Chapter 1589 My Name Is Xiao Chou!

The doctors and security guards at Arkham Asylum all underwent a round of electroshock therapy. It was clear from their looks that they enjoyed it and would never forget it.

Finally, these people were thrown into the patient room, one per person, with the iron door closed, and it was extremely dark without lights, so that they could enjoy the feeling of confinement.

Listening to their wailings, you can tell how scared they are. When they tortured the patients, they had no idea of ​​the patients' pain.

Jiang Hao released all the patients in the mental hospital, and they said goodbye to Jiang Hao happily, but Iron Fist and the useless Edward stayed, and they wanted to continue to follow the Joker.

We found a car in the parking lot. Jiang Hao suddenly caught fire. Just as Iron Fist was about to start the car, Harley ran out and grabbed the window on Jiang Hao's side, "Take me with you, okay? I want to follow you later." you."

Jiang Hao looked at Harley indifferently and said in a calm tone: "We are not the same kind of people. We are so different. My life is not suitable for you at all."

"Drive~!"

Iron Fist stepped on the accelerator and the car drove away quickly. Looking at the disappearing taillights, Harley sat slumped on the ground, feeling very sad.

Jiang Hao's last words lingered in her ears, "We are not the same kind of people."

Just as the car drove out of Arkham Asylum, Jiang Hao heard a system notification sound in his mind.

"Ding~~ You released all the mentally ill people in Arkham Asylum and created chaos. Points +2."

Jiang Hao smiled. He had finally determined how to obtain points. It wasn't complicated, he just needed to create chaos.

The clown was born for chaos. He represents the things behind all justice and peace~~chaos and fear. These are actually more like two sides of things, yin and yang, good and bad, white and black, even gods and demons. They are opposite to each other, complement each other, and kill each other.

Jiang Hao suddenly felt that in this world, he might be able to take it as a journey of refining his mind and experience what evil is. If he experiences evil to the extreme, extremely yin and yang, from now on his mind will be strong and he will not be disturbed by external demons. .

Just like the Happy Buddha, after experiencing countless women, he will naturally become accustomed to it, see more and less strange, and his desire will naturally be eliminated. When he sees the demon of lust in the future, he will naturally not be affected, and his Taoist mind will be strong.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hao's thoughts expanded and he thought of more.

Cultivation means cultivating the mind. I have been experiencing several major human desires in the movie world, such as appetite, lust, desire for money, desire for knowledge, desire to win, desire for expression, desire for fame and fortune, desire for pleasure, desire for power, etc., in the movie world. It is a journey of refining the heart.

In the world of mermaids and the world of the God of Food, you can experience your appetite for yourself. There are women in each world, experience sex, and open up the golden space. In each world, people pursue money and experience the desire for money.

Continuously learn knowledge and explore the world to satisfy the desire for knowledge. Defeat enemies to satisfy the desire to win. Perform magic and opera performances to become an Oscar winner to satisfy the desire for expression and fame and fortune. Enjoy delicious food and beautiful women in various worlds to satisfy the desire for hedonism.

In many worlds, becoming a gang leader, a boss, a prince of the Western Region, or a monarch of a country is just to satisfy the desire for power.

The seven emotions and six desires are constantly experienced by oneself.

He once read Lu Dongbin's book on Taoism. In order to cultivate his mind, Lu Dongbin reincarnated as a human in the lower world many times and practiced various aspects of life. Countless immortals also had this experience. The Jade Emperor went to the lower world and practiced hard for 1,750 yuan. meeting.

Although his cultivation level is not high now, he has experienced so many worlds and his character cultivation is incomparable to many monks.

The clown is the evil and chaotic side of human nature. By experiencing the evil and chaos in your heart, your Taoist heart will definitely become stronger.

The car drives into Gotham City.

Jiang Hao raised his head and looked over. Gotham, a famous crime city, has one of the highest crime rates in country M.

Its night sky is always cloudy. It has countless high-rise buildings, but there are also many weird Gothic buildings standing there. Gotham's economy and area are not inferior to those of New York, but under the superficial glitz, the dark alleys are full of filth and crime. .

"Boss, where are we going?" Tie Fist, who was driving, asked.

Where to go?

How does he know.

He only accepted one identity after time travel and had no memory at all. In fact, although the clown was famous before, he really didn't have much industry.

Just at this time, the car passed a street with neon lights shining on it. It had just rained lightly, and the light rain wet the street. The neon lights reflected from the puddles on the ground, making the area even brighter.

"Golo Bar!"

"This should be Penguin's bar, right?" Jiang Hao asked, looking at the neon sign.

"I remember so." Iron Fist said.

"Stop the car, let's go in and have a drink." Jiang Hao said, looking at the bar.

The car screeched to a stop on the side of the road. Jiang Hao opened the door and got out. There was a lot of water on the ground left by the recent rain. He crushed the neon reflected on the water and walked towards the bar.

Iron Fist quickly got out of the car to follow, and the coward Edward followed down, chasing after Iron Fist, and whispered: "We just escaped, shouldn't we find a place to hide?"

Iron Fist turned around and glared at the coward, "Do you think the clown needs to hide!"

Edward forced a humble smile, bent over and followed timidly.

As soon as I walked to the door of the bar, I was stopped by a few young guys guarding the door, "Buy tickets, $20 per person."

Jiang Hao spread his hands and said, "I have no money."

The gatekeepers looked at Jiang Hao, then at the iron fist and the loser behind him. Some people laughed, "Women don't need money to enter the bar. Are you women? If you put on a woman's skirt now, hahaha, I can let you in too."

Jiang Hao stood there without moving. The coward was so frightened that he took two steps back. Iron Fist snorted and took two steps forward.

Bang bang bang bang~!

The huge iron fist hit several gatekeepers hard on the face, and they all fell to the ground immediately.

The ticket problem was solved, Jiang Hao walked into the bar.

The bar was very noisy, filled with music and the sounds of men and women making fun of each other, and filled with an atmosphere of wanton desire and chaos.

He found a seat and sat down, and waved to the waiter to bring two bottles of wine. The waiter had just brought the wine, and before he could ask for money, a group of staff rushed in aggressively, glanced around the bar, and settled on Jiang Hao's table. .

This group of people immediately came over and surrounded Jiang Hao and the others. Many of them took out their pistols and pointed them at Jiang Hao, Iron Fist, and Wimp.

As soon as the people having fun in the bar saw this situation, they knew that something good was going on. They all stared here with interest, and some people commented on what would happen to Jiang Hao and the others.

"I figured the guys would give him a good beating and then throw him in the dumpster in the back."

"No, no, no, they will be forced to take off their clothes and take pictures, then get out of the bar and run on the street, hahaha, I have seen someone do this once."

The person in charge stared at Jiang Hao with an unkind expression, and said in a fierce tone: "You dare to come to Gero Bar to cause trouble, do you know whose property this is!"

Facing several pistols, Jiang Hao didn't care. Iron Fist was used to guns, and a few pistols couldn't scare him. What he didn't expect was that he was not afraid of a coward. He had been shot before, and even if he was shot in the head, he could be revived. .

The loser picked up the wine on the table and poured Jiang Hao a glass. He served it with both hands, and then poured another glass for Iron Fist. He was beaten by Iron Fist every day. This guy had developed a base body. Jiang Hao suspected that these two people formed a natural CP. , the weird and perfect version.

"I was just wondering who owns this place." Jiang Hao took a sip of wine, looked at the person in charge and said with a smile.

The person in charge has never seen someone as arrogant as Jiang Hao. He doesn't know whether it's ignorance, fearlessness, or simply a lunatic. Doesn't he know that all the surviving industries in Gotham City have family support behind them.

"I tell you, this is the property of Mr. Oswald Chesterfield Copperpot." The person in charge said viciously.

After he said this, he waited for Jiang Hao to show a fearful expression, but things did not go as he expected. Jiang Hao still looked indifferent and even smiled.

Although the name was long, Jiang Hao knew who it was. It was the famous Penguin, the leader of the Cobot family, the four major families in Gotham.

"Then do you know who I am?" Jiang Hao asked, looking at the person in charge.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that Jiang Hao was not surprised or scared when he heard Mr. Cobot's name, the person in charge's expression became a little more serious.

Jiang Hao raised a smile on his lips and said softly,

"I'm called little ugly!"

Brush~!

The music in the bar stopped, the noisy discussion disappeared, everyone looked at Jiang Hao blankly, no one dared to speak, and the bar became audible.

All this because of a name.

clown.

In Gotham, the Joker is synonymous with fear, and no one can surpass him.

Jiang Hao's words calmed everyone present. Some people even tried hard to control their breathing without making a sound.