[Gotham] Jerome's Little Bad

"despair…"

"despair…"

"despair…"

"Damnit," Jerome angrily pulled down the safety catch of the gun again, let out a long breath, wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, the clip of the gun turned, and the poor guy in the Arkham hospital suit in front of him was restrained Can't struggle in the chair.

"pong!"

The bullet passed through the chest, and the huge impact made the poor guy overturned with the chair and fell in front of the fireplace.

Jerome's displeased expression froze, and his eyes were too dark to shine, "It didn't make me feel better at all."

Fritz was lying on the sofa, like a lazy cat, her eyes half-closed, "Take it easy, Jamie. Everything's under control. (Relax, Jamie, everything's under control)"

"Yep," Jerome was still dazed, eyes wide open, "I just don't like it."

"Jerome, the test subject is here," Crane the Scarecrow said, and Jerome turned around with interest, only to see the pale Butch brought by the penguin.

"This test subject is a bit big," Jerome said disgusted, this guy was far from his dear brother's size.

"He's not your test subject," Penguin said with a quick smile, "This is Grandy, he will be your right teammate."

"Hmm," Jerome looked at Butch with his index finger propped on his chin, expressionless, "I like him, he's scary. Good idea, Mr. Oswald."

"Nice to meet you, big man," Jerome laughed, hammering his right hand on Butch's shoulder, shaking his hand as if hitting a solid wall, "uh-oh."

At this moment, the Mad Hatter brought in a bewildered man, smiling excitedly.

"Ah, test subject?" Jerome pointed to the guy who didn't know the situation.

"He will test your plans, a reluctant merchant."

Hearing this, Jerome grabbed the businessman in the hat and pulled him to Crane the Scarecrow.

"No, no, no. No, please, please." The test subject pleaded, "Please don'thurtme. (Please don't hurt me.)"

Then, he saw the terrifying man in black in front of him playing with a small bottle, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

"It...wouldn't hurt at all," Crane assembled the bottle, held it in front of the terrified test subject and sprayed it lightly, the purple mist fell on his face.

The poor businessman covered his eyes and coughed. Everyone was watching him, including Jerome, who was also watching his reaction intently.

When he heard the merchant's unstoppable laughter, Jerome laughed too.

The businessman laughed uncontrollably, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a deformed arc, like a clown who was forced to open his mouth.Laughter echoed throughout the room. The poor businessman lost his sanity under the influence of the poisonous gas. He just kept laughing, his skin turned pale with lavender, the corners of his mouth became wider and wider, and the corners of his eyes remained. blood.

Seeing this scene, producer Crane's eyes shone with satisfaction. Even Firefly, who was originally sitting on a chair, stood up, and the mad hatter couldn't hide his excitement by covering his mouth.

The only one who was slightly calm was Freeze Man, but he also smiled rarely because of his indifferent personality.

"Perfect," Fritz lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she glanced at the penguin.

Different from everyone's excited look, Penguin didn't have any joy in his eyes. Instead, he stared straight at the scene in front of him with a more serious expression.

The merchant's shrill laughter was joined by another voice, Jerome, who was happier than anyone else, laughed wildly with the merchant, "We need more of this stuff!"

"Jamie, Oswald is a double-faced guy, and it's not trustworthy," the girl said with a slight murderous intent in her voice, "and he really doesn't know how to play."

"Who cares, my idea is much more interesting than his." After finishing speaking, the deep male voice chuckled and elongated his tone, "Who cares?"

"I know that my appointment was very sudden, which may have shocked some people. To be honest, I was shocked myself." The mayor sat at the end of the long table, discussing with several people in power in the city, " The most important thing right now is the future of this city, that's why I'm here tonight to discuss."

"Well, Mayor, as the central committee member of Gotham's Moral Directorate, everyone in this room, to put it bluntly, is very disturbed by the recent events in this great city. We have seen criminals elected to office, shootouts, street crimes Stage corruption!" the short-haired lady said indignantly, and several others agreed.

"Ms. Havostock, the director and I have been busy for a long time in the past few weeks," the mayor calmly interrupted the lady who was getting more and more enthusiastic, and stood up, "just to improve the appearance of this city."

"Dang!"

With a slight sound, the chandelier on the long table suddenly went out, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.The mayor called out to the guard at the gate, "Wyatt, what's the matter?"

A tall bodyguard walked in from the door, "We'll check right away, sir."

"Has a window blown open?" The lady who spoke just now tightened her collar tightly, with white steam coming out of her mouth as she spoke, "Why is it so cold?"

The rest of them also tightened their clothes, feeling a little uneasy.

Suddenly, there was a gunshot outside, which frightened everyone present, "What's going on?"

"Don't come any closer!" shouted the bodyguard outside, which made the officials inside the house even more nervous and frightened.

Screams and gunshots sounded at the same time, and then fell silent, and there were one or two gunshots from time to time, and the government officials who had been sitting in their seats stood anxiously beside the bodyguards in the room.

The glass on the door was icy and even made a slight shattering sound.

The door was kicked open, and the frozen man came in, with a slightly distorted voice, "Good night, everyone."

The officials screamed in fright, but were stopped by the Mad Hatter who suddenly appeared behind them when they wanted to escape.

"What do you want to do to us?" The mayor stood in front of the crowd and asked Tai Qi.

"Sorry, I don't have time to ask, Mr. Mayor." The Mad Hatter is still a gentleman, but his attitude is not very polite, "because there are other places that urgently need your presence."

"No matter how much ransom you want, I will double it," the mayor who was driven to the carriage by the Mad Hatters simply thought that this was just a kidnapping for money, until he saw Jerome with an impatient face.

"I can control the police's pension fund," said the newly appointed mayor, whose hands were handcuffed to the top of the car, and tried to lure Jerome with a bigger bargaining chip.

"Wow," Jerome nodded, turning around nonchalantly, "That's a lot of money, it's tempting, but..."

He smiled, turned back to face the mayor, "forget it."

Firefly stepped forward, and the mayor seemed to be grasping at straws, "Are you Brigitte? I can guarantee you a safe exit from the city and give you money and a new house."

Firefly just smiled and took the mayor's handcuffs and others to the innermost part of the car along the railing on the top of the car, "It's people like you who locked me in Strange's laboratory, and because of this, Brigitte has already died."

Seeing that the firefly's path was impracticable, the mayor turned his attention to the Mad Hatter again, "I can forgive you all your crimes, child, completely forgive me, as long as you don't go crazy anymore."

"Crazy is too much of a word," the Mad Hatter approached the mayor. "I prefer 'visionary'."

"Girl, I can give you whatever you want," the mayor said. The mayor had already gone to the doctor in a hurry, and even put his thoughts on Fritz. "I can give you money, identity."

"Old guy, can't you be quiet?" Fritz was leaning against the inner wall of the carriage, lazily pinching her nails, without even looking at the mayor.

"Oswald, can't you do something?" Mr. Mayor put his last hope on the penguin.

The fireflies who locked the next government official in the car looked at the penguin to see how he would respond.

"I'm afraid not, I fully support Mr. Valeska," Penguin sincerely looked at Jerome to show his loyalty.

Sure enough, Jerome had a satisfied smile on his face.

"The police in the whole city will search for us. When they find you, don't expect mercy from your subordinates," the mayor began to threaten them, seeing that the path of instigating rebellion would not work. "They will resolutely shoot!"

"Soserious (so serious)," Jerome walked towards the mayor very indifferently, "no wonder your approval rating is so low."

"Hey, let me tell you," Jerome straightened his tie for the mayor, "threatening me once, but this time, with a smile."

When he said this, Jerome laughed happily, but the mayor's slightly terrified expression put him off.

"Aw, look, that's the problem," Jerome grabbed Penguin's shoulders and hugged him, but looked at the mayor, "No one knows how to have fun these days, do they?"

After speaking, Jerome looked at the penguin, who smiled and nodded in agreement.

"But have you seen your friend over there?" Jerome looked towards the carriage door, pointing at Crane the Scarecrow. "The one with the bag on his head, he thought of a solution."

At this time, Crane approached a lady who also appeared at the mayor's meeting, took a small bottle and sprayed her lightly, and the purple mist hit her face.

The originally elegant lady froze for a few seconds and stopped screaming, but suddenly began to twitch all over.In her eyes, the whole world became distorted, her whole body was pale, and the corners of her mouth pulled out a strange arc.If it wasn't for the handcuffs, she would even throw herself on everyone and bite off a piece of flesh.

"Let's make this city happy now, don't be so serious anymore, please, people of Gotham, what loss does this have to you?" Jerome walked towards the extremely aggressive woman, Seeing her appearance, Jerome pouted, "Except for your reason."