bullyxtreme Chapter 244 Overtime
Chapter 244 Overtime
The noisy questions from the reporters were like a piercing devilish sound, making people feel as if their eardrums were pierced by millions of steel needles.
Arthur was surrounded by the noise of the crowd, like a lamb surrounded by a pack of hungry hyenas.
Arthur ignored the voices and looked around the room with sharp eyes, trying to find something.
In addition to these reporters, TV station staff also gathered around at this time.
"Monster, clown, die!"
There were sharp curses and some bottles and cans were thrown at Arthur.
There was a guy who looked like the Michelin man who was smashing the most vigorously. It seemed that the fat was pressing on his vocal cords, and the sound he made was obviously sharper and more penetrating.
As she waved her fists fiercely, the fat all over her body trembled.
At this moment, an old man with gray hair, dressed in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses, who looked like an elite, walked onto the stage.
He was the same host who had previously mocked Arthur on the show.
"Mr. Arthur, this is so pathetic. You actually hate everyone because of a show and even want to turn into a terrorist and blow us up?"
"But thanks to the great Mr. Henry Will Bruce, he saw through your plot and provided funding...ahem, helped to defuse the bomb."
"He's a hero in Gotham City, unlike you, who's just a stinky gutter rat."
The host took the money to do the job, performed with great acting skills, and enthusiastically praised the Bat-Clown, just like a Christian seeing God.
"Hmph, boring."
Arthur's body obviously froze when he heard this, but he quickly adjusted himself, ignored it, and found a headset with a clown logo on it from the field.
“Hehehe, dear Arthur, these guys are really damnable. They actually dared to scold you. Even I can’t bear to hurt you like this.”
"Well, it's still the same old rules. I can help you, mea ha ha ha!"
Arthur crushed the headset, picked up the bomb bag and prepared to retreat, but those reporters didn't want to let go of the fat meat they had got easily.
Surrounded by police and Wayne Group people, Arthur just let them interrogate him nakedly...big news of the investigation.
"Stop it, Arthur, there are police outside!"
"Yes, yes, it was incredible. I saw the entire square was full of police officers. Some of them couldn't stand in the fountain and stood in the fountain."
"How can it be so exaggerated?"
"Hey, we've been making up stories and taking things out of context for a while now, so what's the big deal about exaggerating now?"
"That's right. When I get back, I'll write in my manuscript that the terrorist Arthur has prepared a bomb with a yield of 2.5 million tons."
"This is even more cruel than the Tsar. Your background story is too fake."
"Who cares?"
The reporters were unable to stop Arthur. After all, Arthur was an officially recognized wanted criminal and was still a little dangerous.
But after saying "Who cares?", Arthur seemed to pause again.
"Hey, the great hero, no, the great terrorist is back?"
"Where to go next, the Twin Towers?"
Wang Liang was lying on the car seat. Arthur had now successfully collected two packs of bombs. With one more pack, he could summon the clown.
Arthur closed his eyes and thought, not wanting to waste any more energy, so he just spit out a place name.
"Gotham Cemetery. It's all over soon."
Time is running out, the bomb will explode in an hour, but Wang Liang and his companions are facing a major crisis.
Traffic jam.
According to the radio, there is a gang of gangsters exchanging fire with Gotham PD up ahead.
Okay, this is very Gotham.
After a detour, they finally arrived at Gotham Cemetery. There was only half an hour left. If Arthur guessed wrong, Gotham could fly directly.
But Wang Liang was worrying too much. It seemed that Arthur really understood the Joker, or the Joker had really studied Arthur thoroughly.
Someone had graffitied a big clown on the cemetery sign (?) as if it were a prank.
If people whose relatives are buried here saw this, they would definitely be so angry that they would demand a one-stop service on site.
This time, the Joker was not distracted by looking for any clues, but was broadcasting live at a tombstone with a clear purpose.
Wang Liang had a vague guess, but considering that he still had a bit of humanity, Wang Liang was surprisingly quiet.
Sure enough, Wang Liang’s guess was correct.
Arthur stopped in front of a tombstone. The owner's portrait was also painted in a clown style with crayons, but Wang Liang could determine the owner's identity through the text.
This is indeed the tomb of Arthur's mother.
Arthur's fists, which had been clenched due to nervousness, completely relaxed at this moment.
He placed his hand lightly on the tombstone, rubbing it carefully and meticulously erasing the crayon marks.
"Mom, I came to see you. I never thought that we would meet again because someone forced us to come. I am really unfilial."
Arthur suddenly burst into crazy laughter, but Wang Liang could sense his sadness.
Tears flowed uncontrollably, sadness and a smile caused by mirthlessness intertwined and twisted on Arthur's face. At this moment, he looked like a complete madman.
After venting his emotions, Arthur calmed down, lowered his head and said nothing. The air seemed to be a little colder because of his low pressure.
Arthur reached out and slowly dug up the dirt from his mother's grave.
Wang Liang touched his nose and did not interfere with Arthur's choice.
Arthur, who had lost his extraordinary powers, was not much stronger than an ordinary person. His hands were cut into a bloody mess due to his haste and haste.
He removed the small box from the burial plot, which contained the jar containing his mother's ashes and the last packet of dynamite.
When they opened the explosive package, they found a bomb that was so complicated that it could not be dismantled in a short time, and there was also a ringing Nokia.
Why is there a Nokia in Gotham City?
Wang Liang didn't want to disrupt the sad atmosphere, so he watched Arthur operate quietly.
"Hey, Arthur, we really are so connected. You were born to be on my side!"
"Along the way, you've seen the ugliness of Gotham City. I don't understand why you still have hope for such a disgusting city."
"I really don't want to do anything to my good brother, but you shouldn't stand against me."
"For the last time, join me. Stop being a nobody. Reclaim the name of Wayne. Join me in purifying this filthy world with the most beautiful art!"
Damn, is this the upper class? This is too exciting.
Wang Liang, who had accidentally gotten a piece of what seemed to be a big piece of news, had no time to speak, for fear of disturbing them and missing any details.
"Purifying the world—what a noble ideal! Should I praise you as a good man?"
Arthur gently placed the ashes back in the urn, a gentle smile on his face, as if he had forgotten all his troubles and only had eyes for his mother.
"It's a shame. I'm not that great. I might as well be just a nobody in Gotham City."
"But, being a small person doesn't mean I'm useless, and it doesn't mean I can be trampled on by you at will!"
Arthur filled his mother's grave again, hid all the sadness and beauty back in his heart, and his eyes were sharp again.
"If Gotham is full of crime, then I will stand up and stop it!"
"If the world is dirty, I will clean it up inch by inch with a broom!"
"If the little guy is being bullied, if everyone is being oppressed, then I will stand up!"
"I wish to turn my eyes into a beacon to illuminate the way forward for Gotham City!"
"I will become the ace of Gotham City and bring the dawn of victory!"
As Arthur made his solemn declaration, faint lights began to light up and gradually merged into his body.
These faint spots of light eventually gathered into a dazzling halo that enveloped Arthur. At this moment, he looked like an angel descending to earth.
With the help of this power, even the indestructible Nokia was cracked into spider-web-like cracks by Arthur.
"Haha, is this your choice?"
"Very good, Arthur!"
"You really didn't disappoint me, that's why I'm so obsessed with you!"
"Now, offense and defense transition, overtime!"
"Find me, kill me, and you can be the Ace or the Joker."
"But if you fail, I will let the whole of Gotham go to see God with you!"
The clown couldn't laugh anymore and hung up the phone with gritted teeth.
Arthur felt the power filling his body again, looked at Wang Liang with gratitude, and moved his lips slightly as if he wanted to say something.
"Don't thank me, you deserve it. Good people should be rewarded."
"As long as you believe in light, everyone can become Ultraman. Even though you haven't transformed yet, the principle is similar. This is the power of belief."
Arthur looked at Wang Liang with complicated eyes and put a hand on his shoulder.
"I......"
"Oh, you're welcome. If you're really sorry, just give me half of the Wayne Group shares after you kill the Joker."
"No, I mean, come over here and help me."
"What the hell, say it again?"
Wang Liang looked at Arthur in disbelief. Why did he have to work again when he hadn't gotten any benefits yet?
"You mean, not only do you not have anything to say to thank me, but you also want me to continue to be a tool, right?"
"Well, to be frank, yes, but I have a high emotional intelligence, and telling you this will definitely warm your whole day."
"Go to hell."
Wang Liang shook off Arthur and walked to the car cursing.
Arthur smiled knowingly, threw away his Nokia and got into the car.
The broken Nokia fell to the ground, leaving a small dent on the bricks. The screen was still flashing, as if conveying some information.
Wang Liang and the other man had already left. Their ultimate destination was naturally the Wayne Group headquarters.
"Oh, by the way, your joker turns out to be the Big and Small King joker. I thought you were a joker from the circus."
"Of course not. You always thought I was the Joker? Bat Joker is the real Joker."
"I don't know. Anyway, the screen is all green. The guy who imagines that she must like me must be a real joker."
"I have no opinion."