Chapter 5

The heavy rain did not mean to stop at all. The dark clouds on their heads became more dense. The numerous dead bodies around them made Su Ming feel indescribable.

He wanted to talk to Cindy and have fun together, but she was more focused on the task and didn't respond to his jokes.

As the clown once said, a person, a city, if you want to fall into chaos and madness, in fact, you just need someone to push behind you.

He pushed Harry and the double faced man, and Su Ming is now the one who was pushed.

After the crazy killing, he felt great. It was like drinking a cold beer in dog days. From inside to outside, every cell of his body was cheering.

He turned his head to look at the many dead bodies behind him, while Cindy did not pay attention to his abnormality, looking for the door of the building.

The building where Halle is located is also full of nonsense style. The door facing the street before was actually painted with paint. It is actually a wall made of thick red brick.

"Well, there is no door. We have to climb up the wall."

Cindy took off the rope and claw from her belt. Originally, she just came to talk to Harry, so she didn't want to make things too serious. She broke into the window or something. It was not like being a guest.

Su Ming regained his mind and looked at the building in front of him. His experience made him immediately recognize that there was not only Harry in the room:

"let's go, be careful, you can never guess what's in a madman's home."

Two people simultaneously throw out hook claw, hang steadily on the roof, strong upper limb strength let them climb quickly.

The building had no idea what it was for. The windows on the first floor and the second floor were all blocked. Only the third floor had a poor platform like a lookout post. This should be the place where circus madmen used to shoot passers-by or shoot each other.

When he turned his hand, he fell steadily on it. The rain made everything noisy, and there was no sound in the landing steps.

Cindy arrived at the same time. The two black and yellow masks looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"Hula..."

Su Ming kicked open the window beside him, and his powerful force made all the window frames and glasses fly in. The two men rushed in, holding guns to guard the surrounding area.

"Safe."

Su Ming moved his shoulders. There are lights in the building, so the situation is clear at a glance.

They are now like in a humble college dorm, a long corridor with small rooms closed on both sides. The ground was covered with dust and garbage. God knows how long they haven't cleaned it. The rain on him and Cindy soon turned into small mud pits.

"Don't these lunatics take a bath?"

Cindy shook her head. She didn't seem satisfied with the smell. The helmet of the uniform had a gas mask function, but it didn't block the smell.

Mask people's helmets are specially made, and the smell is also one of the five senses necessary for combat. This special anti-virus technology is more expensive and more precise, which is totally different from the ordinary products outside.

Of course, Su Ming also smelled it. It was a bit like rotten swill, but he was more concerned about the stairs not far away:

"don't care about that. Let's go upstairs and find Hally."

"Wait, there's a trap."

Cindy raised her chin and motioned for him to look. At the corner of the stairs, there was a slightly shiny fishing line.

He went over and opened the trash on the other end of the line. It turned out that the line was connected to a grenade.

The grenade looks custom-made. The whole body is red instead of the green of the common military grenade. It has a big smile painted with white paint. It is a masterpiece of the clown gang.

Yes, this is the entertainment game of those crazy people. In front of them is the famous "crazy laughter after killing a friend with a joke bomb". It can be said that it is their favorite.

No matter when the clowns see this program, and see their crazy killing each other, extremely chaotic scene, they will always emit nervous laughter, feeling their greatness.

"No! Hide

Su Ming immediately responds to come over, when you carry out a prank, of course, you have to watch how embarrassed the person who has been shot.

Since there are grenades that are considered to be pranks, the circus guys are not far away.

As expected, as soon as his voice had just dropped, a steady stream of strange people poured out of the rooms on both sides of the corridor. These crazy people with twisted make-up grinned and ran towards them with open arms.

Cindy and Su Ming certainly don't think it's a friendly welcome, because as they rush out, a dense barrage of bullets and explosives are flying towards them.

Su Ming hides in the corner of the stairs, while Cindy jumps out of the window again and hides on the wooden platform outside the wall.

Then, a series of explosions hit him. He felt like he was locked in a pot of popcorn, and the deafening noise hit his eardrum.The strong airflow swept everything around the explosion point. The strong hot wind made him grasp the handrail of the stairs to not be blown out. He could even see the fragments of the bomb, and with the fragments of exaggerated white paint and smiling face, he wiped a trail of sparks on his shoulder armor.

The people of the circus are still approaching. The explosion just now killed their people, but they don't care at all. Instead, they laugh more happily.

They are like cars or other internal combustion engines, but their fuel is blood.

Other people's blood, or their own, is driven by a chariot called crazy.

Su Ming shakes his head, and there are still stones and garbage flying over his helmet. At this time, the corridor is full of funny clowns, who run to me with all kinds of twisted and exaggerated movements.

"The number of people is about 40, equipped with light guns and cold weapons, and the explosives seem to have run out at present..." he looked out of his head, and the situation in the battlefield appeared in his mind like a picture. The position, moving direction, speed and equipment of each enemy were all kept in mind, and a plan appeared almost at the same time in his mind.

He took a smoke bomb from his uniform and threw it out as soon as he raised his hand. At the same time, he followed him through the bunker.

The smoke obscured everything, all around was white, only the lights in the corridor made people cast a chaotic black shadow, and suddenly the clown gang was in a mess.

They can't see the walls clearly, but they can't see the people around them. They collide with each other and fall over each other, and they make strange shouts and curses.

This is Su Ming's chance. He quickly takes off his shotgun from his back and slams into the smoke.

Cindy is out of the window behind her, and in the smoke, all but herself are enemies.

He has put down his heart knot, no longer hesitated, with the dull gunfire, bursts of fire dyed pale smoke.

...

"not bad, 42 people spend 6 seconds, worthy of being the other world's me."

Cindy jumps in from the window and sits on the edge of the window, posing to look at her watch, but in fact she doesn't need to look at her watch. Her super brain can accurately remember the passing of each second.

At this time, Su Ming is reloading the shotgun. The state is much more bloody than before. The visceral residue and blood spurt all over his body. This is the result of close combat.

There were corpses all around. None of the madmen survived. Either their heads were blown out or their stomachs were opened. In the narrow space, the shotgun played a huge role. As long as the trigger was pulled, several people would fly backward.

"If you have time to count over there, you might as well shoot and help me." Su Ming put the gun back on his back and bent down to pick up a piece of colorful rag and wipe the blood on his body.

"It's just some small minions. It's a waste of human resources for both of them." Cindy said insincerely and went upstairs alone.

"Then at least throw me a cigarette afterwards, or ask me about it."

Su Ming reluctantly follows up. This is the first time he bathes with human blood. However, he feels extremely happy in his heart. So he wants to ask her whether she felt like this at the beginning.

"Well, who called us team-mates now? I can't help you guys. How are you?"

However, Cindy really felt out a cigar and threw it to him. She asked in a tone of coaxing a child.

"I'm fine, thank you." Su Ming didn't like to take the cigarette and put it into his cigarette case. Cindy seemed to have some sexism: "I'm very good except that I don't know whose brain is poured into my neck, and now my chest is sticky."

"Hiss..." Cindy didn't look back, and made a mocking voice: "you like other men, are so beautiful, love clean, I thought your world is a patriarchal society."

Su Ming shrugged. It's not about being clean, is it?

"It's true that the patriarchal society is right, but not everyone has the habit of bathing in blood... But I find that I like the scene full of flesh and blood, do you?"

Cindy continues to go upstairs with the gun. The fourth floor is now a strange calm. When Su Ming was busy with the fire, she was actually guarding the movement of the fourth floor to prevent him from being attacked by the enemy upstairs and down.

"We are the same person in different worlds. I don't need to explain the parallel world theory to you? Although there may be differences in some nuances, I like everything you like. "

Cindy didn't know why the other one asked such a question. In her opinion, she liked warm blood and liked to see others die. It was not a big deal. In Gotham, everyone was so alive.

"How do you deal with this bloodthirsty desire?" Su Ming can accept killing, but he doesn't want to kill for the sake of killing.

If you kill without reason, you become a beast, not a man.

"When you see Haley later, you can ask her. She is a famous psychologist in Gotham, before she went crazy, of course." Cindy raised her head and slowly sidestepped up the steps. The fourth floor was similar in Construction: "anyway, I prefer green things to red blood."So she put out a hand and rubbed her thumb and forefinger in front of Su Ming.

Well, psychologically, it's called empathy. She transfers her desire for blood to money, which is probably why every parallel world, the death knell, chooses to be a mercenary and a killer.

It's killing two birds with one stone to make money while tasting blood.

Su Ming came to Harry to inquire about bats, not to see a doctor. Besides, if she was treated by Harry, she would become more and more crazy.

"No, I'll have a rest when it's daylight... The fourth floor is safe."

Su Ming followed her to the corridor on the fourth floor. The rooms on both sides were empty, but the clown's badge was painted everywhere, a pale smiling face, two eyes were replaced by forks, and the walls were painted colorful, just like a grotto.

Most of the small rooms are stacked with sundries, which are useless. They are basically "prank" items, such as TNT, laughing gas, automatic rifles, and so on. There is also a pile of red rockets like the oversized "flying monkey".

"Hally's upstairs. The music is right above us." Cindy pointed to the top of her finger.

"It's strange that just now we've been doing the same thing as demolishing the building. She didn't respond. It sounds like she's still dancing?" Su Ming tilted his head to listen, but he could still hear the rhythmic trampling sound of high-heeled boots.

Cindy didn't say a word about it. She was taught one thing in Gotham, that is, don't think about what a madman is thinking.

There have been many talented people in Gotham: ventriloquist, Dr. Hugo, Zach, pig face, mime, funny girl, short egg lady and so on. These people are all insane and mentally ill.

All of a sudden, she found a long list in her heart, in which more than half of them were her regular customers. No wonder some tasks were inexplicable and incomprehensible from the beginning to the end.

To tell you the truth, although she has accepted Mick's statement before, she doesn't think that Hally will know any key information. Hally is more like a jester, a close audience of her magic than a performer.

If Cindy chooses, she'd rather go to the shadow dancers league's Talia, who has a weird relationship with Batwoman and is more likely to know where BRICs is. And even if Talia doesn't know, she still has the entire assassin League, at least they're experts in intelligence.

"Come on, let's go up. Since we've all come, it's no harm to ask."

With that she took the lead in following the direction of the music through the long corridor to a closed door.

They looked at each other and opened the door.

The room behind the door is like a circus style nightclub. The colorful lights rotate wildly with the sound of music. In the corner of the room, there are all kinds of circus props and unknown things, such as inflatable barbells, tall ha ha mirrors, big balls and fire rings used in animal training performances.

However, in the middle of the huge dance floor, there was only one ugly little girl, Halle Quinn. She was holding a steel pipe and flying up and down, making all kinds of flexible movements.

The spotlight condenses on her body, the crystal clear sweat falls with her high-speed rotation, and the red and blue horsetail blooms in the air like a flower.

She did not wear her black and red uniform, but wore a short sleeve T-shirt and jeans shorts, showing a beautiful figure and delicate skin. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the joy brought by dance. Her face was full of happy expression, as if she owned the whole world.

She grabbed the steel pipe and danced like a butterfly, but Cindy was very disdainful to the performance of this kind of female male. A big woman, what man should learn to do the pole dance? It's crazy.

She poked at her side, as if Su Ming was stunned. She approached and said:

"there is still a person on the sofa at four o'clock on the dance floor."

Su Ming also saw it. She was about to tell her that there were people sitting with their backs to them. There was only a tip of his head on the back of the high sofa. She kept nodding her head with the music. It seemed that it was the audience that Hallie invited.

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