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Chapter 188 Marvel invades DC!

Sharp was tied to a chair, with a ball of rag in his mouth, and looked at the "crazy man" dancing in front of him in horror.

"Um!" The clown shook gently with a revolver, "Let me guess what you are thinking... Oh! Yes, I must be thinking about when the perfect and handsome Mr. Joker controlled the madhouse, right? Hehehe, that's all for our fat and cute dean, for the mess we made! Hahaha!"

The revolver in the clown's hand lit Sharp's head: "You said... should I kill you, or should I let you be the witness of this game?"

The clown raised his head and pretended to think.

"Oh! I still remember what you did to me in the asylum. There are two things that I am not very satisfied with... One is that the nutritional cookies provided by the asylum are too hard, and the other is that my 'neighbor' is a very uncleaner... "

"Apart from these two points, I am quite happy to live in the madhouse! Since that's the case, then there are two bullets. If you don't die, I will release you..."

As the clown spoke, the revolver in his hand pointed at Sharp's eyebrows. As his fingers slowly bent, the revolver's pointer vibrated slightly.

Sharp's forehead was covered with cold sweat. If he could kill someone with his eyes, he had killed the clown thousands of times now!

Two bullets are needed if you start?

Thank you, I tm!

But the clown obviously didn't joke. He just enjoyed the joy of letting Sharp be swallowed by fear before shooting him!

Just like he seized the research results of the Scarecrow, created a large amount of "fear gas", and then released it in the entire Arkham Asylum!

Dealing with Batman is only one of the reasons, and the bigger reason is that he wants to do it, that's all!

"Bang!"

Gunshot.

However, the scene of the bullet headshot did not appear. It was not that the clown changed his mind at the last moment, but that Sharp, who was originally frightened, suddenly calmed down and turned his head while the gunshot was fired, and actually dodged the shot!

"Bang!"

"Sharp" broke free from the rope on his body, stood up and grabbed the clown's neck, and lifted him up: "To be honest, I have no interest in playing a fat man, I just want to see how powerful the mythical Joker is?"

The clown broke free from the ropes of "Sharp" to suddenly choking his neck and lifted him up. He did not show a look of fear from beginning to end, but from the beginning, he was surprised, confused, surprised, curious... In addition to being a little uncomfortable in breathing, his eyes kept looking at "Sharp" with interest.

"Sharp" snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "What's the matter 'It's not Batman who lost, but the clown doesn't want to play anymore', 'I don't have any ability, I just turn Gotham into a big mess with my head'... Tsk tsk tsk tsk, brainless fans are so scary. The dignified 'ugly' is just an 'ordinary person' who turns into a corpse with a slight force!"

The curiosity in the clown's eyes turned into excitement, but because he was strangled, his speech seemed a little painful, but not only could he not hear the pain from his tone, but he was also a little excited and excited: "You are not... Sharp... I have been in contact with him... I feel different... It's so... interesting...! Is this some kind of... superpower... or... cough."

"Sharp" snorted coldly: "So what, so what, no? I really don't have any interest in playing role-playing with you NPCs, go to death!"

"Wait...I have one last thing." The clown said with difficulty.

"Sharp" said coldly: "Speak, I want to hear what the last words of the dying man admired by thousands of fans..."

The clown laughed: "I want to say... there are a few...small tricks in my sleeve..."

As soon as the clown finished speaking, with a sudden "pop", pepper sprayed out from the cuffs of the purple suit!

"Sharp" couldn't help but sneeze, but not only did he not let the clown down, he pinched his hands hard.

But unexpectedly, I didn't hear the clown's wailing, but instead I felt severe pain in my hand, and I subconsciously let go.

The clown covered his neck and took two steps back: "What a pity, it was... cough cough... a trick prepared for the little bat, but I didn't expect it... to... cough... it was used on you, hehehe. Little fat pig, come here and let me see, what's wrong with you, the idiot and incompetent dean?"

"Sharp" never dreamed that the clown could break free from his own constraints, flipped his hands and took out a pair of black fists and put them on, and attacked the clown.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the speed is not as fast as before, little fat pig, are you not able to do it?" the clown said provocatively while standing there.

"Sharp" had opened his hands and grabbed him again. However, to "Sharp"'s surprise, his hand passed through the clown's body, as if the other party was just a afterimage.

The clown's voice rang behind him: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that I added a little bit of chemicals to the pepper, it's really a little bit... If I had a little bit more, I should be able to build a biochemical force!"

"Go to die!" Sharp shouted angrily, directly used a range attack, and smashed the ground with a punch to cause a crack.

The clown said in surprise: "Sharp is not that manly, little fat pig. You can choose to become a researcher in the asylum in the next step, stay here for us to study, or... die! Hehehe!"

"Sharp" launched a fierce attack on the clown in front of him, punching through the phantom, and immediately rushed towards the next target. His speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he penetrated seven or eight phantoms.

The clown laughed and said, "I don't like fighting with men... but my dear will definitely like it very much... Dear, you can come out!"

As soon as the clown finished speaking, there was a loud "bang", and the wooden door of the office flew out, wearing a red and blue ponytail, Harley Quinn, wearing a tight T-shirt and ultra-short hot pants, walked into the room excitedly with a baseball bat.

Harley Quinn looked at Sharp who was hitting things randomly by hallucinating poison gas in the office and said with a smile: "Is it finally my turn to appear? Little Pudding... I thought you would enjoy this game alone!"

"Of course, whatever you want!" The clown opened his hands casually and walked to the sofa beside him and sat down.

"Then I'm not polite!" Harley Quinn raised the baseball bat and smashed it directly into "Sharp"'s head.

"Bang!"

The baseball bat was broken into two pieces, but "Sharp" was like nothing happened, cursing while continuing to attack the clown's illusion.

"Oh! Little Pudding, he broke my stick!" Harley Quinn said pitifully.

The clown stood up and raised his revolver and shot "Sharp" in his left calf: "Then he must be given a little punishment!"

"Bang!"

"Sharp" was shot in the leg, but he immediately judged the clown's true body from the gunshots. He stepped on his feet and rushed towards the clown quickly!

"Little Pudding!" Harley Quinn raised the chair beside her and smashed it at "Sharp". Unfortunately, although she hit "Sharp", she couldn't even slow down!

"Go to die, clown!"

"Sharp" punched the clown in the chest. Although his speed was very fast, the clown turned sideways calmly and easily dodged.

"I forgot to tell you! This hallucinating poison gas will produce a very strong aura against the first person you meet. At least for thirty minutes, don't even think about touching my sleeve!" The clown raised the revolver and pointed at the back of "Sharp"'s head.

"Sharp" seemed to have noticed the danger, and suddenly accelerated and turned into a afterimage, breaking through the wall beside him and fled to the corridor.

"Little Pudding, he's going to run away!" Harley Quinn said with a smile.

The clown laughed and said, "Then you go and catch him back. I believe you, you can do it! As for me, I will continue to prepare a banquet for the little bat!"

"Okay..., since it was asked by Little Pudding..." Harley Quinn shrugged and slowly walked towards the wall that was knocked out by "Sharp". Her calm appearance did not look like she was chasing people, but instead she looked like she was shopping.

It was not until Harley Quinn's figure disappeared into the corridor that the clown retracted his gaze, twisted his neck, and walked to the monitoring room next door. Several of the monitoring instruments on the wall were broken, which should have been artificially damaged.

The clown stared at the monitor and smiled meaningfully: "It seems... this will be a very interesting party!"

On the other side, Harley Quinn walked through corridor No. 3, Area A, Deep Area A, and gradually with a slightly crazy smile on her face. She stroked her slender fingers and said with a smile: "It seems you guessed that he did not choose the role of a clown... I just said that such a 'dangerous' identity does not match his personality. However... what I didn't expect was that no one was 'played' by the clown. This is a real clown!"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, the rich guy is really good at playing. He is so big that he will humiliate us! It's just a pity that someone specially bought the identity of the clown girl with spirit coins and was ready to have a CP combination in another world with him.. Hey hey, I'm just talking. For the sake of my hard work on the role, I have something to say and take the rope back first..."

"Harley Quinn" was the only one walking in the corridor throughout the whole process, but she seemed to be "conversing" with someone she couldn't see.

Just as she walked around the corner, her originally laughing and inappropriate face suddenly became cold, and the aura she exuded seemed to have changed her body.

He stepped under his feet and rushed to the end of the corridor at a very fast speed.

...

"Sharp" escaped to a prison area deep in the middle, where all the prisoners imprisoned were released by the clown to deal with Batman. At this time, there was no one in the entire area.

"Sharp" rubbed his drowsy head: "Bah, I didn't expect that I would get slutted in the end. This clown still has something..."

"It may be that you are too stupid..." Suddenly, a cold female voice rang behind "Sharp".

Then a red death scythe exuding black air cut into his throat.

"Sharp" tightly clamped the sickle with his hands with black gloves and kicked back suddenly, trying to force the attacker to retreat, but the opponent seemed to have expected his attack. He flashed sideways and pulled the sickle at the same time, cutting his finger with a "pop"!

"No, it's impossible! I'm a B-level spirit-attached weapon!" Sharp said in horror.

The black light of the red god of death scythe flashed, turning into two daggers, one black and one red, appeared in the hands of the sneak attacker. Her figure flashed, and the next moment she appeared behind "Sharp"-

"puff!"

Two daggers pierced "Sharp"'s throat at the same time.

【Get a civilian card, current points are 1.】

The sneak attacker glanced at the "Sharp" who had lost his breath, put away the dagger, and walked into the dark passage.

...

Arkham Asylum Deep Zone E-Zone Chemistry Laboratory.

Lin Zhe stood behind the scarecrow and tried to observe the scarecrow to debug the "fear poison gas" through notes. Unfortunately, although the notes were already very detailed, it is undoubtedly a reason to ask him, a senior chemistry layman, to make fear gas.

The scarecrow looked back at Lin Zhe, and his eyes under the linen mask seemed very calm, as if he had already looked at Lin Zhe as his assistant: "Are you interested in debugging the 'fear gas'?"

Lin Zhe nodded "honestly".

The scarecrow said: "The facilities here are too simple, and it is very complicated to make 'fear gas'. If you are interested and solve the problem here, I will give you the recipe for the primary fear gas to study. If you don't understand anything, please ask me."

"Thank you, the great Mr. Scarecrow." Lin Zhe deliberately used an exaggerated tone, like those little legs that pleased his boss.

The scarecrow said: "This is a reward for you to save me. After all, without you, I am still trapped in that complicated space..."

Lin Zhe asked, "Mr. Scarecrow, I have always wanted to ask...what is going on in that weird space? Why are you trapped there?"

The Scarecrow said: "The dean here Sharp asked us to study a blue energy cube called the 'Cosmic Cube'. The frozen man tried to test the Cosmic Cube with a laser freezing gun. Unexpectedly, under the stimulation of the energy meter, the thing was activated, causing the space of the underground laboratory in the deep area e area to be distorted..."

wtf?

Cosmic Cube?

Lin Zhe only heard what the Scarecrow said later, and his attention was completely attracted by the four words "Cosmic Cube"!

Lin Zhe:...I just played the "Long Live Hydra" meme, and Marvel really invaded DC?

Lin Zhe asked: "Cosmic Cube? What is that... it actually has the ability to tear apart space? Where did Sharp find it?"

While continuing to debug the fear gas, the scarecrow replied: "I don't know much about this. I only know that it was a mysterious person who gave it to Sharp, telling him that this thing connects another world and let Sharp manage to open it! At that time, Sharp's 'x plan' was in a stagnation period. He used the release of our freedom as a bargaining chip to allow the research team led by me and the frozen man to study the cosmic cube... It was indeed a magical thing. I have never felt such a huge energy in other energy objects..."

Lin Zhe:...Okay, it seems that Marvel invasion of DC is just around the corner!

"What happened to the research in the end? Where is the universe cube now?" Lin Zhe asked.

The scarecrow said: "The clown unconsciously controlled the Arkham Asylum. When we noticed it, he had already sent someone to pack the cosmic cube... Later, I was seriously injured by him and trapped in the operating room, relying on nutrients to hold my life. If I hadn't wanted to get the final fear gas from me, I would have been killed by him long ago..."

The universe cube is on the clown?

But no matter what, it is also a product of another world. Even with the clown's wisdom, it wouldn't be able to figure it out in just one or two months, right?

"Tsk tsk, if anyone chooses the identity of a clown, he will give him an Infinity Stone directly, and he will not take off on the spot?" Lin Zhe said in his heart.
Chapter completed!
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