Chapter 89 Heroes, Villains, and Clowns

The more I recall those dreams on the farm, listen to a few words, and remember Guan Fuyun’s father’s words.

Even to practice it personally.

The more John felt.

So true!

Whether it's Superman, Batman, or even his former self, he's a native of the Vought Company.

A fundamental poet.

But a more beautiful and popular product.

Watt Company, Deep Sea, and Locomotive once fought with each other because of their popularity, fans, and the order of their speeches...

It's the same in the DC world.

Popularity, support rate... have been turned into belief and will. In order to prove themselves, everyone is hysterical and uses any means.

This world is just a huge Watt Corporation, absurd and hopeless.

Just like him, he never left the laboratory.

"I really envy you."

"Azu."

"You have a farm, a father, a career, pets..."

"And my life is nothing but despair."

In the corner, behind Wonder Woman, behind Batman, beyond Superman.

John followed like a madman.

It's like a whole Walt company, he himself is the whole actor and the whole audience.

He looked at Bruce Wayne and Clark, dressed in fancy clothes.

Meet as Batman and Superman.

Batman asked that sentence——

“Do gods bleed too?”

Seriously.

Even in Vought, this scene is a classic in film history, requiring many people to modify lines, script, shoot, and edit.

And here it is.

This scene was so perfect and natural, but John was the only one in the audience.

What an irony.

What’s even more ironic is that he is a resounding native of his country, but now he has no audience or fans left.

Also at this moment.

John became more and more certain and convinced that the only answer in the multiverse and countless time and space was Guan Daddy.

It wasn't until he met Azu in his dream that he got a glimpse of a normal, happy life where he could really do whatever he wanted.

Only then did he realize how poor he was.

His poverty consists of picking up garbage and eating rats, and he has no real care or companionship. He has never received love.

"Azu, Azu. You have left the laboratory since you were a child, and I want to be domesticated, indoctrinated, and made into a product. You have a haven from the wind, your affection and dedication are always responded to, and you have the warmth of home. "

"And I have nothing."

"Azu, Azu. I want to be a hero, but I always fail."

"John, John. By imitating other people's happiness and imitating the same person, can you really get other people's lives?"

"Azu, Azu, let me go."

Gotham City, late at night.

Batman and Superman are gone.

John was homeless and wandering in the streets full of sin and laughter. He did not show Bizarro's ability.

But like a failed man, kicking bottles everywhere.

Swinging limbs.

Like a crazy dancer, swaying on the darkest stage, he is the puppet of fate.

his audience.

He is a murderer, villain, and evil that can be seen everywhere in Gotham City.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of gunfire was endless.

"What a shame!"

Occasionally, the window would be opened, and someone would throw out the body with a playful smile and say: "Police station, come wash the floor!"

Scream, cry, wail, pray.

A medley of voices fills Gotham City.

However, when the chaos, disorder, and madness reach a threshold, hysterical laughter appears.

The city suddenly became quiet again.

It was like the real King of Hell appeared, and then the little ghosts retreated and went back to their homes.

Ta, da, da.

On a deserted street, in the distance.

Opposite John.

Another dancer appeared on the stage. He was wearing a purple suit, shiny leather shoes, a frighteningly pale face, and green algae heads swaying like waterweed on his neck.

"Hehehe, hahahahaha!"

He looked at John as if he had seen a new and unique toy, with a smile on his face and the corners of his mouth slowly tearing to both sides, as if he wanted to tear his entire face apart.

He has no past and does not care about the future. He is a symbol of chaos and madness, and his main focus is the beauty of his mental state.

There are only three types of people in DC.

Heroes, villains, clowns.

He is a clown.

"Hey hehe, do you want to dance too?"

Like a disguised geek or a lanky ghost, the clown danced all the way around in a twisted and grotesque dance.

He looked at John like a ghost looking at a human being.

Sudden!

Like magic, he pulled the gun from his sleeve, pointed it at John, and pulled the trigger.

"biu!"

A small flag shot out of the gun.

"Are you surprised?"

The clown circles John.

John: "..."

John said nothing. He stopped dancing and his eyes darkened.

"So, am I going to die?"

The Joker laughs hysterically and likes to show the world the meaninglessness of life by causing pain and death.

And don’t begrudge your own life.

As long as it’s fun enough, as long as it’s crazy enough, as long as it’s fun enough.

"Yes." John nodded, his eyes shining.

"Why?"

"Because you and Batman are old enemies. If I want to kill him, I have to kill you too. This is the safest way to prevent you from going crazy."

"Oh, yo, that's so interesting."

Hearing this, the clown seemed to have heard the funniest, most ignorant, and most whimsical joke in the world. He held his belly, pointed at John, grinned infinitely, and said with a hysterical smile: "Well done, well played. ah!"

"Please be gentle when you kill me..."

The words have not yet finished.

The clown's head was pulled out by John.

Poof!

Blood splattered on his face.

John was used to it, he crushed the clown's body bit by bit, destroying the corpse and destroying all traces.

I'm afraid that this isn't enough.

He was afraid, too afraid, afraid of failure, afraid of not being able to see his father.

So he crawled down, bit by bit, bit by bit, and ate the clown's flesh, body, and brain.

"whee."

After doing all this, John suddenly smiled with a smile on his face.

yes.

He is not God.

He has always been a product that lacks love, has low self-esteem, is arrogant, sensitive, suspicious, and paranoid.

He only wants to get love and family, but some things cannot be achieved by hard work.

He was not the one picked up by the official father, and Ryan stabbed him in the back repeatedly.

You can only fail again and again with your own abilities.

All of this made him more extreme, greedy, crazy and twisted.

but……

Even if he is as humble as a maggot, he still wants and should see the official father. That was his last little blanket.

"It would be great if Ryan came to this world too."

"A natural superhuman with Compound No. 5."

"Eat him."

"The reinforcement obtained should be stronger than the injection of No. 5 compound."

John wiped his mouth and said, from then on he transformed into a man who cannibalizes his motherland.

In his opinion.

If there are enough compound No. 5, or there are enough temporary No. 5 compounds.

It's completely possible to create a super army.

It is used to deal with Steppenwolf who senses the vibration of the Mother Box after Superman's death.

As for Darkseid?

We have to wait until we get the Anti-Life Equation.

According to the officer’s father, Darkseid is the ruler of Apokolips, the most terrifying planet in the DC worldview.

He is also one of the most terrifying and powerful new gods in the DC multiverse, the powerful new god who destroyed the New Creation Star.

It is normally open to Superman 64.

That's a pretty tricky existence.

"After you kill Superman, you must find a way and go back to Walt."

…

The next day.

Luthor arranged a special wheelchair, which ignited the employees of Wayne Enterprises and also ignited the Superman hearing scene.

Accidents happen in front of all mankind.

The situation is on the verge of breaking out and out of control.

Batman directly seizes the kryptonite, makes equipment, lights the bat lamp, and makes a date with Superman.

The pinnacle of superpowers and the pinnacle of physical abilities.

collision!

Same as on the set of the movie Dawn of Justice.

These two heavyweights are fighting, talking about the awesome bird eating the awesome guy, and my grandpa's mortal body, beating the gods on earth.

It's true that grass grows.

With the words "Martha gave birth to her", the two people who were originally fighting to the death immediately shook hands and made peace. Hey, send them both, buddy, it was just a joke.

That's when.

Superman's nemesis and one of the most powerful biological weapons in the DC universe, Doomsday.

On the stage.

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