The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 223 The First Chapter Comes Again
Out of courtesy, Mr. Copperpot gave a year.

After listening to Penguin's answer
"Hey" Quinn rubbed his head involuntarily.

It seems that this Gotham is not quite the same as the Gotham I am familiar with. The biggest difference is the timeline. This place should be a certain day more than ten years ago. At this time, Penguin was still a thin man. Bruce Wayne, the richest second-generation rich man in this city, has just finished his overseas study abroad. Or in other words, he is planning to come back to inherit the property of the Wayne family. He should still be in a certain school and be serious about his student. The good kids and the super criminals
Suddenly, Quinn realized something.

"Yeah, what about my little pudding?" She suddenly shouted, and then stared at the penguin in front of her: "My little pudding, I mean, Mr. J, Joker, clown, where is he?"

"Sorry, beautiful lady, I don't know any clowns, and it's too late to pretend to be crazy." The penguin looked coldly at Quinn who was puzzled in front of him: "1"

"Come on, throw this lady to feed the fish." Penguin said.

Following these words, several bodyguards came over aggressively.

"I said dwarf, you will regret doing this." Quinn said.

"Oh?" Penguin smiled: "For example?"

"You may not know it now, but you will know me in the future. Few people in this city dare to touch my finger, including you. Oh, yes, I have to solemnly explain that I come from many years later some time."

Penguin frowned, but he didn't stop his men from capturing the girl.

"You said. You came from many years later?" He asked with interest: "Hehe, this is quite an interesting statement, so how can you prove it?"

Quinn was pinched by the shoulders of two people who were several times older than him, but he still looked confident.

"I can tell you about Gotham many years later. It is a chaotic city full of surprises. There are countless new things every day. There are endless weirdos. The scientist who locked himself in the refrigerator, Sexy girls who stay with flowers, plants, and vines all day long, those who wear masks, and those who draw question marks everywhere, in short, Gotham at that time was a large amusement park."

"Okay, that sounds good, so what about me?" said the Penguin.

"Oh, I forgot, and you probably thought that eating more would make you grow taller, so you ate desperately. After many years, you managed to eat yourself into a fat man, but you didn't grow up at all. Gao, you are like a tumbler, hahaha——that’s why I call you Penguin, you sold some arms and some small information at that time, you should have made a lot of money, oh, yes, at that time You are the only one left in the Copperpot family, I guess, you should kill all the other competitors anyway."

Speaking of this, Quinn felt a pain in his shoulder.

"Hey, you hurt me!" She shouted angrily at the bodyguard behind her.

"Oh, well, your story is not bad, but you were a little too presumptuous in the end." The penguin snorted coldly: "Our Copperpot family is known for its unity, and what you just said is not only It's humiliating me, and it's humiliating my family."

With that said, Penguin took out a gun from his pocket.

"Hey, you may not understand the situation, I'm Harley Quinn"

"It's because you didn't figure it out. I don't know Harley Quinn. Goodbye."

With a shot of "Bang!", the Penguin fired, and the large-caliber bullet directly blasted a bloody spray on Quinn's chest.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down.

Quinn stared blankly at his bloody chest, feeling a little puzzled.

What's going on, this guy dared to shoot me?
Oh, by the way, he has no idea who I am.

It's embarrassing. It's like going back to Gotham and thinking about meeting my little pudding makes my brain a little crazy. It's not a good habit.

So?Am I going to die?
Heh, of course I can’t die, I still have to go find him. Fortunately, I have a lot of medicine in my hand. As long as this wound is given some antibiotics and adrenal before the heartbeat stops, it will heal quickly.

I don’t know if it’s because people’s thinking speed is very fast before they die. Anyway, after thinking about it, Quinn’s body just started to lean back, and she can clearly see the flames from the penguin’s muzzle gradually enlarge. , and slowly dissipated.

Then, a sense of weightlessness.

"Miss?"

A voice came.

"Hi miss.?"

It was that voice again, right next to my ear, it seemed a little familiar, but I couldn't remember where I heard it.

"I said, you can't block the door, can you give way!"

This time, the voice was obviously much louder, and Quinn suddenly came back to his senses.

First of all, what caught my eye was a few rows of shelves, the kind you often see in supermarkets.

Maybe it was because he saw himself recovering, the voice was a little louder.

"Hey, step aside, you are blocking the people behind."

Quinn turned her head in a daze, and then she saw a cashier in a convenience store, chubby and greasy at a young age.

She opened her mouth in disbelief because this person was the salesperson who was stabbed by herself.

And this small shop, she also remembered, it was the small shop when she first came to Gotham, where she bought or snatched a knife and a lollipop.

At this moment of confusion, Quinn felt something behind her touch her. She turned her head and saw a passer-by who also looked at her blankly. Obviously, she was blocking the door, preventing him from pushing the door open. .

"Oh, I'm sorry." For a moment, Quinn didn't understand what happened at all, and even apologized, and hurriedly made way.

She watched the man come in in a hurry, bought something quickly, paid the bill and walked out in a hurry.

At this time, Quinn suddenly recognized that this passer-by was the one who passed by him when he walked out of the store at the beginning, but at that time, the salesperson in front of him had already fallen into a pool of blood , and the man immediately called the police.

Quinn calmed down a little. Although she couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe this greasy but intact salesperson.

It seems that I have returned to the place where I started.

(End of this chapter)