“AMPFLP。”

"What?"

"Amplified fragment length polymorphism analysis."

In the Batcave, Batman, with his upper body naked, stood upside down with one finger, "While sleeping during the day, I entrusted Afu to go to Arkham to exchange for that Solomon's blood sample. At the time of surgery the sample was taken and then a genetic analysis was done. ”

"The result?"

"The results showed that his cells were very active and the wound healed extremely quickly, definitely surpassing previous tests of the 'death knell'. And while fighting him, I had some thoughts about the bone blades that stretched out of his arms, and with his strange physique, even lobotomized abilities...... I'm afraid it will be restored. Although nerve cells are recognized as non-renewable cells, that is only for humans. ”

Bruce. Wayne rolled over, rejuvenated his muscles and blood, and walked into the training ground.

"So, do you want to keep an eye on him?"

"No need. The effects of lobotomy on him are still evident from now, and ...... Jason is still in his hands. ”

As he gradually got lucky, his already strong muscles began to become more enlarged, and blood rushed in his veins, and now Batman returned to the night when he fought with Su Jing, and the humanoid target made of pure steel was broken through by him with one punch, calm and silent, just.

"Father, according to the description in this book, you are far from reaching the highest power recorded above...... Although you have learned the highest skill in it, what pure destructive power is still not up to that level? ”

Damian held a thread-bound book in his hand. It is written in Chinese traditional Chinese with the five characters "Beidou Assassination Fist".

"More power is not always better, and the most powerful move is never the most powerful. It's the most suitable move. "Bruce. Wayne said calmly, "From this book." What we can learn is not how to transform our own strength into maximum destructive force, but more knowledge of the mysteries of the human body. Damian, your personality may not be suitable for cultivating this. You haven't learned how to really control your own force, and it's easy for you to be controlled by it. ”

The boy shrugged his shoulders and continued to flip through the pages, turning the pages so quickly that it took him almost three minutes to finish the entire book. He closed the page, closed his eyes and thought about it, then opened it again. showed a "clear" look. With his talent, this reading speed is not too incredible for Batman's son to memorize.

"Damian, promise me one thing."

"What?"

"You can't use any of these lethal martial arts unless your life is in danger—basically all the moves in this book."

Bruce. Wayne exhaled softly, and then his figure changed and he made a flowing slash with one palm. The originally weak human body became stronger than Jin Tie under the super level of powerful martial arts, and the pure steel figure was cut into two pieces by this palm knife, in this world. No human body could withstand such a shocking blow.

"Tianxiang Hundred Cracked Fist!"

At that moment, Damian leapt into the air, his fists raining down on Batman's back. The latter is just a light twist and then a circle with the right hand. With a flick of the cloud hand in Tai Chi, Damian spun like a spinning top.

"This is another reason why you won't be allowed to use this set of martial arts. After I got this book, it took me half a year to cultivate to the point where I was able to suppress the excessively strong destructive power to the point where I could easily retract it. Let me reiterate. Too much force can put you in a bad situation, no matter what time it is. Staying calm is the first priority of a martial artist. ”

“…… Father. You seem to care a lot about that Solomon. ”

"Yes."

Bruce. Wayne took a sip of water and fell into deep thought.

"I always had a feeling. I hadn't killed the Joker until now, and there was another reason besides the credo that I didn't kill...... I always had a hunch that maybe the existence of the Joker wasn't too bad a choice for the whole of Gotham City. If he is eliminated, then I can't help but feel that there will be a more dangerous and crazy enemy in this world than him...... And the moment I met Solomon, I smelled something similar to the clown's smell in him. It's not that he's crazy, it's the kind of simplicity that can leave ordinary people behind for a certain purpose......"

After a second of silence, Batman spat out two words:

"Terrible simplicity."

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Bright red blood is buried deep in the blood, providing energy to all parts of the body. Blood has an irreplaceable place in every culture that has ever existed, both medically and philosophically. Blood symbolizes the energy of life, symbolizes the flow of life, and represents the transmission of life force. In some primitive tribes, there is a tradition of drinking blood, and it is believed that in this way the power of the prey can be absorbed. In some cannibal tribes, devouring the corpses of their dead relatives has a similar religious significance, believing that it is a consciousness that allows the deceased to be reborn within themselves, and that the flow of life never stops.

"It's just a transport medium." Solomon flicked the needle and injected the red liquid from the barrel into the Joker's veins. The other party unconsciously flexes and stretches his fingers, allowing the flow of blood to accelerate.

"There is no rejection, and my blood is more adaptable than type O blood and can be given to anyone." Solomon carefully observed the Joker's expression, and the other party's originally indifferent eyes gradually trembled, and he couldn't help but clench his teeth.

"Fire. There was a flame burning in my veins. ”

“…… It seems that I am underestimating the energy of my own blood. Solomon put the syringe he had stolen from the paramedics back on, "Now it's time for the recovery to start your body." Soon, your body will be back to its best condition ever. Then there are the nerve cells in your brain. This thing will keep track of your genes and heal all the damage it has suffered. Unless you can modify the underlying code at the genetic level. Otherwise, you will remain where you are for a very long time, perhaps for more than six hundred years. Of course. It also depends on how far you can tap into the potential of this gene. ”

If you estimate it as quickly as possible, the first level of "repair" can fully modify the Joker's body in about thirty minutes. Perhaps high-tech laser surgery can achieve surgical results with as little damage as possible. However, in the current situation, it is easier to repair with less damage. The "restoration" factor can restore nerve cells, which has been confirmed by Su Jing's own personal experience. If the nerve cells could not be restored, the Wolverine in the original movie, even if his body did not age, would have become Alzheimer's in his long life.

"So you're actually back to normal now? Or did you recover long before this?! ”

"Nope." Su Jing replied indifferently to Gai Qi, who was sitting on the side, "I deliberately suppressed the repair of my brain nerves to keep myself in a state of mind without any happiness. ”

“…… For what?! ”

"In this state, the mind is clearer. No longer overshadowed by mortal feelings...... What I have now gained is wisdom beyond mortals. Su Jing picked up a red apple from the snack pocket next to him and took a bite. Driven only by pure logic, not affected by fear...... Maybe in this state, I can achieve a higher win rate against Batman. ”

The clown, who was sitting across the table, suddenly punched the table. To ensure the safety of patients, all the furniture here is made of lightweight, sturdy plastic. The plastic cup flew to the opposite side of the room under the punch, startling everyone present.

As the only two experimenters of lobotomy, the Joker and Solomon have naturally been the focus of the medical staff, and almost at this moment, three escorts with big shoulders and round waists rushed in with electric shockers. However, just after this punch. The clown fell silent instead. His pupils gradually shrank to the size of pintips, and he stared at a point in the void as if he hadn't seen anything. Nothing was heard.

Su Jing didn't speak, just looked at his face calmly.

Harley sitting behind the Joker. Quinn had long since fallen asleep due to a large dose of sedatives. Gage patted Harley Quinn on the cheek. Trying to wake her up.

The medical staff looked at each other, wondering whether the operation was unsuccessful or just a simple accident. Perhaps this does not mean that the operation was not successful, but that it is some kind of sequelae that has not yet been understood. After all, this guy has been very docile for the past two days. Better than those with Alzheimer's who are the best to serve. Many people feel that he has completely become a wasted person.

"Does it work so quickly?" Su Jing asked with his hands in his pockets.

"Tie him up first and then observe!" Two of them did not hesitate and electrocuted the clown with a stunner, who immediately curled up and then tried to tie his hands with a belt.

“…… There is a little bit of a feeling. The clown was almost muttering to himself. But with just that sentence, Solomon was given a reason to act.

"Sir, please take a look over here." Solomon patted the shoulder of the third paramedic lightly, the tentacles were so hard that they were all wearing heavy hazmat suits under their white coats. The lower abdomen is protected, the heart is protected, the joint skills are difficult to attack, and there is no mask and goggles. Solomon reached out of his pocket and flicked the rubber sleeve with his thumb.

"I'm sorry."

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"They escaped from prison."

Half an hour later, the knight of Blackwing stood in the same place where the initial fight had taken place half an hour earlier. The three bodies on the ground were covered with a thin cloth and were not removed from the scene.

"Two were pierced through the eyeballs by syringes, which directly damaged the cranial nerves. There is also one who was strangled by a belt. ”

The deaths of the three did not make Batman feel anything special, and he held in his hand a card that the perpetrator had left at the scene.

Joker. (To be continued......)