Chapter 2309 (1/2)

In the dungeon of justice hall, a clown with mud face and stink is squatting in a corner of the cell. He is drawing a swimming duck with lipstick on the wall, laughing and talking with a spoon, amusing himself.

”Perfect painting, this is the Phoenix, gagaga... What? You said my dear chief of police responded? I have to see it. Oh, he seems to be really out of his body. As agreed before the death knell, everything is under the control of the dark mercenary. Remember to remind me that the next time I play with Batman, I can hire the knell to help

It's like the clown's fragmentary reading. Gordon in the other corner of the room was originally perfumed and swearing since he entered the cell. However, he seemed to be suddenly quiet a few minutes ago. At this time, he was drooling with dementia.

The glittering and translucent lines one by one fell down, wetting a small piece of metal floor tiles.

The clown who painted on the wall turned his head and was immediately happy. He picked up the lipstick in his hand and prepared to add a buff to Gordon, that is, to draw a cheerful smile.

But then Mr. spoon in his chest pocket said something to him. His left hand caught his right hand and almost fell down.

”What? You said I promised the death knell, yes, but why should I listen to him? Can't I go back on my word? Br >

, if the spoon is a threat to the bat, it makes sense The clown shrunk his smile, and his two corners of his mouth turned down: ”if Batman doesn't play with me and fights with Superman every day, I'll... Whine.”

With that, he actually began to cry. He didn't know what he thought of, or switched to a negative personality.

Spoon:...

”OK, I know, let's listen to him.”

The clown looked at the monotonous ceiling of the cell, sighed, and then punched himself heavily in the stomach.

Along with the yellowish stomach acid being vomited out, there were many solid residues of different sizes in the liquid, which was just the tablets that another ”Hally” had given him not long ago.

The clown fell on the ground and gave himself a few punches. He rolled around in the sound of laughter. After a while, he gasped and picked up the medicine that had not been digested.

As if he was picking beans from a pool of excrement, he gradually found pleasure, and his mouth turned up again. He also sang an impromptu ditty of ”one, two twinkles.”.

The pills soon gathered together a small handful, but some sticky, some smelly.

He went to Gordon, who was in a daze at the corner of the wall, opened the director's mouth with a smile, and patted the palm of the medicine in that mouth.

The chief's Adam's Apple moved up and down, and those pills were swallowed. The next second, the two eyes behind his lens were whirling wildly.

At the beginning of the universe, there was only chaos, and then unknown death and darkness were bred in the void.

Then, as a balance of those concepts, ”love” was born in some unknown way, bringing with it a song of order and light.

I don't know how long has passed, how many great changes have taken place in the universe. After that, on a planet, she was born.

In the early times, the age of Queen Hippolyte and the gods of the Amazon, when men shaped civilization with war and desire, she built a city-state of women, a place free from greed and hatred.

The queen and her sisters opened a road for her people with peaceful words and weapons. They fought ferociously and ruled mercifully. They won countless honors in the name of Amazon.

The glory was so great that they became the hearts of the Olympian gods. Zeus gave them endless life and created a paradise island for them.

This is a trade-off. The price of immortality is the eternal guard. The underworld of Paradise Island is sealed with the Titans who once fought with Olympus and all kinds of terror weapons they have made.

Mortals can never find the location of Paradise Island. The mist on the sea covers it forever. Women live a plain but glorious life.