Chapter 22 Being a clown will make you shorter
"Oh, Bruce, I have three tons of ancient medieval gold coins here, which can be given to you at 90% of the market price of gold. What do you think?"
In Wayne Manor, Chen Mang sat opposite Bruce Wayne with a very sincere expression: "Don't worry, these gold coins are not stolen money, but the uninhabited thing I picked up when I was walking by the beach."
Bruce Wayne had a smile on his face, but wanted to grab the gold coins on the table and stuff them into Chen Mang's mouth.
After snatching my father-in-law's gold coins and selling them to my son-in-law, Gotham several times, I'm afraid that the Terminator in front of me can do it...
On the way to Arkham that night, the clown who was talking to him had already explained the story to him.
As smart as him, he immediately figured out Chen Mang’s plan this time.
Chen Mang and the clown designed this fraud together, and then Chen Mang asked Clark to tell him the fake information about the treasure and asked him to deal with the clown.
This series of things makes Batman feel that he was not born in Gotham, which is really a waste of his criminal ability...
However, although he was angry, the price offered by Chen Mang was reasonable.
He had asked Talia that the ninja master's gold coins were full of gold, and it would be put into use immediately as soon as it was re-furnished and forged.
Moreover, if this gold flows into the black market, the damage caused may be immeasurable...
Thinking of this, Bruce Wayne glanced at Chen Mang depressedly and stretched out his hand and said, "Happy cooperation."
Chen Mang nodded with a smile, then swept his right hand on the table, and the handful of gold coins on the table disappeared instantly.
Damian looked at Chen Mang in surprise and said, "What a magical magic, Uncle Chen Mang, can you teach me?"
Chen Mang got up and came to Damian, squatted down, and said, "What are you doing when you learn magic?"
Damian smiled innocently: "Because it's cool, and magic can bring joy. When I grow up, I might become a magician or a clown!"
Chen Mang touched his head and advised him earnestly: "It's better not to, being a clown will make you shorter."
Damian tilted his head and asked with confusion: "Why do you become shorter when you are a clown?"
Chen Mang said with a sympathy: "Because Batman will break your legs, he hates Joker the most."
Damian showed a hint of horror in his eyes, and he hugged Chen Mang's arm and said, "Batman is so terrible!"
Chen Mang nodded: "When you grow up, you can be a good policeman and capture Batman into Arkham."
Damian was encouraged and said with a firm look: "Well, when I grow up, I must send Batman to Arkham with my own hands!"
Bruce Wayne: “…”
Chen Mang stood up with a smile, waved back at Bruce Wayne, who was twitching at the corners of his eyes, and said goodbye: "Happy cooperation, dear Bruce, I won't disturb Damian from practicing magic. Goodbye!"
Walking out of Wayne Manor, Chen Mang got on the newly bought sports car and drove towards the Iceberg Restaurant in a happy mood.
When passing by the corner of the street, Chen Mang suddenly noticed someone monitoring him. He swept the street lights and found a sloppy man wearing a windbreaker and a cigarette holding a sloppy man leaning against the wall.
After finding out that he looked at him, the man glanced at his car logo as if nothing had happened, whistled, looking envious, and looked like an ordinary homeless man.
After Chen Mang left, the homeless man turned around and walked into the alley, took a deep breath, and said to the clown woman hiding in the dark: "Is he our target this time? Oh, God, Amanda and Luther will really cause trouble for us. His magic power is stronger than all the demons I have ever seen..."
The clown shrugged: "There is no way, she has to come with a few of us. But there seems to be no bombs installed in your body. Why do you come to Gotham to take this muddy water, Constantine?"
Constantine spitted a cigarette ring and said, "I was diagnosed with lung cancer and could only live for another year at most. Luther said he had a treatment for me."
Constantine had the ability to identify demons and angels since childhood. This superpower caused him endless troubles and forced him to choose to commit suicide.
Fortunately, he did not die that time, but those who committed suicide cannot go to heaven after death. Satan also said that after his death, he would come to collect his soul in person.
In order not to go to hell after death, he became a professional exorcist, expelling the demons on earth, hoping that his soul could go to heaven after death.
But now his life is only one year left, and according to his calculations, his contribution is not enough to bring him to heaven.
Just then, Luther came to him and said there was a way to cure him, so he followed Luther's instructions and joined the suicide squad and came to Gotham to carry out the task of arresting Chen Mang.
As for why Chen Mang was arrested, the reason was because of Clark's alien identity.
Amanda is a senior executive of the Sky Eye Society who handles superhuman affairs, Warden Bellif, the Superhuman Prison. She believes that superheroes are potentially a huge threat to the country, and she feels distrustful of human heroes like Batman.
Luther is the chairman of the Lex Group, which is rich and rich, and is one of the smartest people on earth. Since the day Superman appeared, Luther has been committed to freeing the world from this alien threat.
The last time General Zod invaded the earth, Superman and Chen Mang showed a very close relationship.
Luther and Amanda both felt that Superman was a threat. The two hit it off and wanted to join forces to capture Chen Mang to threaten Superman.
To this end, Amanda summoned the super criminals to form a suicide squad. Luther analyzed that Chen Mang knew magic and specially found Constantine, who was also proficient in magic, to join.
However, after seeing Chen Mang, Constantine gave up.
Chen Mang's magic power is too powerful, and the task is much more difficult than exorcism. I'm afraid that not only will the task be completed, but he will have to spend his life in this year. He has to find a scapegoat that he can betrayed at the critical moment...
A ray of light flashed in Constantine's eyes, and she smiled and looked at the clown girl: "Halley, how beautiful are you? How many boyfriends have you had before the clown?"
The clown girl counted with her fingers: "One, two, three, there are probably three, where are you?"
Constantine shrugged: "I'm three too."
The clown girl shook her head slightly with disbelief: "You can't hide it from me. I used to be a psychologist. I could smell the scum on you from a distance. You have definitely had more than three girlfriends."
Constantine was slightly stunned: "Aren't we talking about boyfriends?"
A gossip flashed out in the clown's eyes and said excitedly: "Oh, I think we should find a bar and have a good exchange!"
Constantine looked like a gentleman, bent down and gave in and said, "Please!"
Chapter completed!