Jiang Yuenian didn't know that the clown had a hobby of live broadcasting.

Like a fantasy anchor, he attracts people's attention with his grotesque posture and sensational behavior.

With the bouncing movements of the clown's hands, the hearts of the people who stopped and stopped seemed to tighten and contract along with them, and they unconsciously let out exclamations in their mouths.Like loyal fans, they exclaimed with empathy, but they were satisfied in breaking the shackles and shackles in their hearts.On the one hand, they are good citizens of society, on the other hand, they act as witnesses of evil, eager to break through.

Jiang Yuenian's eyes flicked over people's faces, their eyebrows and eyes showed tension, anxiety, panic and excitement that he hadn't noticed.

This is the inferiority of human beings. Jiang Yuenian believes in the goodness in human nature, but he also understands the relativity of the dialectical unity of things, the flower of evil that blooms behind the shadow of goodwill.

He wasn't sure where the screen in front of him was broadcast simultaneously.When he passed the intersection, he saw that the next intersection was also full of people who stayed in place.

The dark and gloomy room was still on the screen. As the atmosphere dropped sharply, another unfortunate person was selected by the clown.

"Oh, it's your turn this time, cutie."

He held the camera in his hand, passed over a row of panic-stricken and weeping faces, and stayed on his own face.

He pressed against the camera, the white oil paint drying and cracking along the lines of his face.The scar on the smiling face slashed with a knife squirmed with the movement of his mouth, like a centipede growing on his face.

"The last lucky one who was selected unfortunately missed the opportunity..." The camera panned to the pool of blood on the ground, like a dark red carpet, and the big smiling face next to it was more like a ruthless mockery, "Oh, let us see you Options--"

He pointed the camera at the black-haired girl's face. The girl's exquisite makeup was already weeping, black eyeliner flowed down her cheeks, and the bean paste-colored lipstick was already darkened and dirty by her lips.

"Woooooh, I can't think of it, I..."

"Huh? Don't say that, beautiful lady." The clown licked his lips nervously, "My friend is still waiting for news from me! I'm not a person who keeps his word."

"Then I think you should know what the quickest solution to this matter is." Suddenly, a man's deep voice came from the clown's cell phone. The mic is exposed.

Jiang Yuenian stared at the huge screen, and the speaker transmitted his voice from the other side of the scene, no matter where you stood on the screen, you could hear it clearly.

Everyone who stopped by clearly realized that this voice was the friend that the clown mentioned.

The row of people against the wall didn't dare to get angry at the clown, so they could only transfer their anger to the inanimate and untouchable mobile phone—more precisely, "that friend" on the other side.

"Such a nice voice is actually this pervert's friend!"

Jiang Yuenian heard the two girls next to him who had no sense of crisis feeling there.

Jiang Yuenian: "..."

"Of course, my friend, but don't you think this is very pleasant?" The clown began to indoctrinate strange thoughts again. He always has a self-contained worldview.

Jiang Yuenian glanced at it and put the phone in his pocket.

All eyes were drawn to what was happening on the screen, and no one noticed that the owner of the voice was with them.Jiang Yuenian walked through the crowd, pushed the car into the lane, and put it into his backpack.

When he came out, the live broadcast was still going on. At this time, the camera had turned to the ground, and the dried blood on the clown's crumpled clothes could be seen, and there was evidence of "painting" left on the toe of the clown.

The black-haired girl's expression calmed down, and she seemed to have broken free from her fear. Only her trembling body was still telling the fear in her heart. Her pupils were like needle points, which is what people do when they are extremely nervous. There will be a reaction, like when a knife suddenly stabs at the eyebrows in front of you.

Her gray eyes looked like beautiful gemstones on the screen, the clown almost pressed the lens on her eyeballs, the girl's tears swirled in her eye sockets, her tears seemed to have a limit, she had cried enough just now, and now she will cry again Every cry is a waste.

"Are you asking me about the resort?" She spoke every word clearly, like a candidate on a podium, completely different from before.She will take care of everyone's eyes, and everyone present seems to really feel her eyes full of strange energy.

She sneered, looked at Nali's camera, and said, "Heh, shouldn't people like you be in Arkham Asylum?"

"You are very courageous, little girl." The clown suddenly danced happily. No one knew why he was happy. Only Jiang Yuenian guessed that he probably had an interesting idea because of the new "thing" in front of him, "emmmm, Let me see, what a good idea you have! Ah, Arkham, beautiful Arkham, it's time for my friend to see it."

Jiang Yuenian frowned, and he heard the true appearance of Arkham from the words of the people around him—a chaotic, evil place where countless mental patients who should have been sentenced to death were imprisoned—it also seemed to be the lair of clowns.

The live broadcast screen shakes with the excited clown. The screen is messy and dizzy as if it has been gently wiped by a mosaic drawing tool. Jiang Yuenian can distinguish the purple and green that belong to the clown from the mixed color blocks, and the black and green of the girl. The grey, the red of the ground, and the flesh tones of the people around them who serve as backgrounds.Suddenly, a discordant color block appeared on the canvas, like a piece of ink accidentally dropped on a landscape painting, destroying the original balance.

Jiang Yuenian picked up the phone, although he didn't agree with the clown's current actions, but because he was so sincere in considering the travel destination for him...

"Be careful behind you." He said into the microphone, and then pressed the red phone symbol on the phone screen.

The big LED screen went black the moment his words were conveyed, and after a few fights, everything returned to calm.

It seems that someone who fell from the sky over there cut off the communication.

While analyzing, Jiang Yuenian outlined the black figure in his mind from the flashing picture just now - the cloak, the battle suit, the belt, the dart... and the mask.Jiang Yuenian was like an examinee who was about to hand in a test, double-checking his answers—it was a mask, yes, and indeed, it was really a mask with cat ears.

Are people in this world so cute?

He recalled the photos of the superhero "Black Panther" he saw on Tony's computer in the last world-all men seem to like this now?He thought with some uncertainty, judging from the growing cat slave group, this seems to be a very good way to attract fans?

The divergent thoughts were soon replaced by another memory of his. For some reason, he suddenly recalled the key words of the first story in yesterday's magazine: cat-eared man, tights.

No way?

He raised his head in disbelief and wanted to take another look, but the screen had been disconnected, and now the previous advertisement for the watch was playing.

It seems that I have to collect the news of this world carefully. This cat-eared man doesn't look like the male lead of an R-rated movie, but more like a hero who punishes evil and eliminates violence.

Jiang Yuenian looked at the green newsstand not far away. There was a newspaper under the elbow of the stall owner—the cover was a blue tights, a red cape, a sexy model wearing underwear, and a small curly hair on his forehead. The rolls still seem to be swaying with the wind.

Jiang Yuenian:? ? ?

Jiang Yuenian: I don't understand the current trend...

He moved closer, then looked at the other newspapers in the booth - there was a warrior woman with a glowing rope, a phantom that could only see red and yellow, and beyond that a bearded fisherman with a harpoon...  ..

"Master? Is this booth dedicated to selling cosplay-related peripherals?"

"Ah? What? You want this?" The uncle picked out his ears and shouted loudly, "This is not acceptable!" He grabbed the newspaper in his hand, "This is the last one I have left!"

Jiang Yuenian turned his head to look at the newspaper in his hand - the photo on the headline was the one he was familiar with, and Jiang Yuenian watched his cat ears pop out of the picture frame, right on top of the headline, where it said a person with Jiang Yuenian A different name comes to mind: "Batman".

"Is this man Batman?" Jiang Yuenian whispered to himself.

"Yeah, he's a good guy." The uncle is not deaf now, and he grabbed Jiang Yuenian's hand, as if he wanted to have a good communication with him. This posture looks very much like an Amway salesman, or he is desperately trying to get him You recommended the fans of idols, and Jiang Yuenian was so scared that he quickly took two steps back, broke away from the uncle's hand, and ran away in a hurry.

He didn't pay attention when he was running, Jiang Yuenian found himself going around and back to the place where he started, which was the intersection where he saw the big screen.Jiang Yuenian stood beside the traffic light, watching the little red figure stand still.

"Batman?"

"Do you like him?" A girl's voice next to him interrupted his thoughts. He just glanced at the picture of Batman briefly, but he felt an inexplicable familiarity with the appearance of that blue pupil.

When he turned around, he saw that the two girls who had praised their voices were standing beside him. The short girl with braids was obviously more lively when facing strangers than the tall girl with long hair next to her. She winked. Eyes, "I really like Superman."

"Superman." There are only a few simple words in this word, but the meaning contained in it seems to be not simple. Jiang Yuenian pondered carefully, "Are they all superheroes?"

"Of course!" Braid replied, "If they're not superheroes, who else are they?"

The long-haired girl Wenwen said quietly: "But I think Batman is not like a superhero, he is more like a vigilante dealing with crimes, sometimes I see his behavior even more extreme than some criminals ..."

This kind of debate can be endless. Jiang Yuenian hastily changed the subject when he saw the twisted braids. He had some doubts about this world, but it seemed to be a world of superheroes. He asked with a glimmer of expectation: "Do you know Iron Man?"

The two girls looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Uh, let me ask this question in a different way." Jiang Yuenian didn't give up. After all, no one can guarantee that in this world that seems to be "there are so many superheroes as dogs", there will really be someone who is richer, wiser or just a person than Tony. Super hero?He went on to ask: "Then do you know the one who is all in red and has a shiny chest..."

"I know!" Twist Braid hurriedly replied, "You're talking about The Flash!"

"No, it's the kind that can fly in mechanical armor..."

This time it's long hair, "You're talking about steel bones."

Jiang Yuenian gradually became confused, and he continued, "It's the kind that is red all over, has a shiny chest, and can fly..."

The two replied in unison: "I know, you are definitely talking about Shazam!"

Jiang Yuenian: What is this?

After the conversation between the chicken and the duck, under the recommendation of the two girls, Jiang Yuenian went to another block. There was a row of old-looking shop doors, and every sign was engraved with traces of rain, snow and wind. Jiang Yuenian chose a pair of sapphire cufflinks that matched Bruce's eyes in the 100-year-old custom clothing store in the innermost place.

It was already noon when he walked out of the store.

Preparations for the birthday dinner at Bruce Wayne's house are in full swing.

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I've been very sad recently.

I'm coming soon, and I still work overtime every day. I got off work at [-]:[-] noon today, had a meal, and started working again at [-]:[-].

It is said that there may be a transfer of work place recently.

Hey, I am full of negative energy, I hope I can survive this period!

I really want to show my happy side to everyone. I know that everyone will also be troubled by the three-dimensional thing, so when you read, you will want to read something relaxing and happy, so I will cheer up!

Comparing!Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: 1 promise;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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