Only me in the world is normal

Chapter 651
"What is seen?"

The vulture didn't understand, but he didn't talk much after being stuffed with a childhood artifact-the Rape Flower Destroyer.

The most urgent task right now is to deal with the group of people in front of me first.

There are more than 2000 people, only wounded and not killed, only fainted. It is still very difficult to do it with just the two of them.

"Are you sure?"

The vulture looked at the crowd slowly approaching, tightened the stick in his hand and asked.

"I'm [-]% sure that the clown will be found." Xia Yanzhen replied.

"Huh? I'm not talking about clowns, I'm talking about solving these people together."

"Huh? You're the one to deal with these people. I'm going to find the clown now."

Hearing this, Vulture turned his head, looked at Xia Yanzhen, and agreed to solve it together?

"I can fly, can you?" Xia Yan said confidently.

"I do not know."

"That's right, I can get out of the encirclement to find the clown now." Xia Yan had enough truth to say, "I can find him too, can you do it? You do what you want."

"...Can't you take me with you?"

"It's not impossible, but the clown will definitely not agree. I guess he will go crazy once we leave. Do you care about the lives of other people?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

He doesn't care.

There are not many people Xia Yan really cares about, and the 10 people in the mission world are definitely not among them.

He would not deliberately kill 10 innocent people, but it is impossible to threaten him with [-] lives.

His only choice is to find the threatening person and have a good "chat".

Let the person understand that there is a price to pay for playing a boring game--and that price is too light if it's just the lives of other people.

"Of course I'm not in—" Vulture couldn't finish the sentence.

With a cold face and a hard heart, he can raise his neck and say that he doesn't care.

But Nighthawk cared!

Vultures couldn't just sit back and watch the city's 10 die.

The lunatic clown really knows how to press the detonator.

He has no morals.

Fun is the way of the clown.

"It seems that you care, so I'll leave this to you." Xia Yanzhen said, "Hold on a little longer."

"Wait, you first make the noodles—"

Even before Vulture could finish his sentence, Xia Yanzhen had already jumped up.

Tiamat flew over and directly armed with the magic dragon, Xia Yanzhen's image changed drastically in mid-air, leaving behind a purple-black afterimage, which disappeared without a trace.

"It seems that he really doesn't want to give me a mask."

The eyes under the vulture's helmet narrowed.

After the matter in front of him is resolved, there is no way to fight this person.

This person is probably the strongest enemy I have ever met in my life, if Nighthawk Man is also included in the ranks of enemies.

This person can also rank second.

If he uses Nighthawk's legacy, he is definitely not an opponent.

How to get back the skeleton?

Letting out a breath, Vulture threw away those chaotic thoughts and concentrated on dealing with the situation in front of him.

"This guy abandoned you." The clown's voice came from the phone again.

Without the cheers just now, he was obviously not very happy.

"Really? It sounds like you're not happy, but I'm so happy." The vulture sneered, and swung a stick out, hitting the front man on the neck, knocking him out.

Such blows may actually leave people with sequelae, including techniques such as naked twisting, hypoxia and coma, which will affect the brain.

But at this time, it is already the best solution.

If it can't be knocked out like this, the vulture will not hesitate to break the limbs of these people to limit their movements.

Fortunately, these people fainted after being beaten, which reduced the difficulty.

"You resisted and added fun to this game, I'm very happy." The clown's voice continued, "But someone left, I don't like it."

Following his words, another loud bang came from afar.

The vulture paused, and said coldly: "I will not show mercy like a nighthawk. When I find you, I will tear you apart bit by bit and make you regret coming to this world, clown!"

"Hahahaha, yes, it's this kind of incompetent rage." The clown laughed.

In the sky, Xia Yanzhen allowed Tiamat to support her in all directions to fly.

"Are you sure you've found the Joker?" he asked.

"Have."

Tiamat is certain that it will use its hunting skills at this time.

Although he has never really hunted before, his ability is engraved in his blood, and it will come naturally, and will not go to waste.

The Joker has had contact with Tiamat.

For Tiamat, Gotham isn't too big to find the Joker.

And it won't take too long.

The clown is not a strong person, rather "ordinary", and does not have super hiding ability.

Time passed little by little.

More and more people were lying down in the cemetery. After these people were knocked out, the clown seemed to lose control over them.

The movement of the vulture is still vigorous and vigorous.

Rushing left and right in the crowd, sometimes the strike will be a little heavier, and I will not be tired for a while.

"Little sparrow, I have to say that your performance exceeded my expectations."

The clown's voice came from time to time from the ever-changing cell phones in the crowd.

It sounded like he was praising the vulture, but his tone had become impatient.

He wanted to see something other than this.

Vulture relied on his own strength to constantly disintegrate the bargaining chips in his hands.

Another said he was going to look for him, but was nowhere to be found.

What the clown wants to see is the painful struggle and choice between two people.

Human nature, animal nature, kindness, evil, despair, hope, collide constantly.

All this in front of him was not what he wanted to see at all!

"But it's also boring, in return for your determination not to kill anyone."

There was another roar, this time it was much louder, and the location of the explosion was closer to the cemetery.

"Every time you kill a person here, you can save dozens or even hundreds of people. Why don't you do this, little sparrow." The clown's voice was strangely bewitching.

"Think about it, if you are going to be the heir of Nighthawk, will he let these people die like this? They all died because of your choice.

"Will Nighthawk be disappointed if he sees it?"

"To shut up!"

The vulture roared, and his strike inevitably became heavier. Fortunately, he moved the stick away in time and hit someone on the shoulder.

Just smashed the shoulder blades, not the head.

"Angry? Do it when you're angry, come on, hit someone on the head, treat him as—"

The clown's words stopped abruptly.

The phone was cut off suddenly, and there was a burst of busy tone.

"Found it?" Vulture was startled.

"You came a little fast."

The clown turned around and looked at Xia Yanzhen.

"You are also hiding very close." Xia Yanzhen said, this time it is not in the armed state of the magic dragon.

The place where the clown was hiding was not far from the cemetery, and the process of finding him was much smoother than expected.

"I underestimate you."

The clown who hung up the phone with a shake of his hand just now laughed, "But, what can you do if you find me?"

He walked up to Xia Yanzhen with a smile and stood still, slightly raised his head to look at the person in front of him.

"Even if you kill me, you won't be able to prevent the explosion." The clown said provocatively, "My order will be faithfully carried out, and the explosion will not happen unless you kill all those 2000 people, understand? "

He hates these game breakers.

In comparison, Nighthawk is still fun.

Although there are occasional acts of flipping the table, in most cases, Nighthawk can always give him unlimited surprises within the rules of the game.

This point, let alone Vulture, the heir who has been eliminated (the clown thinks) can't do it.

Even Xia Yanzhen, whom the clown is optimistic about, can't do it.

To be honest, the clown was a little disappointed.

Nighthawk, as expected, only one.

Substitutes or something...

Thoughts turned into darkness.

Xia Yanzhen stretched out his hand, and flicked the clown's head with a snap of his fingers.

While the clown died temporarily, a group of people in the cemetery also woke up one after another, looking around in a daze.

what happened?

Shouldn't they be sleeping at home, on the way to work?

"Finished the clown?"

The vulture dropped the stick in his hand without hesitation, and rushed out of the cemetery at a very fast speed.

On the way, he found Bill who was hiding next to him, grabbed him and said, "The clown has placed bombs in some places... Tell Gordon to evacuate the crowd."

"it is good."

Bill nodded, deeply feeling that Gotham's COP is really not a human job.

How can the degree of danger be higher than that of going to the battlefield.

"Your informant found the clown and took away Nighthawk's skeleton. If you don't want him to have an accident, you'd better advise him." Vulture disappeared quickly after leaving a sentence. He wanted to find Xia Yanzhen and take Back to Nighthawk's legacy.

-

a few hours later.

There were several more explosions in Gotham.

As the Joker said, finding him never meant things were resolved.

The explosion doesn't end until the game is over.

Fortunately, the clown reported some locations at the beginning, and after the evacuation, the casualties were greatly reduced.

The Joker didn't name all the locations, however.

There were explosions in places other than the ones he spoke of.

This time, Gotham couldn't sit still up and down.

There used to be Nighthawk, but now there is no Nighthawk, the clown is going crazy, who can stop him?
Vulture, this little brother is really bad.

A large number of people began to leave the city, blocking the roads.

The COP, who was exhausted from running around, has changed into a "traffic policeman", constantly clearing the roads and trying to evacuate the citizens to leave Gotham temporarily.

Today's Gotham is like a powder keg.

Except for those who are not afraid of death, not many people dare to stay in it.

"Let me think about it, there have been several explosions up to now, and I died..."

In an empty warehouse, the clown just woke up and died again.

After a while, he woke up again and looked at Xia Yanzhen with dissatisfaction: "You let me finish my sentence!"

"Ah."

Xia Yanzhen chuckled, and shot the clown's head off again.

Joker dies again, wakes up.

Xia Yanzhen kept repeating this process, from day to night, as if he was doing some mechanical assembly line operation.

"Damn it! What the hell are you trying to do!"

The clown who didn't know how many times he woke up was furious, "Gotham is burning, don't you want to do something?"

Killing him again and again, pointlessly.

There is no communication, exchange at all.

The Joker breaks the defense for the first time.

(End of this chapter)