[Zhongyingmei] A cookie that moves around

"Martha..."

Eva returned to the house, and as soon as she uttered a word, she felt that something was wrong.

It was an almost harsh feeling.

She turned abruptly, looking at the clearing behind her.

"Wow, that's amazing."

There was applause, and a clown suddenly appeared in front of Eva.

Exaggerated red lipstick, a strange purple and white clothes, green long and short hair scattered, and a strange smile on his pale face, which is easily frightened even by adults.

Eva's heart skipped a beat.

This is very different from facing McCoff.

It was cold scrutiny, and it was a feverish pastime.

Eva rubbed her wrist and forced a gentle smile, "Sir, may I help you?"

There was a chill on Eva's back, and all the cells in Eva's body were screaming for danger.

The clown stood still and took a deep breath, even closing his eyes tightly, as if he was feeling something, he couldn't hide his admiration behind the thick makeup, "It's a wonderful smell——"

He praised deeply, his mouth became wider and wider, and even the reopened eyes had a strange light, "I was looking for a lost little bat...but unexpectedly, I also found a piece of delicious little bat cake."

The last word made Eva more alert, and her voice became softer, "Perhaps the freshly baked tortillas attracted you?"

A doll box appeared in the clown's hand at some point, and he walked towards Eva in a dramatic way, "I have a little game."

"At first I wanted to play with the big bat, but the little bat slipped away, missing a lot of highlights, isn't it?"

"It would be nice to add this."

The strange voice was elongated, and the hanging voice made the scalp tingle.

A few steps away from Eva, a hoarse male voice appeared, with exhausted burnout, "Clown, stop!"

Eva took a step back, turned slightly, and looked at the boy leaning against the warehouse door.

The girl's hand clenched instantly, no, it wasn't just burnout.

The boy looked to be about the same age as Eva, but he was covered in bruises, his head was bowed, and he could barely maintain a standing posture.

The blood on the ground made Eva suffocate, and she couldn't believe how he got out.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

The clown's laughter was extremely unpleasant, and the sound of piercing the eardrum made Eva tremble, praying countless times that Martha would not hear the sound.

Never, never!

"Eva?" Martha's worried voice sounded.

"Mom, I'm fine. It's just that someone is asking for directions, and I'll go in in a while."

Without blinking, Eva immediately responded to Martha.

"Don't stay outside for too long, dinner is ready." Martha said to her little daughter with a smile.

Eva responded repeatedly.

In just a few dozen seconds, the clown instantly stuck in front of Eva, and when his fingertips were about to touch Eva's face, the girl suddenly took a few steps back.

The clown was clearly able to hold Eva, but he didn't do anything.

He smiled, but the weird smile on his face became even wider, "Do I have the honor to give you this gift?"

The clown took a few steps back, bent down, and passed the doll box in front of Eva.

"Don't take..."

The young man leaning against the warehouse door wanted to remind something, but before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground completely.

He coughed violently and even coughed up blood.

Eva's eyes were fixed, looking at the clown in front of him who was half a head shorter because of bowing. Just now his left hand moved slightly, and a small knife was thrown to the child's chest.

What a nasty trick.

"You'd better enjoy it by yourself." Eva's eyes showed a blue light.

The clown suddenly felt an unknown pressure on his body, as if he was carrying something weighing hundreds of tons.

He was not surprised but delighted.

Very slowly, very slowly raised his head.

The clown can still move, which really surprises Eva.

But Iron Man once told her that according to the statistics, even the Hulk would take a few minutes to get rid of, let alone the Joker.

Eva trotted to the door of the warehouse, trying to help the boy up, but when she touched the arm, her knees softened, and she also knelt down on the ground.

No, God, his bones...

Eva went over the boy so quickly and softly that his limbs were nearly shattered!

She couldn't imagine how he escaped from the clown under such circumstances.

Even though Eva didn't know who the clown was, the scene just now clearly made her know that the clown came for this person.

Her behavior last night and just now were useless. Under such circumstances, the boy didn't know how to move to the warehouse door just now.

Martha is thus in danger, but hand him over?

No.

Eva couldn't be so selfish.

The girl's eyes fell on the clown who was ten meters away. He was slowly turning his head, his eyes still flashing with crazy light.

Even seeing one like this in daylight is creepy.

"Clark?"

Eva made a call, and after Clark answered, she clutched her phone and told the story quickly, but in the blink of an eye, Clark appeared at the end of the path.

The choice to call her brother back was more for the sake of this boy on the ground. Eva was really powerless to do anything about his injury.In just 1 minute, his heartbeat was almost silent, and Eva had to try an extreme method.

She made a slight cut on her finger with the knife, but in a flash, the scar disappeared immediately, and a slight fragrance wafted out.

She wiped the blood on the tip of the boy's nose.

"Can you hear me? Hold on," Eva said, leaning in the boy's ear. "Hold on."

She repeated it over and over again, the ethereal female voice echoing in Jason's ears, continuing to his last breath while dying.

The black-haired, blue-eyed Superman knocked the clown unconscious with a punch, threw it on the ground, and then walked towards Eva.

"His injury was too severe."

Clark turned on the perspective, but couldn't see through the injuries on his body.

With a twist of his mind, he crushed the armor on the young man's body with special strength, and sure enough there was lead in it.

Superman seemed to remember something, but he didn't speak, and opened the perspective again.

After a few seconds, he shook his head slightly, "Human technology cannot save him. His heart and lungs are inserted into a broken bone, and he will soon bleed to death."

Eva was very sad, looking at the boy who barely kept breathing under her ability, "Clark, is there really no way?"

If he had continued hiding in the warehouse just now, no one knew he was there, and Eva didn't know that the clown was here for him, he might still be alive.

But he came out anyway.

Eva looked at the bloodstains in the warehouse with emotions that made Clark feel sad.

The black-haired man squatted down and rubbed Eva's hair vigorously, "Did you forget what I just said?"

"Human technology can't save him, but Krypton's may not. I'll take him to the Fortress of Solitude."

"Thank you." Eva threw herself into Clark's arms, hugged her brother's generous chest tightly, and then quickly stood up, "Take him, I'll go and comfort Mom."

As for the clown...

Eva sent away Superman, who was still a little worried, and looked through the address book again, and found another number that had just been saved recently.

"Beep-beep-"

"Miss Kent, sir is in the work room right now. No one can disturb you except those with the highest authority. I have no right to connect you." Jarvis's voice came, and the content of the words made Eva frown.

"Is the captain there?"

"Yes, do I need to help you connect?"

"Yes."

Soon, a thick, panting voice came, "Eva?" It seemed that the captain was training.

"Captain, do you know the contact information of Gotham Batman? I may have a package here that he needs to take away."