[Comprehensive Movie] No heroine in the world dies so fast

Chapter eighty

Clark stopped suddenly. The inexplicable uneasiness in his heart made him feel very strange. Almost immediately, Clark turned his head and looked behind him. There was a passing red light in those blue eyes, as if The clouds and the city penetrated in an instant, looking far away to the mother who is far away in the metropolis.

Clark didn't feel relieved until he was sure that his adoptive mother was safe.Then, he thought of Fu Jiang.

[Not sure if her work is still going well. ]

Clark thought so, hesitating whether to take a look at Fu Jiang's location, see what she was doing, and who she was with.The voices of the whole world were noisy and disturbing, and Clark just frowned and searched for Fu Jiang's voice from it-but in just a moment, Clark realized that he should not do so.

He seems to be violating Fu Jiang's **?Clark thought uncertainly.He knew that this was a disgusting move, and over the years Clark had tried hard not to listen to others, not to use his ability to spy on others.

He's doing fine until he finds out that he's subconsciously using his superpowers to lock Tomie's location, which is making Clark very uncomfortable.The man frowned, forced to suppress the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, and finally stepped forward again with a cold face, frowning, and walked towards the newly applied job.

At this time, Clark didn't know that at the moment of his hesitation, he missed the best opportunity to know Fu Jiang, and when he got home from work and found that Fu Jiang hadn't come back to do all this again, what he saw with his eyes, It was already what Fu Jiang had been trying to show in front of him: an innocent and harmless gesture.

And what is Fu Jiang encountering at this time?This is the beginning of another absurdity.

The young man nicknamed the clown increased Fu Jiang's favor after his finger was bitten off. No matter how you look at it, you can only draw one conclusion: he is not only dangerous but also sick.

Fu Jiang couldn't understand why a person who hurt him would make this man interesting, but this didn't affect her observing him silently.

His chestnut blond hair is combed behind his head, his skin looks sickly blue and white without sunlight all year round, his gloomy eyes and exceptionally red lips make the man's handsomeness greatly compromised, especially the paranoid look that flashes on his face from time to time, the clown Let Fu Jiang think of those drug addicts who have gone astray, dangerous and crazy, no one wants to speculate on what he can do.

His injured wound was still bleeding, and the blood dripped on the ground and flowed out bright red flowers, but it didn't make him feel any discomfort.The clown even waved his hand, causing his subordinate A, who had been pressing on Fu Jiang's shoulder, to loosen her grip.

At the same time, he walked up to Fu Jiang, and almost caught off guard, he broke Fu Jiang's wrist with a [click].

Fu Jiang's body trembled for a moment, and cold sweat oozes from her forehead, but her eyes are still staring at the man indifferently. If she is not very sure that she is in the absolute advantage in their current confrontation, I am afraid that the clown will misunderstand that she is the one The one who holds the initiative.

But obviously, even so, it can't bring more fear to this young man.The malice in his eyes almost turned into sticky black mud and flooded Fu Jiang. The evil smile that almost distorted his expression made people tremble. He asked, "Does your hand hurt?"

Accompanied by the question, the clown's right hand gently stroked Fu Jiang's black hair, combing it gently from top to bottom repeatedly, but at the moment Fu Jiang relaxed, he pulled the black hair, forcing Fu Jiang to raise his face, the voice The kneading became softer: "Tell me, sweetheart—does your hand hurt?"

Fu Jiang's expression didn't change at all, her long eyelashes drooped slowly, as if she didn't bother to look at him any more.

[Snapped! ] The clown's slap landed on Fu Jiang's face, and his expression became sad because no one responded to his performance: "Why didn't you answer me? I'm asking you a question~"

In this regard, Fu Jiang just opened her eyes, her eyes stared at the void, where was the map of Gotham.He saw Clark, oblivious to his disappearance, heading for the bar where he was a new recruit.As for Wade, he didn't know why he stayed where he was. Of course, if Fu Jiang could see the picture, he would find that this man who had always been strong was unconscious.

Then, her only hope, Bruce Wayne, who apparently hasn't captured her location yet, is in his Batcave searching for him through surveillance cameras all over the city.

At this moment, Fu Jiang thought of countless plans to kill the clown, and she even wanted to raise his legs and slap his damn stupid head against the wall repeatedly, so that his head would explode like a watermelon [bang] Open it and let the red juice flow out, then he will know how stupid and dangerous his actions are!

But soon Fu Jiang let go of this tempting idea.She even used her energy to control the wound where the knife was stuck, and controlled the blood and flesh to repair the wound not too quickly—at least until she was rescued, the knife had better be inserted under her collarbone.

Fu Jiang does not intend to let Bruce, Clark or even Wade discover the difference in her physique, which will not help her strategy, and may even cause unnecessary trouble.She didn't want them to know, so she must not let them know.

The clown, who has not received a response, frowned. He obviously wanted to do something more extreme. However, the subordinate holding Fu Jiang's other hand obviously didn't want to see Fu Jiang get hurt. His subordinate B even waved his hand, Pleading tone: "Forget it Tom, I don't think it's good to embarrass a girl like this—"

If he could restrain the infatuation in his expression when he said this, it would be more convincing.But Tom?This pseudonym is really perfunctory enough.

The man who was replaced by Tom shrugged casually: "OK, if you insist~" He spread his hands, his sharp eyes glanced across Fu Jiang's face, and he seemed to let Fu Jiang helplessly.Then, he waved his hand: "Let's get out of here first."

A black sack was put on Fu Jiang's head. As soon as her neck hurt, she obediently fell forward, pretending to be in a coma.

Not knowing whether it was the clown or one of his subordinates, Fu Jiang was hugged into the car, and then a man sat beside her. Fu Jiang guessed that the other party was the clown, just intuition... that man might not be able to tolerate his own There is someone else sitting behind you, even if that person is your current companion.

Fu Jiang listened to the man playing with the pistol in his hand. He slowly pushed the blade out of the blade, and then slowly pushed it back. In this very regular rhythm... Fu Jiang fell asleep deeply.

She would not know that when her breathing finally stabilized, the man sitting beside her silently cast green eyes on her hooded face, with undisguised interest.That gaze finally fell below Fu Jiang's collarbone, the knife was still stuck in her flesh, but the blood had dried up.

The clown thought for a while, and then stretched out his hand to touch the upper half of the knife handle. Almost at the moment of touching, Fu Jiang woke up. People are disappointed, at least the Joker is disappointed.

He felt that he was wrong in thinking that Fu Jiang had no pain. After all, if she really had no pain, she wouldn't be so sensitive that she would wake up feeling the pain as soon as the clown's hand touched the handle of the knife.

[It's really boring. ] The man thought so, and looked away boredly.But when he thought of Wade, he couldn't help being happy again, wondering if that bastard could continue to talk badly when he saw his woman being abused, thinking of making the bastard who spared no effort to ridicule him look crazy and painful, the clown simply couldn't bear it. Can't wait to make something -

They finally stopped somewhere, and when Fu Jiang was finally unmasked, his subordinate A happened to hang a lamp on the wall, letting some light shine into the darkness.

Before Fu Jiang's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he first heard the sound of a mouse fleeing in the corner. The smell mixed with stench and damp filled the tip of his nose, making Fu Jiang almost retch.Then she saw it all: they were in a tunnel that didn't know where.

The man with chestnut blond hair was smiling strangely at her, with scrutiny and observation in his eyes. After seeing Fu Jiang's eyes that hadn't changed much, he finally showed a little expression of satisfaction or disappointment.Then he waved his hand, showing a bored look, and arranged for two of his men to tie Fu Jiang to the track.

The light of the flashlight in her hand shrouded Fu Jiang's face, hurting her eyes.This kind of physical discomfort is not considered torture, but it is more uncomfortable than the direct physical injury.Fu Jiang didn't know what expression he showed, but it obviously pleased the other party.

She saw the man laughed, and then squatted beside her after Fu Jiang was tied up.

He held up the camera: "Don't be so serious, sweetheart, now give me a smile—"

The voice fell, and with the brief flicker of the flashlight, Fu Jiang heard the man's dissatisfied complaint: "I hate it, I obviously made you laugh~"

His green eyes locked on Fu Jiang's face, and before they wanted to do something, they all heard the roar of a train in the distance, and the rails seemed to roar as it approached rapidly!

"Here we come!!" The clown screamed joyfully, and the sound of his whistle pierced the silence of the night, and the two men had already retreated.Only Fu Jiang and him remained in the tunnel.

The man's expression also became more gentle as the train approached, and the lingering nervous look on his face quickly faded away. Then, under Fu Jiang's gaze, he fixed the camera in a leisurely manner. On the rails facing Fu Jiang's face, he then covered Fu Jiang's face with the light of the flashlight.

The clown blew a kiss, his expression showed the joy and frivolity of a teenager, his deep eyes blinked lightly, and the smile on his lips deepened, while smiling, he put the knife he was playing all the way on 10 centimeters away from Fu Jiang's hand, which happened to be a distance she couldn't touch: "Perform well, sweetheart, you must struggle as hard as you can—"

He nodded his lips: "This will be the best gift I have prepared for Wade Wells."

After the words fell, the clown looked behind Fu Jiang, and the train lights shone on the man's thin and tall figure, which seemed to weaken the paranoia and madness in his temperament.And the smile on his face became extremely sweet because of the anticipation of what Fu Jiang will encounter next.

But they all knew that all of this was an illusion, no matter how harmless it looked on the outside, this man was that unreasonable lunatic from beginning to end!However, Fu Jiang listened to the system's long-lost report in his gradually distorted smile:

[Jack Coulson/Joker: Favorability is 20, current favorability is 50. ]

[Blackening: 0 (0/3)]

...the bastard!Fu Jiang vowed to kill him!And the man obviously saw through her unspoken curse, which made the smile in his eyes deepen: "Farewell, sweetheart."

The clown said so with his mouth, and then jumped out of the tunnel.

The author has something to say: Master Ugly is too difficult to write, I was almost tortured to death by him!But instead, Dachao... God, I really think Dachao has a good impression of her!

I feel as if I have two more chapters and I will be able to brush up his favor with QAQ~!

poisonous!Hurry up and tell me that I'm not the only one who thinks Dachao's affection is very good, but Louis has become his favorite woman so easily, I...

Ahhhhhh, his favorability is obviously easy to brush up ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In short, in short, today is still a good day for collection (blink)