"I represent the law of this city and am the number one person on the Supreme Court of Arbitration."
"Joker, I don't care who is hiding behind your mask, I guarantee you will regret it."
After the middle-aged man said these words, the light and shadow all over his body gradually dissipated.
He disappeared from the body.
The clown seemed unaware, humming a song softly, and walked to the corner of the bank.
There is a city map there.
"Dangdang, found it."
The clown dipped his hand into some blood on the ground and lightly scratched the corner of the map.
That is the address of the Supreme Court of Arbitration in Sin City.
"Blood debts must be paid with blood - although this is not my personal debt, I have to work hard now."
The clown muttered to himself, raised his hand, and looked at the sin clock.
Time passed seven minutes again.
A line of small gray words then appeared in the void:
"Based on your performance, you're in the eighth minute."
"You can choose to redeem seven different extraordinary abilities, and the levels of these abilities are exactly the same as the clown mask."
"You can also choose to redeem these seven minutes at once to gain a stronger ability."
"please choose."
The clown pondered for a moment.
In this world, the strongest person is three times stronger than him, and he only has twelve hours.
I am not Zhang Yinghao.
Guys like Zhang Yinghao can use every item and power to the extreme in order to kill the enemy.
That's the killer way.
——And according to his own fighting style, he is actually more suitable to solve problems in a way that others cannot predict.
When the clown thought of this, he had a clear choice in his mind.
"I choose to exchange it for seven minutes at a time to gain some stronger power."
He said silently in his heart to the sin clock.
Following his selection, new lines of small gray words appeared:
"Combined with your personal characteristics, the Sin Clock gives you a second extraordinary power:"
“A wonderful echo of art.”
…
night.
On the bell tower opposite the Supreme Court of Arbitration.
The clown stood still.
In the corner behind him, several beautiful women were sitting there, eating and drinking slowly.
"You don't have to follow me." The clown said without looking back.
A woman said: "There is no way, we have been involved in the disputes of several big shots, there is no reason to escape."
Another woman said: "I am just an ordinary bank employee. I should have died just now. Unexpectedly, I witnessed the crimes of big shots. If I leave you, I will be found and silenced soon."
The clown said nothing.
He just stared at the magnificent building in the night.
Several women looked at each other.
A beautiful woman timidly said: "Sir, why don't you take us far away? With your power, we will be able to escape far from the jurisdiction of the Arbitration Court and start a new life."
"escape?"
the clown repeated.
He came back to his senses, cleared his throat, and said, "Which of you knows what the Arbitration Court does?"
"You don't even know this?" a woman asked in surprise.
"I wonder if I have the honor to listen to your story?" The clown made a gesture of invitation.
The woman didn't know why, but seeing the clown's behavior, she felt an unprecedented feeling in her heart.
She took a deep breath and said: "The Arbitration Court, the Parliament, and the army are the three most powerful forces in this city. They are above the civilians. In this era of doomsday, they have the power of life and death, and they often compete with each other. Fighting never cares about the life or death of us ordinary people."
The baton in the clown's hand paused.
"I see that you also have some extraordinary powers. Why don't you join these three forces?"
The girls smiled bitterly.
"My ability is just a very fast calculation speed, which is not up to their combat power requirements."
"My extraordinary strength is as soft as a bone, but I'm afraid of blood, and I don't meet their warrior standards."
"..."
The girls talked all over each other, and soon changed the subject.
"Sir, you have offended a big shot in the Arbitration Court, so you should take us and escape together."
"Don't worry, we will listen to you in everything."
"As long as you keep us alive."
The clown listened and watched the girls silently.
From a pair of eyes, he saw the instinct of survival.
The clown coughed lightly and asked:
"The enemy is too powerful?"
The girls nodded.
The clown clapped his hands and said happily: "Great, I have an older brother who taught me how to deal with such a situation."
"How to deal with it?" a girl asked boldly.
The clown said: "When facing an enemy who is stronger than you, just don't give him a chance to take action."
The clown took out a baton, tapped it lightly on the stone bricks, and began to talk:
"This scene reminds me of some lines, please allow me to pay tribute to my past experience-"
"There are too many people in this world who don't have masks but hide themselves in other ways; I put on a mask to open my soul and become who I really am."
"In this sinful city, I should make my own voice."
"That is--"
The clown pointed his baton towards the Arbitration Court.
boom! ! !
Black smoke and fire rose into the sky.
The violent explosion was deafening.
The earth keeps shaking.
Strong winds howled.
"All evil in the world should be destroyed. This is the principle of the law of cause and effect, and it is also the response I give."
"——A wonderful echo full of artistic feeling!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
The clown laughed wildly.
The watch in his hand started spinning crazily.
The magnificent Arbitration Court collapsed and turned into nothing.
A figure stumbled out of the ruins and was about to escape, but was caught by the clown from the air and brought directly back to the bell tower.
Bang!
The figure was thrown down from the air and struggled desperately on the ground.
The clown came down, held the other party's face, and said softly: "Mr. Chief Justice, I think from this moment on, you can step down from those duties and go to the underworld to relax."
The man on the ground suffered a bloody head and lost one hand in the explosion. He gasped: "Let... let me go, I am -"
"He's my man."
In the sky, a majestic male voice sounded.
The clown looked up.
I saw an old man with a gray beard, wearing a formal suit, standing in the air with a solemn expression.
"Who are you?" the clown asked quietly.
--three times.
The old man's strength was three times his.
The clown was quickly assessing the trend of the battle in his mind.
The old man looked down and said calmly: "I am the administrator here and a subordinate of Lord Waiter, and you are trying to kill my son."
The clown stood up and snapped his fingers.
A long hook appeared from the void and landed on the chief justice's neck.
"Be clear," the clown said.
There was a trace of ridicule on the corner of the old man's mouth, and he said: "You still don't understand? Your test is unfolding on my territory, and now you dare to touch my son. Have you ever thought about the consequences of this?"
"Let my son go, be honest, and do what you have to do."
"Remember, this is not a place for you to be arrogant."
The clown didn't move.
The old man frowned and was about to say something else.
The clown suddenly jumped up, stood on the left side of the chief justice, and shouted: "Sorry, the person you want to kill is my mount - oh no, you still want to kill him? Well, he is my disciple - oh No, you still insist on killing him? Let me tell you the truth, he is my godson."
After saying these lines, he jumped to the right side of the chief justice, looked surprised and frightened, and said timidly: "It turns out that he is one of our own, it was a misunderstanding. Okay, you can take him away."
"Farewell."
"Farewell."
After this performance, the clown knelt down in front of the justice again and held the long hook.
"look."
The Joker chuckled.
Swing the long hook.
The chief justice's head was cut off by him and held in his hand.
"Kekekeke, do you think I will let your son go?"
The clown laughed shrilly.
"That ending is too boring. Now, I'll give you a darker ending."
The clown showed off his head to the old man in the air, and couldn't help laughing:
"Kekekeke, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
As these words fell, the minute and second hands on the "Sin Clock" started to rotate crazily!
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