The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 237 It's finally here

Chapter 237 Finally Came Back

Quinn opened his eyes
"Okay, that's it again." Quinn thought, and then chuckled a bit. She didn't expect that Batman would actually kill herself. Didn't he never kill people?

But it seems that what I did was a bit too much, but it doesn't matter, as long as I do it again, as long as I am still in this city, as long as I can see Little Pudding, then it doesn't matter if I come a few more times.

So Quinn turned his head, ready to say hello to the salesperson.

but
"Hey?"

Only then did she realize that something was wrong. Her thinking did not move her head, but pulled out a severe pain in her neck.

The pain woke Quinn up.

She was surprised to find that she was not standing in the familiar convenience store at the moment, and there was no salesperson beside her.

Now, in front of her eyes is a somewhat shabby ceiling with signs of mildew in the corners.
"Where am I?" This was the first question that came to Quinn's mind, and then she sat up with difficulty, the pain in her neck made her subconsciously touch it.

Then, she touched a tightly wrapped bandage.

"So, I'm not dead." Quinn said quietly.

She began to look around, it looked like an old house, there was no furniture around, only a table, and a bed.On the wall next to the bed, there is a nail driven into the wall. Now, there is an infusion bottle hanging on it, the medicine in it is slowly dripping down, and the other end is connected to the back of his hand.

Just then the door of the room was pushed open, and a man walked in.

Quinn froze for a moment, because she knew this person.

He is the mercenary who is quite capable. What is his name.

"Hi, you're awake." Seeing Quinn sitting up, the man said, "Oh, by the way, my name is Freud, and you never asked my name. So."

Quinn ignored his self-introduction, but looked at the infusion bottle above his head and cast a questioning look.

"Ah, what are you talking about, the antibiotics I got out of you, why do you have these things on your body?"

Quinn didn't answer, but still looked at the other party calmly.

"Well, well, I just want to say that on the battlefield, the use of this simple medicine is a necessary skill, so you don't have to worry, and the bandage on your neck is also wrapped up for you by me." Floyd De shrugged and said.

"How did I get here?" Quinn asked.

"Ah, it's like this. I had already left the rooftop at first, but when I saw that you hadn't come down, I felt a little uneasy, so I turned back again, and as soon as I got to the rooftop, I saw a lunatic pinching you. If I touch your neck, I will kill that lunatic and save you by the way."

Floyd said, and finally showed a faint smile, waiting for the other party's thank you.

However, to his complete surprise, Quinn seemed to have a dazed, terrified, and obviously disbelieving expression after hearing these words.

"You said. You killed that lunatic?" She asked a little confused.

"Uh yes, he is going to kill you, you should be able to remember it, but luckily I arrived in time."

"asshole!"

Quinn stood up abruptly and roared angrily. At the same time, she removed the needle from her hand: "...Is there a newspaper?"

"What?" Floyd was also stunned. He wondered why he felt that she was so angry that he had saved the woman's life no matter what.

Of course Quinn was angry: "Newspapers! Newspapers these days, damn, how long have I been in a coma!" she yelled.

"Newspaper. Oh, here are a few." Freud quickly responded inexplicably: "Also...you have been in a coma for more than a week."

Quinn snatched the newspaper handed over by the other party and flipped through it.

As she expected, the newspapers these days are almost all filled with the same reports.

The police station was attacked, the bank was robbed, riots, a big explosion on the top of the Wayne Building, and a wanted warrant for the super criminal 'Harley Quinn'.

In addition to these, there are finally some new titles in the past two days.

For example: the riots were finally suppressed; the police station began to be rebuilt; the residents' emotions were appeased, and so on.

Well, it seems that everything didn't go as expected. After a brief period of madness, people slowly returned to the right track. The most important thing is that if Batman dies, then many weirdos should not Will appear, and that 'clown' is naturally included.

Quinn lowered her head helplessly: "Kill me." She said weakly.

"what?"

"Kill me, stop talking nonsense, forget it, give me a gun, and I will do it myself." Quinn said, and then went to take out the gun in the opponent's waist.

"What are you talking about, are you crazy?" Freud was completely stupid. He wondered if the woman's brain was broken due to lack of oxygen.

And Quinn yelled angrily: "You are such a waste that only adds to the chaos. When I come back next time, I will never hire you again. No, I will hire you again, and then I will hire you when I meet you for the first time." Time to kick your balls!"

In this way, Freud was inexplicably scolded while resisting Quinn helplessly, so as to prevent her from really pulling out a gun and destroying herself.

However, Quinn suddenly seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye.

She calmed down for a moment, and then, throwing Floyd aside, she bent down and picked up a newspaper from the floor.

There was such a report in a small corner of the newspaper.

"The Monster in Black at Night"

There is a line of fine print below

"Several robbers were beaten and maimed"

At the end of the report, there is also a close-up photo of a man with a bruised nose and a swollen face from a beating.

Quinn looked at the man, and at the corner of the photo, a black, bat-shaped piece of iron scattered around, and smiled.

(End of this chapter)

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