Fantasy World Transmigration

Chapter 145 Gotham Striving to Create a National Civilized City

Above Gotham, clouds covered the moon!

The port was instantly plunged into darkness, and the sea surface that originally reflected the moonlight became gloomy and deep. On the big ship docked at the port, a pair of men in black raised their vigilance. They were on guard. In the eyes of the prophet, no one Able to sneak attack, when the prophet sees an enemy attacking, the enemy will definitely attack.

Spider-Man was sprawled over the edge of the gunwale, on the ocean side.

He hid in the shadows against the ship's side, while guards in black patrolled back and forth above his head.

At this moment, Peter saw a woman with a clown's face, her lips painted exaggeratedly bright red, and flaxen curly hair disheveled on top of her head, she laughed nervously twice, standing on a tall container in the port On the pile, staring at the big ship.

The woman laughed like a night owl, which caught the attention of the guards on the big ship.

"This laugh reminds me of an owl... Why is the painting style of this city so weird? The hero here is a gloomy bat, the villain here is a neurotic clown, the buildings here are old and gothic, even here My breath smells like the magic capital of London in the nineteenth century. I have never seen such a bitter and hostile place in my life!"

"It's like everyone here has a dark backstory!"

"It's the kind of parents who died at a young age, looking for light in the dark, looking up at the sky under the cliff, the absurd world is like an absurd drama on the stage, everyone is performing with exaggerated masks..." The little spider complained: "It's here Here, I feel like the color scheme of my uniform is wrong! Should I switch to a cooler uniform color?"

"It's as red as blood, how about changing its name to Scarlet Spider?"

"Or make an all-black spider. Although the black spider should be better with a code name like Black Widow...but I dare not compete with Natasha for the nickname! Although Sister Na has changed her name now...just call it Poisonous Spider It's too luthor... Besides, the black widow is too girly! Mouse spider? Hermit spider? Redback spider? Although these are poisonous enough, they are not well-known. These... who knows? Should they be called venom? Venom... just call it venom!"

The little spider grumbled.

In one of the fortified suites on the big ship, a young flaxen-haired girl was scribbling on paper with a crayon. She wrote so many lines of Spider-Man's lines that they couldn't fit on the paper, so they had to write on the back.

She giggled as she wrote her lines for Spider-Man.

The little spider glued a hammock-like spider web on the side of the ship with a spider silk launcher. He lay on the spider web and swayed with the waves of the sea pushing the big boat, looking at the man in black and the boat on board. Women in clown costumes on the shipping container confront each other.

"You stopped at the port... thinking that you have drawn a clear line with Gotham. Maintaining this indifferent state seems to be a kind of goodwill to avoid angering us." A man's voice came out of the woman's mouth, Gotham's most lethal In the tone of a man on tenterhooks, the city has many villains, but only one can represent its soul.

Representing the darkness, eerie and madness of Gotham.

Batman and the Joker are two sides of this city, through which their destinies are intertwined, but when they are in Gotham together, they must be able to feel each other's breath, through the veins of this city, mingled in the daytime and in the dark.

"No, no, no...too naive! You guys!"

"When the fun comes to the door, it stops at the door, is it useful? Hahaha... I will look for it when it waits downstairs, not to mention I just need to... push the door open!"

"Fun thing, should make it a little more fun!"

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

Harley Quinn grinned, jumped off the container, and smashed to pieces on the ground.

She is like a fragile porcelain, her flesh and blood shattered on the ground like a fragile vase,

So much so that she is not like a living person, but like a ceramic puppet. The headlights suddenly came on on the crane girder at the port, and three sneaky, hands-and-footed shadows faced the light, attracting everyone's attention. They were three with heavy makeup and colorful wigs. clown.

They pretended to be panicked, and performed the image of these three stupid thieves in the spotlight.

If you are in a circus, it will definitely make the children laugh.

But no one at the scene could laugh...

The three clowns said one by one: "During these boring days, a surprise was delivered to the door..."

"Keep it simple... the way of speaking is simple... Please omit the progressive emotions. Most of the time, I am a poor second-rate actor. I don't know what I am doing when I leave the stage? But once there are audiences and emotions , once it makes me feel like I'm back on stage...hehe! Then I have something to do!"

"The show is about to start..."

"It's crazy... If I saw him when I was a child, oh! It's a childhood shadow! It can be bad now... He ruined my favorite clown show, I mean when I go back and talk to Aunt May When I went to see the show, I have no reason not to recall it, as a clown, he is too qualified! It is the age of the eyeball economy, a masked gangster robs the bank, so what is there to report, I used to contribute The third-rate tabloid in the newspaper—it seems to be called the Daily Planet Bugle!"

"Even the Daily Horn of the Planet will not publish such articles. Their editor-in-chief would rather write some news every day, such as clowns in red and blue uniforms and grandstanding, and would not pay attention to a robbery."

"But what if a group of clowns robbed the bank? It could be on the New York Daily... It's the New York Daily! I only made the headlines of the New York Daily when I caught Dr. Lizard!"

"If he said some confusing words, those who study philosophy are the best, have seen Kant and Nietzsche, and say some crazy things, they will win him a large crowd. The letters sent to him by those young women in literature and art can be piled up. The mailbox of the prison account is worse for those who study art and perform, the insanity of art tends to be stupid, and the performance must highlight expressiveness, and people can't collapse when they are set up!"

"Just like what Dr. Chen told me six years ago, the performances of superheroes and villains these days are no different from those of traffic stars, but every day of superheroes is a reality show, and the characters must be set up to be Surrounded. Dr. Chen also studied the public image of superheroes...Unfortunately, Dr. Chen participated in a confidential project and lost contact with me."

"The worst ones are those who study political science and mathematics! They stand there stupidly, maybe they can screw up the whole show, and get the news that can be published in the New York Daily News to the Horn of the Planet..."

The little spider had a lot of fun, and talked a lot on the hammock.

When the three clowns fell from the hanging beam, or jumped down with a fanatical attitude, he flew out quickly, and he didn't have time to stop it just now. Now that he was prepared, the kind little spider didn't intend to let people Died in front of his own eyes, he bent down his middle finger, and shot out a spider web that stuck to the hanging beam.

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

A young, even childish voice stayed where it was and said, "You're welcome! I'm a good neighbor in New York, your Spider-Man!"

The little spider came back to the big ship swinging his webbing, and he was flying so fast that no one noticed him except the young girl on board who was playing with crayons, and she drew Spider-Man, his interrupted confession, and the The clown in Dark China... But for some reason, she didn't give these crayon drawings to anyone.

Otherwise, the 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 entire port area.

The appearance of the clown gang was supposed to be more weird and thrilling after the three clowns committed suicide, but now the clown who jumped from a high place and was about to be divided by the sharp steel wire interspersed in the middle was rescued by Spiderman. The three clowns are like Cocooned silkworms squirmed comically in mid-air, which greatly weakened the momentum of the Clown Gang's appearance.

Fortunately, the real clown never cared about these things, he even thought about the accident that disrupted his script with cunning interest.

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