[DC+Marvel] why so serious

As the night deepened, everyone was exhausted from the day's play. The local tycoon Tony waved his hand, and they didn't have to leave. They just stayed in this hotel, and he had booked the game for today.The superheroes (criminals?) who are familiar with how rich Tony Stark is are not polite to him, and they have already given the money anyway, so there is no need to use it. That's it.

After everyone else left, only Jamie and the clown and a mess remained in the hall. Bucky knew with a wink that he needed to make space and time for the father and son, and he had already left under the pretext of taking a bath.

Jamie sat directly on the thick floor mat regardless of his manners, leaned his head on the clown's knee, closed his eyes, and quietly enjoyed the intimate time of father and son at this moment.

The clown stroked Jamie's soft blond hair lightly.

Just when the father and son were enjoying the rare peaceful time together, a terrible phone rang.

Without even looking at it, Jamie pressed the reject button.

But, after three seconds of silence, the phone rang again.

Jamie frowned, but the clown patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to answer the phone.

"Christine, happy birthday." A familiar and majestic voice came out of the phone.

Before Jamie could react, there was another thin voice from the opposite side, "Fulan, give me the phone, I want to talk to Christine."

"Okay, okay, don't move, I'll give you the phone." Franklin said helplessly and nervously, "Christine, your mother has something to tell you." After explaining, he transferred the call to O on Delly.

As soon as Audrey received the call, she immediately chattered with maternal love: "Kurstin, it's mom! Happy birthday! Mom's little baby is one year older! How are you doing? The bill has not affected Do you? Remember to be careful and protect yourself! If you are free, invite your friends to go home for dinner. How about the following Sunday! I asked Mrs. Susan to prepare the ingredients and let my mother cook by herself to show off her talents. Cook a good dinner for your friends."

"Mom..." Jamie murmured.

Unlike Franklin, Audrey has always loved her son sincerely, whether he is an ordinary person, a psychopath or a super criminal.However, this also makes it difficult for Jamie to grasp a degree of getting along with her.He could ignore Franklin, but it was difficult to ignore the mother as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, Christine. Actually... Mom has some good news to tell you." Audrey swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said excitedly.

She happily announced: "Mom is pregnant. You will have a cute little brother or sister in eight months!"

"Are you happy? Christine. Then you will be the big brother, take good care of your younger siblings..." Jamie didn't listen to what he said afterwards.

At this moment, Jamie didn't know whether he should be jealous, angry, or grateful.

"Hey, Christine, can you hear me?"

Jamie woke up with a start. "Mom, I'm listening."

"That's good, remember to bring your friends home for dinner on Sunday..."

Jamie hesitated to deal with Audrey, and after finally hanging up the phone, he let out a long breath.

It's good that they have a new child, then he will just be Daddy's child from now on.Jamie didn't know whether it was rejoicing or thinking in a daze, silently cut off the last trace of concern for Franklin and Audrey in his heart.

The clown has been raising an intriguing smile since the phone call started, "Okay, baby, it's getting late, and it's time for the good baby to go to bed." He calmly patted Jamie on the head, indicating that it was time for him to sleep. Here we go again.

Jamie nodded obediently, stood up and took the initiative to push the clown back to the room.

Whatever it is, Daddy is the most important one.

Randomly found an empty room, the clown coaxed Jamie to bed, while he was beside him stroking Jamie's back in a good mood, humming a lullaby with a hoarse voice :

"Ten little niggers out to dinner;

One choked to death and there were nine left.

Nine little niggers stay up late;

One overslept and there were eight left.

Eight little niggers are playing in Denver;

One said to stay there and there were seven left.

Seven little niggers chopping wood;

One cut itself in half and there were six left.

Six little niggers play honeycomb;

One wasp stings one and there are five left. "

But Jamie, who has long been used to it, gradually fell asleep under the weird lullaby of the clown as before, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Five little niggers enter the courthouse;

One was left and four remained.

Four little niggers to the sea;

A red herring swallows one and leaves three.

Three little niggers walked into the zoo;

A big bear took one and left two.

Two little niggers sat in the sun;

A hot death and only one left.

A little black person feels so lonely;

No one was left after he hanged himself. "The clown kept singing with the blond little angel in his arms, and kept singing.

After the song was over, Jamie, who was exhausted from playing, also fell asleep.

The clown murmured: "I wish you a sweet dream, myson!" greedily staring at his son's cute and sweet sleeping face again and again.

"Tap Tat Tat." There was a sound of footsteps behind him.

"Shhh" the clown raised a finger to his lips.

Feeling the silence of the people behind him, the clown pulled the quilt for Jamila before turning around in satisfaction.

Looking critically at the man behind him, even though he has accepted him, the clown doesn't like him no matter how he looks at him.

"Take good care of Jamie, if it weren't for...you would never want to know what I would do." The clown narrowed his eyes and threatened, "I'm a man of my word, you know that."

Hearing the clown's words as if he was going to tell his funeral, Bucky frowned, and asked worriedly, "Dad, where are you going?" Perhaps it was because Bucky's attitude was too natural, the word daddy in his There is no sense of disobedience when I say it out of my mouth.

The clown's eyes twitched, and he hummed calmly, recognizing this "son-in-law".

"You don't need to worry so much." Leaving this sentence aside, he refused Bucky to reach out, and pressed the joystick to leave the room by himself.

The clown was in a wheelchair and left the hotel by himself, and he didn't stop until he was about two blocks away from the hotel.

"Shhhhhhh──" The clown pursed his lips in a good mood and whistled.

A black shadow suddenly appeared from behind him.

"Mr. Clown." A respectful voice sounded.

"Here comes the little spider." The clown glanced behind him, and that deep look was full of madness and malice.

Venom, Eddie Brock trembled all over.

"Eddie, Eddie, you look very nervous." The clown said playfully.

"Really? I didn't mean it." Venom's mouth trembled unconsciously, and he quickly remedied: "I mean, I'm sorry..." He lowered his head, he was really respectful and afraid of the clown , Of course I am afraid that Bi Jing will be more than seven points.

"Here you are." The clown took out a gun and gave it to him. Venom was taken aback for a moment, and accepted it obediently.

"Not so nervous now?" The clown raised his voice slightly.

Venom nodded slightly.

He is not a complete bad guy, but he went astray for a while and couldn't figure it out. The cruel personality that copied the negative emotions of the original host Deadpool remained on the venom suit, so he crazily opposed Spider-Man.Other than that, he is just an ordinary person with a hollow heart, longing to be needed and affirmed.The thick malice, darkness and madness in the clown quieted the venom parasite in the venom, showing an attitude of submission.

So, for an ordinary person, a pistol, a wave of kindness, is enough to calm him down.

"A little suggestion." He raised his hand and patted Venom on the shoulder, "Never apologize to anyone for the way you look."

The clown's philosophy-never bow to this superficial world, rather than submit to it, it is better to enslave it.

"Yes, Mr. Clown." Venom looked at him in awe.

"The gossip is over, let's lead the way!" Putting down his hands, the clown grinned.

The big black one-eyed man looked impatiently at the clock.

Outside the meeting room door, the former director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Alexander Pierce rubbed his face to make himself look more natural before pushing the door open.

"Nick, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long," he said before Fury could attack him.

"Alexander, what's the result?" Seeing him coming, Fury asked hurriedly, not caring about making him wait for so long.

"Nick, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that you found out too suddenly, and this matter is not that simple! We have already invested tens of billions of dollars in this plan! You have to stop the plan rashly. The hearing will take a long time." Pierce said with a embarrassed face.

Fury tried to minimize the seriousness of the matter, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Alexander, I just need a little time to confirm."

After some lip service, he finally persuaded his most respected old boss and friend, and Fury left.

But he couldn't see the sneer of "old friend" Pierce behind him.

"People have left." I don't know who I was talking to on the phone.

Fury drove to the underground Avengers stronghold located in the suburbs a while ago.

There was no one inside.

Never be able to let others know your way out──This is the experience of Nick Fury, the king of secret agents.

He took out the gas oil he had prepared, and drenched every corner.Then, took out the lighter.

"Crack!" Just as he was about to set fire to the place, Fury suddenly paused and immediately rolled to the side, just avoiding the oncoming black spider silk.

When he got up and took the first three or four steps to find cover, "Da da da da da!" A series of bullets forced him back to the spot.

"Whoosh──" Two clumps of black spider silk on the left and right seemed to be super glue, firmly sticking Fury's hands to the wall.

As if it wasn't enough, there were two more "whoosh──", sticking Fury's feet to the wall.

Now, Fury is glued to the wall in a large font, unable to move, and the series of means on his body that are sufficient for him to escape or even counterattack are completely useless.

Fortunately, as soon as he felt something was wrong at the beginning, he immediately pressed the S.H.I.E.L.D. emergency rescue device. He thought that S.H.I.E.L.D. had received the news and was dispatching elites to come over.Then all he has to do now is delay the time.Fury thought calmly.

"Oh! Are you still thinking about delaying time and waiting for your American sweetheart or that black widow to rescue you?" The clown smiled and appeared from a blind spot in a wheelchair.

"It's you!?" Fury exclaimed, a little surprised.

From the moment he realized that something was wrong, his brain kept analyzing and guessing which side was attacking him.The moment he saw the black spider silk, he thought it was the revenge of the group of super criminals, or they were ordered by political enemies to kill him, but he never thought that the final murderer was Jamie's crazy Daddy.

Venom's limbs adhered to the wall, and he crawled from the wall to Fury's side. The Venom suit automatically retreated from his face, and he said, "Mr. Clown, I caught him." His eyes sparkled like he was hoping for something. like.

The clown blinked, and felt that this scene was very familiar. He would often see it on two people. Their faces were calm, and they recognized each other's outstanding performance with familiarity: "Eddie, you did a very good job."

"Director Fury, hehe! Didn't you think it was me?" The clown looked at Fury's bald head with great interest.

Fury lowered his eyes, combined with his long-standing aura of high position (black skin), it is really quite intimidating, "Joker, do you know what you are doing? Jamie, do you know?" Don't know what you're doing?" intending to use Jamie to stop the clown from going mad.

But it's okay if he doesn't mention Jamie, and when he mentions the clown, he immediately laughs wildly and hoarsely.

"Ha! Hahahaha! Oh! Hey! Hey! Aha!"

The clown hugged his belly and laughed uncontrollably.

After a while, "Hahaha──" the clown panted and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his thumb.

Fury just looked at him coldly and laughed.

The next moment, a sharp and shining dagger mercilessly drew a bloodstain visible to the naked eye on Fury's fragile neck.

The clown grabbed Fury by the ear and pulled his head to the same level as his own, "How dare you!? How dare you mention my baby in front of me!!??" He no longer With ease, he stared at Fury frantically, and the dagger in his hand increased by three points.

"When you hurt my son, humiliated him, imprisoned him, and denied him food, did you ever think that one day his Daddy would come to settle accounts with you in person?" The clown jokingly held the dagger's cold blade Slapped Fury in the face.

The clown almost sighed, "My son..." showing a creepy gentle expression.

"Daddy?" Fury said with a disdainful smile, "His biological father is in Washington."

The clown smiled instead of anger, and said with a grin, "It's not anymore." If it is said that before tonight, the clown still cared about Franklin's existence at the bottom of his heart, but since Jamie answered the call, he didn't care about Franklin's existence at all. don't care anymore.

Because, his son already completely belongs to him...

wrong!He also scored half to the popsicle old man!The clown covered his little heart, thinking uncomfortablely.

Now that the clown is unhappy, no one else can expect to be.

The author has something to say: This chapter was originally supposed to be posted yesterday, but last night the hospital suddenly called Momo, and Momo Daddy was admitted to the hospital in an emergency, stayed with the hospital all night, and immediately updated it after returning home in the morning.

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