Thriller Paradise

Chapter 573: I, Joker (12)

Translator: Lonelytree

“Don’t shoot!” Gordon was the first to raise both of his hands in surrender and he announced loudly, “We are not armed!”

“I know.” Feng Bujue said as he casually tossed the rifle on the nearby control panel, “But…” Before he finished, he took out three grenades from his pocket. “…I am.”

“What… what do you plan to do…” Gordon was so afraid that his face was blanched, his eyes could not move away from the grenades that Brother Jue from holding.

“Yes, indeed… what do I plan to do…” Feng Bujue repeated the man’s words and then like a man at the circus, he started to juggle the three grenades in his hands.

“Haiz…” Ruoyu beside him took a long sigh but she did not say anything and allowed Brother Jue to have his fun.

“Ah hah! I believe I know what I plan to do now!” When Feng Bujue said that, he used one of his hands to grab two of the grenades, while his other hand extended his index finger at the side of his face like something brilliant had just come to him. And while his index finger pointed upwards, the point of the finger perfectly bounced the third grenade forward into the air.

“Oh God!” Seeing that, Gordon was immensely flustered. He immediately leaped forward to catch the stray grenade like a linebacker aiming for a football.

“Nice jump there, ‘Inspector Gordon’.” Feng Bujue commented with a smile while he looked at Gordon who was lying on the ground. His words carried with them a heavy accent of sarcasm, especially when he mentioned the name ‘inspector Gordon.’

“Have you lost your mind? You crazy man!” Gordon was covered in cold sweat. He raised his head to yell at Brother Jue, “You yourself will be killed in the explosion if it goes off!”

“But I am standing here perfectly fine, aren’t i?” Feng Bujue retorted. Then, he put the two grenades that he was holding back into his pocket and then took out the pistol that he was given at the start of the scenario.

“Some of the things that happen in this world can be controlled by people.” Brother Jue said as he pointed the barrel of the gun at the bottom of his chin, “Some can’t.” Crack—

He pulled the trigger without hesitation, the Joker’s signature smile still hanging on his fac When he pulled the trigger, other than Ruoyu and Brother Jue himself, everyone else in the room could not help but shiver.

“Ha ha ha ha ha…” Feng Bujue knelt down with a smile to take a closer glance at Gordon. “Just you must have expected… my brain matter to shower down inside this room, don’t you?” He paused. “That’s right… this is the gun that you people have given me, there is only one bullet inside.” When he spoke, Brother Jue had already aimed the gun between Gordon’s brows. “You people think everything is within your control and none of you ever imagine me escaping from that car…”

“Please… don’t…” Gordon already started to beg because he really had no idea what the crazy man before him would really do. No one could follow his thought.

“…Even if I was lucky enough to escape from that vehicle, I will only have one bullet.” Feng Bujue continued, “Under that condition, perhaps only 2 to 3 mobs will be able to take me down… Ha ha ha ha… perhaps that is what you wish?” At this point, his gun moved several inches forward. “According to the announcement, everyone in the city has a chance… just like there is fairness in this world, like everyone can become the God king of Gotham…”

Gordon was so scared that he did not even know how to speak anymore. His whole body was quivering like a leaf and he was as wet as a drenched sponge.

“But what really is the truth?” Feng Bujue continued his spiel that was unraveling the truth of the ‘execution’. “Everything really was under someone’s control… If that is the case… this whole show… ha ha ha… will be rather boring, don’t you agree?” He chuckled twice before pulling the trigger again. The gun did not go off because there was already no bullet inside the gun but Gordon was still so scared that he had already fainted.

“Hey, the handsome guy over there.” Feng Bujue stood up, put away the pistol and took up the two rifles again, “Help me connect to all the big screens over the city.” He said as he turned around to tell Ruoyu, “Honey, can you help me put on the ear mic?”

Ruoyu responded with a sharp gaze at Brother Jue. This expression combined with Harley Quinn’s appearance was immensely scary. “Fine~ Pudding…” She said quite unwillingly as she walked forward to pull off the ear mic from the unconscious Gordon and placed it on Brother Jue’s head. There was nothing wrong with their lines, they were perfectly in line with the characterization of the Joker and Harley Quinn but the way they expressed it was rather different from the original…

“Do you not understand English?” After Feng Bujue fastened on the ear mic, he saw that the worker still had not made his move. The person merely looked at him with pure fear in his eyes and thus Brother Jue roared back in anger (he was faking it).

“Do what he says.” Professor Klibon spoke then. He had a chilling smile on his face and continued to puff on his smoke and he appeared surprisingly calm. The worker was afraid that The Bruce might punish him after the supervillains were all taken care of and he would have a horrible death. But now that Klibon had spoken, it was like he was given a kick on his butt, he immediately turned around and connected all the signal of the monitors in the room to the big screens all over the city.

“Erm… you just need to stand facing the main monitor.” The worker stammered.

“Thank you.” Feng Bujue answered as the gun went off. But he did not aim, he merely fired a few random bullets under the man’s seat. But that was enough to scare the man up from his chair before he collapsed to the ground, cursing along the way.

All the same time, all the ‘legal’ screens over Gotham showed a man with a purple suit, pale skin and a ghastly smile on his face. The citizens naturally recognized this person… every year, the Bruce would leave the Joker as the last victim of the execution, this was a ritual because the Joker was a special character, the fear that he could bring on the people and the influence that he had was something that could not be imitated by the other villains.

“What is going on?””oh my god! He is inside the bat castle!””Earlier the aircraft of the God of Bat has been knocked down, then there was the spotlight of the Joker in the sky and now this… what is happening tonight?” The public started to have a ruckus. They were always like this, some would praise, some would critique; some would believe, some would question; some had determination, some would panic.

“People believe that… this is a fair world. People who live in this world will be able to possess everything if they fight hard for it.” Feng Bujue’s lecture began. “but in the truth… there is a clear hierarchy in this world. At any era, any place, it is always the same. As long as there is people, there is a fixed social structure. Take you people for example… you foolish, ignorant, pitiable… maggots who survive in the crevice of violence, are the quintessential bottom feeders of Gotham.” He laughed. “you have the right to desire everything but that does not mean that you will ever possess them, do you know why?”

Feng Bujue leaned his face close to the camera. With a twisted smile, he uttered the answer that was already deeply buried inside everyone’s heart. “Because of the bat…”