Chapter 1153

Over Gotham, clouds cover the moon!

The port fell into darkness instantly, and the sea that originally reflected the moonlight became gloomy and deep. On the large ship docked at the port, pairs of people in black raised their vigilance. On alert, no one could sneak attack in the eyes of the prophet. When the prophet saw an enemy attack, the enemy would attack.

Spiderman lay on the edge of the side of the ship, on the other side of the sea.

He hid in the shadow close to the side of the ship, and the guards in black patrolled back and forth on his head.

At this time, Peter saw a woman with a clown face. Her lips were painted exaggerated bright red, and her flaxen curly hair was scattered over her head. She smiled nervously, stood on the high container pile in the port and stared at the ship.

The woman's Owl like laughter attracted the attention of the guards on the ship.

"The laughter reminds me of owls... Why is the painting style of this city so strange? The heroes here are dull and gloomy bats, the villains here are neurotic clowns, the buildings here are old and Gothic, and even the breath here smells like the magic capital of 19th century London. I have never seen such a place with deep hatred in my life!"

"It's like everyone here has a dark background story!"

"It's the kind of parents who die from their parents, look for the light in the dark, look up at the sky under the cliff, the absurd and weird world is like a stage absurd drama, everyone performs with exaggerated masks..." the little spider Tucao: "here, I feel that my uniform's matching is wrong. Should I make complaints about a uniform of cool colors?"

"Red as blood, how about changing its name to scarlet spider?"

"Or make a completely black spider. Although the black spider should match the code of black widow better... But I dare not grab the nickname with Natasha! Although sister Na has changed her name now... It's too Luthor to call it poisonous spider directly... Besides, the black widow is too Niang! Rat spider, Hermit spider, bareback spider? Although these are poisonous enough, they are not well-known enough, When it comes to black widows, everyone knows they are poisonous spiders, but... Who knows? It's called venom? Venom... It's called venom! "

Make complaints about the spider's mouth.

In a heavily guarded suite on the ship, a young girl with flaxen hair scrawled on the paper with a crayon. She wrote a large number of lines of the little spider. She couldn't write them on the paper, so she had to write them on the back.

She giggled as she wrote her lines for spider man.

The little spider stuck a spider web like a hammock on the side of the ship with a spider silk launcher. He lay on the spider web, swinging the ship with the waves of the sea, looking at the man in black on the ship and the woman in clown costume on the container.

"You stop at the port... You think you have drawn a line with Gotham. Maintaining this state of indifference seems to be a kind of goodwill to avoid irritating us." the voice of a man in a woman's mouth is the voice of the most frightening person in Gotham. There are many villains in this city, but only one can represent its soul.

Represents Gotham's darkness, grotesque and madness.

Batman and clown are two sides of the city. Their destiny is intertwined through the city, but when they are in Gotham, they must be able to feel each other's breath and blend in the day and night through the blood vessels of the city.

"No, no, no... It's naive! You!"

"When fun comes to the door, it stops at the door. Is it useful? Hahaha... I'll find it when it's waiting downstairs. Besides, I just need to... Open the door!"

"Interesting things should be made more interesting!"

"Clown!" the black haired woman stood on the bridge and glared at the woman with a clown costume on her face. "If you want to talk to us, why don't you come forward in person?"

With a grin, the ugly girl jumped down from the container and fell into a pool of fragments on the ground.

She is like a fragile porcelain, and her flesh and blood is broken on the ground like a fragile vase, so that she is not like a living person, but like a ceramic puppet. The headlights suddenly lit up on the crane beam of the port. Three sneaky shadows shooting hands and feet met the light and attracted everyone's attention. These are three clowns with heavy makeup and colorful wigs.

They pretended to be frightened and performed the images of the three stupid thieves in the spotlight.

If you are in a circus, you can make the children laugh.

But no one at the scene could laugh

The three clowns said one by one: "in this boring day, a surprise was sent to the door..."

"Be simple... Speak in a simple way... Please omit the progressive emotion. Most of the time, I am a poor second rate actor. I don't know what I'm doing when I leave the stage? But once I have the audience and emotion, I feel like I'm back on the stage... Hey! Then I have something to do!"

"The show is about to begin..."

"It's crazy... If I saw him when I was a child, oh! It's really a shadow of childhood! It can be bad now... He ruined my favorite clown show. I mean, when I go back to see the show with Aunt Mei, why don't I recall it? As a clown, he's too qualified! Now it's the era of eyeball economy, a masked bandit robbery When I went to the bank, there was nothing to report. The third rate tabloid I used to contribute to - it seems to be called the Star Horn daily! "

"Even the Star Horn daily will not publish such a manuscript. Their editor in chief would rather write some news every day. The clown in red and blue uniforms will make a fuss, and will not pay attention to a robbery."

"But what if a group of clowns robbed the bank? It can be published in the New York Daily... It's the New York Daily! I also caught Dr. lizard and made the headlines in the New York Daily once!"

"If he says something that makes people confused, it's best to study philosophy. If he has seen Kant and Nietzsche and said something crazy, he will win a large crowd for him. The letters sent to him by those young literary and artistic women can be filled with prison numbers. Those who study art and performance are worse. The madness of art tends to be stupid. Performance should highlight expressiveness and people should set up Get up and don't collapse! "

"As Dr. Chen told me six years ago, the performances of superheroes and villains are no different from those of traffic stars these days, except that every day of superheroes is a reality show, and people have to stand up to be surrounded. Dr. Chen also studied superhero public morphology... Unfortunately, later, Dr. Chen participated in a confidential project and lost contact with me."

"The worst thing is to study politics and mathematics! They stand where they are, maybe they can screw up the whole performance, get the news in the New York Daily and get the Star Horn..."

The little spider play was very enough. He talked a lot on the hammock.

When the three clowns fell off the hanging beam, or jumped down with a fanatical attitude, he swept out quickly. He just didn't have time to stop it. Now he was ready. The kind little spider didn't intend to let people die in front of him. He bent his middle finger and shot a spider silk to stick to the hanging beam.

Just the moment a shadow flashed, three suicide clowns were hung under the spotlight.

A young man even said that some childish voices remained in the original tunnel: "you're welcome! I'm a good neighbor of New York, your spider man!"

The little spider returned to the big ship with his silk swinging. His figure was fast and didn't attract anyone's attention. Except for the young girl playing crayons on the ship, she drew spider man, his interrupted confession, and the clown hidden in dark China... But somehow, she didn't give these crayon paintings to anyone.

Otherwise, people in black would not be so passive.

One after another clowns with facial makeup appeared in every corner of the port area, and they surrounded the whole port area.

The appearance of the clown Gang should have been more strange and thrilling after the three clowns committed suicide, but now the clown who jumped down from a high place and was ready to be divided by the sharp steel wire interspersed in the middle was saved by spider man. The three clowns wriggled in the air like cocooned worms, which greatly weakened the appearance momentum of the clown gang.

Fortunately, the real clown never cared about these things. He even thought about the accidents that disrupted his script.