on chasing the ideal of talk show.

How can ordinary people have ideals, ideals always belong to the upper class.

For example, Mr. Bruce Wayne can have the childish ideal of "Gotham is peaceful and beautiful", because he has a lot of money to burn, he can spend a lot of money to study around the world, and he can also spend a lot of money to build armor and weapons.

Is Batman playing with props?What people play is US dollars!

So Wayne can pursue his ideals, but Napier can't, and Mr. J can't either. People like them are not qualified, and they can live a peaceful life without any waves.

Therefore, Mr. J thinks that Jack is an irresponsible fool, a romantic idealist who cannot recognize the cruel reality.But this kind of person can be romantic on his own, and it's really not good to involve his wife and children.

"I want to try another theater tomorrow." Jack rubbed his face haggardly, and sat down on the chair, "I'm sorry, Lucy, I didn't take good care of you, I promise this is the last time. Can No, can you give me some money?"

"How much money do you have left?"

Mr. J stroked his stomach and thought, what would happen if he were thrown from the window at this time?Will the system feel that it is OOC?Oh, yes, after all, we still have to maintain the character design.

So, Mr. J showed a gentle smile as much as possible, and said to Jack Napier: "Jack, can you stop being a stand-up show actor." Give up, you have no talent for telling jokes, brother!

Jack was slightly taken aback, and looked up at Mr. J.

"You used to be a pharmacist. Although you resigned, you can find a related job. You have experience, even if you start from the bottom." ah.

Although I have decided to touch Boss Wayne, but the more than 100 dollars in my collection cannot be used for nothing by scumbags.

"Pharmacists are too underpaid to take care of you." Jack insisted.

Mr. J narrowed his eyes, you can't even be a pharmacist, what are you thinking about doing?No, what can you do?Even he can only be trapped in Lucy's pregnant body, he can't even do financial manipulation, he can only think about touching Bruce?

Poor and lowly couples are sad, but poverty breeds evil.

How many people have finally done things that they once despised because they had nowhere to go?

"Don't worry, Lucy, I will always protect you and the child, and I will never let you get any harm." Jack saw Mr. J's delay in speaking, and thought it was his wife who was worried, so he grabbed her hand, said seriously.

Napier's eyes are so sincere and persistent, even with a kind of obsessive paranoia, Mr. J hardly dared to look directly into Jack's eyes, he subconsciously felt threatened, he couldn't even believe that if he filed for divorce at this time, How the other party will go crazy.

Something is wrong with this man, he can't take risks until he has the ability to protect himself.

He died, but was resurrected by the spicy chicken system to do it again, but he couldn't let Lucy and the child have an accident.

Mr. J squinted his eyes, endured the creepy feeling all over his body, let Jack hug him tenderly, and whispered in his ear like crazy: "Lucy, I'm sorry, I miss you so much, we will never be separated again. "

"Our family will be together forever."

Mr. J: Hehe, you are mentally retarded.

In the following days, it was almost Mr. J's unilateral cold war with Jack.

Jack was not angry at all, with a kind of tolerance that had no bottom line, and Mr. J did whatever he wanted.However, fortunately, this scumbag felt guilty. He was no longer just busy going to the theater for interviews every day, and started to bring some food and change home at night.

Where can a person without a job get money and food?

Mr. J was a little suspicious, worried that the money came from a wrong way.But on the one hand, the pregnant body is too bulky to investigate in person; on the other hand, regardless of whether things come right or not, it is indeed what Lucy's body urgently needs.

He closed his eyes and drank all the warmed milk, resisting the vomitous milky smell, opened the vitamin jar next to him, poured two in his hands, and endured the nausea until he felt dizzy.

Jack had to be divorced, and whatever Napier was scheming was likely to involve his wife and children.

Gotham is a place that cannibalize people, especially the people at the bottom. As long as they show weakness, they will be doomed. If they make a wrong move, they will die without a place to die.On this point, Mr. J could not be more clear.

These days were so embarrassing for a few days, and Jack tried his best to spend time with him, but it only made Mr. J more uncomfortable and uncomfortable, just to maintain Lucy's personality, he had to show superficial tenderness.

This afternoon, Jack was cleaning the house, sorting out a pile of rubbish to throw away.

Mr. J was really bored at home for a few days, and he was very bored, so he proposed to throw out the garbage together, so that he could breathe fresh air.Jack agreed gently, even with the joy of "my wife is finally willing to talk to me" in his eyes.

When he reached the door, Jack stopped suddenly.

"Naipier?" A rough, strange male voice sounded,

From Mr. J's perspective, you can see a cold look flashing across Jack's side face.Oh hoo, this submissive man actually has such a cold and stern look, this person is a bit interesting.

In line with the fact that it is not a big deal to watch the excitement, and also in line with the mentality of "underestimating the discomfort of the enemy's scumbag, I am comfortable", Mr. J smiled and said: "Jack, is this your friend? It is raining outside, why don't you invite him?" Come in and sit down?"

He walked past, um, finally saw it, it was a tall and strong man, still chewing gum in his mouth, he looked like a Gotham gangster.Sure enough, Jack didn't do anything good outside during this time, hehe, he dared to get mixed up with this kind of person.

Leave!This kind of man must divorce Lucy!

However, at the next moment, unexpectedly by Mr. J, the tall and burly Gotham gangster looked like a little girl who had been wronged. Hold back abruptly.

"Lucy." He wanted to come up and touch Mr. J's hand.

Fuck, why is there another one? !

Mr. J doesn't know whether Lucy recognizes this person, but he certainly doesn't know this bastard.So, he rejected the other party mercilessly, and the latter showed a heartbreaking expression, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake, you look too much like...my former first love girlfriend. Yes, she also Lucy."

Thank you, see you, Lucy is my first girlfriend, get the hell out, you two nasty men!

It stands to reason that Jack's "friend" should come to entertain him, but Mr. J doesn't want to talk to him, and Jack still looks cowardly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Maybe it was because of looking at the sad and pitiful appearance of the burly man, or maybe it was because Wayne smiled so brightly in the gossip magazines that fell on the floor, Mr. J finally gritted his teeth and touched his stomach, and asked Jack to invite him home for a cup of tea .

Hell, they don't even have tea at home, so they end up with a pot of boiling water.

What did you say, milk?Milk is not convenient for guests, and it's Lucy and the child's rations, so it's not cheap for a gangster!But it was a bit embarrassing to be given plain water. In the end, Jack and Mr. J looked at each other. Mr. J gave the former a hard look, and Jack said reluctantly, "I'll go buy some drinks and I'll be back in five minutes."

In front of outsiders, Lucy's virtuous image must be maintained!

So, Mr. J endured the nausea all over his body, and gently kissed Jack on the cheek. The latter's eyes lit up, and he looked pitiful. Finally, it was not until Mr. J slammed him that Jack turned around and left.

Mr. J sat on the chair, looked at Henry Joel, who was clearly a big man but shrunk like a chicken, rubbed his temples with a headache, and said awkwardly: "How did you know Jack?" , I thought his friend..."

Henry looked at him sadly, and Mr. J felt goose bumps all over his body.

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

colleague?Very well, Jack Napier played the black stone hammer to death!

Mr. J restrained the urge to roll his eyes, and still maintained the "gentle, kind and good wife" persona in front of outsiders, and helped Napier say something nice, completely adhering to the pattern of smiling on his face and mmp in his heart.

Suddenly, he heard Henry Joel ask abruptly: "Then do you want to divorce him?"

aha?Another prying corner?Even if he wants to divorce Lucy and Jack, it doesn't mean you, a weak soul, can take advantage of it!Lucy is my girlfriend!I will never agree with her marrying a gangster!

Mr. J roared inwardly.

"Do you want to divorce him? I can help you." Henry Joel looked at him sincerely.

Mr. J moved his lips, how about hammering him to death so as to avoid future troubles forever?

Just a second before a horrific murder was staged in the room, Jack Napier pushed the door open, holding two bottles of cheap soda in his hand.He looked at Henry Joel, then at Lucy, and said nothing.

But Mr. J has an inexplicable illusion of being "caught".

Probably just trying to poach a corner in the front, the latter's husband came back too embarrassing.Henry Joel didn't stay long, and eventually left in a huff.

Jack didn't go to deliver it either. He drank the bottle of soda and put the other bottle back in the refrigerator. Then he turned to Mr. J and said, "Lucy, is there enough milk? I'll go buy some more."

"What's the matter with you and that person? He doesn't look like a good person." Mr. J frowned. He had an ominous premonition that it was not right to go on like this. I am afraid that what Jack is going to do will affect Lucy and the child, brother The Tan Gang is notoriously cruel and ruthless.

"I promise, Lucy, I won't let anything happen to you, don't worry."

"Don't worry? How can I not worry?!" Three points are really angry, seven points are acting, Mr. J also wants to take this opportunity to raise the matter of divorce, "Jack, when you were pursuing your dream, did I stopped you?"

"Over the years, I am willing to pay for your dream, because I have always loved you. But you should not go astray, and you will kill the whole family if you associate with that kind of person." Mr. J said, Tears actually fell down.

He suddenly realized that it wasn't just his own emotion, it was Lucy's tears.

Just like what the system said, each identity card has its own emotional debuff, as time goes by in the instance, this emotion will more and more affect Mr. J's emotions.

The emotion of Lucy's card is fear.

How difficult is it for a pregnant woman with no hope and no support in a place like Gotham?Her husband can't count on him at all, and he has contacts with gangsters. Seeing everything, Lucy feels great fear.

Tears fell uncontrollably. Mr. J only had time to look for a napkin, but was held in Jack's arms. The man's painful voice came from beside his ears: "I'm sorry, Lucy, it's all my fault."

It's a pity that Lucy's fear is not only for the gangster, but also for this husband.

Mr. J suddenly pushed the person away, feeling a dull pain in his stomach, but he knew he couldn't wait any longer, so he said coldly: "Jack, let's get a divorce. I'm really scared. I don't want to be scared forever."

Jack didn't seem to understand at first, but immediately, the man's face changed, and a trace of resentment flashed through his eyes, and he said without hesitation, "I don't agree."

"Then what can you give me? Now, you can't even give me safety!"

"Sorry, Lucy, this is the last time."

"I'm done with your last time. Every time, every time you leave the house with the money, you tell me it's the last time. Jack, I really, really can't take it anymore."

Even Mr. J couldn't tell whether it was Lucy's roar or what he meant.

Jack seemed to want to hug him, but Mr. J just turned around and locked himself into the bedroom, shouting almost uncontrollably: "I hate you, Jack." The fetus in the womb also had fetal movement due to the mother's violent emotions reaction.

As the abdominal pain intensified, Mr. J felt bad, but the eruption just now was beyond his complete control.Lucy has endured too much worry and fear, and this kind of outbreak will happen sooner or later. He just feels sorry for his girlfriend, and he is glad that he is the one who bears all these, not Lucy.

Jack couldn't get in, and it was impossible to force his way in. After a moment's silence, he said from the other side of the door: "I see, Lucy, I'm going to turn them down now, and I'll never see them again. You ……do not be afraid."

"I swear, I'll never let you be scared again."

The footsteps outside the door walked away, but Mr. J frowned even more tightly. The fetus seemed to be not doing well, it hurt too much, could it be that he was going to have a miscarriage?No, no, this is his and Lucy's child, absolutely not...

Just when everything was going in a hopeless direction, when Mr. J was holding his stomach helplessly, a pair of warm and strong hands pressed his palm, and quickly injected him with medicine.

The fetus slowly stabilized, and Mr. J seemed to be fished out of the water.Only then did he have the energy to look up and see who appeared to save him just now.

Familiar chin, familiar dark armor, familiar cloak, familiar cat ears... Ah no, it's bat ears.

Groove, Batman.

No, the Batman in this world has just debuted, and it has nothing to do with Mr. J at all.How did he find here?Did he know Jack or Lucy?Wait, the doors and windows are locked, how did he get in?

"Bruce?" he asked in surprise.

"Listen to me, I can't stay in this world for too long, and I can't help you change anything." Batman whispered quickly: "This may be an excessive request, but, J, you must persevere."

"What do you want me to hold on to?" Mr. J smiled wryly, "I have nothing, how long can you even remember?"

No matter how deep the relationship is, no matter how deep the bond is, the system only needs to refresh the whole world.In their eyes, he was still that scheming clown, and everything was in vain.

He has known for a long time that the Lucy of this world may not be Lucy, it is very likely that the system is seducing him.But what else can he do?Except for this battered and persevering soul, apart from these illusions, there is nothing left of him.

He doesn't even know how much longer he can last, how much longer will Bruce remember him?

"No." Batman whispered, and even reached out to wipe the sweat off Mr. J's cheeks. His steady voice was like an anchor in the deep sea, like an unfailing lighthouse between heaven and earth, unshakable by all monsters and ghosts .

"Even if you are forced to forget it here." He pointed to his brain.

"As long as it doesn't change here, it will never really be forgotten."

The fingers wearing Kevlar gloves lightly pressed on the position of Mr. J's heart.