Chapter 848: 6. Madman (Part 2)

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Alexander Pierce has encountered many enemies in his life.
He was on the battlefield with Fury when he was young, and in Vietnam, they were in danger two or more times.
After retiring, he became a secret agent again and fell into a trap.
Being hit by bullets, stabbed by knives, beaten, tortured, these past shapes Pierce's tough character.
The old man seemed fearless.
But he still had nasty things, like staying in the same room as the clown at this moment, which made Pierce feel uncomfortable.
The lunatic's eyes walked around Pierce, staring at him as if he had been twisted hard.
That bad feeling made Pierce frown.
He is an absolute believer in order.
And this guy in front of him comes from the chaos of nothing.
That's what Pierce hated most.
"Hello, sir."
The clown was standing in the imprisonment room. He made an exaggerated gesture to lean over, and the funny look represented his professional strength in this aspect.
If this guy honestly becomes a comedian, it is estimated that he will be quite successful.
But unfortunately, many things in this world can't just look at appearances.
"Why don't you speak? Lord."
The clown kept leaning down, and he didn't raise his head until more than ten seconds later, looking at Pierce, he said in surprise:
"Shouldn't you tell me something now? For example, let me kill someone for you..."
"Gotham's gangsters are like this. They were afraid of a neuropathy, so they found another neuropathy to deal with him."
Speaking of which, the clown scratched his chin, and he thought about it:
"Well, think about it now, that business was really a loss...I should ask for something more."
Pierce still didn't speak. He just leaned on the cane and looked at the clown calmly, his finger sliding on the cane.
The power of the Golden Apple was attracted. In the silent confrontation, the clown's eyes became a little blank, and this guy who seemed to have ADHD also became quieter.
"Arthur, I need you to do something."
Pierce said softly:
"You like playing games, right?"
"I want to invite you to play a game with one of my friends... I need you to help me hold him back, let him be in a hurry, and let him have no time to take care of other things, as long as one month... one month is enough.
"It sounds interesting..."
The clown said dryly, which nodded Pierce with satisfaction.
This guy is still an ordinary person. Although he has some dark wisdom in his head, he can't resist the invasion of Golden Apple.
"But, I refuse!"
"Ok?"
Pierce's smile froze in his face.
In front of him, the clown's eyes restored the cunning and chaotic hyperactivity. He seemed to easily get rid of the golden apple's thinking manipulation, which made Pierce surprised.
"Cough, lunatics and neuropathy are naturally immune to thought control."
Mrs. Hydra softly reminded behind Pierce:
"Otherwise Merlin doesn't need to delete all his memories at all, and a little change will make him the most honest ordinary person..."
"Uh, okay."
Pierce, who made a joke, was a little embarrassed.
In front of him, the clown's eyes rolled. He looked at the cane in Pierce's hand. He said:
"What's that? It looks funny. I can hear my brain talking to me. That feels great. Can you give it to me? Generous big man."
"This one?"
Pierce shook his walking stick, and said with a smile:
"Of course, but you have to promise me first."
This request seemed to make the clown very tangled. He frowned and thought for a few seconds, then stepped back and shook his head:
"No, I still refuse!"
"why?"
Pierce asked:
"Don't you like playing games?"
"I like it, but that depends on who plays with it."
The clown sat back in his chair, boringly pulled out the playing cards, while shuffling skillfully, he said:
"I had a good playmate before, and I played with him very happy and happy, but a nasty guy drove me out of my playground, and no one played with me again."
He turned his head to pierce with a malicious smile, he said:
"Who do you let me deal with? Those disgusting heroes? No, that's not too challenging... It's like grabbing a lollipop from a kid. Those of you heroes are all in strength and brains. It's full of muscles."
"I don't like to play with those violent people, they will beat me, it hurts."
The clown touched his cheek, he said:
"I'm crazy, but I won't take the initiative to fight, it's not interesting to play with them."
"Then do you hate the person who drove you out of the playground?"
Pierce asked again:
"You know who he is, right?"
"Of course, I know."
The clown said boringly:
"I am not a primitive person living in a cave. I also read newspapers and news. I know his name is Merlin. I know that he is a terrible and terrible guy, especially my dear Larson gave it back to me. some documents."
Speaking of which, the clown looked at Mrs. Hydra again. He licked his lips. He said:
"Speaking of which, Larson, come and thump me..."
Mrs. Hydra ignored him at all.
Although the present appearance is a kind old lady, but Madam Hydra's soul is a high-cold beauty, she does not bother to deal with crazy people like clowns.
"I invite you to play a game with Merlin."
Pierce is no longer obscure, he said generously:
"Don't you hate him? You also know how difficult Merlin is to deal with, and you know how much energy he has under his command, and playing games with such people is challenging, right? Just like you were in Gotham and Batman. .."
"In my opinion, Merlin is also very similar to Batman, don't you think?"
"Like? No!"
The clown growled angrily:
"You are not allowed to compare the two of them! The two of them are not the same kind of people!"
"Well, they are indeed friends, or very close friends. I can see that there is a deep feeling between them, which makes me jealous."
"But they are different!"
The clown held out his hands and waved in the air. He chattered and said:
"Batman is the kind... what to say?"
"That's the kind of thing that's hard to describe... baby! Yeah, baby! And Merlin, Merlin is just a bottom-line, stronger Batman, he's more boring than Batman."
The guy withdrew his finger and scratched his chin. His eyes rolled twice, and he said to Pierce:
"But think about it, he's not as boring as I thought..."
"Well, if you can allow me to pull Batman into this game, then I will do it!"
"Yes, whatever you want."
Pierce nodded and said to the clown:
"I only have one request to hold Merlin, and, to control the situation, not to hurt the innocent!"
"Hey! These are two requests!"
The clown screamed:
"Your math teacher will jump out of the grave and grab your collar and beat you up...and there are limits, really disappointing! Can't hurt the innocent?"
"Damn, who are you? Are you not a villain, but a saint? Without the participation of innocent people, how boring the game should be, even bystanders!"
"If it is simple, if anyone can do anything, do you think I will come to you?"
Pierce said politely:
"I heard that you are a professional. Someone recommended you to me, or is it true that you are too?"
"Emmmm"
The clown pursed his lips, he seemed to want to refute, but in the end, he could only shrug helplessly, he said to Pierce:
"Okay, you convinced me, man."
He showed a strange smile, he said:
"I will definitely work hard to fulfill your request, entangle Merlin, and then do not hurt the innocent... Yes, I am an honest and trustworthy person, you can definitely rest assured."
"No, I don't worry."
Pierce leaned on his cane and said:
"What is the binding of a madman's promise? To avoid embarrassing things, I chose an assistant for you."
He waved his hand, and a figure appeared quietly behind the clown.
The clown turned around violently, and saw the faceless, scarred face of the Winter Soldier. He seemed to be taken aback and fell to the ground while covering his heart. He complained and said:
"Damn, what are you guys doing? You just can't learn to knock on the door, right?"
"He will be your assistant, he will protect you, and he will obey your orders."
Pierce said to the clown:
"But if you plan to do something that violates our agreement, then he will teach you well for me... the rules, do you understand? The rules are a good thing, within the rules, whatever you want to play! But once it is over line..."
"I know I know."
The clown got up from the ground, he said to Pierce:
"Help me, protect me, and kill me when necessary, I know, it's always the same old thing, you are really not creative when you threaten people, but I don't care."
He gritted his hands towards Pierce, and he said:
"The cane is for me. To prepare for a wonderful show, I need to use it."
"Snapped"
Pierce opened the eagle head decoration on the top of the cane and threw the golden golden apple to the clown.
Then, while watching the clown, he took another almost identical golden apple from his pocket and put it in his cane.
This scene made the clown wonder and asked:
"Is this thing originally wholesale? Or, are you actually a magician hiding there? How many do you have?"
"a lot of."
Pierce gave a playful smile. He reached out and patted the clown's shoulder. He said:
"A lot of people are waiting to see your performance...don't let us down."
After that, he left the prison cell accompanied by Mrs. Larson. The door of the house was so open that it represented a dangerous man about to be free.
But the clown did not go out immediately.
Instead, he moved the golden apple in his hand. He looked at the expressionless Winter Soldier beside him. He said:
"Can you go buy some clothes for me? It's a torment to wear this expensive thing... I need a cheap shirt, a purple suit, remember, don't be too expensive..."
"I like cheap things."
After a while, I didn't know that I found a cane from there. I learned the clown who put the golden apple in the cane like Pierce, and arrived at Wesker's office.
He reached out and knocked on the door, but did not walk into the office.
Behind him, the Winter Soldier was carrying a package, and they were leaving. They left here forever in the eyes of others sending the of plague, and never came back.
"Wesker, my friend."
The clown stood at the door, and Wesker whistled across the expressionless face. He said:
"I'm going, we may not see you again, I'm planning a really fun game..."
"Of course I am so poor and there is nothing to give you, but I will wish you a happy life."
He grinned, waved at Wesker, and then left the Winter Soldier with a big swing.
Wesker watched the leave, and a few minutes later, he came to the clown's cell, where he looked at the last card left on the table.
The card was turned over and placed in the center of the table.
Wesker held out his black-gloved hand, picked up the card, and placed it in front of him.
That is a joker card.
On the card, a clown clown's head was drawn with dried blood. Under the clumsy painting, there was a line of crooked characters.
"Crazy walking with you, friend."
Wesker's mouth curled up, showing a strange smile.
But at the next moment, he returned to his expressionless coldness. He put the card in his pocket, and then turned away from the empty room.
He will continue to visit the laboratory, this is something he must do every day.
On the other side, on a private plane taking off from Raccoon City, a clown wearing a bargain was sitting in the cabin, holding a newspaper in his hand and a lollipop in his other hand.
He looked at what was said in the newspaper about the New York Heroes Association's establishment of the sixth branch association in the Los Angeles area. The guy's painted face showed a disdainful smile.
"Resolute superheroes and unresolute mortals...mutants and humans...wisdom and the world..."
"Dear Merlin, why do you have to forcibly combine these things that should not be put together? They should be opposites, they should be conflicting, they should be chaotic."
"Order, la..."
"Boring things, fragile things, are as ridiculous as the human nature that Batman has been talking about."
"In this world, these people will only praise the virtue when they are safe, and once the chaos comes, those protected by you will abandon you mercilessly!"
"Then, step on your feet you..."
The clown threw away the newspaper, put the lollipop in his mouth, then rubbed his hands excitedly, he said:
"bring it on..."
"Let everything return to what it should be, let the clown teacher teach you something."
"Let the game...start!"
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