Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

Chapter 450 Fatal Joke

The black cloak rustled.

A black shadow suddenly fell on Kent Farm on the outskirts of the metropolis.

The figure stood up slowly, his face a little flustered, and he shouted...

"Louise! Are you there?!"

"Mother!"

"Damn it! Martha! Louise! Answer me!"

He turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the door. The door instantly exploded into powder due to the huge impact, and the scene in the room made him furious.

There was no one in the room, except for a little blood. On the table in the center of the room was an old telephone.

There is still a trace of green mist in the air, and something seems to be burned in the kitchen... But the originally clean and tidy wall is now covered with scarlet paint, which is a series of numbers, and...

A message.

"Why So Serious?"

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Fifteen minutes ago.

"I still like how you look with your makeup on, sweetheart."

On the outskirts of the metropolis, a truck was driving slowly, and the beauty in sexy gymnastics clothes in the driver's seat said with a pout.

Next to her is a man in a logistics uniform. The man has medium-long dark green hair, which is fixed with hair gel. He looks meticulous. There are two shocking scars at the corners of his mouth extending to his cheeks. His skin color was sickly white, and his eyes were bloodshot...

But without the iconic oil paint, he looks like an ordinary young man, the kind who can't be found in the crowd.

If only he could use concealer to cover the scars on his face.

Maybe he used to be an ordinary person, or... everyone can become a clown, but only he is the real ace.

At this time, he did not give out his trademark crazy smile, but wiped the old pistol in his hand, and said meaningfully: "When I put on the mask, I am the real me, Harley..."

"That's why I've always felt that Batman and I are the same kind of people. We're both madmen wearing masks."

"Oh, sweetheart, I like your crazy look." Harley chewed gum and blew a small bubble, then said vaguely, "I almost regret giving you those medicines."

“Are we going to the farm to ride horses?”

"No... Harley." Joker grinned, "We're going to fish... big, big fish."

"But first, we have to get the bait."

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In a cozy rural hut, a delicious stew is simmering in the kitchen, and a gray-haired woman is preparing a sumptuous dinner. Because her son went home for dinner tonight, and he might bring the grandson who suddenly appeared.

Today, her daughter-in-law came back early to help her. The old man was very happy, but she could see that her daughter-in-law looked a little unnatural, as if she was worried about something.

The old man knew, but she didn't say much.

Her son is a hero, a super powerful hero, but there are always risks to the people around the hero, such as her husband.

Her husband has been dead for many years, and she used her own sacrifice to tell her son not to do dangerous things. At the beginning, like her husband, she wanted her son to have an ordinary and happy life, but... some things, maybe only some people can do it.

She had lost her son, and when her son came back, she understood that her son was so powerful that even the God of Death could not take him away from this world. From then on, she was no longer afraid of anything.

Even death.

"Dong dong dong."

Rhythmic knocking.

Just as Lois Lane was about to open the door, Martha Kent stopped her and said softly: "I'll go ahead and watch the order. It will be out in a while."

"Ok."

Louise had no choice but to turn around and walk towards the kitchen, while Martha came to the door and looked through the peephole.

"Which one?"

Martha asked.

"Gotham Logistics, ma'am." Outside the door, a man wearing a logistics company uniform was holding a shoebox-sized express, lowering his head and saying, "Is this Kent Farm? Here is a parcel sent from Gotham. A package for Mr. Clark Kent."

"Oh, maybe it's Bruce's package. Sorry, I'll open the door right now." Martha breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened the door. "Thank you for your hard work, young man..."

The logistics guy also raised his head at the same time, revealing dark green hair and... that terrifying scar.

"Hello, Ms. Martha." A crazy smile appeared on Joker's face, "I am Bruce's friend and I am here to give you and Miss Louise a gift."

With a soft sound, the shoebox-sized package burst open in an instant, and an ugly spring doll popped out, which sprayed out a strong green poisonous gas in Martha's face.

"Martha?"

At the door of the kitchen, Louise slowly poked her head out holding a lady's pistol, and saw Martha motionless, just standing quietly at the door.

"..."

Martha didn't respond, and just when Louise wanted to step forward and ask...

"boom."

There was a gunshot.

Under the moonlight, traces of black smoke were rising from the Kent farm house. Oh, it seems that someone forgot to put out the stew and forgot to turn off the natural gas...

"Kaoka and Hallie are so close! They are kissing each other! Kissing and kissing on the mouth!"

A truck left leisurely, and only the sound of crazy laughter resounded on the country road...

"Hey hee hee hee hee... pinch hahahahaha!!!"

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"Click."

Clark Kent picked up the landline receiver on the table with a serious expression and dialed the number written on the wall.

"beep……"

"beep……"

"beep……"

"Click."

The call is connected.

"...Where are Martha and Louise?"

Clark asked sullenly.

"Oh, Superman, why are you so serious?"

There was a weird laugh on the other end of the phone, and then, the man seemed to pass the phone aside, and there were sobs.

That's Louise's voice...she's alive!

Clark felt a little relieved, but before he could ask, the guy on the other end of the phone smiled crazily and said:

"Hee hee hee hee... I'm sorry, Superman, your mother is not here. I can only listen to Miss Louise's voice for you..."

"But you can rest assured that Lady Martha is still alive... for the time being."

"Where are they?!" Clark suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "You'd better not hurt them...otherwise I will definitely kill you! Bastard!"

"Oh, my God, what a terrible threat..." The sharp voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be teasing, "Why are you so serious? I just want to play a game..."

"And before the game starts...I need you to bring me Bruce Wayne's body...or Batman's body too."

"Then I will tell you the location of either Miss Lois Lane or Mrs. Martha Kent."

"I don't want to play any games with you! Clown!" Clark's angry roar made the wall crack. "Where are they?!"

"Look, Mr. Superman, you have to make a choice...one, another, another." Joker's voice was low and hoarse, and he said with a strange smile, "I had a lot of fun with Jason's kid earlier...but someone He leaked my information, as if he saw what I did with his own eyes..."

"Perhaps you can bring that person's body to me. The reward...is the same as the condition just now."

"Don't be too hasty to reject me... Clark Kent."

"You have no choice."