He woke up.

It's time for me to leave, too.

While I can still leave...Believe me, if you see the reports about this person, you will know what a terrible guy he is. Every minute and every second he stays with is full of the most terrible possibilities. In the last second, he may still smile at you, and in the next second, your head may be blown up by him.

But...my head is not blooming.

I... didn't leave either.

My home no longer exists... Where else can I go? In such a big city, I am the same everywhere. So, what's the difference between staying next to him and staying in a room full of enclosed walls?

So, I was so crazy that I followed him.

It was a very interesting time. He hated me and even hated me. He always felt that he should not be a burden with me.

He wanted to leave me behind countless times, he wanted to sneak away countless times, kicked me away countless times, and countless times... he pressed his hot gun against my head, cursing and asking me to get out!

He did everything you could think of or imagined to me, but in the end, he didn't shoot me...

He once asked me why I always stick to him?

I said I don't know either, maybe it was because he saved my life.

Then he laughed, hysterical, and he said he would never save anyone. The reason he let me survive that day was just because I was a doctor and he needed me to help him remove bullets from his abdomen.

I nodded.

"Okay, then kill me, just like killing others, and the dead will not follow you."

I said with a smile.

This sentence made him angry and made him even more crazy. I knew clearly what I was doing. I was putting my head into a crocodile's wide open mouth. The sharp giant teeth could easily break my neck.

But... as usual, I was not dead. The clown beat me angrily. He punched me hard on my stomach, making me so painful that I couldn't even straighten my waist. I just knelt on the ground so miserably, but... I smiled so happily.

...I know, I will no longer leave him.

The clown is a madman. He is unforgivable and crazy. What he does may be revenge or for fun. Anyway, he always makes it easy to turn the city into his own amusement park. If this seems to be the case, he will not compromise.

Except for me.

Because he finally let me stay by his side...

I don't know who he is, nor do I know what he thinks. He always laughs, and cries while laughing. He likes to tell stories, tell his past, and tell the scars on his mouth, but what he tells differently every time, as if he has countless pasts... I also believe that he must have countless pasts, because if it weren't like that, how could he create such a charming guy?

Yes... I was fascinated by him. Hopeless... Follow him to commit crimes, follow him to destroy everywhere, go crazy, follow him to fight wits and courage with the guy in a black cloak, um... Speaking of which, since the guy in a cloak appeared, he has been spending less and less time with me, but casually, games are always much more attractive to boys than women, so I don't care.

Until one day...it's all over.

The reason is because of me.

That day... I was 'dead'. The one wearing a cloak got crazy. He pushed me down the window and fell heavily into a pool of blood.

It was also that day that the clown went crazy. I knew he had been crazy for a long time, but this time he was obviously even more crazy. He rushed to the downstairs of Wayne Building with a gun and shot into the sky. He was angry and verbally, and finally fell under the gun.

Well, I think he should still care about me, but he just doesn't want to admit it.

And he would never know that my death was an illusion, a conspiracy set up by Gotham to destroy him. After that, I was stuffed into the freezer cabin... and fell asleep... for many years, until the doctor with messy hair woke me up, took me crazy everywhere, took me here, and met him again.

......

It seems that he has not changed much, and he is still the same, smiling and happy, playing the game of chasing each other with his good friends. The police in Gotham City also play the loyal audience as usual.

And I...is also destined to follow him.

Hi, little pudding, we're meeting again.

......

"Don't move!"

A call made me come back to my senses.

But the call was not aimed at me, but at the Joker and Batman not far away.

Sheriff Gordon aimed the clown with a gun.

"Hahaha-Why are you pointing the gun at me? Look, I'm unarmed. Compared to a little guy like me, don't you pay more attention to this guy?" The clown said, pointing to Batman struggling on the ground.

"Your game is over!" Gordon said, then took out something like a radio: "Your words just now were all recorded by the madman you mentioned and transmitted to the police station channel!"

The clown was stunned for a moment, and he looked back at Batman.

"Haha-unfortunately, it seems that your protective umbrella has been confiscated."

The clown scratched the corner of his mouth: "Okay OK, it seems you eavesdropped on the conversation between us, but...how do you know I'm not lying to him? I've never said I'm an honest child, maybe..."

"Wayne Group just released a news that the group chairman Mr. Bruce Wayne decided to have dinner with Mrs. Ayer of the Town Hall tonight. After dinner, they will sign a new coast investment worth nearly $20 billion, so tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or even a week's stock office, are all staring at this new industry, and your password may not matter now."

"Well......"

This news made the clown a little unresponsive for a moment.

"Hahaha--" Batman smiled hard: "Okay, maybe you're right, this is a crazy world, money just now is your life-saving straw, and now, it seems to be your grave again, so no matter what... this world still seems to have such a code of conduct, right?"

"This...this seems not to be within the plan." The clown said helplessly: "But...hehehe...we still have time to press to play the next game."

As he said that, he took out something suddenly and pressed it.

“Buzz ————”

A huge roar, all the lights in the entire amusement park went out in an instant, and the whole world was dark.

"Damn it! What's going on?"

"Where is he? He is going to run away!"

The policeman shouted in panic.

Gordon took out the intercom: "The sniper team prepares, use night vision goggles, find the target, and allow fire without storing the target's life!"

Several snipers around the amusement park received the order and immediately slowed down the corresponding equipment. In the dark green eyepiece, they were looking for the target.

Soon: "Reported, found the target, he was trying to climb over the wall, and 200 meters away was the woods."

"Stop him! Don't let him run away! Shoot!"

With a command from Gordon, he then, with a "bang", the bullet came out of the borehole. Under the night, the bullet drifted a distance of hundreds of meters and flew to the clown's thigh accurately.

Then... sank into Harley Quinn's chest!

The clown was stunned, and the sniper was also stunned. Because he had not seen such a woman in night vision mode, where did she come out?

......

At this moment, the clown also stared at Harley blankly.

"Uh, if I guess correctly, did you block a shot for me?" The clown said inexplicably.

"Ahem - of course, and I jumped up pretty well." Quinn said with a smile, and she actually covered her chest and got up under this situation: "Don't worry, I just pierced my lungs, I didn't die so soon."

As she said that, she ran to the woods first.

The clown blinked his eyes and followed without saying a word.

......

On the edge of the woods, under a tree.

"Ahem--" Quinn leaned hard, her mouth kept choking and bleeding. In front of her was the outline of the clown in the darkness.

"Beautiful lady, you have to know that although you saved me, I will not repay you." He said in a joke-like tone.

"Is that...hehe, that's a pity. I thought you would tell me your name." Quinn said with a smile.

The clown was silent.

"Ah hahaha--a life, changing the name is ridiculous. Don't you think this deal is a bit unfair? And, even more unfair, I won't tell you the name, because I've thrown it away long ago...uh..."

The clown said, and suddenly, he paused again.

"Okay, I think I have to give you something, right, then, how about this thing for you? I don't know why it is in my pocket, but girls all like this thing..."

In the darkness, the clown reached in front of Quinn, holding a lipstick in his hand.

Quinn held the lipstick in her hand and looked at it carefully. For some reason, she felt that the lipstick looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"Thank you, little pudding, this is the first time you've given me a gift."

"Little pudding?" The clown repeated: "This word is so ugly. Okay, you die for me, I'll give you a lipstick, let's clear it up. Hehehe..."

"Did you clear the two? Haha how is it possible? Also, my name is Harley Quinn."

"Don't tell me your name, I won't remember you." The clown's voice came from a little further away: "Goodbye, beautiful lady."

"goodbye......"

Quinn said softly, smiling as he looked at the lipstick, twisted it away, smelled it, and then slowly applied it to his lips...

Time began to slow down...Queen knew that everything would come again.
Chapter completed!