Chapter Ninety-Three: I Don't Want to Get Injections
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With this joke...... The scene fell silent all of a sudden.
The joke...... Isn't it too cold, the people present are all standing in place awkwardly, a little overwhelmed, but only the clown is immersed in the weird laughter, "hahaha-" laughing non-stop.
"Hey...... Who can drag this guy back, it feels like he's just adding to the chaos. β
Freddy, who had been standing with Alice, couldn't stand it anymore and said with a frown.
But...... It was at this time.
"Poof~"
A sudden laugh came from Harley Quinn in the corner, and she didn't know why, but she suddenly didn't hold back her laughter.
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The people around were even more dumbfounded, they didn't understand it, this ...... Why is this laughing?
Anyway, at this moment of confusion, the Joker and Quinn laughed at each other, without any communication, and it was such a joke from beginning to end.
Bruce Wayne stood there in shock: "Boom..... I've been doing research all along, and that's why 'Harley Quinn' got together with the Joker, a madman, and now I want to ...... Could it be that their laughter is very compatible? β
Ziliang also scratched his head in embarrassment: "Maybe, but whatever, anyway, the problem should be solved." β
"Huh?" Chen Xiao was stunned: "How did you solve it?" β
Ziliang put on a masterful demeanor: "Heh, you don't understand this, generally in the case of the Cold War, as long as the woman laughs, then all problems are no longer problems." β
"Really? How strange it sounds. β
It was indeed a little strange, but the woman was such a strange creature, and at the same time, as if to verify Ziliang's words, Quinn's vigilance had relaxed a lot.
"Nice joke." She said.
"Oh? What do you think? Hey, hey, thank you very much. The clown seemed to be happy as if he had been complimented perfectly.
"You don't look like a bad person, what's your name?" Quinn asked.
At this moment, the person next to him finally couldn't hold back a little.
"What? He doesn't look like a bad guy? What the are you like a bad guy? Me? β
Konstantin can be regarded as a person who has heard of the name of the clown, he shouted very dissatisfied, but soon, he was covered by Ziliang: "Don't call, be quiet!" β
On the other side, the conversation continues, and the clown is in a wheelchair.
"Name? Hehe, why bother with the name, it's just a title, but you can call me 'joker' if you want. β
βjokerοΌ A joke? β
"Yes, beautiful lady." At this time, the clown actually showed a very subtle 'gentlemanly demeanor', in fact, he usually always shows this attribute from time to time, but most of the time, he is a gentleman to you, and a time bomb is tied to you, so few people will notice.
"Well, Mr. Joker, I don't think a person with a sense of humor like you is a bad person, and those friends of yours are not bad people either." Quinn said, and looked timidly at Ziliang's side.
When Ziliang saw it, he quickly let go of the hand that was covering Freddy, and then squeezed out a smile very friendly.
"Aha-yes, we're all good people."
As he spoke, he elbowed Freddy.
Freddy was in pain, but he could only endure squeezing out a smiling face and said with a smile: "Ah..... Hahaha, yes, we're all good people. β
But you think, Freddy's face, with a smile, says he is; The words 'good guys' are really not convincing at all.
However, although Quinn has amnesia, his brain circuits still seem to have not changed, and he automatically ignores Vladdie's hideous appearance.
"Now I'm sure that Gotham City's chief criminal psychiatric counselor wasn't turned crazy by the Joker at all, he must have been in his right mind." Bruce nodded solemnly and muttered to himself.
"Well, then, Miss Quinn, now that your mind has calmed down, I'd better tell you what all this is going on...... I think you'd like to know that too, right. Seeing this, Ziliang hurriedly walked up and said.
"Uh, okay." Quinn agreed.
In this way, Ziliang finally had the opportunity to communicate with Quinn, write it down, and he used the shortest words to tell Quinn as clearly as possible about their relationship with each other, and why she lost her memory.
However, Ziliang didn't say that she tried to sacrifice her life to resurrect the clown, after all, he didn't want to mix more with the relationship between the man and woman, and as far as it seems now, the relationship between the two is not bad, and the clown seems to want to try to let Quinn give him a shot...... Could it be that the clown still has a bit of M tendencies in his heart?
"Forehead ......" Ziliang hurriedly shook his head and drove this setting out of his thinking.
At this time, Quinn was also immersed in what he had just said, and did not slow down.
She looked at her hands: "I...... Am I your friend? β
"Yes." Ziliang said firmly.
"I'm still a superpowered doctor with a 'cure'?"
"Yes." Ziliang responded: "It's a little unbelievable, but please try to accept this." Oh, by the way, I think even though you've lost your memory, your abilities should still be there, so ...... I'd like to ask you to give it a try and see if you can heal a wounded. β
"Wounded?" Quinn was stunned: "How can I treat it?" β
"This ...... I don't know, but I think you can find that feeling if you just give it a try. With that, Ziliang pushed the wheelchair and sent the clown in front of Quinn.
"Hey! Wait, I don't want to be treated, push me back! The clown squeaked.
However, Ziliang ignored him at all.
"Oh my God, I don't want to be treated, will I get an injection? I don't want to get an injection! β
"Huh?" Ziliangyi frowned: "Are you afraid of injections?" β
"Fart, people all over the world are afraid of injections!" The clown yelled, "I'd rather you give me a shot or hang me than an injection." β
However, when the clown struggled and was pushed in front of Harley Quinn, the clown saw the other party's dazed and somewhat strange expectant eyes, and suddenly fell silent.
"Hmm......" he hesitated for a long time in a long voice, "If it was a needle pricked by this Lady Quinn...... It doesn't seem unacceptable. However, it can only be a needle...... And you can't tie your ass. β