[DC+Marvel] why so serious

"Brother!" A childish voice came from behind him, he stood up, his eyes softened.

"Allegra, don't run, slow down!" Jamie coaxed softly.Allegra (Allegra) symbolizes joy, joy and joy.

Allegra was excited, his face flushed from running, and he was sweating profusely in this winter.

Her mother stood not far away and saw her little angel meeting with the little angel. After saying hello to the little angel, she left to go shopping.

"Brother, shall we count down together tonight?" Allegra said expectantly.

"No!" Jamie rejected Allegra's invitation without hesitation, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Seemingly realizing that his tone was too decisive and frightened Allegra, he quickly eased his voice and explained, "The weather will start to get cold in half an hour. You have to go home obediently, lest you get sick again."

Allegra pouted. Although he was a little afraid of the little brother's anger just now, he nodded in response as soon as he rolled his eyes.

"That's good." Jamie patted her head, with the corners of his mouth raised.

It is night, and churches all over the country hold grand worship activities.People gather in churches, streets or squares, sing, pray, bless, repent, and welcome the moment of eradicating the old and renewing together.

After distributing food and blankets, Anthony took a Bible and shared a little story with homeless and lonely old people: "A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, and on the way he met robbers. They stripped him of his clothes and He beat him half to death, and left him and went away. A priest happened to be coming down that road, and seeing him, he passed on the other side. A Levite happened to come to that place, and seeing him, did the same Go the other way."

"But a Samaritan came to him on the road, and when he saw him, he was moved with compassion, and coming up, poured oil and wine on his wounds, bound them up, and helped him onto his beast , took him to the inn to take care of him. The next day, he took out two silver coins and handed them to the innkeeper, saying: Please take care of him, and I will return all the extra expenses to you when I come back.” Anthony paused, He also said: "Jesus taught us through this little story that we should take care of our neighbors, care for those in need, and do good deeds."

"Da da da da!" Suddenly there was a gunshot outside the door.

"Ah──" Countless panicked screams rang out.

A man wearing a red clown's angry mask rushed into the church with a submachine gun and shouted: "Okay! Everyone raise your hands, squat aside, and bow your heads!"

"I said it! Keep your head down!" The red clown said violently, "Da da da da!" He pulled the trigger and shot a middle-aged woman who didn't listen to the instructions, blood spattering everywhere.

With such a "role model" ahead, everyone in the Washington Cathedral quickly squatted down and raised their hands, not daring to look at others.

Other men wearing clown masks of different colors and expressions broke into the church successively with guns, as if they had practiced many times, and quickly closed the doors, windows, and curtains of the church, completely isolating the inside and outside world.

"Boom!" There was another gunshot, and everyone in the church trembled in fear.

"Obviously we don't want your hands to do anything." It turned out that after squatting down, a man raised one hand, and the other hand sneakily touched his lower back.

The man wearing the gray clown pain mask put down the pistol that was still emitting a little smoke, and stepped forward to pick up the police gun that the man dropped, which showed the occupation of the dead man.

The gray clown looked at the panic-stricken appearance of hundreds of people squatting in front of him, and said with a sense of superiority, "All the teachers and students from Sidwell Friendship School are here." He pointed to an empty space next to him.

The only class in Sidwell Friendship School that was selected to come to the cathedral today was Anthony's class.

"Bang!" The red clown impatiently fired a gun into the sky, "Can't you hear me? Call the teachers and students from Sidwell Friendship School!"

Obviously, the violent and manic red clown is much more threatening than the gray clown. As soon as the voice fell, many teachers and students from Sidwell Friendship School came out immediately.

"My dad is the vice president. He will give you whatever you want, as long as you don't hurt me." Anthony said timidly.

As soon as he said this, other students rushed to beg for mercy, "My mother is a member of Congress." "My father and uncle are the major shareholders of Oliver's listed company." "The last president was my uncle." "Osborne Industries The finance minister is my father."

For a while, it seemed as if hundreds of ducks were calling, making a lot of noise.

The gray clown shoots one of the boys, who is also the loudest when his voice changes.

"Bang!" Although it didn't take his life, it also broke his leg.

"Quiet." At this time

Seeing this, everyone fell silent, only the boy moaned in pain.

At this time, a clear but strange male voice sounded, "Hui, you are really too irritable. How could you treat children like this!"

"Don't scare my friend."

A face covered in white powder, intense dark circles under the eyes, and bright red lips.The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, his smile was full of excitement, he was slightly excited and crazy, he was humming an out-of-key tune, dancing his own waltz, he walked in from the side door and ran towards them with a few jumps

Washington Cathedral, also known as the Cathedral of St. Peter and St. Paul.The cathedral is entirely of British Gothic structure, with a huge dome made of marble, with long column spires, roll-shaped lace, various reliefs, monster drip nozzles, and various stained glass. People feel sacred and solemn when they enter.A children's chapel is built next to the lobby. Various novel animals are carved on the gate. The relatively low dome gives people a sense of comfort and intimacy, which is in sharp contrast with the lobby.

"Boss." "Boss." "Boss." "Boss." "Boss."

Whether it was the hot-tempered red clown, the sensitive gray clown, or other clowns who stood in different positions to guard the "hostages" and monitor the movement outside, they all respectfully shouted with a hint of admiration.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, we're just for tonight..." Jamie paused, "sideshow."

Turned in a circle, "Now I have to deal with some... more private and public affairs."

Many "hostages" who squatted down looked up at him.

Jamie, who is only about 1.4 meters tall, is called Boss by all the clowns over 1.7 meters tall. This is quite a strange thing.

"Where are the reporters?" Jamie asked.

A clown with an orange mask forcibly pulled out a sexy female reporter and her photographer towards the corner.On behalf of the camera on the photographer's shoulder, the red light in the video is still flashing and shooting, which is really a model of wanting news before death.

"Oh... I recognize you." Jamie looked at the familiar female reporter, thought for a while, palmed his left hand, and fisted his right, as if thinking of something, he lightly tapped his palm with his fist and said.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Adair likes you." After leaving this sentence, she ignored her.Jamie just wanted this live camera anyway.

"Do you remember who is Adair Nelson?" Jamie asked the trembling teachers and classmates.

After that, every sentence is lighter than one sentence.

"Do you remember Adair Nelson with brittle bones and weak platelets?"

"Do you still remember Adair Nelson who was bullied on campus and had to break several bones every day?"

"Do you still remember the Adair Nelson who couldn't bear the bullying on campus and jumped off the Washington Stone on the morning of Christmas Eve?" At the end of the talk, there was no smile on Jamie's face.

Jamie looked at the terrified crowd, "You will remember it, right?"

"DoyouknowwhoisAdair? Nelson?" Jamie turned to face the camera, smirking, and said loudly.

At this time, the police outside the cathedral had already surrounded the entire cathedral, and everything that happened inside was broadcast live on the big screen and TV outside by the TV station.

"Adair Nelson? Who's here?"

"Adair Nelson? Terrorist? Scientist? Super criminal?"

"All I know is that Nelson is the head of my company."

The crowd watching outside kept whispering and discussing.

Because the TV station that broadcast the live broadcast took a fancy to the breaking point of this incident, it united with many American TV stations to change all the programs to live broadcast the development of this incident, so people all over the United States were watching and paying attention to this incident in disguise.

"Adair Nelson, a student at Sidwell Friendship School, suffers from brittle bone disease and thrombocytopenia, had no friends in school, was isolated and bullied." Jamie stared at the camera without blinking, crying sadly In a tone of voice, he said word by word: "In the end, seven days ago, on Christmas Eve, he was overwhelmed and jumped off the Washington Stone."

"Oh!"

"OMG!"

The sympathetic ladies covered their mouths and shouted in disbelief.

The rest of the men also shook their heads and sighed.

"He is only 12 years old. He is a devout Christian. He never takes physical illness in his heart. He just thinks it is a test given to him by God. He worships Captain America and fantasizes all day long that he can go to the battlefield to protect the United States. But It can only be a dream, because he will break his bones when he walks and falls, and his fingers will bleed when he is cut by a white paper, and his life is in danger." Jamie said this, in the minds of all the people who are watching this live broadcast , Adair's image has become much plumper, as if he is really a good boy they know.

The emotionally charged ladies have shed quite a few tears.

"When he died, his whole body was covered with bruises, obviously showing signs of abuse and bullying, but!" Jamie raised his voice, "There is no mention of bruises on his body in the police file. The next day the media only reported that a boy accidentally fell from the Washington Stone and died."

Why?All listeners are asking themselves in their hearts.

"Why is this happening?" Jamie said for them.

"Because the person who bullied him is rich and powerful, he can afford to bet on this matter!" The childish voice protested against the darkness of the world.

"Lise." Jamie spat out the name lightly, "Don't you like Adair? Why didn't you help him when he was being bullied, but just stood by and watched?" Liz who was called was terrified in tears.

He said maliciously: "Because you are afraid, you are afraid of offending the murderer."

Lisi really wanted to argue, but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't say a word.

"Mr.Abel (Abel, meaning life)." Jamie named the next name, and he looked at the trembling man with disgust, "Abject! (Despicable one!)"

"You are Adair's class teacher, shouldn't you protect him? Why didn't you stop him when he tripped and broke his bones? Ah! It's normal that you didn't stop," Jamie said suddenly. .

He grinned maliciously, a smile that wasn't even a hint of a smile, full of resentment and... madness. "Because you are an accomplice, how can you stop them!"

Everyone on and off the court gasped when they heard these words.

The teacher's natural responsibility is to treat all students equally and fairly, care for them, and protect their safety.And this "teacher" not only didn't stop the students when they were being bullied, but joined the bullying party, which really made everyone's teeth cold. They couldn't imagine their children studying under such a person.

"Because you want to curry favor with the murderer! You want to curry favor with the powerful father of the murderer!!" Jamie said angrily, he snatched the red clown's pistol and stuffed the muzzle into the head teacher's mouth Inside.

The homeroom teacher was exposed by Jamie in front of all the people in the United States who were watching the live broadcast. His bladder contracted in horror, his lower body became hot, and the smell spread, but he peed in fright.

"Tch!" Jamie snorted indifferently when he saw that he was frightened so easily, and let him go bored, intending to turn around and "play" with him again.

Next, Jamie pointed out the names of many teachers and classmates who either stood by during Adair's bullying, or fell into trouble.

The hostages in the lobby and the citizens in front of the screen became more and more frightened. This is the environment in which their next generation will live.The school is not only the center of children's learning, but also the cradle of children's happy growth.Anthony and the others relied on their parents' power to collectively bully their classmates to death, which is simply insane.At this moment, both parents with children and other ordinary people are disgusted with Anthony and others, and parents with children can't wait to send them to the electric chair (death penalty).

The author has something to say: Go, go, go! No wonder I couldn’t see any new comments after browsing all afternoon. It turned out that JJ smoked again and didn’t update the article!! In vain silently thought that his fans were getting fewer and fewer. (circle)

In order to compensate the good boy who (should) come up to read the article on time at twelve o'clock, I silently decided to increase the number of words in this article to [-], and to preview part of the next two chapters.

Momo is exhausted and wronged today, please comfort and hug~~