All Worlds Madhouse

The chattering stopped abruptly.

That person's mind was buzzing. In fact, the minds of everyone around him were buzzing.

What did this woman do?

They almost couldn't believe their eyes that this crazy woman just turned on the bomb switch!

"Asshole, what are you doing!" the man yelled.

On the timer, the 10-minute countdown had begun, and the ticking sound made everyone pull their hair and go crazy!

"She's crazy! Damn, this woman is crazy!" the bomb maker shouted, and then quickly waved to the people around him: "Why are you people still standing there, run away!"

This shout made the people around him calm down, and everyone hurriedly ran downstairs.

Only Floyd was left looking at Quinn.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked using the last moment.

Quinn smiled: "I'm just waiting for someone."

"Waiting for who?"

Quinn shrugged casually: "A madman, he is the only one who can find me now." As he said, Quinn looked at the other person: "Hey, why don't you run, there are only 8 minutes left."

Floyd was silent for a while. He looked at Quinn, and then at the gradually decreasing number of timers. Finally, he turned around and ran towards the exit of the rooftop.

The night wind blew by, leaving Quinn standing alone on the rooftop.

She bit the lollipop in her mouth, then looked at the bare candy stick, looking a little depressed, so she simply threw it away and sat on a pile of bombs about to explode. She hummed and took out a The grinning little doll started playing with it.

The countdown is shrinking little by little, and the crazy shouting downstairs is getting louder and louder, 5 minutes and 3 minutes

finally!

"Who are you?"

The voice rang out.

Quinn was not stunned, she just turned around. In fact, she didn't hear the direction the sound came from at all, but Quinn looked directly at the darkest corner of the entire rooftop.

He's definitely there anyway.

"You're much slower than before." Quinn muttered nonchalantly.

In the seemingly empty darkness, a figure slowly walked out, dressed in pitch black and wearing a slightly crude mask. He was the Batman of this era.

"Before?" Batman asked in confusion.

"Yeah, I just forgive you because you don't have any equipment now." Quinn continued.

Obviously, the man still didn't understand, but that's not important. The important thing is to get rid of the bomb first.

So Batman walked right up to Quinn: "Where's the controller?" he asked.

"Controller? Oh, let me think about it. Uh, it should be here, no, here?" Quinn flipped through it for a while, but in the end, she didn't take it out, but spread her hands with an apologetic expression. : "Sorry, I seem to have forgotten"

"Are you crazy?!" Batman shouted calmly, grabbing Quinn's collar.

"Hey, you are really rude. Didn't your mother teach you how to get along with a girl you just met?"

"Hurry up and turn it off, you're going to blow yourself up in three minutes!"

"Really? Haha, okay, let's blow it up. I don't mind at all. By the way, let this explosion be the first step towards Gotham's madness." Quinn said nonchalantly.

"Don't even think about it! You"

"Okay, okay, I know what you are going to say, you say it every time, so don't waste time, let's move to the next step." Quinn said: "Hit me!"

"What?" Batman was confused.

"Hit me." Quinn repeated again: "I'm a criminal, I bombed the police station, I kidnapped the bank manager, and now, I'm going to blow up the city's symbol. I should be beaten, on the head." Bleeding, flesh torn, legs broken, bones crushed, this is what I deserve, even, I deserve to die!"

"Of course you deserve it. The judge will give you all of this," Batman said.

"Come on, the judge can only sit on a chair and bang a hammer. He can't control me now, and the police can't even deal with the rioting people. At this moment, the only one who can stop me is you! Come on, beat me , you still have two minutes and thirty seconds, with your ability, it is enough to break every bone in my body, right?"

"I won't"

"You will!" Quinn interrupted Batman sharply: "You have to do this. Only if my vision is blurred by my own blood will I hand the controller to you. Otherwise, it will explode, you Do you know what that means? It's not just a matter of a few lives. This city will fall to the point where it can never be recovered. The thing you want to protect will become the thing you fear most, a city full of people. Sinful city, hahaha - if you can stop it now, you can punish me, use your fists, use your lynching, you have to throw away all laws and humanity, make me suffer, or simply kill me I!"

Quinn said, it was really ridiculous for one person to beg another person to kill her, so she smiled. At this moment, she seemed to understand why her dear little pudding always liked to play with this guy, because , Batman is really the funniest guy in the city

"Hurry up! You coward!" Seeing Batman's silence, Quinn suddenly shouted: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of being addicted! The city is already like this, and you are still thinking about yourself? Kill me quickly! You have less than two minutes left! You selfish lunatic!"

finally

"boom!"

A sharp pain came from Quinn's forehead, and the world was spinning. She knew that it was Batman's angry punch.

"Ah hahaha - good job, the first punch, but it's not enough, you have to work harder!" Quinn laughed.

"boom!"

Quinn was lifted up and then fell heavily to the ground. She felt like her stomach juice was about to spurt out.

"Turn off the bomb! Turn it off!" Batman roared crazily.

"Hahaha - you are such a good boy, but it's too early. We can play for one more minute."

Before she could finish her words, she received another punch in the abdomen.

"Look, you are getting more and more skilled. How about it? Get addicted. Your fists hit my weak body like this, punishing me and torturing me. Hahaha. You can feel the pleasure from your brain. It burst out and spread all over the body, right, you lunatic!"

"I'm not a madman!" Batman shouted, but his body started to tremble honestly, and he strangled Quinn's neck almost uncontrollably.