Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Putting a gun to the head of an arms dealer is an extremely dangerous act, and you are likely to be killed.

After all, those traffickers who dare to smuggle arms are either surrounded by very powerful bodyguards, or they also have strong strength themselves.

But madmen are not afraid of death. There is no word fear in their dictionary.

Facts have proved that those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. They are willing to cut themselves off and dare to pull down the emperor. When you are not afraid of death, you will often gain more things.

Madmen, their fearless behavior allowed them to obtain more firearms and ammunition.

Of course, there are also some unlucky ones who were shot in the head when they got into a fight with arms dealers.

However, it doesn’t matter.

As long as there are successful ones, New York will never be easy.

Madmen just want to fight for their idol, their god, the clown.

Today is a happy day for them, a happy day that has never happened before.

Although Carnival has not come yet, today is Carnival.

With firearms in hand, they sporadically went to the most prosperous places around them and began to carry out indiscriminate destruction.

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New York, downtown Manhattan, Fifth Avenue.

This is the central axis of Manhattan, where all the essence of Manhattan is concentrated.

There are countless luxury stores here, like sparkling diamonds, inlaid on both sides of Fifth Avenue, attracting thousands of tourists.

Royal nobles, dignitaries and wealthy people from all over the world come here to shop and spend money. This is a gold-selling cave for the rich, and it is also a place that the poor will never be able to visit in their lifetime.

But today Fifth Avenue is going to look different, because the sky is going to fall.

Tiffany showcase.

The Chinese name is Tiffany, which is a luxury brand that has been popular in the United States for almost two hundred years. It is extremely popular and is a paradise for countless women.

It is located on Fifth Avenue and is the second store on this avenue.

Tiffany jewelry started in 1837, ushered in its glorious moment in 1862, and has been glorious ever since.

That year, President Lincoln, the idol of American men, bought a set of jewelry for his wife here. She wore them to the presidential inaugural ball and became the most shining star that night.

As of yesterday, the value of this brand has reached 16.2 billion US dollars.

As for why it was yesterday?

This is very simple, because this head office in New York is destined not to survive today, and this brand will also be affected by this storm after today.

If he had known what happened today, the boss of Tiffany would definitely agree to the acquisition of French luxury jewelry group Louis Vuitton instead of waiting for a price.

Of course, it's too late now.

The fireworks have already begun to ignite the fuses, and they are only a few seconds away from blooming.

In front of Tiffany jewelry store.

A thin, poorly dressed young man with pale skin put one hand in his arms and his behavior was a bit strange.

His clothes were not worthy of standing in front of this jewelry store, but he still strode towards the jewelry store.

There was a tall white security guard in a suit and tie at the door, blocking his way with a cold face.

The white security guard opened his arms, and his eyes under his sunglasses were full of disdain. He mocked condescendingly: "Get out of here, you country bumpkin. Stay away from here. This is not a country place like you can come in."

"Looking at you, you must be a homeless man who hasn't woken up yet! Hey, don't you know Tiffany's rules?"

"Look at the sign over there, homeless people and dogs are not allowed!"

Heard this mocking remark.

"I saw it, but sir, I'm not a tramp!" The young man lowered his head, a crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice.

The white security guard snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Humph, no matter who you are, get out of here!"

"You're not welcome here, and you're not welcome to pee or look in the mirror. Are you worthy of coming in?"

"Yes! I don't deserve to come in, so no one else will come in from now on!" The young man raised his head, with a ferocious face, and gritted his teeth and roared.

Then he took out the pistol he had been holding tightly from his arms and pointed it at the white security guard.

"Bang!"

There was a gunshot, and the white security guard opened his eyes wide and fell to the ground.

At the moment of death, he still had one thought in his mind, how dare he?

This is a Tiffany jewelry store, a place where the upper class gather... The security here is very strict...

His thoughts stopped and stopped at this moment forever.

Although there is a lot of unfairness in the world, it is still fair in terms of individual life. As long as you are a human being, you will all die.

No matter who takes a bullet to the head, there is no chance of survival.

Of course, those superheroes are another matter.

The young man knelt down and put his hand on the white security guard's head and his wound.

Red tomato juice and white cream soaked his hands. This was obviously a terrible thing, but he didn't think so.

He is appreciating death and breathing the sweetness in the air.

He was extremely excited and smeared the paint on his face on his face.

"Hoo hoo ho..." He stood up, burst into crazy laughter, and rushed into the jewelry store in front of him that rejected him.

He has a grudge against this store.

When his mother was sick and dying, she always had a wish to wear a piece of jewelry from Tiffany jewelry store.

That's a piece of jewelry worth one hundred thousand dollars.

He didn't have that much money at the time, but he still used it for a day's rent.

This store didn't reject him, it just kept mocking him, insulting him, trampling his dignity on the ground, and then not giving him what he wanted.

At that time, he could only accept his fate. He could not afford to offend this famous large company in the United States, so he could only choose to obey.

But now he doesn't need it anymore. He gave up his life and dedicated it all to madness.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

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With the sound of gunshots, fresh lives disappeared one after another.

He also fell into the excitement of killing. In the process, he lost his original intention, and his initial intention of revenge degenerated into murder.

The checkout counter at Tiffany jewelry store.

A pretty and sexy urban beauty was paralyzed with fear and fell to the ground. There was a pool of yellow stains under her body.

This cashier lady, who was once arrogant and claimed to be a member of the upper class, has lost her grace and is like a bereaved dog, extremely embarrassed.

Her face was pale, she held the phone in both hands, and pressed 911 tremblingly. When the call was connected, she shouted extremely loudly: "Help me! Help me! Help me quickly!"

"He is a devil! Wuwuwu...he is coming towards me..."

"Bang!"

The cry for help suddenly came, and the cashier lady fell in a pool of blood.

The thin young man walked over slowly, and a bloody footprint appeared on the path he walked.

He opened the cashier's hand and took out the phone. A smile appeared on his lips, he blinked and said, "Oh, New York Police Department? This is Manhattan, Fifth Avenue, Tiffany Jewelry Store.

, the clown army would like to say hello to you."

"Oh, a friendly reminder, come quickly...otherwise, everyone will be dead in a short while..."

"Bang!"

The thin young man shot hard at the phone.

At this moment, he fell into madness and completely forgot about danger and death.

If death really appeared in front of him, he would dare to shoot at death.

He opened his arms and looked at the upper class people kneeling on the ground in front of him, desperately kowtowing to him and begging for mercy. The smile on his lips became even wider. He was very satisfied with the current situation.

He nodded gently and smiled: "This feels really good. I praise the great clown. I am willing to fight for you all the time!"

"Hey, you stupid pigs, what are you shaking about...Oh, so you peed your pants! Oh, so you are also scared sometimes?"

"Are you afraid of me? Or are you afraid of the gun in my hand?"

"Ahem, let's play a game! Guess how many bullets are left in the gun in my hand. If you guess it right, you can survive. If you guess it wrong? Just die!"

"That's fair, right! Let's start with you. I remember you are the manager of this store."

The store manager, who was pointed at a gun, slowly stood up. His fat face was covered with cold sweat. He squeezed out a smile and said: "Sir, I have money. I have a lot of money. I can give all the money to you."

You!"

"Bang!"

"This is not the answer I want to hear, next." The young man blinked and smiled.

With excitement, his heart beat faster and his blood heated up. The tomato juice and cream smeared on the young man's face began to flow and connect together, making his face look like a terrible demon in hell.

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This is not just one example of something like this happening.

But there are many cases. In every prosperous area of ​​New York, there will be some lunatics like young people.

Some of their actions were not that crazy. After killing those who had bullied them, they started to grab a car and fled randomly.

Some of their actions were extremely crazy. Those crazy lunatics, after killing those who had bullied them, began to let themselves go.

Do things that you have never dared to do but really want to do, such as robbing a bank, robbing Osborne Industries, robbing Hammer Industries... or lighting a tanker truck on fire and watching it explode in the downtown area, or maybe

He broke into the school and kidnapped all the students.

In short, as long as they think of it, there is nothing they dare not do.

New York, the financial center of the world, the most beautiful pearl of the lighthouse country, is facing its saddest and most chaotic day at this moment.

New York Police Department.

Command center.

Director George Stacey's face was pale, and his straight back was bent at this moment. He was walking back and forth anxiously. In an instant, he seemed to have aged more than ten years.

The younger receptionist Mond hurried to George Stacey's side. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Chief, there is a shooting incident at Tiffany Jewelry Store, and the caller has been shot."

"I don't know exactly how many people there are, but the robbers are very rampant and have issued a gauntlet to us, telling us to go quickly, otherwise they will kill them all..."

George Stacey frowned and asked: "How many times is this a terrorist attack?"

Police Constable Mond replied sadly: "Chief, this is already the thirty-eighth case. According to my guess, the number is still increasing."

George Stacey sighed and said: "This was a premeditated attack... This incident is more tragic than the one at the beginning of the century."

"Our police force has been mobilized, but it is still not enough. At the Tiffany jewelry store, please be patient for a while and deal with the few cases in the school first. Children are the hope of this country..."

"Has the oil tanker explosion crisis been resolved?"

Mond nodded and said: "The crisis of the oil tanker explosion has been generally resolved. The surrounding routes have been cleared in advance and no vehicles will pass through there anymore."

"In addition, according to your instructions, all tank trucks are escorted by a police officer from the nearby jurisdiction."

"But there are still several hostages at the scene..."

George Stacey took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said with a ruthless look on his face: "Tell the people on the scene to save them if they can. If they can't be saved, retreat quickly. We must protect the safety of the police officers first."
"If necessary, the tanker can be detonated in advance..."

After hearing this, Mond frowned and said: "Director, this..."

George Stacey sighed and smiled bitterly: "Mond, this is the best way, isn't it?"

"We have no other choice. As the police chief, I must consider your safety..."

When Mond heard this, he also sighed. He smiled bitterly and said: "Director, although I know this is the best way, I still feel uncomfortable after hearing it."

"This group of terrorists who came out of nowhere... really deserve to die, every one of them deserves to die!"

George Stacey nodded and said: "They really deserve to die. These guys are no longer human beings. They are the craziest guys I have ever seen. The destruction and shadow they caused will probably linger in the city of New York forever."

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Mond coughed slightly and said: "Chief, I think most of the police force should be allocated to Fifth Avenue. It is the center of Manhattan and is extremely important to New York."

"Once there is a problem there, it will be bad. You know there are many foreign tourists there... there are many royal nobles from other countries. If there are serious casualties, it will easily affect diplomacy. Washington will hold you accountable..."

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"You are very likely to be sentenced to death. Although New York does not have the death penalty, they can use other states' bills to vent their anger."

After hearing this, George Stacey reached out and patted Mond on the shoulder, saying: "Mond, after what happened today, no matter how I make up for it, I can't escape the blame... Such a big thing is definitely not a moment.

It broke out suddenly, but it has been brewing for a long time."

"Even if Washington does not hold me accountable, I am ready to kill myself with a bullet."

"I'm sorry for wearing this police uniform, and I'm sorry for the trust of the people of New York... I'm not worthy of being a police officer."