Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

"Excited, yes, yes, excited..."

After the driver took a long puff of cigarette, he flicked the ashes very casually, then put out the still burning cigarette butt, looked at the rearview mirror, and said with a smile.

"Excited?" Clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said, "Why are you excited? Haha... This is really an interesting answer."

The driver chuckled and spoke slowly, "Sir, you are definitely not an ordinary person..."

"If I guess correctly, you should be a big shot..."

"Oh?" Clown Zhou Ran blinked and became interested. He asked curiously: "Why do you think so?"

The driver stepped on the accelerator and increased the speed. As he drove, he smiled and said: "Sir, this is actually easy to guess. Look at the suit you are wearing. It looks like a very expensive luxury accessory."

"That kind of pattern is all applied needle by needle. It should be the work of a master tailor. Although it looks low-key and ordinary, it is actually very noble."

"This kind of suit is definitely not affordable for ordinary people, and this kind of suit cannot be copied. Each piece is unique. The master who makes them will have his name tattooed on the inner collar of the suit."

The driver paused and continued: "The most surprising thing is that if you don't put this piece of clothing under a microscope, you will never find the name tattooed by the master."

"Hey...there is no doubt that the people who can wear this kind of suit are big shots we rarely meet."

"Besides, besides the big shots, sir, who would take a taxi and let the driver drive as he pleases?"

"People at the bottom cannot do such things. If you want to be so free, you must at least achieve financial freedom... The four words of financial freedom may seem simple, but in fact it is what countless people at the bottom long for."

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After hearing this, the clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that just one suit has so many names..."

"I've never heard of what you're talking about... I just like this color. Other than that, I don't think there's anything special about it?"

"Do you like this dress?"

"Of course!" The driver nodded without hesitation and said with a smile: "Sir, who wouldn't like such expensive clothes?"

"Suits and leather shoes are both a man's second face. Hey, I'm not afraid of your laughter. I dream of owning a suit like this."

"Hohoho, let me tell you good news. This suit belongs to you from today on..." Clown Zhou Ran shrugged and said with a smile: "How about treating this suit as today's fare?"

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"Do you agree to this deal?"

After hearing this, the driver's face was filled with a smile of joy. He said happily: "Oh, my God! This is simply the luckiest day in my life."

"Oh, sir, do you really want to do this?"

"If this suit is put on the market, it won't be a problem to sell it for 70,000 to 80,000 US dollars... This suit has a price but no market. Some rich people have always wanted to buy it, but they can't buy it at all..."

"Because the masters who sew suits never look at a person's wealth, but look at a person's influence..."

"Of course it's true... Would it be good for me to lie to you?" The clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows, grinned, and showed a very kind smile.

But this smile was completely covered by the monkey mask.

"Ahem..." He coughed lightly, looked at the driver and said, "I never lie to others. What I say I'll give you is what I give you."

"In addition, from your words, I heard that you like this dress... It should be better with you than wearing it on me."

"After all, I'm just wearing it, but you really love him."

"Hey, man, tell me your story... I'm curious why someone like you would drive a taxi?"

"My story?" The driver was startled when he heard this. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "I used to be a fashion designer, working on Fifth Avenue, and the people I came into contact with were all

He is a high-class person."

"But because of a trivial matter, I was cruelly fired by my boss."

"It was a modeling conference. A young blond model walked on the catwalk wearing the clothes I designed. At the end, she was spotted by the playboy Tony Stark."

"He said that for such a beautiful woman to be wearing such ugly clothes is so low-spirited!"

"Just because of this sentence, I lost my job and will never be able to survive in the fashion industry again!"

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Speaking of this, the driver looked very angry. He reached out and hammered the steering wheel hard.

Then, he lit a cigarette and took a long puff. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said in a low voice: "Although I have been fired, I still have to go on with my life. I still have to continue to live."

"It is impossible for me to seek life and death just because I lost a job. In that case, I would not be a man at all."

"A man? You have to support the whole family, and you cannot show your weakness. Once you are weak, your wife and children will inevitably be separated, and your family will be destroyed."

"I looked for many jobs, but in the end I found that driving a taxi is the most suitable for me... This job is quite free. You can drive when you want, and you can drive when you don't want to."

"Although I make less money than before, at least I no longer have to look at the ugly faces of those upper class people."

"So Tony Stark caused you to do this?" Joker Zhou Ran blinked his confused eyes and asked with a smile: "Then why don't you seek revenge from him?"

"He made you lose everything you once had. Don't you hate him?"

"Hate?" The driver smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I hate it! But what's the use of hating?"

"As for revenge? Sir, stop joking, how can I take revenge?"

"Bringing a pistol into his office? That's simply impossible... Besides, Stark Industries is a weapons company. My firepower is useless in front of them, and I can't even make a splash!

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"And I still have a wife and daughter, and they can't live without me... If they lose me, they lose everything..."

"Revenge will be refreshing, but the consequences are beyond my ability to bear... In addition, there is nothing wrong with Tony Stark's behavior. He pointed out my mistake."

"Now, the entire New York fashion circle is designing works according to Tony Stark's vision. He leads and defines what fashion is..."

"Besides, he is not the key..."

"Indeed, he is not the key!" Clown Zhou Ran nodded, sneered, and said: "The key is the current climate of the entire society. Everyone, rich or poor, high or low, will blindly move closer to the 'leader'."

"And Tony Stark happens to be the richest man in the United States. In this society governed by capital, having money means having power..."

"Therefore, all those who have wealth and the right to speak will look to the richest one. In the eyes of these people, rich people cannot be judged... Everything rich people do is right.

, are all legal and allowed."

"And this will is profoundly affecting everyone. Sooner or later, people will all be content with the status quo and acquiesce in the cruelty that befalls them...just like leeks, being cut off..."

"The so-called American dream is a joke...Hey, this is such a sad thing..."

Clown Zhou Ran's tone was very passionate, and his words were full of power, and he waved his hands fiercely while speaking.

He looks a bit like a "crazy artist" who is unwilling to fail and can only continue painting on the world map.

If this is not a taxi, but the Reichstag of Berlin's Kroll Opera House...then it's not just a simple resemblance!

Of course, the clown's behavior is not because he is a great saint who has a strong sense of responsibility and serves the country and the people.

What the clown wants has always been simple.

That is to make this world completely chaotic.

This is what he has dreamed of.

It’s more fun when it’s chaotic, isn’t it?

Isn’t it fun to incite the people at the bottom to stand up and rebel?

The clown doesn't care what terrible consequences his actions will bring to the world? How many casualties will it cause?

He has always been a guy who is afraid of chaos in the world.

No matter where he goes, he is never a fuel-efficient lamp.

In addition, the chaotic home game has begun, and he has to go on stage to perform, right?

He will bring a grand and unforgettable performance to New York.

Of course.

This performance is also not his main purpose, nor is it what he cares about in his heart.

Everything he does is to figure out one thing.

He wanted to find out the identity of the mysterious man in Lucifer's tavern that day.

Although Zhou Ran was in a coma that day, he didn't know what happened.

But the clown is not in a coma!

He saw everything clearly and remembered it in his heart.

That mysterious man is really an amazing guy.

Tsk tsk tsk, being able to control six infinite gems is really awesome!

I really want to have a good fight with him...

This time, you will show up, right?

Well, you will definitely show up... There must be someone or something you care about here...

No matter where you come from? No matter what your identity is? Since you chose to appear here, there is no doubt that there must be people or things here that you care about and want to protect with all your strength!

Hey, Mysterious Man, let’s call you Mysterious Man for now!

Mr. Mysterious Man, don’t let me down... Of course, don’t keep me waiting too long!

Clown Zhou Ran clenched his fists and twisted his neck violently, with a scarlet light flashing in his eyes.

His whole body exudes a crazy aura, an aura that is so crazy that it is difficult to describe.

This is not only a kind of madness that is scary to the core, but also a kind of madness that is worshiped to the soul.

Fear and worship.

They are two completely different emotions, but also two emotions that are closely related.

Fear and worship.

They are all emotions rooted in human blood.

When you meet a strong person, you will feel fear and at the same time, you will also feel deep admiration.

The Red Room trained agents are very good at using these two emotions... to make you fear first, destroy your self, and then let you re-establish a new self.

When the self is re-established, all that remains is the deep worship like a pilgrim!

Black Widow Natasha was brutally tortured by this kind of training, which left her with a terrible shadow that she could not cure in her entire life.

It was precisely because of this shadow that she was noticed by the clown...

It has become a somewhat [strange] existence.

As for what’s strange about her?

Even the clown couldn't see through it, something had changed in her body.

As for why the mutation occurred?

Haha...Why would the clown care about such meaningless things?

The only thing in the world that he cares about is the bat wandering around Gotham at night.

Of course.

Now there is no place for the bat in the clown's heart. The place of the bat has been replaced by Zhou Ran.

"Ahem... Sir, please calm down! Calm down!" The driver couldn't help coughing lightly and said quickly.

Then, he reached out and wiped the cold sweat that had appeared on his forehead from unknown time.

Through the rearview mirror of the car.

He could clearly sense that something was obviously wrong with the [big shot passenger] in the back seat.

Phew! Look at this terrifying momentum!

Wearing a mask when going out, and saying things like that... He was sure that this person was definitely not an ordinary big shot... Maybe he was a senior official from Washington, maybe even from the White House...

There is also a political party called the Communist Party of the United States in the White House. Although it has no real power, its words still have some weight.

These are slightly exaggerated brainstorms.

This just illustrates the limitations of an ordinary person’s thinking.

This just shows that the current world has not truly reached the extraordinary, and those powerful forces are still hidden behind the scenes, hidden in unknown corners.

"Huh!" The driver took a deep breath, squeezed the steering wheel hard, looked at the clown's shadow in the rearview mirror, and comforted: "Sir, it's better not to say such words again, although we all understand this truth.

But after all, these cannot be said casually."

"In addition, given your identity and status, the influence of such words is too great, and you will be taken away by the CIA."

"Although they won't hurt you, they will definitely put electronic shackles on you to restrict your freedom."

"Besides, the world is actually not that bad... The American dream is still real, and it is not a pie that cannot be seen or eaten."

"Sir, you must know the Light of New York! I think the name Light of New York is familiar to you!"

"Light of New York? Are you talking about Mr. Jake?" The clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his lips, pretending to question: "I have heard of his name, but he is really as described in the newspaper.

Okay?"

"I don't believe there are such perfect people in this world! After all, his perfection is a bit too much, and even makes people jealous!"