All Worlds Madhouse

Under the Ferris wheel, the clown-like person was wandering aimlessly. Sometimes he walked on tiptoes, sometimes he hummed some tunes that no one had heard before, spinning in circles under the dazzling lights. , dancing an ugly dance.

No one knows who he is. Neither Batman nor the police can find such a number one figure. He seems to have fallen from the sky. He has no name, no bank account, no home address, and his face has no criminal record. There was no file left in it, and his fingerprints were completely dissolved by a chemical solvent. Yes, he was a completely blank person, appearing out of thin air. Apart from the ridiculous clown-like costume, he had nothing.

So, if you want to give him a name, it seems that the only one is clown.

So, what does the Joker want to do?

No one knew, maybe even he himself, because he was just waiting in a deserted amusement park, and he didn't know who he was waiting for. It might be the Batman running back and forth at night, or it might be Gotham City. The police brigade may also be a tourist who came out to relax in the middle of the night and walked in here accidentally.

Finally, he got his first visitor.

a.woman.

She appeared quietly next to the dazzling lights of the Ferris wheel, with the carousel playing music behind her.

The woman was wearing a ridiculous outfit. It was made of leather and looked like a performance costume. This outfit should only be seen in the circus. It was all red and black. On the hood, there were two The braid-like "tentacles" are connected to two cute plush balls at the tip, tightly wrapping her body contours like a model walking out of the window, with a beauty that makes everyone thrilling. She has a good figure, but she wears ridiculous clothes.

Then just stand there, quietly looking at the guy under the Ferris wheel who is as weird as yourself. He doesn't speak or move.

The unpleasant humming sound suddenly stopped.

The clown seemed to have finally discovered this woman. He turned his gaze away, as if he was a little surprised, because he stared at her for more than 10 seconds before finally speaking first.

"Hi, distinguished lady, our performance hasn't started yet, so please wait patiently for a while, okay?" the clown said, making a gentlemanly gesture of bowing.

"My name is Harley Quinn, nice to meet you." The woman did not interrupt the other person, but quietly waited for him to finish before saying.

The clown frowned: "Okay, this is a good name. I think I heard it somewhere." He rubbed his head and made a movement to think hard: "Okay, I can't remember it, but it's quite good. Unfortunately, I can’t exchange names with you. Do you know why? Because I don’t know what my name is either—ah ha ha ha ha—"

He suddenly laughed, and his mouth stretched to both sides because of the laughter, like a shocking chasm in the abyss.

However, suddenly, the clown stopped laughing because he discovered something that puzzled him. In all his memories, this was the first time that the other person was laughing with him when he was laughing.

"Ahahahaha——" The woman smiled unbridledly, like a madman.

"Why are you laughing?" The clown couldn't help but ask.

"What are you doing for?" Quinn asked.

"Haha. That's a good question. I think we can talk." The clown jumped off the Ferris wheel platform with a pop. He walked towards Quinn step by step. The corners of his mouth were still raised, but his hands were put into his pockets. Pulled out a switchblade.

"Because I like to laugh. I used to be a company employee. I worked hard every day and my performance was indeed good. However, I worked for many years and was not promoted. I never knew why until there was One day, I saw a beggar on the street. He was wearing a ridiculous outfit, just sitting there, doing nothing, but the hat in front of him was full of money. I couldn't understand it at the time, so I I squatted aside and observed him. As a result, everyone who saw his ridiculous appearance laughed involuntarily. After many people laughed, they would give him money. At that time, I understood that what others wanted to see, It’s not your hard work, they want to see your strong side, it’s your ridiculous side, so that you can bring them a sense of security and you will be popular, do you understand?”

The clown said as he waved the knife in front of Quinn's face.

"Is this another one of your bedtime stories? Haha, I forgot if I heard it before. Oh, do you think this dress looks good?"

".What?"

"I mean, do you think this dress looks good? I've been thinking about what I should wear to see you these days. After choosing it for a long time, I thought this one is good. How do you like it?" Quinn didn't care at all. Instead of showing off the knife that was approaching him, he turned in a circle in front of the clown.

There was a moment of silence.

"Oh, something's wrong, this isn't quite right." The clown looked a little confused: "What are you doing? Well, this dress is really good, hehehe, so..."

"Hahaha - is it true? That's great!" Quinn said suddenly, and then she threw herself into the clown's arms.

The clown stumbled and was thrown to the ground. His face was frozen for a second, and he looked at the woman who was jumping on him in a daze.

"Come on, let's stimulate it." The woman said with excitement.

"Stimulate?"

"Yeah, exciting. You must be thinking about exciting things at this time, right!" Quinn's eyes seemed to be on fire. She grinned, and her scarlet tongue stirred something that didn't exist in her mouth. , her face looked a little ferocious, and just like that, she moved her head little by little toward the clown, then opened her fatally seductive mouth and took the knife in his hand.

Then, Quinn used her tongue to press the blade and pushed the knife down in front of the clown.

"Come on, cut it." She said lightly, and the suppressed desire in her voice made people's scalp numb: "Come on, cut it, first on the left, then on the right. Haven't you always wanted to separate it? , I will hold the knife tightly in my mouth, you don’t have to work hard. Just gently. Gently."

As he spoke, Quinn really took the blade in his mouth and used his tongue to guide the blade to the corner of his mouth.

However, the clown did not move. He just looked at this woman he had never seen before quietly. In his heart, an extremely disgusting emotion gradually emerged.