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    "Let me see there's a little mouse here!" Suddenly there was a voice behind Peter. He looked up and saw a weird clown with his face painted with inferior oil paint, looking down at him from the side of the ship.

    The clown showed a kind smile. He was wearing a purple suit. It looked like it hadn't been washed for a long time and was a little greasy.

    "I knew I could find somesurprises here!"

    "When I found out that the bats found you and these people were looking for you, do you know how surprised I was? You are a living, God-given uncle to Gotham!"

    "It sounds like you know who these people are?" Little Spider asked curiously.

    "Of course, of course they don't like Gotham, and they don't like Spider-Man. They disappear and try to hide themselves, but they don't know that this will only make them more noticeable in the eyes of some people." The clown licked the corners of his mouth to keep the lipstick away.  Dryly, he laughed softly: "So after knowing that they came here, I was so can't wait."

    "I want to play a game with themthe clown's game!"

    "Sounds very interesting. Am I also part of the game? What are the rules of the game" Spider-Man asked curiously: "Although I am new here, I have also studied you. You are famous in this city. Some people say  You're a freak, some say you're a lunatic. I look young, but I also know that sometimes you can't play games!"

    "Oh oh oh!" the clown laughed: "You want to catch me"

    "This is a big weakness, you can't expose it in front of me."

    "You seeSpider-Man is richer than me, can fight better than me, and is smarter than mebut he always suffers a big loss in my hands. Do you know why? When I was young, I was a gangster and a miscellaneous person.  A soldier, a petty criminal, with a style like a street gangster, working with the bosses. At that time, they sent me to a chemical factory to steal raw materials for making drugs."

    “At that time, my dream was to be a comedian. I had no talent and everyone said I had no sense of humor. In order to buy a birthday present for my wife, I did this!”

    “Then Batman came, and during the fight I fell into a vat of chemicals, and then I woke up.”

    "Why should life be so serious? I cut my mouth twice and became an outstanding comedian. Wayneoh! I seem to have accidentally said his name."

    "Can you forget what happened just now?"

    Spider-Man tilted his head and said: "One second, two seconds, three seconds, empty the recycle bin. Now my head is empty"

    The clown nodded nervously and said, "Yeah! The world needs your sense of humor. We can act very similar, right?"

    "Batman surpasses me in everything, whether it's will, force or money. The only thing I can compare to him is madness!" The clown laughed nervously: "Only weirdness and madness make him always  It’s just a little bit different…”

    "It's the same now, listen I know you want to catch the prophet, but the prophet can't catch it, because it can see everything, and all your tricks and plans are in its eyes. There is only one way to catch it.  To reach the prophet, that is to let it come to you on its own. So this game is called hide and seek"

    "You are a player, I am a player, and Batman is also a player."

    "I help you catch the Prophet catch it, I win. You help me catch Batman, catch Batman, you win. If both of us are caught by Batman, then he  Won!"

    The clown awkwardly climbed down the side of the ship and sat next to Spider-Man. The two sat on a hammock together. The clown said: "Later, many clowns will appear and attack the ship. Of course, this is all as predicted by the prophet."  The words we speak here, the plans in my mind, everything is in the eyes of the prophet."

    "There are a total of eighty-six people here, and there is also a prophet hiding in the dark."

    "According to the warning plan of the Illuminati Society, once someone launches an attack, a fifty-person escort team will protect the ship according to the defense plan. An hour after the alarm is sent, warships on the high seas will come to support. Now  We still have…forty-three minutes and twenty-five seconds.”

    "The prophet's location is located in the most heavily guarded place. There are three checkpoints that will never be moved"

    The prophet’s crayon drew the two people chatting on the side of the ship. She had to write the lines on the back of the paper because the content of the conversation between the two was too watery.

    When the time came, the prophet picked up another crayon drawing next to him and handed it to the next person.The black-haired woman took a look at the crayon painting, which showed many clowns with weird makeup on their faces, shuttled among the containers and approaching the ship. She raised the call radio in her hand: "  Attention all units, attention at all units, the clown gang is approaching."

    The men in black standing at various fire points on the ship raised their watches. Several drones suddenly jumped into the sky, forming a surveillance network with no blind spots. The command center marked the positions where enemies were said to be, including the positions on the side of the ship, but where  Already deserted.

    "Sniper ready!" Manipulating the command system of the drone, he launched the fire support drone again.

    The snipers from the commanding heights on the ship began to target the enemy's only path marked by the drone reconnaissance network, but the cannon fodder of the Clown Gang who were entering the predetermined position were unaware of it.

    "We are not Batman who doesn't kill peopleall the bad guys in Gotham are spoiled by him!"

    "They have forgotten what the fear of death is!" the commander of the man in black said coldly.

    "Contact Wayne Group to prepare a compensation plan. Has the Interpol license you applied for come out?" the black-haired woman commanded from where the prophet was.

    "I heard it was Gothamthey approved it quickly!" Another female guard responsible for protecting the prophet laughed.

    "With the power of the organization, it is not difficult to wipe out the rats in Gotham, but we have some scruples. There are many secrets in this city. If it does not hinder the security of the world, we will not go back and pay attention to it, because our power is used to  The one who protects the world is not to kill each other for the sake of human beingsbut the rats in Gotham have repeatedly provoked them. Do they think it is not good to live?"

    The commander of the man in black saw that an enemy had entered the preset position and ordered: "Fire!"

    The snipers lifted off the target's head one after another. The drones in the air and the fire points on the ship intertwined a dense fire network, making it impossible for the enemies wearing clown masks to escape. Then came the commandos in black.  Under the cover of fire, they penetrated deep into the port and pulled out the stubborn resistance one after another.

    The small-scale fights of Gotham's criminal elements have almost become a joke when they encounter the fierce attacks of elite military organizations.

    The Illuminati Apocalypse is a very regular and powerful organization. The Joker can play tricks on Batman and fool the army. His madness can always come up with all kinds of surprises, allowing the remnants of the Joker Gang to unexpectedly play a big role at the most critical moment.  It works, but when faced with a prophet who has all the maps turned on, all plots and tricks are useless.

    The clown gang is a joke.

    Fortunately, the clown didn't care about the life or death of these people. He stood in the shadows and admired the death of his subordinates, with a mysterious smile on his face.

    The only one who can rob the prophet is the prophet himself.

    So the clown can’t kidnap the prophet, and Batman can’t do anything about the prophet. Only the young, handsome, kind-hearted little spider can make the prophet put down his guard and leave with him.

    "Even if you can predict the future you can't defeat the human heart!"

    "It's like everyone is worried about gaining weight and knows that eating late night snacks will make you gain weight, but they still eat it anyway!"

    "The only one who can defeat the prophet is herself!"

    The prophet threw the crayon angrily: "Is this a late night snack? Have you eaten your bread? What's wrong with gaining weight? Is it bothering you as a clown?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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