After drinking a glass of wine, Bruce said solemnly,"I will continue to stare at you," and turned around and left.

Clark smiled and stood watching him go away.

At this time, Joseph came over with a drink and asked curiously:"Clark, do you have any grudges between you and Mr. Wayne? Why do I see that Mr. Wayne's face doesn't look good?"

Clark took a sip of wine and smiled. Then he said:"Joseph, you know, Mr. Wayne is just that kind of person, but don't worry, there is no grudge between us."

"That's good."Joseph nodded and said.

As for what the two of them just talked about, why did Bruce Wayne look unhappy? Joseph is not a child anymore, so of course he would not ask such stupid questions...............

At 20 o'clock in the evening, the charity dinner also came to the auction.

Most of the items auctioned here are daily necessities donated by rich and famous people.

For example, the clothes you have worn, used belts, rings, etc.

If you change the situation, you can understand it as a second-hand trading market.

It's just that the proceeds from these auctions must be donated, and the flow of funds is also very fair and open. Otherwise, this organizer would not be able to hold so many charity dinners in Gotham City.

The auction began, and Clark was invited to take a seat in the front row.

Coincidentally, his neighbor is Bruce Wayne.

Maybe the organizer thought that both of them were shareholders of Wayne Group, so they arranged them together, but Bruce didn't seem satisfied with this arrangement.

"What did you donate? Clark curiously asked Bruce next to him after he sat down.

Although Bruce didn't like Clark very much, he still answered:"A ring, what about you?""

"Such a coincidence? I am also a ring. Clark said with a smile.

"There are many people donating rings."Bruce said expressionlessly.

This guy is like this, not humorous at all.

No wonder he doesn't have any friends!

The auction begins; each item is auctioned off at a price much higher than its own price.

After all, everyone is here for charity, so many I don’t care if I spend some money or something, after all, my wealth is there.

In the middle, Clark also took a picture of a pretty good-looking mask, which cost 560,000.

To be honest, although this mask has fine workmanship, and its surface Some of the diamonds inlaid are worth some money, but the overall price, excluding brand premiums, is only a few hundred thousand at most.

Clark spent 560,000, which feels a bit like being taken advantage of.

But it's all for charity.!

Clark doesn’t care whether these things are worth the money.

"Very beautiful mask."

At this time, Bruce next to him suddenly said something to Clark.

Clark glanced at him in surprise. He didn't expect that this boring gourd would take the initiative to talk to him. He thought that this guy would be mute the whole time.

"Do you think so too? It's quite beautiful."

Clark said.

At this time, Bruce said:"It comes with more beautiful gifts."

Clark:"???"

Clark didn't understand.

But he soon understood.

Because in a seat in the back row, a woman wearing a white crystal dress was nodding and smiling at Clark, expressing goodwill.

"you know? Clark nodded in response and asked Bruce next to him.

"Christiana, a noble lady."Bruce said in a light tone:"I have met her several times before. She is a very smart woman. She is different from other women."

"Is it."Clark looked noncommittal.

He was not very interested in Miss Christiana.

On the contrary, he was very interested in the person standing behind the curtain on the left.

"Gotham City's charity dinner should have something to do!"

Clark muttered in his heart.

Almost as soon as he had this thought, something with thick green smoke suddenly rolled out from both sides of the auction hall.

"It's poisonous gas!"

Bruce is indeed an experienced superhero. He recognized what these things were at the first sight. He quickly reached out and covered his mouth and nose with his clothes, but it was obviously a little late now.

The effect of this poisonous gas is very strong. Bruce only inhaled a little and felt dizzy.

He staggered and fell to his knees directly, and then more poisonous gas was inhaled.

A second before passing out, Bruce saw the man sitting next to him still sitting There, it seems that he is still looking at himself with a smile.

‘It's him? '

Bruce doubted it.

But he could no longer verify it, because he fainted the next second

"What is this for? Another mass kidnapping?"

Clark looked at the people who fainted around him, and then thought about it and imitated Bruce next to him, fell to the ground, and began to pretend to be faint.

After a while......

A group of people wearing gas masks came out from both sides of the hall.

The leader was wearing a large purple suit. He walked to the front row with strange steps and picked up the faces of the people on the ground one by one to look at them.

When he saw Bruce, his movements obviously paused, and then he let out a few strange laughs.

"Take them all away."

A group of men came up.

They picked up the people one by one, put them on the cars that had been prepared outside, and took them all away from the scene.

At this time, Clark, like the others, was put on a car.

Feeling the car Driving with slight bumps on the road, Clark used his mental power to look at the surrounding scenery.

He was curious, where were these clown gang guys going to take him?

Yes!

This group suddenly broke into the charity dinner scene The gangster is the famous clown gang in Gotham City.

Unlike their previous leaderless dilemma, the clown gang now has a new king!

The clown!!!

It should be said that he is a clown from another world!

He The clown gang has once again ruled the world.

It should be said that he is the real clown. It is too simple for him to rule a clown gang. Even though he looks different from the clowns in this world, he is surprisingly amazing in the process. The success.

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