Marvel: I Have Severe Mental Disorder

on the seat of the church.

After Nick Fury watched the scene in front of him, he took a deep breath and looked at the dancing clown on the podium. He couldn't help clenching the gun in his hand.

The gun in his hand was different. It was created by scientists in the S.H.I.E.L.D. Science Department using the energy of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube.

Although this gun has extremely powerful power, it also has defects. The energy is not very stable, so it can only fire one shot.

At present, there are only a few high-tech equipment created by using the energy of the universe Rubik's Cube. Nick Fury himself does not trust such unstable weapons. If Nick Fury is not really cruel this time, He will never break his principles.

Nick Fury took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked at the clown with a very serious expression. He must seize the moment to shoot.

On the pulpit in front of the church.

In the sacred hymn, the clown danced a frantic dance, opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Nick Fury, the only audience member in the church, a smile appeared on his face, and said very tenderly: " Oh, Mr. Nick Fury, you really surprised me, I didn't expect you to actually find this place, I think you must have spent a lot of time!"

"And you are so calm that you can let me finish this dance. You must know that I was so scared when I was dancing. I always thought you would shoot me at any time."

"And what makes me very curious is that you would come alone, which is really incredible, I always thought you were a timid person like a mouse, and full of doubts in your heart, I really didn't think you could do it With such a bold decision, Mr. Nick Fury, you really excite me!"

Nick Fury heard the words, smiled, and said, "Mr. Clown, I'm not here to catch you, but to have a good chat with you. I'm very curious about the birth process of the clown, you know. You used to be a very ordinary, very kind man, Mr. Arthur."

Of course, if Nick Fury didn't have the gun clenched tightly in his hand when he said this, it would have been more real, more like a good conversation.

The Joker didn't care about Nick Fury's actions, he laughed, blinked, and said, "Hee hee... Arthur? That's a very familiar name! It's been a long time since I heard this name... As for How do you become a clown?"

"Nick Fury, I think you should already be very clear, you already know Arthur's name, you should also know his full story... Now you want me to show my scars and make you a joke? "

Nick Fury shook his head, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Mr. Clown, don't you think the things you've done are too much? Do you really have no compassion at all? ?"

"I know Arthur's life was unfortunate, but it's definitely not the right way for you to impose these misfortunes on others."

"You killed Teresa with your own hands and sewed her head into Patrick's neck. Since then, it has intensified. So far, according to the data in our hands, according to incomplete statistics, you have killed at least 723 people, the youngest being one A 6-year-old girl, and the oldest is an 84-year-old man."

"Joker, do you think you're doing the right thing?"

"Joker, do you think it's funny that you kill those people? Is it funny?"

The Joker shrugged, smiled, and said in a very calm tone, "Yes, isn't this funny? Isn't it worth laughing?"

"And I'm really tired of pretending it's boring, comedy is very subjective, Fury, as long as I think it's funny, it's funny... isn't that what people say? All of you... y'all The system formed is omniscient, and you decide what is right and what is wrong, just as you decide what is interesting,

Nothing boring. "

Nick Fury frowned and said, "So, do you want to break the system? You want to make a great change, that's why you want to spread the laughter virus? You want to be a symbol? A totem ? A spirit?"

"You want everyone to be a lunatic like you! You want to be admired by lunatics, you want to be the king of the underworld in New York, no, you want to be the real king of New York!"

The Joker shook his head, smiled and said, "Come on Nick Fury, do I look like one of those clowns who can make a difference? I killed those guys because they were bad people. Now, everyone is bad. , that's enough to drive anyone crazy."

Nick Fury clenched his teeth, looked at the clown viciously, and said, "Okay, I understand, this is the reason you gave yourself to kill innocent people? A 6-year-old girl and an 84-year-old man turned out to be Bad guy! I think you're a lunatic."

The clown smiled and said, "No, if the little girl and the old man didn't sing out of tune, they wouldn't die."

The Joker paused, sighed, looked at Nick Fury, at the priests and nuns who were still singing hymns, and exclaimed with great emotion, "Oh, why are you all feeling so sorry for these guys? What? If I died on the side of the road, you would just walk by me, I pass by you every day, and you wouldn't notice me."

"But these guys, what, just because... City Councilman Jake expressed his pity for them on TV?"

Nick Fury took a deep breath, spoke slowly, and asked, "Why don't you agree with Jake's opinion?"

The Joker nodded and continued, "Yes, I do. Did he look outside, Nick Fury? Did he actually leave his office? Everyone was yelling at each other, screaming, civilized. It's gone!"

"No one puts themselves in other people's shoes. Do you think someone like Jake would care about the situation of someone like me? Empathy rather than selfishness?"

"They won't, they think we'll just sit there and accept reality like good kids, they think we won't turn into werewolves and become wild..."

Nick Fury looked at the Joker and said, "You're done? I mean, you're too self-pity, Arthur, you sound like you're making excuses for killing those young people, not everyone It's the bad guy."

"Mr. Jake, the city councilor you just mentioned, is a good man. He has always been an idol for young people in the United States. He made Stark Industries give up a lot of arms deals. He contributed to world peace. He stopped A lot of pollution has made the society shut down polluting enterprises. He donates a lot of property every year to the poor..."

After the clown heard this, he burst into laughter and burst into tears. He bent down with a smile, pointed at Nick Fury, and shouted hysterically, "Yes, he's a good man! But, why didn't he save him? Me? A guy with a glow like him, a guy like him like the sun, why doesn't he go and shine his light on Hell's Kitchen?"

"Why didn't his donation go to Hell's Kitchen? Instead, the weapons produced by Stark Industries appeared in Hell's Kitchen!"

"Company closed because of pollution, yes, finally a large chemical company came to Hell's Kitchen, and it was forcibly closed because of pollution! We lowly people never care about serious pollution, but you don't leave us a little bit A chance to survive!"

"Jake, he is the worst and worst person! He is the most hypocritical bitch! In the eyes of you people, the people in Hell's Kitchen don't deserve to be called people, they are scum, no one cares if they live or die. …”

"Nick Fury, you're a bad guy too! You're a bitch too! Nick Fury, you clenched the gun in your hand. On the surface, you said you wanted to have a good talk with me, but in fact you wanted me to relax..."

"You're thinking about killing me all the time..."