The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 224 Private Chat

I am dreaming?

This was the first explanation that popped into Quinn's mind, but she quickly dismissed the idea.

Although people do not know that they are dreaming when they are dreaming, but if they are not dreaming, they must know that they are awake. This can be easily known by looking at the details around them.

So, is it because something unexplainable happened after he died just now?

So Quinn walked over to the salesperson.

"Do you know me?" she asked straight to the point.

The other party looked at Quinn: "I'm sorry, I probably don't know him."

"So, what did I do just now?" Quinn continued to ask.

Although the salesperson was a little puzzled, but considering Quinn's hot figure, he still answered this strange question: "You just walked in, and then you just stood there, blocking the door behind you."

"How long have I been in a daze?"

"About half a minute?" The man hesitated and replied.

Quinn nodded, and then walked into the shopping area.

Just like in my memory, the fruit knife was still in its original position, and so was the lollipop. Quinn picked up the knife and put the lollipop in his mouth. That's right, that's the taste.
Nothing has changed, the only thing that has changed is that I haven't stabbed the knife into the cashier's stomach at this moment.

"Do you know what I'm going to do?" Quinn asked, shaking the fruit knife in his hand.

"Well, pay?" The cashier responded inexplicably.

"Hey, you really don't understand girls' minds." Quinn smiled, and then slowly opened the package of the fruit knife.

Two minutes later, the traffic light at the end of the street was red. Quinn briefly glanced at the newspaper in his hand, and then wiped the blood on the fruit knife with it.

I can't believe it, but
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Seems to backtrack.

Still 75th Street in Gotham City.

It is still the entrance of Bingshan restaurant.

He was still the strong man with big arms and round waist.

However, the time now is a bit later than last time.
Quinn quickly walked towards the door of the restaurant, and a big hand arrived in front of him as expected.

"Sorry, miss, our business hours are not up yet." Same as last time, the guy said the same thing.

Quinn turned his head to look at the guard, and then showed a charming smile.

"Dang" kick!
The man's veins bulged, and he squatted down clutching his crotch.

"Good boy~" Quinn smiled, walked into the restaurant with her slender waist twisted,

"Short~Penguin~Colbert~ Come out, I know you're here!" Quinn didn't talk nonsense this time, but started to shout after entering the door.

The cleaning staff around saw this posture, and they were all smart enough to realize what was going to happen, so they quickly left here with their tools in their hands.

Sure enough, several security guards came out quickly, and under the support of the security guards, it was the Penguin in a suit.

"Hello miss." Similar to the last time, this time the penguin is still very polite: "I don't know, you came here, kicked the 'little baby' of my staff and yelled in my restaurant Why do you call me a dwarf?"

"Of course I'm looking for you." Quinn said, and then walked to the bar as if nothing had happened: "Bring me the lemonade."

"Hehe, then, why are you looking for me?" But Potter said, "I'll give you ten seconds, you'd better give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise, I can only throw you into the pool Feed the sharks."

Quinn glanced at his mouth: "You're really good to your shark. Well, I'm not kidding, I'm a guy from Gotham many years later, but now I'm back here, oh, I'm not only back here , I came back twice, in fact, I was here just now, but you gave me a shot and brought me back to this morning, do you understand what I mean?"

Quinn said this paragraph of words that even she thought was stupid, but at the same time she was seriously observing the eyes of everyone present.

Sure enough, those eyes also looked at him like a fool, including Cobblepot himself.

"Very well, it seems that you don't know what I'm talking about." Quinn said, "At first I thought I went back in time, because you got some weird things in your hands, then Now it looks like I'm the one who went wrong."

Quinn confirmed that his return had nothing to do with Penguin, and seemed relieved.

"I'm sorry, miss, but it seems a little late to start pretending to be crazy now. I didn't stop counting when you said those stupid things just now. Now, it happens to count to 1, so you can only die!"

The voice just fell
"Bang!" A shot rang out.

But the gunshot was not made by Cobblepot and his gang, but from Quinn. At this moment, she did not know where to take out a gun, and the gun was emitting faint blue smoke, and it pointed One of the bodyguards was covered with blood on his chest.

"Stop messing around, baby, how can I be killed by you twice in a row, so, this time, let me go first." Quinn said, it turned out that she got a gun in advance before coming to the Bingshan Restaurant, everyone Don't care where he got the gun, anyway, that's why she came a little late.

While taking advantage of the stupor caused by the sudden shot, Quinn pulled the trigger again and again. After a few shots, several bodyguards spattered blood on the spot.

At this moment, the few remaining people beside Coppert showed fairly good psychological quality, and immediately suppressed the panic in their hearts, and immediately took out their weapons.

"Oh, oh, don't act rashly." Quinn raised her slender legs and said confidently: "Look at the muzzle of my gun, he is facing you." She smiled and looked at Penguin: "You don't even know my name. In Gotham City, it's a bit risky to kill someone who doesn't even know his name. Besides, I have absolute confidence. Before your men shoot , use bullets to blow up your little baby. You are a businessman, use the calculations in your mind to calculate, and now exchange my life for yours, is it really good?"

The Penguin was pointed at the gun, and looked at the corpses lying beside him, and finally revealed a gloomy expression, then waved his hand, telling the people beside him to put down the gun.

"Okay, so what's your name?"

"Harley Quinn."

"Well, unfortunately, I don't know the name, so the next question, what do you want to do here?"

"It's very simple. I want to ask you a few questions, very personal questions. At the same time, as a reward, I will also give you some information that you dream of." When he said this, Quinn had already walked in front of the Penguin : "Believe me, this is a deal that you will be absolutely satisfied with, so I think the two of us should find a quieter place and have a chat alone."

Penguin looked at the muzzle of Quinn's gun. The marksmanship shown by the crazy woman just now made him believe that if he fought her desperately now, she would die unintentionally, but he would definitely not have good fruit to eat. For a businessman, such consequences are definitely not profitable.

"Hahaha—well, although I don't know why, you seem to know me very well." The penguin smiled: "Then, please follow me."

As he spoke, the Penguin led the way and led Quinn into a box.

"This is the most private place in the Bingshan restaurant." Penguin said.

Quinn nodded: "Okay, here it is."

"However, before you go in, you have to hand over your gun." The Penguin said with a smile.

Quinn raised an eyebrow.
"This is the rule." The penguin said again: "To be honest, what you are doing now is enough for you to go to God right away. I am a businessman, not a philanthropist. If you put down the gun now, we still have more money." Talk, but if you still use this kind of life-threatening method, then, believe me, we can't negotiate a deal, and you will definitely regret it."

Quinn thought about it casually. Of course, she would not think that a person who could hold all the arms business in Gotham City in his arms would be held hostage by a gun of her own.

"Okay." Quinn smiled, then threw the gun into the arms of a bodyguard next to him, and then walked into the box without looking back.

Penguin followed suit.

This box is not very big, and there is no gorgeous decoration, with a sofa around it and a round table in the middle.

The door of the box was closed, and there were some bodyguards guarding the door.

So at this moment, Quinn has completely sent himself into a situation of life and death, but this is also natural, after all, this is the Bingshan restaurant, as long as you walk in here, even if you have a circle of grenades strapped to your body, you In the end, it will be a similar result.

"Okay, this place is completely soundproof, there are detectors at the door, you and I have no weapons on us, and there are no monitors here, so now, we can talk about your so-called business." Penguin said.

"Hey, that's what I said, but if you are not satisfied with my business, you will definitely kill me immediately." Quinn also said, and sat down casually.

"Of course, after all, those who make trouble here are unlikely to end well, but since you are here, you must have a deal that interests me."

Quinn nodded: "That's natural. I know you are plotting to usurp the Copperpot family's property."

After the Penguin heard this, he didn't show any surprise at all. He just smiled and shook his head: "Haha, you must have got the wrong information. The Cobbot family is the most united family."

"Don't worry, I'm not someone your family sent to trick you." Quinn said, "I can help you defeat your competitors, your brother, your uncle, and those who don't like you all day long." Guys. This is what I'm here for, if you're not interested, kill me now."

Penguin's smiling face gradually turned cold, and he looked at Quinn unabashedly with cold eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.

it's been like this for a while
"Okay, I'm very interested in your business." The Penguin returned to his polite smile: "So... what kind of reward do you want?"

Quinn smiled: "Remuneration, hahaha - it's very simple. You take off your pants"

(End of this chapter)