Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Kingpin smiled, looked at Bullseye, and continued to ask: "By the way, Bullseye, are there any new people active in Hell's Kitchen recently? They are those vigilantes who are doing justice for heaven, or those new ones who want to dominate.

Newcomer."

After hearing this, Bullseye slowly spoke, "Boss, there are no vigilantes or newcomers who want to dominate."

"However, a very strange person came to Hell's Kitchen recently. It's not clear exactly what kind of person he is?"

"He didn't know where he heard about me. He took the initiative to ask someone to find me and asked me to bring a message to the boss. He said that he wanted to do business here. His name is Jerome!"

When Kingpin heard this, he laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha... This Jerome, he is a person with general knowledge, but he actually knows how to take the initiative to find Kingpin?"

"Bullseye, what kind of business does he want to do? Porn, gambling, drugs...which one does he want to do? You know, there are not many people who are so sensible nowadays...I, Kingpin, just like this kind of smart people!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Bullseye's mouth, and he slowly said: "Boss, this smart man named Jerome, he wants to sell drinks. He sells drinks in Hell's Kitchen, just simple drinks, a green drink..."

"But, boss, that drink tastes really good. Jerome gave the drink a name, Smile!"

"Boss, do you want to try it? I bought two bottles this morning..."

Bullseye took out two glass bottles from his arms. The glass bottles were filled with green and transparent liquid. When exposed to the sunlight, they emitted an extremely strange color, which was eye-catching and eye-catching.

Kingpin listened to Bullseye's words and was filled with curiosity. He bought Hell's Kitchen and sold drinks. He was really a strange person.

His big hand took the green drink from Bullseye, opened it slightly, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking Smile, a smile appeared on Jin Bing's face. He closed his eyes and carefully savored the taste of the drink, then suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Bullseye, give me your bottle too."

I, I allowed this guy Jerome to sell drinks in Hell’s Kitchen, and this drink is really good.”

After Bullseye heard this, there was a trace of reluctance in his eyes, and he handed the Smile in his hand to Jin Bin.

Kingpin drank Smile again and said with a smile: "Jerome will become a special case in Hell's Kitchen, a freak who comes to Hell's Kitchen to sell drinks."

"However, Bullseye, as for the drinks, they are sold and resold, but the tax paid to Kingpin cannot be less!"

"In addition, Bullseye, go and test the ingredients of Smile secretly to see if there are any drugs added to this Smile, such as hallucinogens. I think this Smile seems to be a new type of drug."

Bullseye nodded and said: "Boss, I will pass the message on, and I will send this Smile for inspection."

Kingpin nodded, closed his eyes, and began to ponder the drink and asked.

Jerome's drink is really a magical drink. Kingpin has a hunch that this drink will be a big seller.

After drinking Smile, Kingpin actually experienced the long-lost happiness. The appearance of his dead lover Vanessa seemed to appear in front of his eyes. Vanessa stretched out her hands to him to hug him.

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Hell's Kitchen.

On 40th Street, a beverage shop is starting to sell drinks.

Jerome is wearing a red suit, with a big smile on his face, and is selling Smile, a drink he carefully developed.

There was a long queue outside the drink shop.

Every guest who took the drink had a smile on their face, stretched out their thumbs, and praised Jerome: "Jerome, your drinks are really delicious, but can't you produce more?

Why can one person only buy two bottles?”

Jerome always responded to this frequently heard question with a smile: "That's not okay. You know, I don't have that many drinks. Buying two bottles for one person is already a lot. If you buy a few more,

If it’s a bottle, many people won’t be able to drink it.”

"As a beverage merchant, I need to let more people drink delicious beverages."

But when Jerome answered like this, a customer immediately asked a new question with a smile: "Jerome, why don't you produce more? Your drink is so delicious, it will definitely sell well, every day

Not enough sold…”

After hearing such questions from the guests, Jerome always answered with a smile: "I'm really sorry, I don't have enough energy alone. I am currently the only one making these drinks."

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"Every bottle of Smile is made by me! Otherwise, how could it taste so good? Therefore, there are only so many bottles produced every day."

After hearing Jerome's answer, not all guests will be satisfied. Some very dissatisfied guests will frown and ask: "Then you can recruit more workers and open a beverage factory! No.

If you need money, you can get a loan, whether it’s the government or gangsters, they will lend it to you!”

"Besides, your Smile tastes so good, and you will definitely be able to get your money back soon. Why don't you do this kind of business where you can make a profit without losing money?"

"Jerome, why don't you put away a lot of Franklin to make money? As for workers, as long as your beverage factory starts operating, many people here will apply for jobs. Although your beverage shop has only been open for two days, we can now

They are all your loyal fans."

After hearing this, Jerome smiled and said: "It's not that I don't want to open a beverage processing factory, but I feel that after opening a beverage factory, I can't guarantee that every worker will smile like me and make Smile wholeheartedly!

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"And once you don't make a smile wholeheartedly and happily, then the smile is no longer a smile and loses the meaning of its existence. The smile must be sincere. Only a sincere smile can be liked by everyone."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After hearing Jerome's answer, the guests were all speechless. It is really rare to have such a sincere seller in Hell's Kitchen.

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They usually let out a long sigh, smiled at the corners of their mouths, looked at the sincere smile on Jerome's lips, and said helplessly: "Oh, Jerome, your mouth is really powerful. We can't tell you, it's up to you."

That’s all. I just hope you can prepare more Smile so that we can drink it to our heart’s content.”

There are some more interesting customers here who will curiously ask Jerome this question: "Jerome, I have another question, why does your store always open at 4:05 in the morning?"

After hearing such a question, Jerome would always have a very big smile on his face, a very exaggerated smile, a smile that spread to the corners of his ears.

Jerome would look into their eyes and answer very happily: "Because, it was a very good time. That time was very important to me and had a very special and extraordinary meaning."

"I want to share this very important time for me with everyone."

There was an unexpected color in the guest's eyes, and he asked curiously: "Oh, Jerome, does that time have any great significance to you?"

Jerome picked up the Smile placed next to him, handed it to the guest, and said with a smile: "Because at that moment, Smile was born..."

At nine o'clock in the morning, Jerome, who had been busy all morning, could finally rest. His drink Smile had been sold out.

Jerome slowly walked into the warehouse of the beverage shop and looked at a father and son who were tightly tied together with hemp rope in the warehouse.

The eyes of the father and son were extremely frightened. Their mouths were stuffed with towels, and the towels were stuck in their throats, making no sound at all possible.

An extremely crazy smile appeared on the corner of Jerome's mouth, he walked in front of the two of them and slowly squatted down.

Jerome gently patted their faces with his hand, and said in an extremely gentle voice: "Be good, don't scream loudly! If you scream loudly, you will end up like that woman!"

As Jerome spoke, he turned his head and looked at a large green pool in the warehouse. There was a naked woman soaking in the pool. The woman's eyes were wide and dull.

The woman looked very strange, with a twine-like smile on her mouth, but her body had no limbs, just like a large ginseng used to make wine.

A smile appeared on Jerome's lips, and he took out the towels stuffed in the mouths of the father and son.

"Ahem..."

The father and son coughed very quietly, almost inaudibly.

Jerome became more and more happy. He rubbed their faces with his hands and asked with a smile: "Hey, have you made a decision? If so, click on it."

nod."

The father and son looked at Jerome, with an inexplicable color in their eyes, and nodded fiercely.

Seeing this, Jerome nodded and said with a smile: "Then I'll give you half an hour. The game starts now..."

After that, Jerome slowly exited the warehouse of the beverage shop. He looked at the father and son, blinked, and showed a smile on his face.

Then there was a "clang" sound, and Jerome closed the iron door of the warehouse.

Then, he dragged the chair from the beverage shop and placed it outside the door. He sat on it very gracefully, leaned his back on the chair, and lay down. Jerome raised his head and looked at the bright sky in the sky.

sun.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. No matter how bright the sun is, there are places it cannot shine, right?

There are always some things in this world that can only grow without sunshine, right?

Father, do you know what a real clown is?

I seem to have some understanding?

I seem to see further than you?

Clowns, clowns are the ones who can bring happiness to others, and clowns are the ones who can bring happiness to themselves.

Clowns, clowns are clowns who can bring sorrow to others, and clowns are also clowns who can bring sorrow to themselves.

The bright ones are clowns, the dark ones are clowns, and the ones between light and dark are also clowns.

The good ones are clowns, the evil ones are clowns, and those who have no goodness or evil, only chaos, are also clowns.

It is the clown who guards the rules, and it is the clown who breaks the rules.

Those who accept fate are clowns, and those who resist fate are also clowns.

Those in heaven are clowns, and those in hell are also clowns.

Criminals are clowns, and heroes are clowns too.

Comedy is a clown, tragedy is also a clown.

The one who screams loudly is a clown, and the one who is speechless and silent is also a clown.

The one who grins crazily is a clown, and the one who curls up in bed and cries is also a clown.

The cruel one is the clown, the soft-hearted one is the clown.

Crazy people are clowns, and normal people are clowns too.

Anyone in this world can be a clown.

And what kind of clown am I?

It seems that it is not easy to evaluate?

Hehehe, are you looking forward to the day when the Laughing Virus breaks out?

It must be a good time to have a carnival party.

It must be a good time to hold a masquerade party.

"Mr. Jerome, are you out in the sun again?"

"Um……"

"Mr. Jerome, are you going to stay in the sun until dark again?"

"Oh, I don't know... maybe..."

"By the way, Mr. Jerome, it's a foggy day today and there's no sun."

"Oh...what does this have to do with me wanting to bask in the sun?"