The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 251 Prey ([-])

what is this?
What the hell is going on with this woman?

The clown-like man looked at the woman riding on him, watching her gently sucking the sharp blade in his hand, frowning.

The emotion was unmistakably disgust, and beyond that there was a palpable familiarity and... panic.

Has he seen this woman?he does not know.

But if you haven't seen it, then why is the blade sticking to the opponent's lips for 3 seconds, or even 5 seconds, but you still haven't cut it off.

"Ah ha ha--"

The clown suddenly let out a weird cry, kicked Harley Quinn away, and got up straight away.

"Hehehe, he's such a difficult guy, haha, but it's quite interesting, then, come on and let me kill you." The clown smiled strangely, then swung his knife and poked at Quinn's chest.

However, to his surprise, this woman smiled just like that and opened her arms, as if she was welcoming a big hug instead of a knife.

"Come on, little pudding." She closed her eyes and said softly.

The clown froze in place again, bastard. It was this feeling, which seemed to come out of his mind. This feeling confused him, made him hesitate, made him bored and painful.

"This beautiful lady, hehehe. Please forgive me for asking a stupid question before stabbing you to death. Why didn't you avoid it?" The clown asked very politely.

"Where are you from?" Quinn said with a smile.

The clown licked his lips: "Ah? Hehe. I don't know if you understand or not. Answering a question with a question is a very rude behavior."

"I understand." Quinn said, eyes blinking, like a girl waiting for a bedtime story: "So, where are you from?"

"Hmm——" For some reason, the clown who wanted to kill the other party just now showed a hesitant expression. He pinched his chin and began to seriously think about this issue.

"Where do I come from? Well—that is indeed a question, but. Hey, I said, I don't know, because these questions make me remember. I hate remembering. It's too tricky. Last moment, you still Immerse yourself in a pleasant dream, look at the dazzling lights, listen to the wonderful music, stand under the Ferris wheel and feel the joy of the knife separating your throat, and in the next second, it will suddenly pull you to Places you don't expect—dark and dreary places, full of depressing and vague shadows you want to forget, and you see, memories are so repulsive... like a little beast about to be born."

"So... I can't answer this question for you." When he said these words, he had already come to Quinn's side, and the knife gently pressed against her neck: "Now, can I stab it in, Of course, you can scream and cry, I understand you, after all you are going to die. Come on come on"

As the clown said, his eyes were full of this woman who had just met but seemed to know her very well. He saw something that he didn't like in the other's eyes. He didn't notice at all that a black shadow had disappeared. The sound fell from the sky.

"Let go of that woman!" came the gloomy voice from the shadows.

The clown was taken aback, and turned around abruptly. At the same time, he hugged Quinn in his arms. He hugged him tightly, like a couple in love. If he hadn't put the knife on Quinn On the neck, it is more like.

"Hey hey sure enough, the police are always the slowest to come." The clown said, the dagger had cut through Quinn's neck, and a few drops of blood dripped down the tip of the knife.

"Let go of that girl, what do you want?" Batman asked.

"Oh oh wait, I seem to have seen you, let me think, um. Is it in the circus? Hahahaha, ah, yes, you ask me what I want? Tsk tsk - good question, I think I want a lot of things, for example, now, I want this girl's life!"

"Okay." Quinn interjected particularly inappropriately.

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Both Batman and Joker seemed to be silent for a second.

And at this moment, a series of alarm bells sounded in the distance
"Ah, look, they're coming, and the cops, like they always do, start warning everyone from a kilometer away, 'We're coming, you have 5 minutes to escape'. Hahaha, I think , if they change the horn of the police car, the chances of the police catching the prisoner on the spot will increase a lot!"

"That joke isn't funny," Batman said coldly.

"Hehehe—poof—"

Another very inappropriate voice came, and the Joker and Batman frowned and looked at the hostage together. At this moment, she was trying to hold back her laughter, and her face was a little red.

"I'm sorry, but it's a good joke." Quinn said a little embarrassed.

"Thank you!" The clown responded, "But Miss, you seem to be a little noisy."

As he said that, the knife in his hand cut Quinn's neck without warning.
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha----"

The clown laughed wildly, threw Quinn to the ground, and ran away like a prank!
"Damn it." Batman was dumbfounded, he didn't expect at all, why did this weird guy suddenly attack the hostages?And why is this hostage crazy? Was this clothes stolen from a circus?Well, he didn't think about it now, and because of Quinn's current appearance, he didn't recognize that this guy was the crazy woman who was wanted.

In short, Batman rushed over quickly: "Hold on, you'll be fine!"

As he spoke, he took out a tube of something from his belt and sprayed it on the wound on Quinn's neck.

Due to the characteristics of Quinn's body and the fact that Batman's props are easy to use, the wound on her neck began to heal quickly.

In the distance, the sound of the police car had gradually increased. Batman put Quinn on the ground as soon as he saw the gate of the amusement park.

"Uh..." After being absent-minded for a few seconds, Quinn snorted softly, and immediately regained her senses. She looked at the blood on her body, and immediately recalled what happened just now.

"Really, every time the two of us finally have time to be alone, you stinky bat will come to make trouble!" Quinn yelled angrily, and then, regardless of the wound on his neck, he quickly got up.

From somewhere in the distance, there is a sharp laugh
Quinn chased after him without thinking.

(End of this chapter)