Chapter 37 The Gift of the Clown

"Tick, tick..." I suddenly received a text message on my mobile phone, just a few repeated words, but ended with a bomb symbol. The call number was very strange, and it was not clear who was doing it.

Originally, I was looking for the hidden criminal mentioned by the Martian, but I didn't expect such a strange thing to happen. After thinking about it, is this a code?

Bomb!

If Luther doesn't do this, the chimpanzee's methods are more advanced, and it seems that only the clown will be so direct. I immediately accelerated the search and have to find a few helpers by the way.

First came to the fifth floor. I knocked on Batman's door and was the most experienced to deal with the clown. Batman asked me blankly: "Dinner?"

Well, I didn't sweat a lot. Just as I was trying to explain the situation, the mobile phone suddenly rang again, and it was still the mysterious man. Then I sent a big clown smiling face and a countdown stopwatch pattern, with only 20 minutes left.

I hurriedly showed the text message to Batman, and the other party immediately looked gloomy (it was already very gloomy to wear a mask) and said for a long time, "Joker? Damn, we have to act quickly."

Without saying a word, he rushed out of the gate and flew downstairs with a rope in one hand. It was indeed an action faction. Since there were superheroes here, I was also lazy. Then I knocked on the door and called out Superman and the Flash. As soon as the two comrades heard that Batman's old enemies were chasing after them, they were very indignant.

"It's too much. It's rare for the little bat to decide to take a vacation. Why did he come here to make trouble?" Before the Flash finished speaking, the man had rushed to the fifth floor, and Superman also flew downstairs and told me to evacuate the crowd quickly.

I said, "This should be done by the Flash. I'll be responsible for taking care of the wind downstairs." But when I spoke, Superman had already flown downstairs and had to knock on the door one by one.

The first unlucky person I called out was Zhan Zhao, who was sleeping late and asked me sleepily, "Why? Don't let people live in broad daylight?"

I said, "You continue to sleep at noon. Can't you let people live?" Without saying a word, he grabbed Zhan Zhao and asked him to run errands with me.

In Luban's room, there happened to be several old comrades drinking tea and greeting us to taste tea. I said that the wind was tight and came out to escape for their lives. Several old comrades were so scared that they came out with a pony. Then they came down to be the room of Big and small Joe. As soon as they opened the door, the two beautiful girls were playing COSPLAY with Pang Tong, spies, nurses and torture. Asked, Zhan Zhao's nosebleed directly spewed out. Yi Yin covered his eyes and said that he was rude. I coughed and said nonsense: "That king covers the earth tiger, borrows the east wind in advance, or... Zhan Zhao!" Without saying a word, he quickly fled with two beautiful girls between them.

Next, Su Shi, Huo Yuanjia, father and mother, seven heroes and five rats were harmed by me. The two heroes were the most depressed. The living people were at the critical moment when they were pushed by me and the five rats and ran out of the magic platform.

Comrades trotted all the way behind and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Su Tian? He just came back and is going to escape?"

I said, "It's not an escape, but a drill, a disaster relief drill. Let's gather in the lobby downstairs as soon as possible. I will continue to find someone."

When I sent everyone down, I said that I had to find the key bomb, otherwise I couldn't solve the problem. I passed by the Flash on the way. I hurriedly asked him, "Have you found it?"

The Flash ran downstairs, leaving only one sentence: "Three have been discharged, and I guess there are still unreveiled."

Three? God knows that Comrade Clown will bury a few. In case it is two digits or three digits, it will be troublesome. Thinking about it, he suddenly received another text message: "Ten digits or single digits, this is a problem." The smiling face of the clown.

Ten digits or single digits are still a trap. I suddenly thought that there might be no more than ten. Suddenly, I stopped downstairs and there was a violent fight, but someone said in a shrill voice, "Oh, the unlucky dead bat is angry? Maybe he has no chance to win this time.

There is no need to ask if it must be a clown comrade. I don't know if the legend is so bad. I hurried downstairs to watch. Batman beat the clown, which is a once-in-a-lifetime drama. I ran over and saw that the two of them were really strangling each other's necks.

I said how to intervene. I picked up a chair and picked up a stone. I raised my index finger or a positive finger. Then I rushed over. The boy worshipped Guanyin and exploded a person's **... Then I heard someone's twisted scream. Why, why, at this time, Comrade Zhang San stepped in and unfortunately became a sacrifice. Product.

I stopped my hand for a while, and at the same time, the battle between the Joker and Batman has been divided. The Joker was beaten to the ground, but still pointed to Zhang San laughed: "It's really a cup. It's better than my bomb."

"Do you want to be like him?" Batman lowered his voice and said that he actually raised the bat dart.

NO, NO! I don't want to be like him." The clown shook his head, "Actually, I'm also here for vacation, so it's just a gift, and the time has come!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of ribbons from several places, followed by strange music, singing as if it were Merry Christmas. Of course, the lyrics were changed and completely used to satirize Batman.

This is a gift. The clown is a clown. I asked if I should dial 110. Wang Laowu appeared at the right time and said behind me, "No, he is also our guest, and he has paid for what he did just now."

I turned around and my face was distorted: "Leader, corruption, okay!"

After being busy for a long time, I can finally calm down. I went back to my room and planned to sleep. Tomorrow is another good day.