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Chapter 300 Clown: Charge! My warrior! Go knock down that rotten tree!

 See this.

The clown Zhou Ran shrugged, and walked slowly towards the high platform with elegant steps.

He jumped up and down, humming a very cheerful song: "Today is also a beautiful day. The birds are singing and the flowers are blooming. On this day, children like you...should be burned in hell."
In an instant.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to him.

Everyone stood up straight and did not let themselves tilt. Their expressions were solemn and serious, and their eyes were as determined as knives.

They recognized him.

They paid their attention to him very seriously.

They want to give everything of themselves to Him.

The commotion disappeared instantly and silence returned.

In this quiet church.

"Ta!"

"Ta!"

"Ta!"

Only the footsteps of the clown Zhou Ran are left.

The sound is sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes fast, sometimes slow... But no matter what, it always hits people's chests and beats violently along with their hearts.

"This is really a beautiful symphony performance." Cornell witnessed everything in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's so beautiful. Only Mr. Clown in this world can do such a thing."

"Very good, very good...it's getting more and more interesting."

The clown came to the high platform.

He looked down at the people in the audience, with a smile on his lips, and slowly said, "Oh, Hhhh...Why so serious?"

"Why are everyone so serious?"

"Everyone smile, as my fans, you can't help but smile!"

"Oh, my little cuties! What shall I call you?"

The clown blinked his eyes full of confusion, turned slightly sideways, opened his hands and put them on his ears to make a trumpet gesture.

Silence.

The huge church remains silent.

If you don’t die in silence, you will explode in silence.

Silence cannot remain silent forever, there will eventually come a moment when it breaks out.

Three seconds later.

Boom!

The crowd is moving!

The silence ends now!

It broke out!

"Joker!"

"Joker!"

"Joker!"

A loud shout is louder than the other!

"Hi! Joker, I am Qiaona, I love you! I am willing to die for you!"

A beautiful-looking blonde woman raised her neck and shouted loudly.

"Hahaha, I finally saw the clown, I'm so excited!"

A handsome young man with scarlet eyes filled with tears.

"Hoo ho ho, what a wonderful day! I have never been so happy as I am right now!"

A rugged middle-aged white man grinned and said with a big smile.

Everyone is laughing, everyone is very happy, and everyone has seen the clown they wanted to see.

Everyone who can come here is the most loyal fan of the Joker.

Everyone who can come here is the most sincere believer of the Joker.

Everyone who can come here regards the clown as a great god.

Look at the noisy crowd, look at the shouting crowd.

The clown Zhou Ran nodded gently, with a satisfied smile on his face.

These guys don't look too bad.

These people look pretty good and can be used. Now that the legion has been established, the plan can be implemented.

Without these people, it would still take a little time for him to find his subordinates.

This saves a lot of effort.

It's just that in terms of combat effectiveness, it seems to be a bit mixed.

But that’s okay.

After experiencing the experience of gunpowder and blood, everyone will become stronger than ever before.

At that time, he was truly recognized as a subordinate.

The clown Zhou Ran blinked his eyes full of confusion. He needed a speech, an inciting speech.

Both he and Jake are very proficient in giving speeches.

Both have the inherent power to confuse people.

"Ahem..." He coughed lightly, pressed his hands down, and began his speech.

The crowd was very cooperative and immediately became quiet.

When the clown Zhou Ran saw this scene, he became even more satisfied.

He spoke slowly and said: "I am very happy to have you here and hear your laughter. This happiness makes me full of strength."

"Hahaha, this city is like a big rotten tree, with an ugly and disgusting appearance, and a dirty smell everywhere... I thought that such a tree was hopeless, but when you guys showed up, I felt like this

Everything is saved again."

"You are like new seeds. You will grow into trees. You will contribute to this city. You will bring different, wonderful and beautiful scenery."

"Hey, do you know the name of this scenery? Come and answer my question!" The clown Zhou Ran asked with a smile. He slowly walked up to a young man, stretched out his hand and put it on his mouth, as if holding it.

Same as the microphone.

"Joker!" The young man shouted extremely loudly with a dull expression on his face and drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"No, no, no..." Clown Zhou Ran shook his finger, grinned, and laughed: "Hahaha, although this answer is not correct, I am very satisfied."

He continued: "The name of this scenery is called hope! Yes, it is hope! You have brought new hope to this city, and what you have done will change this rotten tree."

"We must eradicate this decayed and dilapidated tree. It will be buried in the dust and haze of history and will never see the light of day again!"

"We will launch a charge against those politicians and capitalists at the top, a fierce charge. We will rush into their faces, ruthlessly twist off their heads, and ask them loudly: Why? Why are you treating us like this?"<

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"Hey, hey, my friends, think about our past, think about the past that we can't forget, but no one cares about! Think about their ugly faces, think about their...

Every disgusting word."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, to them, you and I are the same, both are freaks. They only care about you because they need you. Once they don't want you, they will treat you like a leper.

You sweep them away. Their virtues, creeds... are all a lame joke, a shameless lie. Throw them all away as soon as trouble comes, and leave nothing behind. They will only do it when the world allows it.

So good.

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"Friends, they always say that I am very bad, I am extremely bad, and I always bring panic, but in reality? You see, as long as things happen according to plan, even if the plan is terrible, no one will feel it at all.

Panic. If I tell people that a ruffian is going to be defeated or a car of soldiers is going to be blown up, no one will panic, because these are just part of the plan. But if I tell people that a little cute mayor is going to die

If it falls, everyone will be scared crazy!"

"Hahaha, how interesting!"

The clown Zhou Ran laughed wildly. He laughed so hard that he bent over.

His loyal fans also started laughing wildly, laughing so hard that they bent over.

After laughing wildly for a while.

The clown Zhou Ran straightened up and twisted his neck fiercely.

He clenched his fists, looked expressionless, and asked very seriously: "So, what should we do?"

People listened to his questions and looked at him, but they didn't know how to answer.

They were silent, they were lost in thinking, but they didn't know how to solve this problem.

The clown Zhou Ran grinned, opened his eyes wide, waved his hands wildly, and roared loudly: "Friends, either die as a hero, or live to see yourself being forced to become a villain!"

"We only need to create a little commotion, disrupt the original order, and then everything will become chaotic, and I am the representative of chaos. Do you know the benefits of chaos? It can bring fairness."
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"Pick up all the available weapons around you, be it knives, guns, or stones, as long as they can kill people... Charge! My soldiers!"

"Your fight is glorious, your fight is beautiful, I will fight with you, and I will knock down this rotten and broken tree with you!"

After listening to the clown's words.

The crowd roared like thunder!

"Joker is right, we have to fight back, we have to give them some color!"

"I've had enough of such a miserable life, I want to fight, I want to put paint on their faces!"

"I will kill all those who bully me, leaving no one behind!"

"Chaos, chaos, only by following chaos will we gain new life! Only then will we gain fairness!"

"Charge! Charge them! Push them! Overthrow the decadent rules! Overturn everything this is broken!"

"..."

"..."

The clown Zhou Ran nodded with great satisfaction, he liked this scene very much.

A grand performance is about to begin.

Although this performance would not be grand at all in Gotham, it is enough to make the city of New York unforgettable forever.

A thin young man suddenly raised his hand and roared extremely loudly at the clown: "Joker, who are you? I want to know who you are? I want to know who you are under the paint?"

Hearing this, the clown Zhou Ran blinked and said with a smile: "Boy, these paints are just symbols and have no meaning. I gave them meaning... It doesn't matter who I am on the outside, what matters is what I do.

What I do determines who I am.”

"Who should we attack? How should we create a riot?"

The clown Zhou Ran smiled and replied: "Attack those who have bullied you, attack those who control wealth, and attack those who are in high positions."

"Just do it, do it boldly."

"Three days later, those who come back here will join me in doing something big that will shock the whole of New York."

"Everything you do now will determine whether you can get that precious ticket?"

"Friendly reminder, when you come back, watch your back, and don't bring anyone you shouldn't have brought with you!"

"Let's go, my brothers, my sisters, my friends, my relatives!"

Boom!

The crowd flowed out like a tidal wave.

They squeezed each other, pushed each other, and beat each other.

Blood...tears...screams...screams...one after another.

Each of them moves forward unscrupulously.

Each of them interprets the flower of evil in human nature.

Each of them wants to be the first to get the ticket.

After a fight.

The crowd gradually disappeared.

There is some red soil on the ground. The soil is very moist and has bright red sweet springs flowing.

That was a poor corpse that was trampled to death.

The war has begun.

Cornell slowly walked to the clown's side, with hot fire dancing in his eyes.

He licked his lips and said with a smile: "Mr. Clown, what a crazy scene!"

"When these guys go out, they will definitely bring a different scenery to the world."

"Is this really useful? Is this your plan? Is this what you told me?"

"No!" Clown Zhou Ran shook his finger and said softly: "These are just part of the plan, there are many more interesting things than this."

"They can only create some minor disturbances, but there are bigger things...that require my personal intervention."

Cornell blinked and said, "Oh, was it the action three days later?"

The clown Zhou Ran nodded, shook his head, and said: "This is only half of the business. This action is to summon a certain little cutie. He will take the initiative to find you in three days."

"He will be responsible for the actions in three days..."

"And you need to connect with him here, and I have to hide behind the scenes. An interesting passerby has come to this city, and I want to find that guy."

"He is extraordinary."

Cornell raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Clown, wouldn't you make these people feel sad by doing this?"

"As a god, you actively abandoned your followers. This behavior is really cruel."

The clown Zhou Ran sighed softly and said slowly: "Cornell, the desire in your heart is addictive when it is released... This is a drug that cannot be quit. The kind of happiness cannot be compared to how much heroin you smoke."
"When I first stole something to keep myself from going hungry, yes, I lost my sense of right and wrong. When I wandered around... I began to experience the fear before committing the crime... and the pleasure after getting it.

."

"They are the same. They will be intoxicated with this kind of happiness. This kind of happiness that destroys everything will make them forget everything, including life and death."

"But fortunately, I always knew what I wanted? So, I never became one of them."

"This is also the essential difference between me and them. After all, there is only one clown...right, Cornell."

After hearing this, Cornell nodded. He looked at the clown blankly and praised: "Yes, there is only one clown. Your appearance is a great miracle."

"Every time I get along with you, I can feel an unspeakable madness. That madness is like gravity, pulling my body and mind, making me involuntarily move closer to you! But I know very well that although I

I am a madman, but I can never be you, nor can I be your shadow."

"I can only be something else..."

After hearing this, the clown Zhou Ran reached out and patted Cornell on the shoulder, grinned and said with a weird smile: "Cornell, you have changed... forever, it is impossible to go back to the past. Look, you have changed a little bit.

The ground turned into a monster... just like me!"


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