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New York City Hospital.
At this moment, it was teeming with people. The crowd had grown so large that even the road in front of the hospital was completely blocked, and ambulances couldn't drive in.
Many of the injured had to be carried into the hospital by nurses, making the scene even more chaotic.
Amidst the commotion, a thin Indian man quietly stepped out of one of the ambulances.
He quickly slipped into the nearby alley, ripped off his hood, revealing a strikingly handsome face.
"It was a fun day," he muttered with a slight smile.
Reentering the street, he casually made his way toward his apartment.
Perhaps it was the aftermath of today's explosion, as the room next door was unusually quiet.
Without the usual roaring or wheezing, Jackson Chen felt a strange calm.
He gently closed his door, picked up a wine goblet, and poured himself a glass of red wine.
Lying slowly on the sofa, the Rubik's Cube in his pocket began to tremble slightly, emitting a faint blue light as it floated up.
As the light flickered, each square of the Rubik's Cube shifted, the letters rearranging themselves into a single message.
Jackson Chen swirled the wine in his glass, half-squinting as he gazed at the message that appeared. The corners of his mouth lifted in amusement. "Now, this is a truly interesting proposal."
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Meanwhile, in Gotham City.
In a narrow alley, a thin man with a red nose and a wild green wig danced with exaggerated, funny steps.
A broad grin spread across his face, seemingly caught in the joy of his strange performance.
Before him stood a little girl, giggling at the clown's antics.
As the distance between them grew shorter, a man suddenly rushed in from nowhere.
Grabbing the little girl, he held her protectively and glared at the clown in horror.
"Stay away from my daughter!"
"You freak!"
The muscular man shoved the clown, knocking him into the wet, grimy pavement, his costume soaking up the filth.
The clown's previously amused expression twisted into a bitter one as he slumped against a foul-smelling garbage can. His eyes darkened, a menacing glint now visible.
But through the man's broad back, a timid gaze peered, revealing the girl's innocent, lively eyes.
The clown suddenly let out a laugh, the red paint on his face comically stretching as he grinned.
But the man's face filled with contempt, and he spat at the clown with disgust. "Go die, you freak!"
Pulling the little girl away, he quickly disappeared down the street.
The clown stayed slumped against the moldy trash can until the girl was completely out of sight.
His face grew cold, filled with madness.
He shivered under the bleak rays of the setting sun.
Suddenly, the clown erupted in a deranged laugh: "Hee-hee... Giggle giggle..."
Then, dragging his crooked frame, he stood up.
"The world today is utterly disgusting."
His voice was hoarse, like the rattling engine of an old car.
But at that moment, his attention was drawn to a large electronic screen across the street.
In fact, he had been watching it for a while.
And now, as the Hulk in the footage demolished two rooms, an empty room was revealed.
A recording of eerie laughter echoed through the icy basement.
The Avengers' shocked and horrified expressions were captured on screen, feeding directly into the eyes of the Joker.
He trembled slightly.
Then, a flicker of fanaticism—no, outright excitement—sparked within him!
Like a gambler stumbling upon endless treasures in a hidden cave, the Joker's grin stretched wide.
He went from a mere smile to laughing in a way that would make anyone's skin crawl.
"Hee-hee... Cluck!"
"Perfect, just perfect!"
"I love this guy to death... Hahahahaha!"
The clown before the screen laughed so hard he nearly cried, his hoarse voice shouting, "Fascinating! So much fun! This world is just too amusing, hahaha!"
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Meanwhile, in New York City, the aftermath of these events was spreading like wildfire.
The issue was being debated everywhere—from the United States to the entire world.
"When the righteous hero you idolize becomes the executioner of murder, will you still trust him?"
"Can the Avengers really be held accountable for their actions?"
"Can the citizens of New York City still trust superheroes?"
"Should organizations like the Avengers even be considered legitimate?"
"Are they thugs masquerading as heroes, or are they true protectors of justice?"
The media was rife with reports like these!
Even Stark Industries was surrounded by hordes of reporters.
Controversy raged across the internet.
"Steve, get out of this country! You don't deserve to speak for freedom or fairness!"
"It is absurd that the executioner of World War II, masquerading as a symbol of justice, has now become a messenger of peace!"
"The Avengers will only bring disaster! From the wormholes over New York, to this latest explosion, to the flying steel robots, and the monstrous green giant! The government should disband them!"
"In fact, aside from Captain America, what concerns me most is the terrorist criminal who deceived the entire world!"
"I am shocked by the complexity of his planning and execution. He didn't kill anyone, but he completely dismantled a superhero!"
"Setting aside my stance, I have to admit, I even admire this guy in a strange way!"
"No! Your thoughts are dangerous. I can only feel fear toward him. Someone like that is far too dangerous!"
"Exactly! The moment those two rooms were opened, I felt a chill. Think about it—using the entire city of New York as a bomb test site, all to bring down Captain America? This guy's a demon! How can anyone still idolize him?"
"Oh, you so-called normal people... as a professional criminal, I can tell you that Jackson Chen's name is already famous across the entire underworld."
"I'm telling you, he's the idol of every evildoer, a criminal genius among geniuses! Hahahahaha!"
In just one day, not only did self-proclaimed righteous people flood the internet with opinions, but even notorious criminals openly declared that Jackson Chen had become their spiritual leader!
Many criminal organizations began actively searching for any sign of Jackson Chen, hoping to collaborate with him.
Even the once-vanished Hydra began to resurface.
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