Chapter 310: His Majesty the Great Clown officially arrived in New York today
"Crunch..."
The heavy iron door opened gently.
A figure walked out of the boundless darkness, and the dim incandescent light hit his face, creating a special, mixed tone of light and dark.
It adds a bit of mystery to him, and he feels like a great messenger coming out of an epic.
He seems destined to bring something different to this world, something that may destroy the world or give it a new life.
What exactly will happen?
It’s hard to say everything yet, everything is still in doubt.
Looking at the strange young police officer in front of him, who exuded a mysterious aura, Obadiah's back was straightened, and the hands behind him were clenched little by little, turning into fists.
He felt a kind of fear, a kind of fear that had never appeared before.
Just by looking at the young police officer, Obadiah felt that he was being watched by something indescribable, from the inside out.
What on earth is that?
Is it a strange ability?
Or are there really invisible ghosts in this world?
"Huh!" Obadiah took a deep breath, calmed down, and put on a calm posture. He squinted his eyes, smiled, and asked in a low voice: "Hi, good morning.
, Mr. Police Officer, I wonder what you want from me? Judging from your police rank, you should not be qualified to meet me, right?"
"Whose are you? Whose orders are you following?"
"Aren't you a careerist who wants to invest in me...I'm sorry, I have no intention of leaving here..."
"Your behavior of knocking out the guard made me feel a little stupid. I don't like to cooperate with stupid people."
After hearing this, the clown Zhou Ran reached out and took out his ears, with a helpless smile on his face.
He walked elegantly and slowly walked to Obadiah.
He sighed softly, took out a white towel from his arms, looked down at Obadiah from a high position, and said slowly: "Mr. Obadiah, it seems that you have not realized the seriousness of the matter...
I really don’t know where you got the confidence to think that I’m here to save you from here?”
"Mr. Obadiah, I've let you down. I'm not here to save you... I don't have that much kindness, and I'm not the kind of holy mother who doesn't want to see others suffer..."
"I'm here to end your ridiculous life. Yes, this is the purpose of my coming in. Mr. Obadiah, you can call me the mourner!"
"Come to kill me?" Obadiah raised his eyebrows, sneered, stood up suddenly, looked down at the clown from a high position, and said: "Officer Ness, who gave you the courage to kill me? Who gave you the courage to kill me?
Why do you despise me so much? This is really the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life."
"This is much more interesting than the Soviet jokes those guys made up."
"Officer Ness, this distance is enough for me to teach you a profound lesson."
A smile appeared on Obadiah's lips, he raised his clenched fist and hit the clown's head hard.
This punch is very powerful.
As the majority shareholder of Stark Industries, and a criminal tycoon who smuggles large amounts of arms every year, Obadiah has never been a weakling with no power. He has good physical fitness, is tall, and is full of energy.
His muscles are also very developed and he is proficient in various thermal weapons.
Iron Overlord is the man who came close to killing Tony Stark.
All in all, Obadiah is a very intimidating murderer in front of ordinary people!
Of course, that's only in front of ordinary people.
But unfortunately, the clown is not an ordinary person.
Obadiah is destined to fail.
Sometimes, a slap in the face comes so quickly.
The clown grabbed Obadiah's fist, shook his head, sighed, and said, "I wanted you to leave quietly, but you didn't cherish this opportunity."
"It's obvious that we no longer have the capital to resist, we've obviously felt the danger, we've obviously been trembling, we've obviously been in the shadow of fear... Why are we still struggling desperately?"
"When fish in the sea come to land, they are destined to die from lack of water and suffocation... Mr. Obadiah, don't you think you are smart and never communicate with stupid people? Why do you look like a stupid person now?
What does it look like? Hahaha, you haven’t seen the reality clearly yet!”
"You really have no resistance in front of me. If you choose to kneel down and kiss my leather shoes, I might consider letting you go..."
Clown Zhou Ran curled his lips, his tone full of ridicule.
"How is that possible?" Looking at his clenched fist, Obadiah suddenly opened his eyes wide. He looked at the clown and asked viciously: "Who are you?"
The clown Zhou Ran smiled and said nothing. He increased the strength of his hands.
"Click..."
All the bones in Obadiah's hand were crushed by the clown. His face turned pale and he knelt on the ground in pain.
At this moment, he was so painful that he forgot to scream...
When Obadiah wanted to shout loudly and vent his pain, a white towel had been stuffed into his mouth.
The clown Zhou Ran let go of his hand. He looked down at Obadiah and smiled: "I prefer to see him kneeling than standing. This is how I can clearly feel my greatness."
"Mr. Obadiah, you shouldn't have called it quits so early, but who made you offend the people you shouldn't have offended? It's also a scum like you and an ambition like you. It's better to be dead than alive.
”
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I, a super villain, would do a good deed one day..."
Obadiah shook his head fiercely, kowtowed to the ground desperately, and begged the clown to spare his life.
He is a smart man, and he knows that the clown cannot be defeated by him at this moment. The only right choice is to beg for mercy.
He wants to live, he doesn't want to die.
As long as you are alive, there is hope, the possibility of starting over, and the chance of revenge.
The clown smiled, lifted Obadiah's chin with his foot, blinked his eyes full of confusion, and said coldly: "Hey, I know you want to survive, so just show me that you can
What will you do to stay alive!"
"No, look, Mr. Obadiah, my leather shoes are a little dirty!"
"Oh, damn it, what was I thinking? How could Mr. Obadiah, who is famous throughout New York, shine my shoes?"
After hearing this, Obadiah trembled all over, and his pale face turned red instantly.
He understood what the clown said.
He put down his dignity and used the towel that blocked his mouth to wipe the clown's leather shoes without a trace of dust.
He wiped it with great care, not leaving any small area untouched.
He wiped it side by side, just to survive.
Seeing this, the clown sighed and said: "Mr. Obadiah, you are a person who has done great things, but this is not enough, it is not enough to prove your desire for survival..."
"The same small matter of shining shoes cannot be compared with such a big matter as exchanging lives. In short? You don't have enough chips... However, you still showed me the determination to live, which is great. Very exciting.
People admire..."
"A moment of weakness will not make me look down on you. This forbearance deserves respect... So, please continue!"
The clown Zhou Ran pulled up a chair and sat on it. He crossed his legs, showed the soles to Obadiah, and said with great indifference: "If you want to make a pair of leather shoes clean, you can't just wipe the uppers.
, also pay attention to its soles."
Obadiah looked at the soles in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the muscles all over his body tensed instantly, like an angry lion, but he gave up after a moment.
He knew very well how weak he was in front of this guy.
Now he can only endure it and endure this humiliation that he has never experienced before.
Obadiah closed his eyes, held a towel in his mouth and began to wipe the soles of the clown's shoes.
"Hey, hey, sir, open your eyes. How can you tell whether it's clean or unclean when you close your eyes?" Clown Zhou Ran shrugged and said with a smile.
After hearing this, Obadiah's eyes were red and his expression was extremely angry. His heavy and rapid breathing and rapid heartbeat resounded throughout the room.
But what can he do?
When you can't resist, you can only choose to endure.
He began to wipe the soles of the clown's shoes.
The surface of the clown leather shoes is very clean, but the soles are not very clean and are full of dust.
However, it’s time to get clean next.
Five minutes later.
Obadiah stopped polishing his shoes. He had polished the leather shoes as clean as possible.
Clown Zhou Ran nodded, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and it could be seen that he was very satisfied.
He coughed slightly, clapped, and said with appreciation: "Mr. Obadiah, I didn't realize that you are quite suitable for the job of shining shoes."
"I am very satisfied with your behavior. Really, it is rare to see people who polish their shoes so cleanly. This is really worthy of praise."
The clown Zhou Ran paused and continued: "However, I am very confused. Just biting this dirty towel, are you trying to prove to me your great achievements? Prove that you wiped it very clean, right?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't feel any of your great achievements. That dirty towel is really an eyesore! Mr. Obadiah, I think you should understand what I mean... A smart person like you shouldn't need me to waste
Use your tongue to explain!"
"Fuck!" Obadiah stood up suddenly, used his intact hand to tear off the towel in his mouth, and cursed angrily: "Mother Fuck! You are playing with me! You didn't even want it.
Let me go!"
Everything happens again and again, never again.
Obadiah finally woke up. He had been deceived. The guy in front of him had never let him go. He just wanted to suffer endless humiliation before he died!
He is playing with himself!
The clown Zhou Ran nodded, let out a long sigh, and said faintly: "Oh, it's a pity that you still discovered it... The game ended suddenly, it's a bit boring..."
"Obadiah, you have disappointed me... You should keep trying, keep trying, and then at the last moment, I will destroy your hope, and then the game will really end."
"Damn it! Who are you?" Obadiah gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and his words were full of anger and grievance: "I remember that I have never provoked you, why do you do this to me?"
"Mr. Police Officer, if you want to kill me, then kill me directly... Why do you have to put my dignity under your feet and trample on it?"
The clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows and said: "Because it's more fun that way... Well, you're right, you didn't provoke me, but you provoked people you shouldn't have provoked..."
"Someone who shouldn't be provoked?" Obadiah frowned, gritted his teeth, and roared angrily: "Damn! It turns out you were sent here by that bastard!"
"Jake, this damn little bastard, how many secrets does he hide... As expected, he is the worst one, and that harmless face is all faked by him!"
"Damn it! Why didn't I discover all this earlier!"
"Huh!" Obadiah took a deep breath, overturned the table in front of him, smashed it at the clown, and then ran out of the prison in large strides.
As he ran, he shouted: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming quickly!"
Seeing this, the clown Zhou Ran shook his head and said helplessly: "Hey, Mr. Obadiah, you are really dishonest. Your behavior makes me very uncomfortable."
"It seems that I need to teach you a lesson so that you can calm down. If you really make a little noise, it's actually nothing... After all, there are no awake policemen around here. They have all been knocked unconscious by me.
”
The clown Zhou Ran shrugged, took out a silenced pistol from his arms, and aimed it at Obadiah.
A gun is fast from seven steps away, and a gun is fast and accurate within seven steps.
"biu!"
"biu!"
"biu!"
Three gunshots.
All three of Obadiah's legs were shot, and he fell to the ground and curled up into a ball.
The clown Zhou Ran slowly came to Obadiah and kicked Obadiah hard on the lower back.
Obadiah, who was curled up into a ball, spread out again.
The clown's lesson will not stop here. He needs to vent his anger. This damn bastard in front of him dares to do something like assassinating Jake!
He has announced Obadiah's death, but will never allow him to die easily.
The clown Zhou Ran stepped hard on Obadiah's chest, and then slowly leaned down.
He held down Obadiah's head, opened Obadiah's mouth, took out a brand new towel from his arms, and stuffed it into Obadiah's mouth.
His movements were very rough, and soon all the towels were stuffed into Obadiah's mouth. This was just the beginning.
With a "Gurgling" sound, the towel was still going down, and it entered Obadiah's throat and into Obadiah's stomach little by little.