All Worlds Madhouse

What's this?

What is going on with this woman?

The clown-like man looked at the woman riding on him, frowning as she gently sucked the sharp blade in his hand with her mouth.

This emotion is undoubtedly disgust. In addition, there is also an overt familiarity and panic.

Has he seen this woman? he does not know.

But if you haven't seen it before, then why is the blade stuck to the other person's lips for 3 seconds, or even 5 seconds, but he still hasn't cut it.

"Ah ha ha--"

The clown suddenly screamed strangely, kicked Harley Quinn away, and then jumped up.

"Hehehe, he's such a difficult guy, haha, but it's quite interesting. So, come on and let me kill you." The clown laughed, then swung the knife and stabbed Quinn in the chest.

However, a little bit to his surprise, this woman actually smiled like this and opened her arms, as if she was receiving a big hug instead of a knife.

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

The clown froze in place again, bastard. It was this feeling that 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 I stab you to death. Why didn't you hide away?" the clown asked extremely politely.

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

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

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

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

"Where do I come from? Well--this is indeed a question, but hey, I said it, I don't know, because these questions will make me recall memories that I hate. It's too cunning. 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 when the knife separates your throat, and the next second, it will pull you violently A place you didn't expect - it's dark and desolate, full of depressed and vague shadows that you want to forget. You see, memories are so disgusting and abominable. Just 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: "So 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."

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

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

The clown was stunned, turned around suddenly, and at the same time, he hugged Quinn in his arms. He hugged her tightly, like a young couple in love. If he hadn't put the knife against Quinn On the neck, it's more like.

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

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

"Oh oh oh, wait, I think I've seen you before, let me think about it, um. Was it at the circus? Hahahaha, ah, by the way, you asked me what I want? Tsk tsk - good question, I think I want a lot of things, for example right now, I want this girl’s life!”

"Okay." Quinn interjected at a particularly inappropriate time.

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

At this moment, a series of alarm bells sounded in the distance

"Ah, look, they are coming. The police, as usual, started reminding everyone from a kilometer away, 'We are coming, you still have 5 minutes to escape.' Hahaha, I think , if they change the horn of the police car, the chance of the police catching the criminal on the spot will be greatly improved!"

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

"Hehehe-poof-"

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

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

"Thank you!" the clown responded: "But miss, you seem to be a little noisy."

As he spoke, the knife in his hand sliced ​​Quinn's neck open without any 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 this weird guy to suddenly attack the hostages. Also, why is this hostage so crazy? Was this clothes stolen from the circus? Well, he didn't have time to think about it now, and because of Quinn's current appearance, he didn't recognize that this guy was the wanted crazy woman.

Anyway, Batman rushed over: "Hang 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 were easy to use, the wound on her neck began to heal quickly.

In the distance, the sound of the police car had gradually increased, and soon they arrived at the gate of the amusement park. Batman put Quinn on the ground, turned around and chased the clown in the direction of his escape.

"Uh." After a few seconds of being absent-minded, Quinn snorted and immediately recovered. She looked at the blood on her body and immediately recalled what had just happened.

"Really, every time we finally have some time alone, you stinky bat always comes to cause trouble!" Quinn shouted angrily, and then, ignoring the wound on his neck, he quickly got up.

From somewhere in the distance, there was a shrill laughter

Quinn gave chase without a second thought.