Workaholic

Who am I, where am I, and what do I do?

The system’s unemotional mechanical sound uses its screams to reveal the despair of a novice Xiaobai seeing his host’s series of deaths. Exploded to the extreme.

Don't ask it why the wind in July is so cold.

It was the tenderness in my heart like water, and the ice that froze 40 meters in an instant kept poking at my chest.

The smile on the clown's face disappeared in an instant, and his gray face stared at the little black-haired guy downstairs.

The green pupils dyed by alkalization stared at him, those cold eyes were full of malice, like poisonous snakes, making people feel the creepy fear.

It seems to be looking at this person who knows how to provoke him, no, it should be precisely sexual/harassment.

The black-haired young man could only straighten his waist, stabilize his expression, and make himself look calm. It seemed that what he just said was just a joke for his active atmosphere, or that he was accidentally controlled by an alien spacecraft passing by in the sky. up.

He, Wang Chaohua, only felt that his legs were going weak, he was really about to cry, it was simply too scary, a group of people were staring at him, as if he was a rare animal locked in a zoo.

No, he is not as good as the rare animals in the zoo. After all, rare animals are protected by law if they ask such questions.And he has neither money nor power, and now the clown can kill himself with a single shot.

And if he gets cold, he will have to bear the title of a clown and a gay guy.

It's too awful.

"p—urple."

The clown showed his signature smile again, the corners of his red mouth curved upwards like a bloody mouth, looking weird and eerie.

Gotham City

iceberg club

The amber liquid was slightly rippling in the wine glass, and the wine glass made slight and crisp collisions.

A man with thick curly hair and caramel eyes is lazily nestling on the soft and comfortable sofa. From time to time, a beautiful woman with a good figure walks by and winks at the man.

When a man is happy, he will blow a kiss back, and his whole body exudes the smell of a playboy.

The man opposite beckoned, and a waiter withdrew him, and closed the door of the box along the way.

Opposite him was a fit man in a dark suit, who was also sitting casually on the sofa, with a cynical smile on his lips, but it seemed a bit fake from Stanke's point of view.

"The taste in your cup is really uncomfortable. Are you a girl? It's so unreal."

Steinke casually looked at the other party's wine glass, showing a disgusted expression: "It would be sad if those girls knew that the famous Mr. Blue Wayne is actually a serious person who doesn't drink."

"Life is less fun if you don't drink."

"Alcohol is wrong." Wayne put the ginger soup aside indifferently.

He never drank alcohol, and even in social occasions, the glass filled with ginger soup, which was similar to alcohol, was used indiscriminately.

"A wounded patient still drinks, I'm not the same as you." Wayne said mercilessly, implying something.

Stank's face stiffened.

As a celebrity, his every move was closely watched by the paparazzi. Of course, the hospitalization was reported to the media very quickly, and there were various speculations for a while.

What kind of enemies came to revenge, the attempted murder by the old lover, the failure of the secret weapon... Some conspiracy theories came out, and people couldn't help admiring how these writing heads grew out, and they could think of so many reasons to cover up for him , he couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding.

Iron Man swung his wine glass: "My name is love and dedication."

"Be careful with hemorrhoids," Batman said.

Tony Tank almost spit out water.

"whatf?" Stank stared wide-eyed: "Who did you hear that from?!"

The man raised his eyebrows, as if surprised: "Oh? You don't know, yes, Mr. Stank, who is more dedicated to his job, doesn't read the communication group."

Tony Tank immediately asked, "Jarvis?"

"Sir, the information group has been transferred for you. The search source is 'your friend: Captain America'. The sending time was two hours ago. The information was transferred to the mobile phone."

Tony Tank: "..."

Two days ago, wasn't it the time when the old Popsicle came to visit me?Nima, do you want to go so fast? !The old popsicle is actually a good gossip!

Ha ha, so angry.

"Jarvis," Tony ordered ruthlessly, "blacklist Steve Rogers."

"It has been pulled in." The artificial intelligence housekeeper replied respectfully.

After the small talk, the topic begins.

Bruce Wayne took a sip of ginger soup slowly, crossed his hands, and said, "I heard about Thor's Hammer, hasn't that hammer been pulled yet?"

"Thor couldn't find his shadow," Mr. Stank said, "SHIELD has searched for his traces in the largest area. He is not very familiar with the human world. It stands to reason that if he ascends to the sky, someone should find him if he breaks a wall. , but now there is no movement at all."

"Quake has been protected by S.H.I.E.L.D." Tony gave the man a strange look: "I thought you didn't care much about us except your dear Gotham City, are you interested?"

"Thor has a younger brother, Loki?" Wayne asked back.

Iron Man's expression was inexplicable: "What? Are you interested in him?"

Wayne smiled: "Oh, I suspect he has ties to Blackgate Prison."

Tony Tank: "..."

The curly-haired man poured another glass of wine, and drank it expressionlessly.

Why are these guys so busy! ! !Are these gods idle all day long? !

I want to be gentle, big girl, not with a bunch of rough men, okay?Iron Man thinks of those two brothers, one is a stupid younger brother, Filter, and the other wants to dominate the world all day long, and feels that his bone broken by the waiter is aching again.

"Why did the evil god go to the Black Gate Prison? Could it be cooperation?" Tony Tank was puzzled: "According to Loki, he discriminates against...human beings very much." Tony twitched his lips.

"I don't think so." Bruce Wayne said: "After experiencing setbacks, you will always learn from your mistakes. I have read Loki's previous materials and have a certain understanding of his personality analysis in combat."

"Cunning, deceitful, and flexible."

"Cooperation with humans is not impossible."

"The prisoners in the Black Gate Prison have recently become agitated," Bruce said, "Although I don't know why he came to Gotham City, there is no doubt that I need your investigation help."

Tony nodded: "I will ask Jarvis to report to you if there is a situation."

Then he asked curiously: "How is the turmoil in your Black Gate Prison now?"

Blackgate Prison

repent……

should repent...

The haggard prisoner scratched his fingernails and continued to scribble on the wall. His hands were bloodied and looked horrific, but he continued to scratch like he was possessed.

His eyes were not bright, but his face revealed a kind of fanaticism, that kind of religious fanaticism made people feel creepy, with an evil breath.

The prisoner kept chanting, making rat-like noises.

The prisoner next door was awakened by the noisy sound, and when he saw the bloodstains on the opposite wall, he let out a scream, and then yelled loudly.

The prison guards came in a hurry, and just about to scold the rookies who just came in, they were shocked by this scene.

The prisoner seemed to have lost his soul, and was pulled out abruptly, with that frenzied and frightening expression on his face.

"Another crazy one."

"Send him to Arkham Asylum."

"It's that letter again, report to the top."

The prisoner in the compartment looked at the blood-stained wall through the mast, and several crooked words were engraved on the dried blood

Diomalvagio

Wang Wanghua knew nothing about what happened at the same time, and his attention was still on the immediate crisis.

Now he was standing in a dilapidated room, sitting on a rotten stool, looking at the clown's ghastly white face up close, suffering a huge shock in his heart.

He successfully left a deep impression on the other party, and successfully learned that the color of the other party's underwear is the flamboyant gay purple, but what's the use of this?

"Mrwang," the clown smiled dangerously: "You impress me."

Wang Wanghua thought to himself, you are talking fucking nonsense.

I am also impressed if anyone asks about the color of underwear as soon as they meet.

"You have the cleanest criminal record I've ever seen." The clown looked at the young man in front of him in astonishment and said, "It shouldn't be the criminal record, it should be... the records, all the records."

The clown seemed to be smiling and said happily: "I didn't find out all the information about your life a month ago... It's incredible, you are like a transparent person, with no consumption records, no shadow, no identity."

Because I have traveled through time.Wang Chaohua replied silently.

"What do you want to say?" Wang Chaohua looked at the clown, but his voice was very calm.

"Who are you?" The clown approached his face, very close, and the black-haired youth was reflected in his pupils.

Wang Chaohua was surprised to find that he was not as panicked as he imagined in his pupils, and he could even be said to be very calm and calm.

"My name is Wang Wanghua."

"why you come here?"

"This," Wang Chaohua raised his eyes and said, "because I want to be your younger brother."

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