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
A giant black tree stands on the barren land, its body covered with terrifying eyeballs.
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 track 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"
The thug, who wanted to wash his hands in a golden basin because of Daredevil, decided to return to Japan to put an end to the Hand.
At that time, Erica obviously underestimated the strength of the Hand, and was quickly defeated by the "immortal ninjas" of "Mrs. Gao". During the battle, the location of Lester, who was following her all the way, was also exposed, and both parties 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 a "certain" method used by the Hand to cultivate "immortal ninjas"
Treasure" and successfully resurrected, but the memory was completely confused as a result. 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 despicable is that compared to real superheroes who are occasionally soft-hearted and deceived, the former "super criminals" knew all about the tricks of their peers and would not be fooled at all, which led to the residents of Hell's Kitchen during that period becoming more and more dissatisfied with "Les"
"Specially disguised Daredevil" has a higher rating 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 civilian 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~]"
"Bulls Eye" 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.
The sewer channels and flowing sewage that could occasionally be seen before were no longer visible. As far as the eye could see, except for this giant black tree with eyeballs on its surface that was constantly crawling, there were 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 is indeed 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 'Night City', just wait until we burn it down~]"
"How to burn it?" Bullseye decided to ignore his statement: "I guess ordinary fire won't work."
"[Correct answer~ This kind of thing absorbs a lot of 'wish', unless you have absolutely no desires, otherwise 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 directly at the firecracker. The next moment, it exploded in the air, and the resulting large blazing flame was
Weirdly transferred to the clown 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, I am quite normal.
"[How is it, did you understand the teacher's demonstration? Clown fellow?]" 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 reshaped into a shape in front of the clown.
A pure black "clown" that looks exactly like him.
[What to bet on?] The black clown made a human voice that sounded like rolling mud, but could barely be heard clearly.
"[The Fake's Life~]" The clown clicked and loaded the delicate revolver of the little cake that had just been bitten twice, and then turned the magazine.
【Okay.】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, seemingly at a loss.
"【So--】"
The clown put the muzzle of the gun to his chin:
"[Who is the 'clown'?]"
The black clown suddenly stepped forward and seemed to be 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's it going? 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.
