Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Crazy Jerome will not care about the future of New York, nor the rapid development of Stark Industries.

Rather than caring about these things, he is obviously more concerned about the sales of Smile drinks and the coverage of Smile drinks in the chaotic place of Hell's Kitchen.

Smile drink is a part of Jerome's important plan, he has a big dream.

He believes that the clown cannot be his alone.

Clown should be a kind of faith, a kind of faith like God Jehovah.

This belief should be spread throughout the world, all people should laugh loudly, all people should be happy, and all people should enjoy the gift of the clown.

The city of New York is the first place blessed by the clown, and Hell's Kitchen is the first testing base.

Smile drink is a good medicine that can amplify people's inner happiness.

Hell's Kitchen.

A dark corner.

An underground warehouse hidden in the darkness.

Jerome was sitting on a chair, his face expressionless, his eyes unwavering, and his body exuding a powerful aura.

At this moment, no one can see his emotions, and no one can detect his mental activities.

"Hey..."

Jerome chuckled lightly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, lit it with a lighter, put it in his mouth, and patiently felt the smell of tobacco blooming in his mouth.

"Huh..."

Two lines of white smoke full of nicotine spurted out from Jerome's nose, slowly drifted in the air, and finally disappeared.

Jerome crossed his legs, tilted his head slightly, blinked his confused eyes, and said with a smile: "Hey, why aren't you talking? Is it because my aura is too strong and makes you feel afraid?

?"

"Tsk, this is not a good thing or a good habit. I really like the feeling of everyone sitting together and talking freely."

"I am not a butcher, a butcher who kills everyone on sight. I am a good person, a good person who leads everyone to a better future. We are family... I am the same as everyone. There is no superior-subordinate relationship between us. Don't

No restrictions, please feel free to speak..."

After saying that, Jerome slumped in his chair and quietly stared at the group of terrorists wearing clown masks in front of him.

"Ahem..."

A light cough suddenly sounded.

Then a thin hand opened the crowded clown army, and a thin, white-skinned young man walked up to Jerome.

There were several layers of thick bandages wrapped around the young man's chest, and there were some bright red blood stains on the bandages. It was obvious that he had suffered a gunshot wound, which was a bullet that almost killed him.

The young man's eyes were full of admiration, and he bowed down to Jerome with great respect.

"Jayne?" Jerome raised his eyebrows and laughed: "Hohohoho, my cute little pudding, I love you so much. In the entire clown army, you are the only one who truly loves me.

Treat it like family."

"Look at these damn guys, they are all so timid. I just want to ask a question, but they are as if they are afraid that I want to kill them."

"Hey, Jayne, am I really a moody madman who kills people whenever he feels like it?"

"This is their prejudice, a naked prejudice... I hate this prejudice. It reminds me of my childhood. I had a brother, a very bad brother. He carried out an evil plan to make my mother

He thought I was going to kill him... So my mother became prejudiced against me and locked me in a dark warehouse as a child."

"Oh, now I have to talk about my adoptive father. He is a very irritable man. After he found out about this, he told my mother: Lisa, a child like Jerome who attacks his own brother

, just locking him in a dark warehouse is of no use! We need to give him some color, let him accept a harsh lesson, and correct his problems!"

"Hey, Jayne, do you know what happened to me next?" Jerome licked his bright red lips, a crazy smile appeared on his face, he touched his head with his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Say

After saying these words, my adoptive father picked up a baseball bat and slowly walked into the dark warehouse. His eyes were scarlet and the smile on his face was the same as mine at the moment. Then, he raised the baseball bat high with both hands.

, hit me hard on the head, and beat me until my head was covered with blood."

"He just hit me silently, without saying a word. He looked at me like he was looking at an animal, a damn wild dog. His adoptive father beat me on the head endlessly with a baseball bat...

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"Oh, it was really an unimaginable pain. My body curled up into a ball, my eyes turned up, revealing a pale white. It was like my lungs exploded. It was difficult to breathe and shout..."

"However, my adoptive father still didn't let me go. He stuck a baseball bat in my mouth, smashed my teeth, spit in my face, and yelled: Jerome, you damn thing

Bastard, I spent so much money to send you to study, but instead of studying hard, you actually want to kill your own brother!"

"Hahaha, how did this guy say such a thing? He is just a homeless man who can't find a steel coin in his pocket..."

Jerome laughed so crazily that he bent over, laughing so hard that his whole body trembled, and his internal organs trembled and twisted into a ball.

He laughed while continuing to tell the story: "Oh, Jayne, do you know what happened next?..."

"The baseball bat penetrated his head directly. The red blood splashed all over me and stained the T-shirt I bought. Fortunately, the T-shirt was also red, otherwise I would have to wash clothes again..."
"Oh, Fuck, Jayne, why is the blood of such a person red?"

Jerome blinked and said with a smile.

"Master Clown, all the things you asked us to do have been completed. Now, all the criminals, bad guys, gangs, and gangsters in Hell's Kitchen know the news that you are back..." Jayne said.

"Hey, Jayne, you know, that's not what I'm concerned about right now." Jerome raised his eyebrows, and a dagger appeared in his hand.

"Master Clown, according to your instructions, we have carried out various kinds of destruction, and Hell's Kitchen has become a chaotic and disorderly state... However, this time the chaos seems to be a bit big, and it affects a wide range.

"Jayne still remained calm, but his voice began to tremble.

"Well, actually, this is not what I want to hear." Jerome sat up slowly and slowly tilted the dagger in his hand forward, aiming it at Jayne.

"Master Clown, I caught a vampire, a pure vampire..." Jayne's face turned pale.

"Oh?" Jerome raised his eyebrows and stood up. He slowly walked to Jayne, raised Jayne's face with a dagger, and said with a smile: "Really or not? Those sewer guys

Bugs are not so easy to catch..."

"They have been hiding in that dilapidated warehouse and never set foot on human territory..."

Jayne smiled and said: "Master Clown, there are always some restless people in this world. They are born to be arrogant and restless. Even vampires can't escape this vicious circle."

After saying that, Jayne clapped, and the clown army slowly dispersed to the left and right, and an extremely strong muscular man walked over carrying a sack.

The muscular man bowed his head respectfully, and then threw the sack on the ground.

Jayne kicked the sack hard and then untied it, revealing a very pretty face.

Jerome scratched his cheek and inserted the dagger into the pretty boy's mouth. After stirring it up hard, he saw four sharp canine teeth. He immediately laughed and cursed: "Hey, these guys hiding in the sewer are so weird.

Beautiful, like those bitch bastards standing on the street."

After some emotion, Jerome patted Jayne on the shoulder, smiled and said: "This thing was done very well, I am very satisfied, but you still didn't tell me what I wanted to hear."

"Jayne, you know, what you have now is given to you by me, and I can also give it to others. I am not afraid of failure, but I really hate falsehood and deception... This is your only chance left."

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After hearing this, Jayne trembled all over, like an ostrich. He buried his head in his chest and said in a low voice: "Master Clown, the chaos in Hell's Kitchen has nothing to do with us. Before we took action, the streets of New York

, suddenly a group of 'clowns' appeared, and they were extremely scary..."

"They let the whole world know the clown's name, but I know that the clown they are talking about is not you..."

"Master Clown, my respected Lord, my only one, my god, my God, I am really confused now, I don’t know how to describe my feelings at this moment..."

"It's [him] who came out... Hehe, it's interesting, it's really interesting..." After hearing this, Jerome narrowed his eyes slightly, showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, patted Jayne on the shoulder, and slowly said: "Jackie

Well, you have fallen into a misunderstanding? Who told you that there can only be one clown in this world?"

"Hey, as long as you experience a very bad day, everyone will go crazy and everyone will become a clown... Jayne, you are no exception..."

After hearing this, Jayne slowly raised his head, a look of madness appeared on his face, and whispered softly: "Really?"

"Of course..." Jerome shrugged and replied without hesitation.

"Okay, Jayne, my lovely little pudding, it's time to get down to business. Go call all my believers and all the children. I'm going to hold a grand party..."

"New Yorkers have seen one clown, now it's time to see another..."

……………

Inside the dark underground church.

Jerome, wearing a green tuxedo, stood in the center of the stage surrounded by white candles. His face was heavily painted with oil paint, and he had a red ball on his nose. He looked like a circus actor.

Clown.

Oh, he doesn't look like a clown in the circus, but he is a clown.

"Ahem..."

Jerome coughed lightly, with an extremely happy smile on his face. He opened his arms and roared to the audience with an extremely wild attitude: "Brothers, sisters, my compatriots, today

It is destined to be a great day, and today is destined to be a day that we will never forget forever!"

"I announce in the name of Joker that our dance party has begun. From now on, there can only be one owner of Hell's Kitchen, and that's me!!!"