"I represent the law of this city, the highest authority of the Supreme Court"
"Clown, I don't care who's hiding behind your mask, I guarantee that you'll regret this"
After saying so, the middle-aged man's figure slowly faded away.
He vanished from the corpse.
The Clown didn't seem to notice him at all, only humming a song as he walked to a corner of the bank.
There was a map of the city there.
"Clang clang clang, found it"
The Clown dipped his hand into the blood on the ground and lightly drew a line at the corner of the map.
That was the address of the City of Sin's Supreme Court.
"A debt of blood must be paid in blood — — although this isn't my personal debt, I still need to work hard right now"
The Clown muttered to himself, then looked at the Clock of Sin.
Another 7 minutes had passed.
A line of grey text appeared in the void of space:
[According to your performance, you've entered the 8th minute]
[You can choose to exchange for 7 different supernatural abilities, all of which are of the same level as the Clown's mask]
[You can also choose to exchange for these 7 minutes at once to obtain a stronger ability]
[Please choose]
The Clown pondered for a bit.
In this world, the strongest person is three times stronger than me, and I only have 12 hours.
I'm not Jang Young-ho.
A person like Jang Young-ho is capable of using every single item and power to their fullest in order to kill his enemies.
That's how hitmen do things.
— — -while my own fighting style is more suitable for solving problems in a way that others can't predict.
With that in mind, the Clown made a clear choice.
"I choose to exchange for 7 minutes at once to obtain a stronger ability"
He silently told the Clock of Sin in his mind.
As he made his choice, new lines of gray text appeared:
[Combined with your unique traits, the Clock of Sin has granted you a second supernatural ability:]
"A beautiful echo full of artistic feeling."
…
Nighttime.
On the clock tower across from the Supreme Court.
The Clown stood still.
In the corner behind him, a few beautiful women were sitting there, slowly eating and drinking.
"You don't need to follow me" the Clown said without turning around.
A woman said, "There's nothing we can do. We've already been embroiled in a dispute between a few big shots. There's no way we can escape."
Another woman replied: "I'm just an ordinary bank employee, I should have died just now, but I didn't expect to witness the crimes of the VIPs — — if I leave you, I'll be found and silenced very quickly"
The clown said nothing.
He just stared at the magnificent building in the night.
The girls exchanged glances.
A beautiful woman timidly said: "Sir, why don't you take us far away? With your power, you can definitely escape the jurisdiction of the Arbitration Court and start a new life."
"Escape?"
The Clown repeated.
He came back to his senses, cleared his throat, and said, "Do any of you know what the Arbitration Court does?"
"You don't even know this?" a woman asked in surprise.
"May I have the honor of listening to your lecture?" The Clown made a gesture of invitation.
For some reason, seeing the Clown's attitude, the woman felt an unprecedented feeling.
She took a deep breath and said: "The Court of Arbitration, the Parliament, and the military are the three most powerful forces in this city, they stand above the civilians. In this era where the apocalypse is constantly descending, they have the power to decide life and death, often fighting each other, never caring about the life and death of us ordinary people"
The Clown's baton stopped in his hand.
"I can see that you all have some supernatural abilities, why don't you join one of these three forces?"
The girls smiled bitterly.
"My ability is only that my calculation speed is very fast, it's not enough to meet their requirements in combat"
"My supernatural ability is that I'm soft as if I don't have any bones, but I'm afraid of blood, so I don't fit their standards"
"…"
The girls all spoke at once, then quickly changed the topic.
"Sir, you've offended a VIP of the Arbitration Court, please take us with you and escape"
"Don't worry, we'll listen to everything you say"
"As long as you take us with you to survive"
Listening to them, the Clown silently stared at the girls.
From their eyes, he could see their survival instincts.
The Clown cleared his throat and asked:
"The enemy is too powerful?"
The girls nodded.
The Clown clapped his hands and joyfully said: "That's great, I have a brother who taught me how to deal with such a situation"
"How to deal with it?" one of the girls gathered her courage and asked.
The Clown replied: "When facing an enemy stronger than you, you just need to make sure that they don't have the chance to attack"
The Clown took out a baton, lightly tapped it on the stone floor, then began to ramble:
"This scene reminds me of a few lines, please allow me to pay homage to my past experiences — — -"
"There are too many people in this world who don't wear masks, but use other methods to conceal themselves; while I wear this mask in order to open up my soul and reveal my true self"
"In this sinful city, I shall make my own voice known"
"And that is — — -"
The Clown pointed his baton at the Arbitration Court.
Boom!!!
Black smoke and flames erupted all over the place.
The intense explosion resounded deafeningly.
The ground trembled.
The wind howled.
"All sins in this world should be punished, this is the law of Causality, as well as my own echo"
"— — a beautiful echo of art!"
"Ahahahaha!"
The Clown laughed maniacally.
The watch on his wrist began to spin.
The grand and majestic Arbitration Court collapsed, reduced to nothing.
A figure staggered out from the rubble, about to escape, but was caught by the Clown through space and brought back to the clock tower.
Bam!
The figure was thrown down from the sky, desperately struggling on the ground.
The Clown landed, held his face in his hands, and whispered: "Sir Grand Judge, from this moment onwards, I believe that you can step down from your duties and go to Huang Quan to relax"
The man on the ground was bleeding from his head, having lost an arm in the explosion, breathing heavily: "Let … let me go, I am — — -"
"He's my man"
A solemn male voice resounded from the sky.
The Clown looked up.
Only to see an old man with a long white beard, wearing a suit of formal attire, standing in the air with a solemn expression.
"Who are you?" the Clown asked without revealing his emotions.
— — -three times.
This old man is three times stronger than me.
The Clown quickly evaluated the situation of the battle.
The old man looked down and casually spoke: "I am the manager of this place, a subordinate of the Awaitings, and you're trying to kill my son"
The Clown stood up and clapped his hands.
A hook appeared from the void of space and landed on the Grand Judge's neck.
"Speak clearly" the Clown said.
The old man showed a mocking smirk and said: "You still don't understand? Your trial was conducted in my territory, and now you dare to touch my son, have you thought about the consequences of this? "
"Let go of my son, then be obedient and do what you have to do."
"Remember, this isn't a place for you to act presumptuously"
The Clown didn't move.
The old man scowled and was about to say something else.
The Clown suddenly jumped up, stood on the Grand Judge's left, and shouted: "Sorry, the person you want to kill is my mount — — ah no, you still want to kill him? Fine, he's my disciple — — ah no, you still insist on killing him? I'll tell you the truth, he's my adopted son "
After saying that, he jumped to the Grand Judge's right, made a surprised and fearful expression, and said in a cowering voice: "So you're on the same side, it was all a misunderstanding, alright, take him away"
"Farewell"
"Farewell"
After that, the Clown crouched down again in front of the Grand Judge and held his hook.
"Look"
The Clown chuckled.
He swung his hook.
He cut off the Grand Judge's head and raised it in his hand.
"Ahahahaha, do you think I'm going to let your son go?"
The Clown laughed in a high-pitched voice.
"That kind of ending is too boring, so I'll give you an even darker ending"
The Clown showed off his head to the Grand Judge in the air and couldn't help but laugh:
"Ahahahaha, surprised? Surprised? "
Following that, the minute and second hands of the [Clock of Sin] began to move!
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