The double negative image spokesperson, the clown is standing on the container, and his men should be underneath. Shao

From Xia Yanzhen's position, there were not many people visible. They could only see the clown standing under the spotlight, saying something.

"We retreat..."

Gordon planned to call everyone to retreat, they were here for reconnaissance.

I didn't expect to bump into the clown himself, so what else is there to say, just leave quickly.

Gotham's conscience does not mean that it has no brains. It has to use the meager strength of eleven people to confront the Joker and hundreds of his younger brothers head-on.

As a result, Gordon turned around and found that except for him, everyone else had already retreated more than ten meters away.

Charles had some conscience and did not forget to wave to Gordon silently. Shao

Signaling him to run quickly.

"Fake..."

Gordon cursed lowly, glanced at the clown one last time, turned around and caught up with everyone else.

The group of people retreated cautiously, for fear of disturbing the fervent beasts.

Xia Yanzhen blends in among them and does not show the landscape.

However, when everyone retreated to the car and felt that it was about to be safe, there was a burst of undisguised footsteps in the darkness around them.

A group of people came out from various corners and hidden places, gathered around and introduced themselves to them.

"Back off!"

"Back off!"

Including Sanhe Master Bill, everyone reacted very quickly, and they all raised their guns and pointed at the clown men who were approaching.

In fact, Bill's reaction can be said to be the fastest!

"Can I shoot?" someone asked.

"It's of no use."

Gordon's face looked very ugly. Shao

The Joker's men are all a group of truly fierce and fearless lunatics.

Once there is an order from the Joker, even if everyone runs out of bullets, the remaining people will continue to rush over, and... they also have guns!

In a place like Gotham, it's too easy to get guns.

This is the largest underground gun trading market in the world.

If you go to a dangerous place at night, you may find a gun on the ground.

Of course, it is unknown whether there are bullets in the gun and whether a burly man will appear behind you when you bend down to pick up the gun.

Everyone has a gun. In this case, it is not wise to shoot each other. Shao

As for shooting a few people and running towards the car that is already very close, it is not wise.

There are strong men in Gotham who can dodge bullets, but Gordon and the others cannot.

Hesitate a little.

There were more and more clowns surrounding him, completely surrounding everyone on three levels inside and three outside.

They came closer and pressed their chests against the muzzles of the guns, with strange smiles on their faces.

The clown's men have very distinctive looks.

Two words can be used to describe it: punk, more specifically, it’s called death heavy metal. Shao

The feeling of oppression is very strong.

Xia Yanzhen saw that the hands of several newcomers had begun to tremble.

On the contrary, Bill had a steady hand and a serious expression.

Without further ado, the Joker's men began to disarm.

"give them."

With Gordon's approval, several people handed over their guns and were pushed towards the clown's location.

Everyone came to the container shrouded in spotlights.

There was a circle of people dancing around with demons.

The total number of people can be six to seven hundred.

"Hi, Gordon, long time no see." The clown showed an exaggerated smile and greeted Gordon, who was like an animal being watched.

Gordon showed no fear on his face and said coldly: "You still escaped."

"What does escaping mean? Does it count as escaping if you leave home?" the clown said dissatisfied.

He walked to the edge of the container and sat down, hanging his feet down and kicking the iron sheet of the container, making a sound.

"Gao Deng Gao Deng." Shao

He pronounced Gordon's name with a strange emphasis, with sadness in his tone, "Tell me, is that guy Nighthawk really dead?"

"Investigating whether he is really dead is the reason why you came out?" Gordon asked back.

"You know."

The clown said, "Nighthawk and I are very good friends. We have played in this playground in the dark more than once. Those are very beautiful memories."

"..."

The muscles in Gordon's face were trembling.

You, a madman, are causing trouble everywhere, kidnapping and killing people, and even attacking the Gotham Police Station. Nighthawk stops you from going crazy. Is this called playing and slapstick? Shao

Even though I know the clown is a lunatic.

But Gordon didn't expect that he would recognize the relationship between the two in this way.

Have you forgotten that Nighthawk beat you until you were covered in tubes and lying on the bed?

Speaking of such a serious injury, if not lying in a hospital bed for the rest of his life, he would at least spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. Why is the clown still here alive and kicking?

Gordon didn't understand how the Joker recovered.

Even though he was familiar with Nighthawk, Gordon had never seen him clearly.

There seems to be a huge barrier between superheroes and super villains and ordinary people. Shao

The clown on the container continued to recall the "good memories" he had with Nighthawk.

After chattering for five minutes, he looked at Gordon steadily: "Come on, Gordon, tell me, is Nighthawk really dead?" He asked the question again.

"I also hope he's not dead."

Gordon said.

"I don't believe it," the clown said, "He is my only playmate! I'm not dead, how could he die!"

"You don't believe what you're asking!" Gordon said angrily.

"Yes, why should I ask you?" The clown suddenly laughed, "I just need to be the same as before." Shao

same as before.

Whenever the Joker causes a big incident, Nighthawk will appear to stop him.

It would definitely be big news to arrest Nighthawk's younger brother Gordon (who the Joker thinks is him) and hang him in front of the Gotham News Building.

This will lead to Nighthawk - if he is not dead.

"Well, let's kill everyone except Gordon." The clown thought of it and did it. "Play a kidnapping game this time."

"etc!"

Gordon's expression changed and he shouted, "If there are more people, things will get bigger!" Shao

"That makes sense."

The clown nodded, then smiled, "But I refuse, I just want to kill them, hahahaha!"

He is laughing wildly.

The clown's men nearby raised their guns and gathered around.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No, no."

The clown stopped these people, "Don't use guns, beat them to death, be very cruel."

The corners of his mouth turned down, as if he was crying, but also seemed to be smiling. Shao

"Let me see who of you dares!"

Gordon roared and suddenly pulled open his windbreaker, which he had kept buttoned, revealing the bomb tied inside.

He pulled out the switch fixed in his sleeve and held it in his hand!
To be continued...