Quinn opened her eyes...

"Okay, that's the case again." Quinn thought, then chuckled. She didn't expect that Batman would actually kill him. Didn't he never kill anyone?

But it seems that what I did seems to be a bit too much, but it doesn’t matter. Just do it again. As long as I am still in this city and I can still see the little pudding, it doesn’t matter if I do it a few more times.

So Quinn turned around and prepared to say hello to the salesperson.

But......

"Why?"

Only then did she realize something was wrong... Her thinking did not urge her head, but pulled her into 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 this moment, and there was no salesperson beside her.

Now, there was a somewhat simple ceiling in front of her, and there were signs of mold in the corners of the wall...

"Where am I?" This was the first question that popped up in Quinn's mind. Then, she sat up with difficulty. The pain in her neck made her subconsciously touch her.

Then, she felt a circle of tightly wrapped bandages.

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

She began to patrol around. It looked like an old house with no furniture around it, only a table and a bed. On the wall beside the bed, there was a nail nailed into the wall. Now, there was an infusion bottle hanging on it, and the medicine inside was slowly dripping, while the other end was connected to the back of her hand.

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

Quinn was stunned for a moment because she knew this person.

He is the mercenary with a very powerful skill..... He is called...what is it?

"Hey, you're awake." The man saw Quinn sitting up and said, "Oh by the way, my name is Floyd. You've never asked my name before...so..."

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

"Ah, you said this, the antibiotics I took out from you, how could you carry these things?"

Quinn did not answer and still looked at the other person calmly.

"Well...well, I just want to say that on the battlefield, this simple potion is a must-have skill, so you don't have to worry, and the bandages on your neck are also bandaged for you." Floyd shrugged and said.

"How did I come here?" Quinn asked.

"Ah... that's right. I had left the rooftop at first, but I felt a little worried when I saw you not coming down, so I turned back. After that, as soon as I arrived at the rooftop, I saw a madman pinching your neck. I killed the madman and rescued you by the way."

Floyd said, finally showing a faint smile, waiting for the other party's thanks.

However, to his surprise, Quinn seemed to have a confused, frightened look after hearing these words, and she also had an obvious disbelief.

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

"Uh...yeah, he's going to kill you, you should be able to remember it, but fortunately I arrived in time..."

"asshole!"

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

"What...what?" Floyd was also confused. He was puzzled. He could have saved the woman's life after all, but why did he feel like she was very angry?

Of course Quinn was angry: "Newspaper! Newspapers these days, haha, how long have I been fainting!" she shouted.

"News... newspaper. Oh, there are a few copies here." Floyd responded inexplicably: "And... you have been in a coma for more than a week."

Quinn snatched the newspaper he handed over and looked it over.

As she expected, almost all newspapers these days were occupied by the same reports.

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

In addition to these, there have been some new titles in the past two days.

For example: the riot was finally suppressed; the police station began to rebuild; the residents' emotions were comforted, etc.

Well...it seems that everything does not seem to develop as they think. After a brief madness, people slowly return to the right track. The most important thing is that if Batman dies, many monsters should not appear, and that "claw" is naturally included.

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

"ah?"

"Kill me, stop talking nonsense, forget it, give me a gun, I'll do it myself." Quinn said, then he tried to get the gun on the other party's waist.

"What stupid things are you saying, are you crazy?" Freud was completely stupid. He doubted whether this woman had a broken brain because of lack of oxygen.

Quinn shouted in anger: "You are such a waste who only makes trouble. I will never hire you again when I come back next time. No, I will hire you, and then kick your balls when I meet you for the first time!"

In this way, Floyd was cursing for no reason, while resisting Quinn helplessly to prevent her from actually pulling out the gun and breaking herself.

But suddenly...Queen's afterglow seemed to have seen something.

She calmed down suddenly, then, shook Floyd away, bent down and picked up a newspaper from the ground.

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

"The Monster in Black Under Night"

There is a line of small words below

"Several robbers were beaten and disabled"

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