Gotham Laugher

Chapter 169 The last one

But now Luo Ke is not in the mood to think about the pain, but is trying to squeeze out energy to bring the other party into the thinking hall.

But after trying for a long time, Luo Ke found out.

Unlike the previous times when the nerve gas was injected into the body and he could barely use a little to unlock and kill people, this time he couldn't even feel a little energy.

Just like before seeing the cultivation energy under the cushion.

Luo Ke has always thought that this kind of energy is similar to ripples or cultivation, as long as it is an individual, it can be practiced.

It's just a matter of talent.

But if this thing is really drawn from that guy.

Could it be that the thinking hall was really built by some inexplicable person to seal the monster and transfer his power to an owner like himself.

Then need to collect the clowns of this world by yourself to strengthen the seal?
But if that's the case.

Why is someone like the clown needed, and if the other party is at the top, how did he get out?
"Ahhh! It's so annoying!"

Luo Ke's broken roar caused Heath's hand to slip, and the small opening was infinitely enlarged, cutting his face in half.

Luo Ke felt the uncontrollable pain on his face.

The eyes began to slowly turn green.

That's right, although energy can't be used, the will to laugh, which is completely rubbish and virus to Luo Ke, is still there.

His green eyes looked at Heath, and the frustration in them let out wantonly.

And because one side of his face was cut open, half of Luo Ke's face was bleeding, which was very visually impactful.

"You actually put a blade on your hand, hehehe, can you still feel the blood splashing on your fingers, hahaha."

Heath rolled his eyes.

"You know, you're a pervert. It's the first time I've seen someone like you, but." Heath suddenly grabbed Rock's cheek, and even put his thumb in through the freshly cut wound.

It hurts just looking at it.

"Really, interesting, hehehe, do you know how did I get the injury on my face?" Luo Ke bared his white teeth.

Heath frowned, scratched his head in doubt, and said, "Isn't it me?"

"Hey, of course not. My scar was scratched on my face by a lunatic who was inadvertently locked in a special cell, struggled in it for an unknown number of years, and finally had a nervous breakdown."

When Heath heard this, he licked his lips like Luo Ke, looked at Luo Ke coldly, pulled the blade out of his mouth, tapped Luo Ke's teeth lightly, and said, "You know, I seem to be Remember your story."

Heath smiled rarely.

He is different from other clowns, he doesn't smile often, but his eyes often look crazy and weird, making people wonder what happened to this person to be so terrifying.

But now he's smiling from the bottom of his heart.

"I hate being in such a dark place. I know what it feels like to be alone in such a dark place without people, but it doesn't mean that I won't kill you. After all, although I hate it, but I'm used to it."

Luo Ke licked his lips, but sang a mouthful of blood.

The fishy smell has some sweetness, making Luo Ke's comfortable brain tremble, as if the whole person is comfortable.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care, you can even try it, use this blade to cut my neck, if I can live again, maybe I can take us all out."

Heath licked his lips.

Putting the blade on Luo Ke's neck, he said softly, "Deal."

The next moment, the blade cut through Luo Ke's main artery, and the blood remained and sprayed out from the neck, and soon reached the lethal dose.

Luo Ke felt his head getting dizzy and his body getting colder and colder, until finally, Luo Ke's eyes went dark and he died completely.

In the hall of thinking, another clown's laughing will was transformed into a copy of Roker.

After Heath cut off Luo Ke's main artery, he jumped up and poked Luo Ke's head floating in the air, but the other party only swayed in the air twice.

He licked his lips depressedly, and Heath seemed to be imitating a bird's little hand.

"How can I believe that someone can actually come back to life?"

at this time.

The blood on Luo Ke's neck stopped flowing, and even the open wound on his neck was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like the wound on his face.

Not to mention that the gray face is also returning to flesh color.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough."

Three seconds later, Luo Ke coughed up a lot of blood foam in his throat, and his eyes returned from dull to bright.

Once resurrected, Luo Ke's first reaction was to use energy.

But then the complete depletion in his body made him understand that although the resurrection could clear his nerve gas, the energy seemed to have really disappeared.

"Depend on!"

Luo Ke cursed, but then felt something was wrong.

He seems to feel that there is something already full of energy in the distance, which can be controlled by him, and the distance is not very far.

But he has never been in this cell.

Is it...

Luo Ke's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

"Hehehe, so, really stupid, how could you think of going against a protagonist like me, every step of my calculation is so perfect." Luo Ke laughed.

Heath just wanted to ask Rock what he was laughing at.

However, the next moment, something from his chest rushed into his body, and that position was a poker card.

It was the business card given to him by Luo Ke when he met him for the first time.

Because I feel that this playing card will become very hard as long as it is electrified, and the corners will become sharp.

So he keeps it with him all the time.

Luo Ke licked his lips, looked at Heath with a smile, and said, "I'm sorry, the business card I gave you has been injected with my energy. The last one, although a bit late, but come in."

Finish saying this.

Hiss fell to the ground, his heart stopped beating completely.

In the hall of thinking, the door of the last empty cell was opened, and the iron chain protruding from it bound Heath, dragging him into the cell.

And this time.

The surveillance personnel outside saw what happened on the camera and stood up immediately.

"What's going on! What happened to that person!" The person checking the surveillance was startled.

This person is also really miserable.

I saw this scene just after waking up, and I pressed the call button directly to notify the staff to take a look.

It doesn't matter if these prisoners have multiple cuts on their faces, but if they die, he won't want next month's bonus
And this time.

Luo Ke has entered the temple of thinking.

The three cells had all been filled at this moment, and the entire cell began to vibrate.

The top layer of darkness, finally, began to gradually fade away...

　So tired, finally started to finish.

　　By the way, about why the fingers of the clown in the image of Heath were transformed into guns and blades, as well as the specific details of his imprisonment, I will write a special episode at that time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)