Chapter 117: Jeromai, the Born Bad Seed

After basking in the sun for an hour.
Jerome slowly got up and walked back into the drinks store, opening the door to the abandoned warehouse.
"Pa, pa, pa..."
He looked at the scene in front of him, clapping his hands and smiling, praising, "This is truly an interesting performance. I knew you would survive..."
Jerome squatted down and pinched the little boy's face with his hand, his lips kissing the boy's forehead, and smiling, he said, "Hey, boy, do you know? You were born bad, even worse than me. My badness was driven insane by others, while yours is innate..."
"Yes, that's right, it's that kind of fearful look. Your eyes and his eyes look really similar, he always looks at me with this fearful expression, but actually he's not afraid of me at all, everything is just an act."
"Do you know who that person is?"
"This is also a memory that suddenly appeared to me recently, incredibly real. That person's name is Jerome, he is my brother."
"Boy, this story is quite long..."
"My mother, she's a heartless bitch, she has never loved anyone, she wouldn't, you know what mothers are like, she has always pushed me, always pushed me."
"I thought to myself, go ahead, Mom, be a whore! Be a drunken whore! Just don't be a nagging drunken whore! Got it? Don't come yelling at me, telling me to do the dishes, while you're busy clowning around next door, you know?"
"Hehehe... So, I just killed her..."
Gerald burst into maniacal laughter, looked at the little boy, and sighed, saying, "Oh, sorry, boy, I misspoke earlier. I didn't kill her, it was just a joke..."
"Come, let me continue telling you the story of my brother."
"Do you know? My brother's name is Jerome."
"He said, Jerome, you blame all of your life's problems on me, but in reality, Jerome, you were born flawed."
"Born bad, is that it? Perhaps, I'm not sure..."
"And then my brother made my mother believe I was trying to kill him, oh, Jerome wants to kill Jemmy!"
"Jerome told his mother, 'Mom, I'm so scared, Jerome has a knife against my throat...'"
"Oh, I made a mistake, Jerome told his mother, 'Mom, I'm so scared, Jerome wants to burn me...'"
"Boy, do you know? Then Jeromay escaped one night, and since then I really became a natural bad embryo... In that case, that cold-blooded bitch seems to be really killed by me..."
Jerome grabbed the boy's shoulder and shook him fiercely, his expression terrifying.
As Jerome shook him, he roared loudly, "She deserves it, that bitch hid Jerome Mac from me! She abandoned me, Jerome Mac's words poisoned her, Jerome Mac turned everyone I loved against me, my own flesh and blood!"
"Just like people say, anyone can be driven crazy if they have a bad day..."
Jerome's face broke into a big smile, he released his grip on the boy's shoulder and took out a gun from his pocket, aiming it at the boy's head, saying, "Jeromac, but for you, it should be just a spray, you know?"
"Bang!" a loud sound rang out.
A jet of water shot onto the terrified boy's face.
Jerome laughed heartily, reached out and wiped away the tears on the boy's face, and said gently, "Hahaha... I was just kidding... How could I bear to kill a natural troublemaker like you?"
"Boy, from today onwards, you will be my little brother, and you will be called Jeromai..."
"Hehehe... Jerom shall be Jeromai's big brother from today onwards... Come on, from now on, you don't have to hide anymore, you can do whatever bad things you want without any worries, Jeromai."
After hearing this, the look of terror in the boy's eyes disappeared, and a crazed smile similar to Jerome's appeared on the corners of his mouth. He said, "Really? If what you're saying is true, then from now on, I'll be called Jerome."
Jérôme slowly stood up upon hearing the words, gently touched the boy's head, and smiled, "Of course, Jérôme can deceive everyone, but he has never deceived Jérôme Mc..."
"So, Jellomai, my little brother, what interesting things do you want to do now? What bad things, perhaps?"
"Come and show me your talents... your pure evil..."
Jaromir looked up at Jerome, his face contorted with a maniacal grin, and said, "Jerome, my brother, let's play an interesting game. Let's kidnap the mayor of New York City, bind him at the television station, strip him naked, and broadcast a grand magic show. How about that?"
After listening, Jerome nodded, raised an eyebrow, and laughed out loud, saying, "This sounds interesting, but Jeremy, what kind of magic show do you want to do? You know, learning all kinds of magic tricks is a prerequisite for being a circus clown..."
"Waterboarding escape? Put handcuffs and ankle cuffs on the mayor, hang him upside down on a barbecue grill, tightly bind him with a hemp rope, blindfold him and place him in a transparent glass jar, slowly adding water... then enjoy his ever-changing expressions..."
"Inserting a box with a person holding a spear? Place the mayor inside a transparent box and continuously pierce it with countless spears, causing his blood to splatter... It has a strong visual impact, and that scene seems quite good..."
"The body is split in half? Place Mr. Mayor on a bed, tied down, as an extremely sharp guillotine blade descends from above and lands in the middle of his body with a loud clank. But at this moment, Mr. Mayor will not die; instead, he will let out a wailing cry of pain. The enormous agony causes his upper and lower halves to thrash about wildly, resembling a dancing lobster... Then, the upper and lower halves free themselves, and as the guillotine blade slowly descends, they are split into two..."
After listening, Jéromé shook his head and looked at Jéromé with a smile on his face. He slowly opened his mouth and said, "Brother, I think that's not thrilling enough. Those are just false fears that can't drive people insane. I want to experience a real fear that can drive people insane..."
"Let Mr. Mayor and his son experience the interesting stories that happened today. That's the real performance, isn't it?"
"True fear is never about blood, but about one painful decision after another... Let's give him a multiple-choice question, a question of who lives and who dies..."
Jerome, upon hearing the words, revealed a crazed smile on his face. He bent down and embraced Jerome tightly in his arms, planting a firm kiss on his cheek. Then, lifting him high up, he exclaimed with praise, "Jerome, my brother, I haven't misjudged you. You truly are a born troublemaker!"
After listening, Jellomain hugged Jerome's neck and whispered in his ear, "So, Jerome, when do we start our action?"
Jerome smiled and replied, "Oh, there's no hurry now. It's the end of July. Let's wait patiently. When Halloween comes, we will have a magnificent and unparalleled performance. It will be an extraordinary show."
"And, Jeromai, you are not strong enough yet. In the coming months, you will undergo a transformation, and I will make you stronger..."
"During this time, if you feel bored, you can have some fun in the Hell's Kitchen. It's actually quite interesting here."
Jerroh nodded and said, "Alright, brother. I understand. I hate these gangs here so much. They are born bad seeds, but they pretend to be civilized people..."
"They occasionally raise their glasses of red wine, drinking it as if they were part of high society, it's really disgusting..."
"I heard that all this is because of a person named Jin Bing, this person used money to destroy evil, and even tried to manipulate and constrain evil with money... it's really ridiculous."
"Brother, let's change this place together. They are no longer pure. Let's destroy all these impure scum..."
Jerome nodded and said with a smile, "JeroMac, you're right, but let the transformed you handle this matter personally!"
"Transformation takes a long time and the process is painful, but after transformation, you will have an unprecedented beauty and happiness..."
Finished speaking, Jerome walked step by step into the warehouse, holding Jeromine, in front of the pool filled with green liquid.
Then Jerome tightly re-tied Jeromy with a hemp rope, binding him tightly, and threw him into the green pool.
"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."
A bubble emerged from the pool, and Jellomai's body slowly sank to the bottom of the water. His expression was hideously agonized, as the green liquid filled with the virus of maniacal laughter crazily penetrated his body, transforming him bit by bit.
Jerome smiled and said, "Jerome, my little brother, it is only after going through these magic tricks such as escaping from drowning, inserting a spear into a box with a person inside, and splitting a person into two halves...that you will truly undergo a transformation..."
Jerome shook his head and turned away from the warehouse. Before closing the warehouse door, he took a deep look inside.
On the floor of the warehouse, there was a lying male corpse. The corpse's condition was extremely horrifying, with its limbs chopped off, revealing white bones. The wounds were uneven, and there was a large hole ripped open in the stomach, exposing its contents clearly.
At this moment, the floor of the warehouse is covered in flowing blood, but the ground is not very level, and the blood is slowly flowing towards that green pool.
This kind of corpse, the man must have suffered a lot before death, but there is a very gentle smile on his face.
Jerome smiled at this, closed the warehouse door, and said slowly, "Oh, Jerome, you are really smart, huh? This is truly an interesting scheme, persuading him to kill himself?"
"After he smiled and committed suicide, cut off his limbs... tsk tsk tsk, truly a born bastard..."
Jerome rubbed his shoe soles, stained with blood, harshly on the blanket in front of the warehouse.
After cleaning the soles of his shoes, Jerome stretched and returned to the chair in front of the beverage shop. He sat down and adopted a comfortable posture, lying down. He slowly closed his eyes and continued his sunbathing journey.
Now the crazy laughter virus doesn't seem to have enough infectivity. Where can I go to catch two humanoid bats?
Without the infection of humanoid bats, it seems that the crazy laughter virus created by my own blood alone is not enough to turn the whole of New York into a playground...
But for now, let's just continue like this. There's no need to complicate things. Nick and I are good friends now, and we can't risk exposing that.
There's no hurry to reveal it...
And in this air, there are also fun things left behind by my father, rising into the sky with that big explosion...
Hehehe... We can call it laughing gas.
That is a failed maniacal laughter virus from a massive chemical pool, which will create some fearless lunatics.
These failed viruses, after being exposed to the tremendous heat generated by the explosion, evaporated and rose up into the air. With a massive heavy rain pouring down, the land and air here were also infected.
In the future, people here will definitely be very happy, and there will be more and more smiles on their faces. Let's smile together!
"Mr. Jerome, are you out sunbathing again?"
"Mmm..."
“Mr. Jerome, are you planning to sunbathe until dark again?”
“Oh, I don't know... Maybe...”
“By the way, Mr. Jerome, today is a foggy day, there is no sun.”
"Oh... What does this have to do with sunbathing?"