"Everyone, I want to play a game with you!"

Seeing the clown's serious appearance, the six villains all had numb scalps. They knew very well how terrifying the clown's methods were. To put it bluntly, the clown's deterrence in the underworld of Gotham is much stronger than him. If it were the professional term for veteran drivers, it would be the gap between five consecutive hairpin bends.

"Boss clown, don't joke. If you want to take over our territory and brother, just say it, we won't resist you." The arrogant black man swallowed secretly, as cowardly as a quail at this moment.

Others agreed, expressing their willingness to kneel down and lick the clown, and attaching various slanderous flatteries.

On TV, the clown turned a deaf ear and said the rules of the game: "A very simple game, there is a password box behind the toilet, and the keys of handcuffs are locked in the alley. I want you to open the box within ten minutes, untied the shackles and leave the toilet."

"As for the password of the box, you need to think about it. There is a math problem on the ceiling. If you solve the answer, you can get the password!"

The six people were relieved when they heard this. The black man reached out and wiped the sweat on his head: "Hahaha, clown boss, you are really interesting, but don't make such a joke next time."

As he said that, the black man raised his head and looked at the questions on the ceiling, his face became increasingly ugly. As a poor student, he was shamelessly unable to understand the questions. Not only him, but the others were all confused. What do those symbols mean? Is the Da Vinci password?

"I know you can't solve this problem. In fact, no one can solve this problem yet. But it doesn't matter. There is a hacksaw behind the toilet. You can use it to cut off your legs. Ten minutes will be enough for you to cut off your legs and leave the toilet."

When the clown was full of bloody words, the six people were stunned. If the clown was joking, his expression would be too serious.

"Boss Clown, are you kidding, right?" Everyone panicked when the hacksaw was found out after it was caught from the toilet.

"Idiot, what are you afraid of? The clown is a lunatic. He said he wanted to play games, so you just play games. What if I don't play?" Between life and death, there are always a few people's IQs that explode.

"Yes, I'm waiting here, someone will come to save me."

"That's right, my men are not idiots. They will find me. Even if they can't find it, the Siberian wild wolf I have can find it with its excellent sense of smell. Guys, you don't know how fierce it is, my house is almost demolished by it. Although I haven't tried it, I know that it can fight three pitbulls alone!"

"Hahaha, you're right. Besides, isn't there any Batman? He's a superhero and won't let the clown do evil!"

As they were talking, the few people burst into laughter. They were extremely proud of the clown.

The clown on the TV screen also laughed: "I forgot to remind you that I added some gadgets to the room, and after ten minutes, they will start on their own."

As he finished speaking, the screen turned and he came to a closed room. Six unlucky guys were locked by the toilet. Some were holding hacksaws and saw their legs, some were kneeling on the ground to calculate the problem, and some were lying motionless.

The mottled images were a little blurry and there was no sound, but the six scumbags always felt a little furious when they looked at them.

"Why...they want to play this game? Are they crazy?"

The picture answered their doubts, and a large amount of smoke suddenly appeared in the room. It was the clown's favorite laughter gas. The increased dose of laughter gas filled wildly, and the richness of stretching out his hand was gone. About two minutes later, the laughter gas was evacuated by the activated ventilation fan, and only six corpses were left in the picture.

The image was frozen, and the deceased and ferocious face was curled up in an incredible curve. The indescribable pain was spoken in his eyes, which contrasted with the strange smile, making the dead look creepy.

The six people were frightened, and the picture seemed to be their future.

"It is up to you to decide whether to live or die!" On the TV screen, the clown appeared again. After saying this, he sat still in a motionless position.

"Boss Clown, please let us go, we will serve you, I promise!"

"I will be your most loyal servant. I will give you all my money and territory. Please let me go."

The villains swear, crying and begging for mercy, trying to exchange for the clown's sympathy, but the clown on the TV did not move, as if the pause button was pressed.

bite!

A red number lights up on the wall, 09:59, and the countdown begins.

"No----"

The villains were completely panicked now. When they knew that begging was useless, they cursed the clown with the most vicious words. The blood-red countdown beating like a heart, and every beat would mean that their lives would be reduced by one second. In despair, the desire to survive forced them to start saving themselves.

Some people picked up the hacksaw, some people looked at the math problems above their heads, and some people had the idea of ​​a password box.

Ten minutes is enough to try the password hundreds of times, what if you get the right one!

With such a lucky idea, the two villains broke their hands after entering the wrong password three times, and the explosion box was broken on the spot. They were not dead for a while and fell to the ground and wailed shrillly. The remaining four people jumped suddenly, listened to the wailing in their ears, and picked up the hacksaw with their trembling hands.

At this time they have three choices, iron chains, water pipes, and calves!

It is obviously impossible to cut off iron chains and water pipes with a saw blade, so there is only one last option. It undoubtedly takes great courage to make this decision. They can use a dagger to cut other people's arteries while grinning, thereby proving their cruelty, but they really let them use a knife to themselves, and use a saw to cut off their legs alive...

Sorry, they can't do it!

The countdown jumped one second and one second, and time had never passed so quickly. Two of the six villains were blown off their hands, and two had already broken their minds. The last two picked up hacksaws and started to saw them screaming.

There is no funny mistake of sawing the wrong leg. The hacksaw brought in gurgling plasma every time. With screams and curses, they frequently looked up at the countdown, and the sweat as big as beans and tears flowed down together.

With one minute left, death approached the two of them bit by bit. The faint cold air of the sickle made them fall into an ice cave. As if they heard the murmuring of death, the black man howled miserably, and the hacksaw in his hand suddenly accelerated. Stimulated by him, the other man also quickly sawed it with the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Crack-Crack-Crack-

"Ah, I saw it off, I saw it off." The black man burst into tears, looked at the countdown of 20 seconds on the wall, and jumped towards the door with one leg.

Another unlucky guy who had not succeeded, somehow suddenly gave up on himself and broke off the saw and started crying.

The black man ignored him, jumped to the door with one foot, and pushed the door with ecstasy... no push!

After exerting force, he still didn't push it. He looked down and saw that the crack in the door was welded to death. A strong sense of fear hit his heart. The black man hammered the door a few times and ran to the TV screen, because he forgot that he had only one leg now and fell to the ground.

"No, you said, we will choose life and death... Why?" The black man raised his head, and his psychological journey from joy to despair, from ups and downs made him yell like crazy.

Just when he thought the clown’s image was a video, the clown on TV suddenly lowered his head, grinned and showed a signature smile, and his fishy teeth merged up and down: "Sorry, I lied to you!"

Hiss-

The countdown was zero, and the green misty gas erupted from the corner of the wall. After inhaling the laughter, the facial features of the black man quickly became distorted. Not only him, but everyone in the toilet seemed to have forgotten the pain and fear and laughed out loud.

The clown watched everything coldly until the house was filled with green. He curled his lips and turned the picture to another room. The room was full of staff, with only six, and they were all at a loss just now.

"Scum, welcome to the Joker's game, you need redemption!!!"

...

night!

Gotham City!

In the brightly lit city, policemen patrolling the bustling commercial areas, or high-end places where capitalists and powerful people enter and exit. In a word, police force is limited and they cannot take into account the entire city. For some relatively simple gathering places of poor people, they often say that "don't go out at night, go to bed early and get up early and get up early."

In the secluded corner, a scream sounded, and the street lights could not be seen. A young girl dressed in a workplace was chasing by a group of hooligans and gangsters.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!