"The daughter of an investment tycoon? That sounds pretty good..." Nick Fury twitched the corner of his mouth, pretending to be mentally retarded, and said slowly: "Colson, have you ever thought about saving the current Si? Tucker Industries, how much money will it cost?”
"Even if you sell SHIELD, it won't be enough to fill their holes... With this operation, Stark Industries has been blacklisted by major banks."
"No one can save them, only they can save themselves..."
"Okay, when Stark Industries shows signs of improvement, let Skye apply for the job, step by step, slowly... Pepper Potts is Skye's best template and best learning object. .”
Nick Fury paused and asked seriously: "Colson, is there any new progress in the Science Department's research on the Joker's corpse?"
Coulson nodded and said: "There is some progress. They are extracting cells from the clown, removing the unstable factors, and developing a new medicine."
"From their estimation, this potion is several levels higher than the previous potion developed using Kree cells."
"Director, this will greatly promote our development in the genetic field..."
Nick Fury sighed and said: "Actually, using Wolverine's genes, maybe the research effect will be better...but then we will be at odds with the X-Men, which is not worth the gain."
"Colson, we still have a long way to go. We need to pay more attention to matters in the scientific field and recruit more scientists..."
Coulson nodded and said: "Okay, Director, I will pay attention at all times."
"Colson, go down! Remember to reveal the undercover mission to Skye in advance so that she can be mentally prepared. This is not an easy mission."
"Well, Director, I understand. I will explain everything that needs to be explained."
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time flies.
Soon came the night.
Under the dark night, there are always many invisible dark waves flowing quietly.
The contract signed between Nick Fury and the vampire allowed the vampire to come to New York and gain a habitat.
The vampires are very peaceful and don't go out much. They always stay in the abandoned warehouse.
They were discreet and didn't attract anyone's attention.
But that doesn't mean no one knew they were coming.
Hell's Kitchen.
The abandoned warehouse adjacent to the vampire's accommodation was in a drink shop two blocks away.
Jerome, wearing a red suit and his face smeared with oil paint, was lying on a chair.
"Huh..." He took a deep breath, blinked his eyes, looked extremely excited, and said with a smile: "This taste is really wonderful, unparalleled, incomparable."
"Although they looked extremely dirty, I didn't expect to emit such a fragrant smell, which made me have an appetite and wanted to taste a delicious meal..."
"Oh, I'm really excited now. I was worried about where the bats were hiding, and they all showed up."
"Hehehe, I want to kill all these hateful bats. They are not real bats. Only real bats can survive."
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Thinking of this, Jerome stood up slowly. After stretching, he clapped his hands very gracefully and said with a smile: "Come in, my dear little puddings..."
"Crunch..."
The door opened slightly.
Enter a group of gangsters wearing clown masks.
They have different body shapes, tall, short, fat and thin.
They all look different.
But they all have one thing in common.
They are all believers in the clown. They admire the clown, the vicious lunatic, and they are willing to sacrifice everything for the clown.
among these lunatics.
The leader was a tall, muscular man.
"Hahaha..." Jerome looked at the group of people in front of him, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said in a very gentle tone: "Oh, my dear little puddings, I want to ask you to help me with something."
"This is a very relaxing thing, um... and I'm sure you'll all enjoy this..."
"After the thing is completed, you will all get corresponding rewards. Well, this is a good reward... and I believe you will all like this reward..."
"Master Clown, if you have any questions, just ask me. I am willing to sacrifice my life for you at any time..." The tall man in the lead puffed up his chest and raised his head. His voice was extremely excited: "Master Clown, you are my god. , it was you who guided me, this lost lamb.”
"No matter what you ask me to do, I will do it at all costs!"
Through the clown mask.
You can see his eyes full of admiration.
Jerome reached out and gently picked out his ears, grinned slightly, showed his sharp teeth, and said with a smile: "Hey, little pudding, don't talk so loudly, we are not playing pretending to be drinking wine now." It’s a little game... but it’s plotting something bad!”
"In addition, although what you said is very nice and makes me very happy, I must make it clear... your voice is really unpleasant. It hurts my ears and makes me a little unhappy..."
"Oh, you know? When I was a child, my father was a clown in the circus. He would come back from get off work every day very drunk..."
"Then, he would take off his belt and beat my mother and me severely. While he was beating, he would yell filial piety in an extremely crazy manner: Jerome, you beast, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, Kill your mother..."
"Oh, you know, I am a very filial child. I can endure my father's beatings on me, but I can never endure my father's beatings on my mother..."
"One night, I inserted a knife into my father's body. There was a pop, blood spurted out, and he died... But I didn't feel happy. I felt that this was not enough. This was really not enough..."
"So, I cut off his head with a knife. I placed his head in front of my mother's bed. I hope she can see my masterpiece as soon as she opens her eyes."
Jerome paused, with a sad look on his face, and continued: "When my mother woke up, I shouted to her with great excitement, Mom, look, I killed the man who beat you. We are relieved, you must be very happy!"
"But my mother was not happy. Instead, she treated me like a madman, yelling at me. She was very angry... Oh, it's really hard for me to understand this. I obviously helped her to get out of that hell. , she actually still blames me..."
"I remember saying that I was a very filial child, and the sight of my mother made me feel uncomfortable, made my heart hurt, and made me burst into tears..."
"Dear little puddings, do you know what I should do at this time?"
Listening to Jerome's question, look at his red eyes that looked like a devil.
The group of people was trembling and did not dare to say a word.
Jerome smiled, reached out and gently touched the scars on his face, and said, "Oh, cute little puddings, do you know where the scars on my face came from?"
"It happened that day...My mother's sadness reminded me of my father's teachings. Laughter is contagious, and clowns spread happiness..."
"Actually, my father is quite nice and gentle when he doesn't drink. He taught me a lot about life and work, and I have always benefited from it."
"Hahahaha... Yes, laughter is contagious. Laughter is the most powerful force in the world, and I am the one who brings laughter to everyone."
"That day, I took out the knife that killed my father, put the not-so-sharp knife into my mouth, and then gently moved it left and right..."
"The blood stayed down my face, like bright lipstick... That is my scar, and it is also my smile, the smile I dedicated to my mother..."
"But she didn't understand me. From then on, she never paid attention to me or said a word to me. She abandoned me... She regarded me as a monster, a complete monster..."
"well……"
Jerome sighed softly and took out a knife from somewhere.
While turning the knife, he came to the tall man.
Jerome opened his mouth, gently inserted the knife into the man's mouth, and said with a smile: "Oh, cute little pudding, how do you think I should punish you?"
"You remind me of that one bad day... Hey, you know what? It only takes one bad day to turn a normal person into a lunatic..."
"Hohoho, wasn't I a lunatic?"
Feeling the coldness in his mouth, the tall man trembled all over.
His expression was extremely stiff, like a puppet.
His face turned completely pale, and his back was covered with cold sweat.
At this moment, he was surrounded by a huge fear and didn't know what to say?
"Hoo ho ho, little pudding, you seem to be very scared... Tsk, tsk, tsk, why are you scared?"
"You look like this, it makes me sad..."
"What I hate most is when someone has a straight face in front of me..."
"Why so serious?"
Jerome's voice was very deep, like a demon whispering.
The tall man hesitated and said: "I...I..."
Before he could finish his words.
There was a pop!
The tall man's body fell, and he clutched his abdomen in confusion, and blood was gurgling from there.
A thin young man appeared in front of Jerome, his hands clutching a knife stained with blood.
now.
The young man's hands were shaking wildly.
A flash of fear flashed across his eyes.
This appears to be his first murder.
"Hoo ho ho..."
The young man slowly lowered his head and let out a horrible laugh.
He said in a low voice: "Master Clown, I have killed this piece of shit that made you depressed. He really deserves to die..."
"Oh, decisive in killing? You are really an eye-opener for me." Jerome looked at the young man and took back the knife in his hand.
He licked his lips, looked very happy, and smiled at the thin young man: "Little Pudding, you are very courageous! Very good, I like this kind of courageous people very much!"
"I'm very optimistic about you. I believe you will become a qualified lunatic."
"Well, seeing how handsome you were just now, you will be the boss of these losers from now on."
"Oh, by the way, little pudding, what's your name?"
"Huh..." The young man took a deep breath, clenched the knife that was still bleeding in his hand, and said with a smile: "Master Clown, my name is Jayne, and I am willing to serve you."
He made the right bet.
He understood what the clown said, and the clown chose him.
At this moment, his life will undergo earth-shaking changes.
Becoming the clown's subordinate means that he will become a terrible person, a person who everyone fears.
In this Hell's Kitchen, no one will bully him anymore, only he bullies others.
He is no longer the lowest weed in Hell's Kitchen, but the highest-class glutton.
Because clowns are the greatest evil!
Following such evil, he will become even more evil.
Hahaha, is this what killing feels like? It didn't seem to be as difficult as imagined... and there was no sense of panic at all...
This feels great!
He was very grateful to the clown, to the god who gave him new life and gave him strength.
Jayne smiled, extremely happy.
Jerome nodded and said: "Jayne, the mission has begun. Let's start messing up Hell's Kitchen from now on!"
"Tell everyone that the clown is back... and will never leave again..."
"Jayne, don't be afraid of death. Once you choose to die, you won't die anymore..."
"Jayne, don't be afraid of going crazy. When you go crazy, others will go crazy too..."
An excited smile appeared on Jayne's face, and a strange light shone in his eyes. He felt that he was different, but he didn't know exactly what was different...
He seems to be getting stronger...
"Jayne, go down and do it..."
"My ordinary life is so boring. I want to see blood flowing like a river."
Jerome sighed softly and whispered.
"Master Clown, thank you for choosing me, I will not let you down..."
Jayne licked his lips and slowly retreated with the group of people.
Jerome returned to the rocking chair, closed his eyes tightly, and waved his hands randomly in the air, as if playing a beautiful symphony.
After a while, the symphony ended.
Jerome laughed: "For those disgusting bats, blood has an unparalleled attraction."
"Although we don't know where they are hiding, as long as the smell of blood is strong enough, they will definitely come out... This is their bad nature."
"I hope there will be more bats. Otherwise, without bats, the development progress of Smile will be too slow... If this continues, how can I turn this place into my Happy Valley?"
"Hahaha, it's coming soon, it's coming soon, that day will come soon..."
