[Comprehensive British and American] Staff canteen

The clown's plan is very simple. He has united Harley, Penguin and other clown troops to plant bombs in New York, Gotham, Metropolis, Washington and other places. Once the system plots against him, the little friend who received the message from the walkie They would detonate gas bombs all over the place.

The clown even has worse ideas, the worst plan, if the system accidentally tortures him to death, his body will quickly release the highly poisonous clown gas, and everyone present will be mentally polluted. Turning into a Laughing Bat, Iron Man turning into a Laughing Armor... It's exciting to think about.

He felt that his plan was perfect, and thinking about it, the clown made that high-pitched sound again.

The louder the clown laughed, the colder the system's voice sounded.

【—Laughing at the clown, the countdown is 1 minute.

Ask the clown to complete the following task within 1 minute: Release the hostages. 】

The clown who received the task stopped laughing, and cursed viciously at the air, "What a good system to pretend, it's so hypocritical!" According to the clown's understanding of the name of the dish, he is definitely not kind enough to post "Save Humanity" A seemingly normal task.

1 minute later.

【—Yes.I'm just picking the one you're least likely to finish.

mission failed!Laughing clown, start! 】

There was a burst of rhythmic laughter in the audience. This low-pitched laughter is completely different from the clown's laughter. It has a lively and cheerful atmosphere. Everyone can't help but listen to this kind of laughter. He laughed happily, and even had the urge to stand up and dance. Some children with low laughs no longer cared that this was a serious occasion, and just laughed with their stomachs in their hands until tears fell.

The scene once again fell into weirdness, and unlike the dignified one just now, everyone's expressions relaxed instead.

After all, once the system takes action, you will know if there is one.

Only the clown who was in control of the audience, his big smile painted with lipstick on his face showed that he was smiling, but through the eyes with deep bags under the eyes and heavy dark circles, one could see that the guy's eyes were full of words. Without malice and intimidation, anyone stared at by such a pair of eyes would be horrified.

But Ashe, who was almost seen through by the clown, remained calm and even wanted to drink a cup of milk tea to quench her thirst.

Soon, the clown realized something was wrong.

There was no pain, or burning sensation, but he gradually lost control of his body.First, his shoulders began to shake regularly with the music, which made the gloomy-looking clown feel happy in seconds.Joker tried to stop himself.

Stop! Stop!He yelled in his heart, almost yelling outright.

After a few seconds, he finally roared out, but when the sound came out, he felt something was wrong again.

What is he doing?He is laughing!

Different from the painting style of the leading villain in horror movies, the clown actually made a laugh that was exactly the same as the music at the scene.What's even more depressing is that the moment he laughed, the plot continued to develop in an even more uncontrollable direction!

"Haha~haha~hahahahaha!"

No one can imagine that one day this kind of laughter that is full of joy and makes people feel physically and mentally happy will come from the clown. With his shoulders shrugging and his feet wearing clown shoes tiptoeing, the clown began to laugh. Comedy-sounding dances are performed on a gorgeous stage.

The air was full of joy.

While the clown kept dancing with his back to the stage, Pietro and Barry, who had already put on gas masks, quickly rescued the bound hostages... No, they didn't realize until they untied these little guys...Damn, how is this ordinary? The ordinary human beings are clearly an army of clown dwarves wearing human/skin/masks!These dwarves were filled with a higher concentration of clown gas. Fortunately, Pietro and Barry were wearing gas masks specially made by Kingsman, otherwise they might have been infected by this time.

Quicksilver and The Flash retreated hastily.

Compared to the depression of the two young friends, the system was more excited.

[——The backup dancer, let's go! 】

As soon as the words fell, the clown's dwarf army was not idle. They stood behind the clown in a row, first bowed to the audience in unison, and then danced uncontrollably.The current situation is that C is the lead singer and lead dancer of the clown, and the Dwarf Legion acts as a tacit understanding of the backup dancers.From ballet to cha-cha, from Latin to waltz, there is almost no dance that the clown team can't do, and the audience was stunned.

Especially the audience friends who have not yet entered the famous dish, they may be amazed by the cute contrast of the clown, and more burst into amazing laughter because the scene is too funny, "The clown wants to laugh at me to death and then inherit My credit card statement?"

【—Mission successful!

Ask Mr. Clown to complete the second task in 10 seconds: perform card magic for the audience. 】

It doesn't seem like a completely unkind system, this is what clowns are good at!

【—Countdown: 10 seconds, 8 seconds, 4321!mission failed!

Laughing clown, start again! 】

clown:? ? ?

Is there such a count?

He understood that the name of the dish was deliberately against him.The clown, whose sanity still remained, narrowed his eyes slightly. He was going to tell his friends which city to blow up first!These guys should know he's not scaremongering, and by the way, he loves watching superheroes frown too much!

"Enterprise..."

As soon as the clown uttered the first syllable, the mission began again uncontrollably.

So in the eyes of the audience, after the clown "laughed wildly", he began to perform "fart with his mouth" in public, which was still very rhythmic.

"Puff puff ~ puff puff ~ puff puff puff puff..."

A few children who had just reached school age looked dumbfounded, and asked Charles next to him in a childlike tone, "Professor X, is the clown crazy?"

Charles laughed silently.

The torture of the system is not over yet.

[——The virus was detected to be in danger of mutation.

The powerful antivirus is starting. 】

The clown frowned. In fact, he really wanted to ask what "powerful antivirus" is, and he knew it soon.A warm current is slowly pouring into his body, like a ball of golden light, passing through the haze in his body, washing his soul.Up to the blood vessels, down to the soul, the clown feels that his whole body is being dredged.

The last time he felt this way was when he was just poured into the pool of Lazarus.

"F**k!" The clown, realizing what was about to happen, uttered a curse with his remaining sanity.

Thousands of miles away in New York, the Harley Quinn, who is patiently waiting for her Hani to convey the task, is exercising her body while dancing pole dance, while listening to the clown making a discordant sound in the earphones. Although the sound is very abnormal, it is always Considering that the clown is an abnormal person... she didn't find it strange.

Coincidentally, the others had exactly the same idea as Harry.

Until a whistling electric sound came from the earphones, stimulating Harry to take off the earphones full of disgust.The moment she threw the earphones away, she heard a weak and gentle voice, "The good clown is at your service."

Harry:? ? ?

……

Three days later, in Poison Ivy's rented room.

For the past three days, the first thing the clown did when he woke up was to put on his apron, turn on the vacuum cleaner, and clean the inside and outside of the room first, then water the flowers and cut the grass for Poison Ivy’s babies... because Pa Mira warned him viciously, "If you dare to touch my flowers and plants with scissors, I will fight you desperately." The clown was so scared that he didn't even dare to water more, let alone trim the flowers and plants.

During the period, Poison Ivy tried to wake up the clown with various dark plants such as Bana, poppies, etc., but all ended in failure.

The Riddler looked at the clown and analyzed it. At the beginning, the flower of the other side absorbed the remaining Lazarus water in her body, so that the clown regained his memory; but this time the system did not know what method was used. Good guy clown" reason.

"Will Hani always be like this?" Harry looked at his Hani with a bit of distress, "Does he want me to help him with housework? It's too hard."

Poison Ivy thinks this kind of clown is very good, she lay down on the sofa enchantingly, and asked Harley to lie down with her, "Isn't the clown cute now?" Poison Ivy said, Penguin and The Riddler nodded, and they also agreed very much.

……

Jason observed the clown in the dark for three days, and he hated it so much.

After becoming a red hood, his first target of revenge was the clown; but when he put on the red hood, the clown didn't know him anymore, until he came to New York, and used the "Jason Todd" voice that he hadn't used for a long time. Living as a clown, the clown has become a good clown.

This made it impossible for Jason to take revenge openly.

Now this guy is a nice guy again, which drives him even more crazy.

Jason always suspected that the clown's second change was just faking, so he quietly followed him for three days, but found nothing else, except that this guy was too nosy!When a pedestrian crosses the road at a red light, he grabs their hand and turns back; when a pedestrian litters, he stops them and watches them pick up the trash and throw it back into the trash can; even when couples quarrel on the road, he stops After coming down to persuade the fight for half an hour, Jason's "mama" character made Jason want to beat the clown all the more.

But he is not an unprincipled man.

Jason told himself countless times that as long as the clown showed any signs of "tricking", he would beat him so hard that he didn't know each other; but after three days of tracking, the clown developed in a better and better direction, until …

That night, the Joker catches a car thief, a tire thief, to be precise.

"What's your name?" Once Joker became good-tempered, he was no different from the ordinary clown who handed out balloons in the playground during the day, although the little boy kept secretly staring at the clown, not daring to say a word.

"Where are your parents?" I don't know if it was Jason's illusion, but he saw the gentle eyes of the good clown, which the previous clowns never had.

The little boy shook his head.

"Do you have a guardian?" The good clown thought for a while and changed the question.

The little boy continued to shake his head.

"That's it." The good clown seemed to have encountered a big problem. He touched his chin in distress, as if he was thinking about how to provide enthusiastic help.After thinking for about ten minutes, his eyes brightened, "Maybe I should send you to a charity organization, there are many kind and caring people in society, so you don't have to steal tires!" Like it, he even touched the boy's head tenderly.

The little boy's expression finally became less surreal, and he looked at the clown with sparkling eyes, with a glimmer of expectation; he never wanted to live a life of stealing tires again.

The clown held the boy's hand, but just as they were about to leave, an impatient voice stopped them.

"Do you know which institution in New York is reliable and you send him there?" The red hood said and kicked the soda can at his feet irritably. Scared by the sudden appearance of the red hood, he hid behind the clown, grabbing the clown's cuff with his small hands.

"Good evening, Mr. Red Hood." The clown was polite, and answered the red hood's question very modestly, "Sorry, I don't know."

"Then do you know that many orphanages are under the guise, but they are actually criminal institutions that train children to become thieves and fraudsters?" Red Hood was stunned when he said this, he forgot that this is New York, New York's law and order brother Tan is much better and the crime rate is not as high.

The clown's voice trailed off, as if he was regretting his impulsiveness, "Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Red Hood, I'm so stupid, I don't know anything."

The sincere clown made Red Hood even more irritable. He quickly passed the clown and walked in front of them, "Follow me and don't talk. I will take you to the children's welfare home under Stark's banner."

He didn't want to hear the Joker's voice at all right now.

……

After successfully settling the little boy, the clown clasped his hands together and thanked the red hood repeatedly, "Thank you so much, Mr. Red Hood."

Red Hood stood three steps away from the clown, staring at him with a more complicated look.After an unknown amount of time, he who had been silent for a long time finally couldn't take it anymore, grabbed the clown by the collar, and warned him viciously, "You'd better be a good person all the time, or I'll definitely break your legs one by one, Beat out your brains, and let you lie on the ground like me, quietly waiting for the blood to dry up, and waiting desperately for death to come."

"Mr. Red Hood." The clown's eyes were full of horror, and at the same time he was struggling with difficulty breathing, "Please calm down."

Knowing that the clown was about to lose his breath, the red hood threw the helpless clown to the ground.The clown who finally breathed fresh air coughed violently.

After venting his anger, Jason was about to leave, but the clown behind him stopped him.

"Mr. Red Hood." His voice was weak, "The clown believes in you, you are a good person. The clown is also a good person."

The red hood paused, and he looked back at the clown, thousands of complicated expressions flashed in those dark eyes, but he didn't speak, and soon turned around again, and disappeared into the night.

In the quiet late night of New York, Jason sitting on the railing of a high-rise building took off his red hood and looked down at the whole city. He remembered that he was also a thief who stole tires when he was picked up by Batman; Orphanage, but the dean of that orphanage is not a good person, he is still being used, and even the stolen money must be handed over; later, somehow, they brought the criminals of the orphanage to justice, and he entered Bat-family, become Robin.

He told Batman, "This is the best day of my life."

Not long after finishing these words, he died, beaten to death by the clown with a shovel after a shovel.

Thinking of this, the hatred in Jason's eyes began to flicker again, until the message prompt on the phone brought him back to his senses.

Ash: "Want a drink?"

……

"Why do I want to eat such a sissy thing? What about drinking?" Jason said while taking a "really delicious" bite of the strawberry cream sandwich.

Ashe made a cup of black tea latte for him, "I said drink a cup, but I didn't say drink or coffee." She blinked, "Haven't you heard? Late night wine is not as good as early morning sandwiches and coffee .”

Jason swiped his phone subconsciously, and the time jumped to exactly 4 o'clock.

He took another bite of the sandwich, "I only heard a basketball player say, have you ever seen New York at 4 o'clock in the morning?"

Ashe returned Jason's "I'll punch you to death" look, so he didn't correct him that "they said it was Los Angeles".

After breakfast after working overtime, Jason felt better when his empty stomach was filled. He looked at the dark sky, and after a while, there would be a hazy white belly, and he was thoughtful.

"The clown, he likes to give people multiple-choice questions." Ashe refilled another cup of coffee for Jason, she nestled on the beanbag sofa, holding a cup of red velvet coffee in her hand, "Look, he's even better , but you still have to make a choice.”

——One day, your enemy lost his memory, and even became a completely opposite good person.Would you still want to kill him?

The author has something to say: the song about laughter is the one that is often changed to ghosts,

Yes, that's it!

I can't remember the name QAQ

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This set of thoughts is too high, I can't write it!I can't write!

I just want to keep writing sand sculptures!