Chapter 902: The Victorious Joker and the Failed Justice

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Bang! Bang——

Gunshots echoed in the theater, tightening the audience's hearts, as suppressed emotions became increasingly taut.

As the Joker fired shot after shot, those who mocked him, bullied him, and oppressed him, had their heads burst open like rotten watermelons, bright red juices spurting from the back of their heads, staining the pristine walls and floors with red.

Bodies twitched on the ground, and as the Joker exited the doorway, he sprinted wildly.

With his face painted a ghastly white and a gaping maw of blood, dressed in a purple performance suit, he ran as if chasing a future of freedom with the wind at his heels.

The audience's repressed emotions were finally unleashed; the on-screen murderer sprinting towards freedom seemed to embody the viewers themselves.

Many ordinary people lived hard lives, hoping to see the future, fearing they wouldn't be able to see it at all.

Their future was clear at a glance.

Burdens heavy upon them, yet powerless to change.