Two Thousand Seven Hundred and Twenty-Eight, Vicious Isolation Demonic Realm (15)
Latest website: ——Marvel, 2015——
Tokyo, underground network.
Bullseye thought he might be crazy. In the most bizarre stories, no one would fight the sewage in the waterway in the sewer, especially if the water is accidentally turned into dark and spreading tree roots, and these roots originate from a Zhu Chu
Standing on the barren land, a huge black tree with terrifying eyeballs embedded in its body.
In comparison, it seems normal to die and be resurrected, and then think that he is the old enemy "Daredevil" and perform heroic acts in Hell's Kitchen.
Yes, he had roughly remembered that his name was "Lester", a professional killer and the old enemy of "Daredevil". Unable to defeat Daredevil in a long battle, Lester chose to follow Daredevil's girlfriend, Erica, who was on vacation abroad, intending to kidnap her and then blackmail her, but found out that the woman was actually a member of the "Hand"
"A thug who wanted to wash his hands of himself because of Daredevil, decided to return to Japan to end the relationship with the Hand. At that time, Erica obviously underestimated the strength of the Hand, and was soon killed by those under "Mrs. Gao" The "Immortal Ninja" was defeated. During the battle, the location of Lester who had been following him was also exposed, and both sides were obviously nothing.
People who like to solve problems through conversation will start the battle again. Then... Lester's memory was a little confusing. It seemed that there was an explosion at the Hand's stronghold. No one present escaped, but he and Erica accidentally activated something the Hand used to cultivate "immortal ninjas". Treasure" and successfully resurrected, but the memory was completely confused. It is unclear what happened to Erica, but Lester himself insisted that he was him because of his strong obsession with "Daredevil", and returned all the way to New York." Find yourself
".
And that hateful "Daredevil" actually took the opportunity to pretend to be "Bullseye" and left all the work of maintaining law and order in "Hell's Kitchen" to him. What's even more disgusting is that, compared to real superheroes who are occasionally soft-hearted and deceived, the former "super criminals" are fully aware of the tricks of their peers and will not be fooled at all.
Daredevil himself" was rated higher than Daredevil himself.
Then came Kingpin's "Return of the King", sweeping across the United States' gangs, establishing order, setting rules, and clearing up the chaotic state where demons were dancing around in chaos and "Daredevil" was dispatched three or four times a day. Lester, who was wearing the guise of Daredevil, had nothing to do. Apart from occasionally teaching a few foreign criminals or crazy citizen scientists who had just arrived and didn't understand the rules, he could only devote all his energy to hunting down "Bullseye".
on things.
In the end, Daredevil himself finally decided to clean up the Hand. Lester chased him all the way, but finally saw the "reality of the world." In this case, it doesn't matter whether the memory can be restored or not.
"[Hey~ clown, don't be dazed~]"
The weirdo wearing a long purple suit, hair dyed green, and white clown makeup turned to look at him:
"[We're here~]"
"Bullseye" looked up and found that the huge black pillar that was far away in the horizon not long ago was already in front of him without knowing it. There was no trace of the sewer channels and flowing sewage that could be seen occasionally before. As far as the eye can see, except for this giant black tree with eyeballs on its surface that is constantly crawling, there are only trees full of gravel and gravel.
Desolate Gobi.
"You are the Joker," Bullseye said, "I am Daredevil."
Although Bullseye clearly knows who he is, if he wants to admit to others that he is "Bullseye" and not "Daredevil", even just thinking about it, he will have a strong sense of resistance coming from the depths of his soul.
He must be crazy.
"[Hey~ The condition has worsened again, tsk tsk tsk,]" the weirdo in purple suit shook his head repeatedly: "[But it is inevitable to be so close to the 'City of Night', just wait until we burn it down~]"
"How to burn it?" Bullseye decided to ignore his statement: "I guess ordinary fire is useless."
"[Correct answer~ This kind of thing absorbs a lot of 'wish'. Unless you have absolutely no desires, attacking it is equivalent to——]"
As the clown spoke, he threw the lit firecracker he had held in his hand at some point towards the giant dark tree:
“[Try my ‘explosion cake’~]”
Squeak—boom! Almost at the same time, the "eye" closest to him on the "trunk" suddenly turned around and stared straight at the firecracker. The next moment, it exploded in the air, and the resulting large blazing flame was strangely shifted
onto the Joker who just threw it.
"[Ouch! I'm on fire! I'm on fire!]" The clown fell down and rolled on the spot, making a lot of noise as he rolled.
"..." Bullseye looked at him silently.
In a sense, he is quite normal.
"[How's it going? Did you understand the teacher's demonstration? Classmate Clown?]" After the clown put out the flames, he stood up and asked Bullseye.
"I understand, teacher," Bullseye continued: "So how should we solve this problem?"
"[Easy.]" The clown took out another firecracker and took a bite.
"..." Bullseye shook his head vigorously, and then realized that what he was biting was a real little cake.
Well, I actually didn’t go anywhere normally. "[At times like this, you have to -]" The clown took two more bites of the cake, made it into the shape of a pistol, and then held it and aimed it at the huge eye that just turned around: "[I want to play with you. Game~man~
]"
Gulu, Gulu... When Bullseye began to doubt whether he was normal again, the "eye" "melted" and turned into a stream of asphalt-like "sludge" that flowed down the tree trunk and settled on the clown's body. The front was reshaped into a shape that looked exactly like him
The pure black "Joker".
[What to bet on? 】The black clown made a human voice that sounded like rolling mud but could barely be heard clearly.
"[The life of the fake~]" The clown clicked and loaded the delicate revolver of the small cake that had just been bitten twice, and then turned the magazine.
【Can. 】The black clown replied.
"[You, since you also think you are a clown, do you know what is the secret to good comedy?]"
The clown pointed the revolver at his temple and pulled the trigger:
"[It's the time.]"
The black clown took a step forward and seemed to want to take the gun, but the clown instead moved the gun muzzle downward and pointed it at his own cheek:
"[Then what is courage?]"
Click.
"[Yes, stay graceful in the face of pressure]"
The black clown froze and seemed a little at a loss.
"【So--】"
The clown put the muzzle of the gun to his chin:
"[Who is the 'Joker'?]"
The black clown suddenly stepped forward, seemingly trying to grab the gun.
Click.
"[I am 'Joker'.]"
Boom!
Without receiving any attack, the black clown made of pitch-black sludge instantly exploded and splashed all over the ground. Even the pitch-black pillar that shot straight into the sky like a giant wall trembled slightly.
"[How is it? Have you learned it?]" The clown stuffed the small cake that had transformed from a pistol into his mouth, and asked Bullseye with bulging cheeks. "..."