"Hey, what are you thinking?" Ziliang rubbed his head. Why did this guy think that he was a common person to take human life, and he also had a bit of indescribable funny style. Is he fucking pretending to be cute here?

"Our treatment is not about taking injections and taking medicine. In fact, Quinn's treatment ability is just a touch of you."

"Ah?" The clown looked upset when he heard this: "No injection? Uh... Okay, I originally wanted her to apply an injection to my head. I remember that if I tried hard on my temple, it would be able to insert it. Then it would be better to stir it a little. Tsk, it should be awesome."

As he said that, the clown also put on that standard distorted smile of "broken brain".

"Put your strange thinking, even if you get an injection, no one will get it in your head."

"Ah? Is that true?" The clown was stunned, as if he had just been told something unexpected.

Ziliang ignored him: "Well, that, Quinn, please give me a try. It shouldn't be too difficult for you to get back that feeling."

"But...what should I do?"

"Just put your hands on him." Ziliang said, making an action.

Quinn did as he was skeptical. She was closer to the clown and reached out to the clown.

"Wait, I think I'll be fine as long as I treat it. This guy is a lunatic. Although he looks harmless now, he is likely to do anything that we will regret for the next second!" Bruce Wayne said suddenly.

"What did you say?" The clown also twisted his face: "Isn't it natural for me to treat Quinn? On the contrary, you are still embarrassed to say that others are crazy? Look at what you have made this world, and there is no fun at all... I want to tell you that you should just break your head off now, and this may be a heroic act."

"Idiot, the person who made the world like this is not me!"

"Not you? He keeps the blood on you, wearing the same equipment as you. His name is Bruce Wayne, and he calls himself Batman with a stupid mask, but you actually tell me...he's not you? Then who is he...?"

"alright!"

Suddenly, an angry roar interrupted the two men.

Quinn waited and stared at the two of them: "Are you flirting here?" she yelled.

"Uh...No." Wayne replied awkwardly.

"Even if it is, he can't surpass me. Please believe this." The clown still looked dissatisfied.

"Come here!" Quinn said, with a bit of majestic feeling between his eyebrows and eyes: "Stand on both sides of me, no matter who you are, as long as you are sick, you have to listen to the doctor!"

The Joker and Batman nodded helplessly, and walked to Quinn as if they had done something wrong.

Quinn stretched out his hands, touched a person's chest again, closed his eyes slightly, and began to look for the feeling of "treatment".

Everyone around was watching this scene quietly.

"Tsk tsk, look at Quinn, how much he looks like a doctor." Constantine couldn't help but say to Ziliang: "Look at you again, you will know how to find a place to hide cigarettes all day long."

"Shh!" Ziliang quickly interrupted Constantine: "Don't say this in the future. You gave me my cigarettes. If the stuff is exposed, we can't escape. Besides, Quinn was a real doctor before his brain problems, and I was just a white coat. Can this be compared?"

Just as he was talking about this, Quinn seemed to have found that feeling, a slight fluctuation began to appear around her, and the clown and Batman on both sides also closed their eyes.

The treatment has begun.

At the same time... in the sky, a piece of bats flew past. They flew in from the crack on the wall of an ancient castle and flew along the eaves over the head of the survivor guards. The sound waves emitted from their mouths spread throughout the corners. Humans did not hear this sound, but just looked at the bats flying over their heads in annoyance, but they didn't care.

In the bat cave in the far distance, the sound waves of the bat have completely outlined the scene in the entire castle.

"Finished." Alfred said lightly.

"Hehe." Wayne smiled: "Then let's dig out these hiding bugs."

......

Inside the castle, about 10 minutes later.

"Oh my God, this is amazing!" Bruce Wayne said in disbelief as he looked at his hands. He felt that his body had completely recovered, without weakness, fatigue, and extremely energetic. Moreover, the old injuries seemed to have recovered: "This...this is simply..."

"Okay, this is actually very low-end." Ziliang said: "Queen hasn't completely remembered that feeling yet. If you just stand by her for a while before she is frustrated, you will naturally heal. Even if you don't have smoke, she can pull you out of the gate of hell."

"Haha--it's great, it's amazing!" The clown suddenly screamed. He stood up and shook his still thin arms: "This ability is simply tailor-made for me. How many shots can a person be shot? I've done an experiment before, and there are only more than forty shots. Then you hit him again. He is like a dead dog, without any reaction. Now, I guarantee that I can hear a pleasant scream in every shot!"

"Oh, baby, you are my sweetest sweetheart. I have never felt the feeling of dying. You can soak me in the water, watch me suffocate to death, and then save me. Right, or, we can try free fall, from a helicopter, without a parachute!"

There seemed to be countless thoughts in the clown's head for a moment. He wanted to get close to Quinn as if he wanted to give her a hug.

unexpectedly......

"Uh...Mr. Joke, please be more normal, and don't be so close to me." Quinn quickly blocked the other party with his hands and said a little embarrassedly.

This relationship seems to be completely reversed.

Well, that's it, Quinn, Batman, and Joker finally all got on the right track.

But at this moment...

"Baola~"

A string of wings flapping sounded over, and a bat suddenly flew in from under the fireplace in the room. He rushed directly to the ceiling and poured it into the corner of the room.
Chapter completed!