"Almost... the gutter capsizes..."

Li Ang moaned and kicked Bucky's body aside, hammered his head heavily on the solid stone wall and gasped for breath, as if he wanted to use up all his breaths in his lifetime.

The spiritual vortex of the acupoint gradually slowed down, the tendons and veins fell into dryness again, the fingertips trembled involuntarily, and the throat was as dry as fire.

Buckin's head, which had been blown away halfway, was still staring at Li Ang with his only one-eye left. His blood-filled pupils were muddy and spiritless, leaving only the biting strong hatred.

The warm plasma came over, and Li Ang moved his body coldly slightly, tilted his head, looked directly at the girl and asked, "Your name?"

"...Jacqueline, Jacqueline Harris."

She said in a trembling voice, and did not put down the gun in her hand, shaking and aiming it at Li Ang lying on the ground.

Li Ang raised her eyebrows and looked up and down at Jacqueline. The girl was wearing a high-end custom-made uniform and a particularly low-key old bracelet necklace, combined with her last name...

"Is it Harris of the Harris family?"

As we all know, Gotham is a particularly ancient city, where countless families with a long history are entrenched, such as the Wayne family to which Bruce Wayne's mother belongs, the Kane family to which his mother belongs, the Copper family to which the Penguin belongs, and the last Elliot family.

These four surnames are the most noble in the city. Of course, in recent years, they have lost a lot of children because of the scarcity of offspring. Only the ones below these four are the Harris family, bankers, and industrialists. They have had several mayors and judges of Gotham.

Jacqueline didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

"That's easy." Li Ang-sniff breathed, clutched his fingers against the crack in the wall and said to her seriously: "I saved you once on the school bus. You shot Bucky to save me once just now, which is equivalent to the two of us being even, right?"

Jacqueline pursed her lips tightly, and her thighs, which had missing a pair of pants, shone with delicate luster under the dim light, as if she was silently condemning Li Ang.

"Put down the gun. Within ten steps, I can break your neck in less than a second," he lifted the temporary bracket that wrapped around his left arm without changing his face, and said again: "Now, give me a hand and clean up all the bodies."

Jacqueline hesitated to put her pistol in her waist jeans and said, "Shouldn't we go and ask for help..."

"Ah, you can do something like help any time." Li Ang grabbed a clown's collar and dragged him forward in the sewage ditch. "But I don't want to get into more trouble, do you know? First, I don't want Gotham Tiao to know that I killed them, second, God knows if these clowns have other accomplices."

He gasped and pushed all the clown's bodies to the estuary at the end of the sewer with Jacqueline, and smashed the clown's face, palms, and soles with stones to smash the clown's face, palms, and soles, and stripped off his clothes. In this way, even if someone found their bodies, it would take a lot of effort to identify their identity.

Then, Li Ang wrapped the stones with cloth torn off the clowns' clothes and pushed them into the sea on the corpse. The weight of the stones made the corpse sink continuously, and the surging undercurrent pushed it to nowhere to float.

This was not enough. Li Ang and Jacqueline returned to their original place, carefully wiped off the blood stains on the steps, picked up bullets from the sewage, and roughly erased the traces, and then climbed back to the surface of the old town of Gotham along the steep steps at the entrance of the sea.

Li Ang, covered in stains, leaned on Jacqueline's shoulder and ordered in a hoarse voice: "When I see Tiaozi, I know what to say, right? As soon as the shock bomb hits in, you go to consciousness. After waking up from the sewer, I found me who was also unconscious. Because I was injected with muscle relaxant on the school bus, you helped me climb up the steps at the entrance of the sea. During this process, you have never seen any clown signs. If Tiaozi asks any questions, you will look painful and say that you can't remember clearly. Do you know?"

Jacqueline, who was also in a mess, supported Li Ang, nodded when she heard this, looked at the police car not far away, hesitated for a moment and said in a slightly mosquito-fly voice: "That... Thank you."

Li Ang closed his eyes, listened to the sound of the police running and kicking and footsteps, and said, "No need to thank you." He completely closed the spiritual vortex that had been at the end of his strength, allowing the effects of sleeping agents and muscle relaxants to take over his body and fall into a coma.

———

When Li Ang opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the bed of a senior ward. Heavy plaster was tied to his left arm that had returned to his original position. The surroundings were silent, leaving only monitoring instruments ticking beside the bed.

After a while, a young doctor with sunny and handsome sunny opened the door of the ward and walked to the bed in three or two steps, "How do you feel when you wake up? Are there any unacceptable places?"

Li Ang deliberately looked at a loss, glanced at his left arm, and asked blankly: "Am I in the hospital? How long have I been in a coma?"

"Three days, to be precise, are seventy-four hours." The young doctor said with a smile: "To be honest, I was shocked when I detected the barbital content in your blood, but you don't have to consider these now. The most important thing is to have a good rest."

Just as the two were talking, a noise suddenly came from outside the door. The young doctor wanted to push the door out with a stern face and scolded him, but was completely shrouded by the huge shadow stepping into the door.

Domingo, Christina, Elizabeth and Isabella, the Red Armadillo Mexican restaurants squeezed into the ward, carrying fruit baskets and flowers in their hands.

The young doctor looked at Domingo's arms that were thicker than his thighs and his ferocious tattoo. He swallowed his saliva and mustered up the courage to say, "Please go out, the patient needs rest now..."

"This kid is an employee of our restaurant and saved my daughter," Domingo stared at the eyes and said in as gentle as possible: "We only take two minutes, is it OK?"

After saying that, Domingo twisted his neck and made a crackling sound like a bean-burning sound. The young doctor had to take two steps back and said helplessly: "It's only two minutes."

"Thank you very much." Christina breathed a sigh of relief and took her twin sister to Li Ang's bedside. She wanted to hug him but took care of the miscellaneous medical devices. She had to sit gently on the edge of the bed, tucked the corners of the quilt, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Li Ang, thank you very much."

Li Ang smiled and raised his left hand, which was plastered, and said, "It's just a simple task."

Elizabeth hugged Li Ang's fractured right hand with a bang, sobbing and turning his head like a little beast asking for comfort. The latter sighed helplessly and rubbed Elizabeth's soft hair.

He glanced at Christina with a gentle look and said softly: "No need to thank me, I just hope this sick leave will not make me lose my job."

Domingo held his face sternly and held his hands in front of his chest, "Don't worry, your salary will still be paid normally, but you will have to come back to work immediately after you recover from your illness."
Chapter completed!