Chapter 1181 The Clown's Conspiracy

This entrance is a canyon, the closest to Gotham.

Forty percent of the adventurers came to this entrance, which can be regarded as the main entrance.

But where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

No, I was wrong, it is interests.

The forces of several groups have sealed the entrance, and they need to pay a certain head fee to enter.

These forces are still a hundred-member group, and there is at least one third-tier diamond in the team, as the finale, and some even have two.

The difference in strength of the first order is ten times.

Although there are great people who leapfrog monsters, they are very rare, and it is almost impossible for these adventurers to exist.

There are more than a dozen third-tier forces in the united force, and no one dares to step out of this force.

And the initiator of this money-making plan is Gotham's famous felon: the clown.

On the pale face, the evil mouth is grinning open, eyes squinted, sitting on a high place, looking down like a god.

Hundreds of protectors holding bazookas, missile pods, grenade launchers, six-tube Vulcan cannons, and even mechs surrounded him inside, and no one could hurt him.

There are two other initiators, the Penguin and the Scarecrow. Although they are not as powerful as the clown, they are also extraordinary.

The three felons stayed together, and they had gathered nearly a thousand people, and there were several other forces taking advantage of the situation to amass money, no one dared to provoke them.

And some teams with deep pockets have already given up their money to go in, one step ahead of other teams.

This has prompted the trend of head fees to become more aggressive.

The clown looked at the countless chariots, adventurers, and aircraft in front of the entrance, and laughed strangely.

"You people, if you don't want to spend even a little money, then use your life to fight... My subordinates, as long as you defeat one, you can get a quota, a quota to enter, how about it, am I very happy?" Enlightened, much more enlightened than Batman."

The clown stood up and stroked the hair that was dyed green by the chemical liquid with both hands.

"However, the number of places is limited, there are only three. And now the head fee is only one moon silver coin. For three places, if one fails, the moon silver coin will be doubled. If all three places are lost, eight moon silver coins will be required to enter."

The clown likes to play psychological tactics. He will stand on a superior psychological commanding height, play with those people, and hold them firmly in the palm of his hand, just like a toy, unable to turn over.

The Penguin came forward at this time, replacing the clown as the next explainer.

"Everyone, it must be boring just to have free places. How about we open a gamble and you place bets. In this way, even if the contestants we want free places lose, you can still earn head fees. Why not Not for that."

Penguin hugs his chubby belly and has a sly look in his eyes, which is his favorite thing to do.

Unlike the clown, the penguin is better at some intelligence, but because he is not as crazy as the clown, he comes in second.

At this time, three second-tier diamonds, with different abilities, appeared on a flat ground in the canyon as free thugs.

It was chosen by the clown.

The first, with shapeshifting abilities, is a werewolf lycanthropist with armor-ripping claws, great strength, agility, and regenerative powers.

The second person has the ability to compress air, and even manipulate air within a certain range, which is an irresistible threat to most people. Very dangerous ability.

The third person is an artificial human, synthesized with the genetic essence of insect monsters, possessing the explosive power of a leech, the strength of an ant, and the horny shell of a longhorn. And without emotion, without fear, it is an out-and-out monster.

The penguin is holding an umbrella in one hand, laughing with a hint of playfulness.

"So, who wants these free places."

Everyone knows the clown's tricks, but some people are so poor that they can't even afford a few moons of silver coins, so they will definitely come out and try their best.

Fight for these three places.

There is no way for anyone to prevent this from happening.

And the clown will make a lot of money because of the final gamble.

The entrance represents endless wealth.

No matter how dangerous it is inside, if you can go in, you have the opportunity to earn more.

Those who still have a little capital will definitely not engage in such a dangerous fight, but those without capital will definitely come up to fight.

Because those people know that this is their only chance, the only chance they can get in.

But the adventurers only considered the immediate interests, but forgot a long-term problem.

After one defeat, the head fee will be doubled, and after three matches, one moon silver coin will increase to eight.

And this is called a round.

But the clown didn't stipulate how many rounds, how many games, and even very few people found out about this conspiracy.

It's just that, with time, as the odds are mediocre, basically no loss, but only the fly meat, the head fee has increased from one moon silver coin to ten sun gold coins.

This undoubtedly worries many people.

Even the small and wealthy team was in a cold sweat, because the gamble was not the real purpose of the clown.

The clown counted everyone in, and used a mathematical game to increase the head fee to a sky-high price.

This will be confusing.

Even riots.

High enough that the clown will be overthrown!

but the clown won't

Let something like this happen.

Lin Fan has already thought of the real purpose of the clown.

Let people kill each other.

Because the clown also needs to enter the new map, there will be no extra manpower to control the entrance, so the ultimate goal is to reduce competitors.

Let people kill each other, this is undoubtedly a huge profit, and the final benefit is in the hands.

Penguin felt that it was almost done at this time.

"Is there anyone else coming up? Our fighters still have a lot of physical strength...but it's no wonder that whoever made the challenger so weak was killed in one go. Hahahaha."

The people below are angry, but compared with their own lives, their lives are more important.

Even if these are desperadoes.

Lin Fan got out of the chariot at this time and wanted to go to the platform to get a free seat.

He is not a savior, and reducing competitors has an advantage for himself.