Chapter 1154

"Let me see... There's a little mouse here!" a voice suddenly sounded behind Peter. He looked up and saw a strange clown with a bad paint on his face, looking down at him on the side of the ship.

The clown showed a kind smile. He was wearing a purple suit. He looked a little greasy and hadn't been washed for a long time.

"I knew I could find some... Surprises here!"

"When I know that the bat has found you and these people are looking for you, do you know how surprised I am? You are a living... Uncle given by God to Gotham, who is in the way!"

"Sounds like you know who these people are?" the little spider said strangely.

"Of course, of course... They don't like Gotham and spider man. They disappear and try to hide themselves. Unexpectedly, it will only attract more attention in some people's eyes." the clown licked the corners of his mouth to keep the lipstick dry. He whispered with a smile: "so I can't wait to know when they came here."

"I want to play a game with them... Clown's game!"

"Sounds interesting. Am I also a part of the game? What are the rules of the game..." spider man said strangely: "although I came here for the first time, I also studied you. You are famous in this city. Some people say you are a freak, others say you are crazy. I look very young, but I also know that sometimes I can't play games!"

"Oh! Oh!" the clown laughed, "you want to catch me..."

"This is a big weakness. You can't expose it in front of me."

"You see... Spiderman is richer than me, more capable of fighting and smarter than me... But he always suffered big losses in my hands. Do you know why? When I was young, I was a minion, a miscellaneous soldier and a small criminal. My style was like a gangster smoking on the street. I followed the bosses. At that time, they sent me to a chemical factory to steal the raw materials for making drugs."

"At that time, my dream was to be a comedian. I had no talent. Everyone said I had no sense of humor. I did it in order to buy a birthday present for my wife!"

"Then Batman came. In the fight, I fell into a bucket of chemicals, and then I woke up."

"Why is life so serious? I stabbed myself in the mouth and became an outstanding comedian. Wayne... Oh! I seem to have accidentally said his name."

"Can you forget that paragraph?"

Spiderman tilted his head and said, "one second, two seconds, three seconds, empty the recycle bin. Now my head is empty..."

The clown nodded nervously and said, "well, the world needs your sense of humor. We can act like each other, right?"

"Batman, he surpasses me in everything, whether it's will, force or money. The only thing I can compare with him is madness!" the clown smiled nervously: "only grotesque and madness make him a little worse..."

"It's the same now, listen... I know you want to catch the prophet, but the prophet can't catch it, because he can see everything. All your methods and plans are in his eyes. There is only one way to catch the prophet, that is to let him find you himself. So this game is called hide and seek..."

"You are a player, I am a player, and Batman is also a player."

"I'll help you catch the Prophet... Catch it and I'll win. You help me catch Batman, catch Batman and you'll win. If Batman catches both of us, he'll win!"

The clown awkwardly climbed down the side of the ship and sat next to spider man. They sat on a hammock together. The clown said, "later, many clowns will appear and attack the ship. Of course, this is what the prophet expected. What we said here, the plan in my mind and everything are in the eyes of the prophet."

"There are eighty-six people here, and a prophet hidden in the dark."

"According to the warning plan of the Illuminati, once someone launches an attack, a 50 person escort team will protect the ship according to the deployment plan. After the alarm is issued for an hour, warships on the high seas will come to support. Now we have... 43 minutes and 25 seconds."

"The prophet is in the most heavily guarded place. There are three checkpoints that will never be moved..."

The prophet's crayon drew the two people chatting on the side of the ship. She had to write lines behind the paper because the content of their chat was too watery.

When it was time, the prophet picked up another crayon painting next to him and handed it to the black haired woman next to him. The black haired woman looked at the crayon painting. There were many clowns with strange makeup on their faces, shuttling through the container and approaching the ship. She raised her call station: "attention, attention, attention, clown Gang is approaching."

The man in black standing at each fire point on the ship raised his watch, and several UAVs suddenly jumped into the air to form a monitoring network without dead ends. The position of the enemy, including the position of the ship's side, was marked in the command center, but there was no one there.

"Sniper ready!" he manipulated the command system of the UAV and fired the fire support UAV again.

The Sniper at the commanding height on the ship began to aim at the only way for the enemy marked by the UAV reconnaissance network, and the clown cannon fodder entering the predetermined position was unaware.

"We're not Batman who doesn't kill... Gotham's bad guys are spoiled by him!"

"They have forgotten what is the fear of death!" the commander in Black said coldly.

"Contact Wayne group to prepare the compensation scheme. Has the Interpol permission applied for come out?" the black haired woman commanded at the place where the prophet was located.

"I heard it was Gotham... They approved it soon!" laughed another female escort responsible for protecting the prophet.

"It's not difficult to wipe out Gotham's mice with the power of organization, but we have some scruples. There are many secrets in this city. If it won't hinder the security of the world, we won't pay attention to it, because our power is used to protect the world, not for human self killing... However, Gotham's mice have repeatedly provoked, do we think it's bad to live?"

The commander of the man in black, looking at the enemy entering the preset position, ordered: "fire!"

Snipers lifted the skull of the target one by one, and the UAVs in the air and the fire points on the ship intertwined a dense fire network, so that the enemies with clown masks could not escape. Then the black commandos went deep into the port under the cover of fire and pulled out stubborn resistance one by one.

The petty crime of Gotham criminals has almost become a joke in the face of the fierce attack of elite military organizations.

The Illuminati is a very formal and powerful organization. Clowns can play with Batman and fool the army. His madness can always come up with all kinds of surprises, which can make the residues of the clown Gang play an unexpected role at the most critical time. However, in the face of the prophet who opened the whole picture, no conspiracies and tricks are useless.

The clown Gang is a joke.

Fortunately, the clown didn't care about the life and death of these people. He stood in the shadow and appreciated the death of his subordinates, with a secret smile on his face.

The only one who can rob the Prophet... Is the prophet himself.

So the clown can't rob the prophet, and Batman has nothing to do with the prophet. Only the young, handsome and kind-hearted spider can let the prophet put down his guard and leave with him.

"Even if you can predict the future... You can't defeat the people!"

"It's like everyone is worried about getting fat and knows that eating supper will make you fat, but they still eat it!"

"The only one who can defeat the prophet is herself!"

The prophet angrily threw the crayon: "what's wrong with eating supper? Eating your bread? What's the matter with getting fat? Is it hindering your clown?"