Rational discussion, who is the stupidest brother [Comprehensive British and American]

"You still called a helper?" The clown wronged Bala's puckered mouth, and stared at Orm accusingly, "Three against one, this is not fair at all!"

Orm felt his stomach pouch start to twitch again, and the nausea was about to move out of his throat.

The face of the clown, when he is not poisoned by his poor makeup skills and tragic aesthetics, is still above the average level of the crowd, but the problem lies in his weird tone and exaggerated expressions... If the clown wants to use superb If his acting skills are exaggerated and disgusting, then Aum has to say - he succeeded!

Compared to the clown, Aum really would rather watch Arthur acting like a baby!

"Actually, you misunderstood another question, which is four against one."

Different from Orm whose mentality is faintly collapsing, Sherlock's mentality is in a mess. The clown's AOE mental attack has no effect on him at all. Mouth cannon counterattack.

"Unfortunately, you don't seem to have very good eyesight. Watson, please don't dawdle, come in and give this little fool a chance to count the number of people."

Saying that, Sherlock waved behind him.

After a rustling sound, Watson appeared behind the hole in the wall blasted by the clown with a helpless face.

"Sherlock—"

The promised clown is insidious, cunning and perverted. His favorite thing in life is to kill people and make troubles. Just in case they need to keep a backup and let him hide outside?

However, fortunately—Watson rubbed the phone with his hand in the windbreaker pocket, all thankful—he sent a message to Mycroft when Xiali couldn't see him!

On the roof of the Luthor Group headquarters, after hanging up the call from Alfred, Bruce patted Clark on the shoulder and asked, "Is this the location of the continuous explosion you just heard?"

Bruce stuffed the phone under Clark's nose, and there was a string of latitude and longitude numbers on the screen.

Clark showed embarrassment, raised his finger in the direction, and said, "The explosion is over there."

As for the latitude and longitude that Bruce showed him, I'm sorry...he hasn't learned the high-end skill of calculating coordinates without a map and a calculator _(:з)∠)_.

Bruce thought for a few seconds, nodded and said, "That's right, let's go!"

"Etc., etc!"

Arthur grabbed Bruce's and Clark's cloaks with one hand and the other.

"What's wrong? Is Orm over there?"

"Yes, yes, your brother is over there."

The alliance consultant slapped Arthur's hand away impatiently. After thinking about it, he decided to explain a few words to Clark and Arthur in advance, lest these two guys with only muscles in their brains do anything wrong. something unexpected.

For example, when you see your younger brother, you will transform into a husky that can only wag its tail...

"Alfred said that the British government of the Sherlock Holmes family contacted Wayne Manor, hoping that Mr. Bruce Wayne, the benefactor of the Justice League, could help contact the Superman of the Justice League, and he was untied and ran to the university. The younger brother who can have fun was brought out from the scene of the explosion. The coordinates were provided there."

Arthur and Clark were silent together.

I always feel that... a certain description of Bruce doesn't look very right...

"Oh, that's right!" Bruce suddenly added: "It was said there that the scene of the explosion is suspected to be an illegal laboratory, and the clown was also there."

Arthur changed color in a second!

"Clown?! Hurry up..."

"By the way, there are more." Bruce double added: "The British government of the Sherlock Holmes family said that his requirements are very low, as long as his brother is taken out alive. As for whether one or two legs are broken, it is up to him." It doesn't matter."

As he said that, he looked meaningfully at Arthur...'s legs.

Arthur: "..." I always feel that Bruce seems to be implying something.

Seeing Arthur showing a look of sudden enlightenment in confusion, Bruce stopped his continued addition (dao) in satisfaction, and signaled him to go.

Inside Luthor's lab.

The moment Watson appeared, the grievance on the clown's face disappeared in a second. He happily held CZ-8764 to his chest, and spun around in a very girlish posture.

"Wow—here's another one! Do you want a gift? I knew it would be a hit! You all pretended not to like it~ didn't you~? But—"

The clown hugged CZ-8764 tightly with his distressed hands.

"——There is only one gift, but there are four children, how to divide it?"

God's kid!

Aum tightened his throat, restraining the spit that almost blurted out.

"How about this!"

The clown bit his lower lip in distress for a few seconds, then suddenly grinned the corner of his mouth to his ear, and happily came up with an idea:

"I'll just open it, and share the gifts together, how about~?"

As he said that, the clown put his hand on the lid of the box, as if he was about to open it.

not so good.

There are so many dramas.

Orm complained silently, and kept his mouth shut by the way, looking forward to Sherlock's performance.

"Oh, then you can open it."

Sherlock lived up to Orm's expectations, and turned back without blinking.Calm as if he really didn't know what the clown was holding.

"Never mind."

The clown withdrew his hand again, and expressed regret that the gift should be opened by the recipient himself. He will not be a bad boy who unwraps other people's gifts, and no one can prevent him from being a good boy!

Luther rolled his eyes again and again, and started to back away lightly.

Right now in the laboratory there is a madman (clown), a liar (Om), and two people who are clearly the helpers of the liar, either of them can swallow a poor ordinary person alive in minutes, and the situation is very serious for him. unfavorable.

"Good~"

Sherlock smiled and praised, and the clown held his head high, very proud.

"However, before distributing gifts, let's solve the unfair problem you just said."

Sherlock didn't give the clown a chance to force anything, and spoke first.

"The unfairness in terms of numbers, we can compensate you in other ways, such as answering some of your questions, how?"

The clown's face darkened slightly, and he opened his mouth to speak.

"Don't say you don't have a problem, you must have a problem!"

Sherlock interrupted the Joker first again.

"I can help you with a list of questions like—Do you want to know why you're here? Do you want to know why you know Om is here? Do you want to know why I know you're here? Why do you Don't you know that I will know that you are here? I can answer all the above questions for you, do you want to know?"

Clown: "No..."

"No no no! You want to know!"

Sherlock raised his voice unceremoniously, overshadowing the clown's voice.

"The answers to the above questions are all—you've been ripped off."

Clown: The smile is getting abnormal.jpg

"So, that snake in Arkham is really your snake?" The clown narrowed his eyes dangerously, and rubbed his fingers on the lid of CZ-8764 again.

"No, no, don't talk nonsense." Sherlock denied three times, "That snake has an owner! Of course—"

Sherlock suddenly smiled sweetly, winked at Watson, and said:

"I also have a master~"

"..."

Watson sighed weakly, took out a wooden box from the inner pocket of his clothes, opened the safety catch with a click, and aimed neatly between the brows of the clown.

Once Sherlock starts to behave abnormally, he is either about to start becoming a demon, or he is already on the road of becoming a demon. In this case, he needs to be prepared to take over and clean up the mess at any time.

After dating for several years, there is still some tacit understanding between them, Watson thought sadly.

The clown suddenly wanted to throw CZ-8764 at the curly-haired man's face to see if his face was bulletproof!

Now this kind of scene can still show affection?

Who is the snake spirit? !

Is this guy Fuck here to do bad things or to steal business? !

The clown took a deep breath, fingers...

"do not move."

Sherlock stopped coldly, and firmly pressed his index finger on the trigger, the threat was clearly revealed.

"Believe me, I'm going to send you to hell before you blow us up."

Luther retreated to the wall with soft legs, and pressed his back tightly against the wall again, looking for a sense of security.

The curly-haired man TM that popped up all of a sudden is Snake Syndrome No. [-], right? !

Sending the clowns to hell before the clowns blow them up, what the fuck is there to be proud of? !

Is it dead neatly? !

The clown's perverted smile disappeared completely, and his eyes pierced Sherlock coldly like a knife.

"What if I say I'm going to blow you up to the sky?"

Sherlock tilted his head, his index finger on the trigger slowly bent.

"You can try—"

Before the words fell to the ground, the clown suddenly felt a gust of wind hit the back of his head!

The clown reacted quickly, tilting his head to avoid the attack,

However, the attacker's reaction was faster than his. Seeing the clown's head tilted, he changed the direction of his attack, swung his backhand, and steadily smashed the centrifuge in his hand onto the clown's face, making people stare at him.

Immediately, he kicked the clown's leg straight again, and the huge force caused the clown to kneel down with a bang, without any power to fight back.

boom!

While Orm was attacking the clown, Sherlock suddenly turned his gun the moment he pulled the trigger, hitting Luthor's knee accurately.

"Don't move." Sherlock watched Luther cry out in pain, knelt down on one knee, the gun in his hand was still held steadily, but the target of the clown's eyebrows became Luthor's. .

"Okay~"

After successfully beating the clown, Aum happily started making small waves, and he reached out to the CZ-8764 in the clown's hand.

"Leave this dangerous thing to me for safekeeping~"

It turned out that when Sherlock attracted the clown's attention, Orm had quietly moved to a position only two steps away from the clown.

The movement of Sherlock's head tilted was a signal to do it.

The two tacitly acted as a cover for each other.The clown, who was facing Sherlock and his back was Orm, under the stimulation of Sherlock's words and the threat of two guns, mistakenly thought that Sherlock was the one who wanted to attack him.Luthor, who was sticking to the wall, could see the actions of everyone on the scene, and naturally mistakenly thought that Orm and Sherlock were targeting clowns.

The clown did not expect that the assailant was ambushing behind him.

Luthor didn't expect that Sherlock's target was actually him.

Kill two birds with one stone~ Catch two at once~

Thanks to Luthor, his centrifuge is quite handy for beating clowns~

Orm let out a heavy breath silently, and finally caught the Joker and Luthor before Batman arrived.Best of all, they caught the perpetrator as the victim~ Now even Batman can't protest, right?

Next, all you need to do is to confiscate the ugly thing in the clown's hand that must be handled with care, and it's over.

However, when Aum's fingertips touched CZ-8764 in the clown's hand, the clown suddenly threw CZ-8764 vigorously!

That TM is a pressure bomb that can blow up half a building! ! !

Everything that followed became slow motion in Orm's eyes.

He saw CZ-8764 draw an arc in the air.

He saw Luther tremblingly leaning on the wall, trying to stand up.

He saw Sherlock's companion suddenly change face, and flew towards Sherlock.

He... also seemed to see himself retreating to Sherlock's side at the fastest speed, picking him and his companions up...

Then--

click!

The sound of CZ-8764 landing exploded in everyone's ears, the horn of the end of life is about to blow... Blow... Blow...

Blow it! ! !

Orm threw Sherlock back to the ground, pointed to "CZ-8764" which had been on the ground several times without a single spark, and shouted:

"Did you know that thing is a fake?!"

Aum broke his voice in extreme anger.

He said, why didn't Sherlock consider the possibility that the clown threw CZ-8764 backhanded directly!

Sherlock shrugged and said, "The probability is as high as 95%, I thought you all knew it."

"Fuck you all know!"

Watson glared at Sherlock, panting like a cow.He's about to have a heart attack!In the end, this guy just said lightly, he thought everyone knew? ? ?

Is the whole world a roundworm in his stomach? ? ? ! ! !

After trying to calm down for a while, Watson squeezed out a sentence: "The reason?!"

The clown laughed wildly and answered Watson's question for Sherlock:

"It must be fake~ Don't you guys really think that I will carry my cards with me? Naive!"

"..."

"..."

The naive Aum turned his head and scolded Luthor angrily: "What rubbish eyes do you have?! You can't tell the truth from the fake?"

Luthor, who was so frightened that his legs went limp, refused to answer the question.

After admiring Luther's blue and white complexion, the clown suddenly asked a completely irrelevant question: "What time is it?"

"3:11:03 p.m.." Luthor pointed to the wall, on which hung an electronic clock that survived the explosion.

"Great!"

The clown clapped his hands happily, stood on his tiptoes and spun around again.

"You will receive the gift I gave you soon!"

"...Sherlock, what do you think the gift will be?" Aum propped his forehead tiredly.

Why didn't anyone tell him that clowns like to make troubles like serial dramas?

"The clown's favorite - the little cutie who can make boom booms, usually military supplies. The products of the Stark Group used to be the best. Since the Stark Group withdrew from the market, it has rarely been seen in the market in recent years. A decent product."

Sherlock joked casually, and made a comment by the way, he was so calm that he was inhuman.

"I guess—" Sherlock touched his chin and said, "Your boomboom gadgets are either under our feet, or somewhere nearby with a lot of traffic."

The smile on the clown's face faded away.

"Let me guess again, do you want to negotiate conditions with Aum, such as letting him die or something, and then don't detonate your gadget?"

The clown stared at Sherlock coldly for a long time, then suddenly said coldly: "Yes, then you kind and righteous people, will you agree?"

Saying that, the clown showed a mocking sneer.

"Uh...sorry to interrupt, but...are these the boomboom gadgets you're talking about?"

Another curly-haired head appeared at the entrance of the hole, and then a bunch of bombs came in with one hand. Superman said innocently:

"Just now Batman asked me to find it downstairs and dismantle it."

clown:"……"

MMP!How amazing are the people? !

The author has something to say:

Batman: You guys are phishing law enforcement...

Orm: What did you say—?I can not hear--?

Batman: It's getting cold, close the door and let Arthur go.

Orm: Farewell!

Thanks to Jiang Huabianyuexiao for the mines of the little angel in his life~ Memada(づ￣3￣)づ╭

Thank you BigCircle little angel for the landmine~ Bixin?(????`)~

Gained a little weight today~

The trip to make trouble in the metropolis will end tomorrow, and then we will start a new map~︿(￣︶￣)︿

By the way, the author thought about whether to stop this chapter when the clown threw the bomb, but after thinking about it, I decided to be a person and finish this paragraph (*^▽^*)