[DC+Marvel] why so serious

The clown scowled, and backhanded Fury with a knife.

"Uh huh..." Fury snorted, feeling even more jealous of the volatile psychopath, the clown.He was fine one moment, but lost his temper the next moment.Should he be glad that Jamie wasn't spoiled by the clown?Although it's not normal now.

The Joker's heart ached at the thought of owning only one-half of his precious son, and his interest in torturing Fury waned.

But the Joker has fought back his desire to wreak havoc and his thirst for blood since coming into this world.The bombing of the White House is strictly not the work of the clown; the instigation between the government, HYDRA and super criminals is purely talking, which will not help the clown's desire to destroy; similarly, let the vultures hold May Auntie forcing Peter to make a choice is just a joke of the clown; killing the disobedient vulture can only slightly suppress his desire for blood.

The clown whose endurance value has reached its peak will not stop like this.

I saw him clapping his hands in front of Fury's face, and the pair of gloves on his hands suddenly released a puff of gas.Even though Fury closed his breath in time, under the ugly smile of the clown, he was still tricked.

"Haha! Hahahaha! Little...you...hehehe...to me...hahaha...did...hehe...what...wahahahahaha!" Logically, Fury wanted to stop laughing, but Physically, I can't resist it at all.

The clown smiled with satisfaction and said, "You are too serious, Director. Let's make this face smile!"

"Hahahaha..." Fury had a painful black face, but he laughed loudly, which was really strange.

"Ha! Aha!" The clown laughed after seeing it funny.

He turned the wheelchair and leaned over to pick up the lighter that Fury dropped.

"Zi!" The jumping flames appeared.

The clown grinned and said triumphantly: "Goodbye, Chief." After finishing speaking, he retreated to a safe range and threw the lighter.

With a sound of "Coax!", the flames spread rapidly from the gasoline-stained ground.The raging flames are expanding its territory unscrupulously, the ground, walls, ceilings, tables and chairs...

"Ah──" Fury, who was stuck to the wall, was naturally invaded mercilessly by the flames.

He could not help screaming at the pain of being burned on one side, but on the other side he had to laugh heartily because of the laughing gas, baring his teeth and grinning, making people creepy.

"Clown! As long as you...haha...this time...kill...don't kill me...hahahaha...I will definitely...repay you twice!!!" Under the severe pain, Fury yelled almost screaming.

"Hehe!" The clown didn't care, and said in a serious and confused tone: "I only believe that those things that can't kill you will only make you more...weird..."

Judging from the current situation of Fury's whole body being burned, even if he is lucky enough to survive, there will be scars all over his body, or the kind of scars that can't be restored no matter whether skin grafting or plastic surgery.

Gradually, Fury's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Tat, ta, ta..." At this moment, a big man with a bucket came out from the darkness, strode towards Fury, and raised his left hand.

A large bucket of water fell from the sky, extinguishing most of the fire on Fury's body, and the remaining embers were also extinguished by the big man with the sand on the ground.

The clown remained silent, watching the big man's actions with great interest.

But Venom couldn't see the big man doing this without even saying hello, kicking the big man's soft abdomen with force, kicking the big man's soft abdomen, and kicking the big man down more than ten meters away easily with thousands of pounds of force.

Just when Venom wanted to take advantage of the victory to teach the big man a lesson, a strong white man suddenly appeared in front of the big man holding an M16 assault rifle, and aimed the gun at Venom threateningly.

Brock Rumlow vowed that he would never go out alone with Jack Rollins in the future. He was too irritable and thoughtless.

"F**k! How dare you little spider..." Sure enough, as Rumlow expected, Rollins pressed his stomach and jumped upright. The first thing he wanted was to get back to the place and beat Venom hard. In the field, there is no fear of Venom's identity as a super criminal.

"Okay, Rollins." Rumlow, who is familiar with Rollins' temperament, has already moved a step forward, blocking him with his body, not allowing him to act recklessly.

"Mr. Clown, I'm very sorry that my companion disturbed your interest! I hope you don't mind." Rumlow ignored the venom that was about to move, pressed Rollins with one hand, and took the lead towards the person in the wheelchair. The main clown lowered his head, and said hoarsely with a bit of magnetism.

"Hehe!" The clown smiled seemingly indifferently, and said in an unusually friendly way: "Dear Rumlow, how could I... care?"

"If Pierce hadn't betrayed the nigger's whereabouts to me, and you and your friends had ambushed him for me, I wouldn't have dealt with him so easily." The clown was talking and laughing, scanning the ground without a trace, emitting thick attractive flesh Scented True Black Ghost Fury glanced.

Stretching out his hand, "Come on! Let's shake hands and ignore all the unpleasant things!" The clown said sincerely.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person with your hand. Seeing the friendly smiling face of the clown, Rollins couldn't help but feel his fiery temper.

Rumlow didn't want to make a big deal either, but looked at the clown's gloves with some hesitation.Although he intends to accept the clown's "good intentions", but Rollins is his companion, he has to think about him, the gas released from the clown's gloves just now makes him very afraid.

The clown blinked, followed Rumlow's gaze to his own gloves, nodded suddenly, and obediently took off his gloves, and his dry and cold hands appeared in front of everyone.

There is also a ridiculously exaggerated and colorful clown ring on the thumb.

He deliberately raised his hands to show his sincerity.

Rumlow felt relieved, although he still felt that something was wrong, but the clown's friendly attitude made him let go of his guard.Looking at the two deliberately thick red marks on the corners of the clown's mouth, he attributed everything to the fact that the clown was too ferocious.

Rollins glared at Venom before stepping forward and stretching out his calloused hands.

"We're going to settle on Fury's body, it's what we agreed on earlier." Rollins said angrily, he just got his things a little earlier.

The hands of the two were smoothly held together.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

It was very peaceful and nothing happened.

Rollins' tense muscles began to relax, and his eyes became friendly.

The clown responded innocently with a smile.

Just when Rollins had put down his vigilance, his hands tightened.

"Zizizi──" The clown ring on the clown's thumb suddenly released a strong current.

Rollins only felt a burst of numbness, pain, and burning sensation in his hand. His whole body felt like he had been hit by a sap. A strong electric current flowed through all parts of his body in an instant, and his whole body convulsed. After a while, I couldn't slow down for a long time.

Although the reaction speed of the venom next to him is not as fast as that of Spider-Man, it is also much faster than ordinary people. When he lifts his hand, a ball of black spider silk is shot at Rumlow, and the other hand also releases spider silk to stick to the body that is being burned by the fire. A high-temperature iron plate swept across the sky towards Rumlow.

The clown grinned joyfully, forced Rollins to bend down with his right hand, and pressed the corsage pinned to the collar of his suit with his left hand.

"Hiss—" A strong acid sprayed on Rollins' face successfully.

Rollins struggled to shake off the clown's hand, wanted to cover his face but didn't dare, and exclaimed in pain: "Ah──" What the strong acid brought him was not just a sharp burning pain, it contained a strong stimulation. and corrosive effects, human contact can cause severe burns.In just a few seconds, Rollins' face was completely rotted by strong acid, and the bones were almost visible.

"Oh! This is somewhat similar to my old friend." The clown sighed, as if thinking of his old friend Harvey, the double-faced man, and said mercifully: "In that case, I'll take it easy and send you to meet him!" His right hand stretched out from behind, and a revolver with an extended barrel suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Bang!" Rollins fell to the ground as soon as the gunshot rang out. The black hole on his forehead combined with the strong acid on his face emitted a trace of cooking smoke.

"Rollins!" Rumlow, who was forced to retreat behind the big tree by the venom, shrank his pupils and shouted.

Then the clown said slowly: "By the way, I will return the nigger's body to you." Only the dead can negotiate terms with Gotham's crime prince, and in turn, those who negotiate terms with him can only die.

He raised his hand, motioning for Venom to stop.

"Dear Rumlow, you have returned these two corpses!" Still in a friendly manner, as if he hadn't suddenly turned around and killed Rollins just now.

Naturally, Rumlow didn't dare to step out easily. You must know that the clown just used this appearance to kill Rollins.

Seeing that Rumlow refused to come out, the clown didn't care, he just shrugged helplessly, glanced at the hour hand on the watch, and when he found that the time was about the same, he said in a brisk tone: "I still have a little I have to take my leave first. Say hello to Pierce and Baron Sterak for me." After saying that, he took the venom and walked in another direction.

After a while, Rumlow's ears twitched, confirming that they had really left, before walking out cautiously behind the big tree.

Staring at the backs of the clown and Venom with complicated eyes, Rumlow rubbed his face and let out a suffocated breath.

Did he really not know that Hydra would really benefit from teaming up with this capricious clown?This time, the clown took the initiative to find them and asked Hydra to provide Fury's whereabouts, while he gave Professor Connors' lizard potion.The insight plan is about to be implemented, and Fury's existence is too in the way. Pierce has always wanted to find a chance to get rid of him, so after a little discussion with Baron Strack, he readily agreed to the clown's proposal.

"Uncle, you're late." Playboy Tony deliberately "resents the pain" and refuses those beautiful and delicious beauties, not to spare his precious time to wait for others.Of course, Tony absolutely refused to admit that it was because Jarvis went out with him after materialization, and he asked Jarvis to leave for a while. My heart seemed to be tightly squeezed by a big hand, and I couldn't breathe, so I refused to have fun outside.

"Uncle Clown, drink it while it's hot." Jarvis brought over the warmed milk.

"Thank you." The clown thanked him reservedly.

After taking a sip, he explained with a smile; "Nephew, I just went to finish some...private matters."

Tony realized it was all about Jamie.He nodded unconditionally, anyway, he didn't really care about it, he just complained habitually.

"Uncle, I have adjusted all the data one by one according to your request, and the error time will not exceed three days." Tony turned around and started the machine.

Once the huge but silent robot monster was activated by Tony, the buttons and indicator lights on its body lit up one by one.Tony pressed one of the buttons again, and a blue door that could accommodate two people at the same time suddenly appeared next to the machine.

"By the way, I have analyzed the composition of these blue light spots. They are composed of unknown elements, they are very active, and they have great therapeutic effects. If they are used to develop new drugs, Stark Industries can be converted from the No. 1 clean energy in the United States in minutes. Transformation into the world's No.1 medicine." Tony said with a little regret, "But these blue light spots can't leave this door, otherwise they will disappear immediately, which is really a pity."

"Very good." The clown could recognize the blue dots that made up the door, and it was these dots that saved him.

"This is the latest communication device I developed. With it, we can communicate accurately even if we are in two different time-spaces, unless your world is a magical time-space, or the caveman era!" Tony clapped a picture The face is spitting.

Putting the communicator on his wrist, the clown turned his wrist slightly. After getting used to it, he pushed the joystick and drove towards the gate of time and space without blinking.

Tony didn't stop him either. Firstly, he was very confident in the time-space gate he developed, and secondly, he had set up this time-space gate anyway. In the future, if the clown wants to come back to see his son, or Jamie wants to bring his husband (wife? ) to see Dad, and even they teamed up to visit and play, it was a breeze.

When the wheelchair was only one step away from the gate of time and space, it stopped suddenly.

The clown turned his head, grinned evilly, and invited, "Eddie, come with me!" It was said to be an invitation, but it was actually a statement without objection.

But Venom's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was silent for a short moment, as if he had finally found his owner's stray dog, he resolutely walked behind the clown.

"Hehe!" The clown smiled with satisfaction.

Looking at the space-time gate made up of blue light spots, the clown let out a chuckle from his throat.

Close your eyes, and let your newly subdued venom push him into this time and space door together.

Feeling the soreness and numbness from the spine, the clown knew that the sensation in his lower body had begun to return.

A familiar, decadent and depraved smell rushed over, and the clown took a deep breath.

He stretched out his hand and raised his middle finger, saluting the city he loves.

My big playmate, I'm back.

The clown laughed happily.

The author has something to say: Mo Mo's father, because of physical injuries and bacterial infection, his condition deteriorated rapidly, and he passed away the day before yesterday.In fact, he has been in pain for a long time, and this is also a relief for him.

Afterwards, there are many follow-up matters to be dealt with silently, so the update side may not be able to take care of it, but I will try my best to code and never give up.I hope everyone can understand, and support and leave a lot of messages and bookmark Momo's own column.