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The clown is laughing unbridled.

His whole body was tied up, and the only thing he could open was his mouth.

Hahahaha... Why don't you cowards look at me?

You are all hypocrites. Only I am the truth in this world... Guard guy outside, are you comfortable standing all this time?

Your wife is probably seeing someone else... maybe taking a bubble bath with someone...

And those doctors, you don't have to look at me with the camera, because you will excite me even more!

I like when you scream when you are hurt, it makes me feel happy...

Hehehe...hahahaha...

In the corridor.

Harleen Quinzel stood with a group of doctors and nurses. Each of them had very strange expressions, and some even looked pale.

This clown is like an evil ghost, constantly releasing his own whispers crazily.

Some people with poor mental qualities cannot bear it.

On the other hand, Harleen Quinzel pushed up the glasses on her face and said with a smile: You can leave this place to me, I will deal with this guy.

But Harleen, you can't kill him...it says that this person is still valuable for research!

The dean reminded him timely.

But she didn't see the contempt flashing in Harleen Quinzel's eyes. It was these stupid bureaucrats again for so-called research.

How many people were killed?

Hmm... They are all politicians who only care about their own interests.

The so-called Batman is just a federal dog!

Harleen Quinzel laughed: I understand, but can you turn off the sound? I don't like my lectures to be heard.

Yeah. This is easy to handle...

The recording equipment inside was then turned off, leaving only a surveillance camera.

Harleen Quinzel looked at the ugly man lying on the bed, tied up, with a contemptuous expression.

His face was painted with different colors.

Like a mutt.

Mouthful of alcohol.

The air in the room is not good.

Hey hey hey... Beauty, cute little beauty... I see madness in your eyes, do you want to dance with me...

Oh? It seems you are very capable!

Hearing the psychiatrist's reply to him, a light flashed in the clown's eyes.

He chuckled and said, Of course, I am... ow...

Before the clown finished speaking, his head seemed to have been hit hard, and he screamed wildly.

Not only that, an invisible thing was grabbing his tongue.

Click.

He was punched hard on the chin.

Suddenly, the clown's tongue started to bleed, and there was blood in his mouth.

The severe pain not only made him dishonest, but also made the clown look at Harleen Quinzel with even more hatred.

But unexpected.

The other party didn't make any move.

Instead, he crossed his arms across his chest and looked at himself coldly.

He wanted to curse, but couldn't.

Someone is touching me.

For a moment, the clown understood that this doctor was not simple.

Definitely not an ordinary person, but a person with super powers.

After a moment, he swallowed all the blood in his mouth and then started to speak.

¨‖So you are also a federal dog! Your figure and face are really ruined...

Ha... you are wrong. My face and body are prepared for gods. Now let me ask you, do you want to be my dog?

I need an obedient dog!

Fuck you, Fa...

Farke was just half-sentence.

The mental shock struck again, and not only was this attack even more terrifying.

Every part of my body felt like it was being pricked with needles.

And in this severe pain, a dog appeared in front of the clown. He smiled at him and pointed his butt at him.

The mouth was forcefully opened.

Uh...uh...uh...

At this moment, even the clown couldn't handle such a terrifying thing.

He admitted that he was crazy.

But who can accept eating shit?

However, the clown was very smart and guessed that this was an illusion in an instant, so he no longer resisted, but looked at the terrifying psychiatrist with contempt.

Isn't it just shit?

Just an illusion! I'm going to eat a lot and see what you can do to me!

Harleen Quinzel was not angry when she saw that the other party was so aggressive. Instead, she smiled charmingly at him.

You think this dog is fake? That's not true. I used the invisible spell at the beginning, so it is a stray dog ​​that came in from outside!

It was just because of my mental control that the guards didn't see it, so... this is a real dog!

The indifferent voice made the clown tremble.

Is this dog real?

Then he stared at the blooming chrysanthemum.

A stench spread across the surface, and a large amount of things fell straight into his mouth.

Because the mouth was opened.

It slid directly into the throat.

At this moment, the clown wants to die! Skin.

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Of course, the punishment didn't end there.

After eating the staple food, I had to have some drinks anyway.

five minutes later.

The clown retched in pain, but there seemed to be a lump in his throat that was blocked and couldn't be spit out.

He hates it.

No one has ever dared to play tricks on himself like this.

The dog was real, he was sure because the other party subconsciously paved it twice with his legs.

But there is no dirt on him.

Harleen Quinzel was sitting on a chair far away, trimming her nails, and said, You must hate me very much, right?

That's right, just like wild dogs, they hate their human owners very much at first.

As long as you tame it, it will wag its tail!

Ha... you think this little thing can make me give in? Don't be kidding me... I am the Dark King of Gotham City!

The clown's voice was hoarse and he even hiccupped.

Harleen Quinzel shook her head disapprovingly and stood up. Looking at the clown who was full of stench, she smiled again.

For some reason, I saw her smiling.

The clown felt cold in his heart.

You also have something cherished in your heart, right? Let me help you remember it well... As the spokesperson of God, I have a lot of magic...

No...you can't do this! No...

Everyone knows how scary the clown is.

Even everyone is afraid of him.

Because this is a person who is not afraid of death, and he is also a criminal who is not afraid of death, but he has his own weaknesses.

Former pregnant wife.

Entering his body with a beam of light.

A figure appeared near him! That was his wife. When the other party saw her, she acted very calmly.

Even though he clearly knew this was an illusion.

But he couldn't help himself from following the other person's words.

As a result, at the moment when the two were talking, the other party suddenly asked: Are you willing to join the divine religion?

Silence fell in the room.

Harleen Quinzel had left long ago because every meeting had a time limit.

for what was going on in the room.

She gave only a few words.

The Joker is incurable.

And just five minutes after Harleen Quinzel left, the Joker's shocking screams broke out.

No...you devil, you can't be like this, no...this has nothing to do with me, it's all those criminals...it's them...

Please, don't do this...

Within surveillance.

People looked at the clown's constant begging, and it seemed that something very scary had happened.

In fact, a horrific scene was taking place in the room.

After getting no response, the clown's wife took a knife and committed suicide. Not only that, she also took out the fetus in her belly and smiled miserably at the clown.

Because of you, my child and I died again...I hate you...you born waste...

Look at the beating mass of flesh.

There is a scene inside calling for my father.

The clown couldn't stand it any longer, but his wife still placed the meat ball next to him.

Wife, unborn child.

Are these really hallucinations?

He couldn't help but start to doubt.

The so-called technology is nothing more than a joke compared to magic.

His wife and children are just the souls of Harleen Quinzel who used magic to look back, as long as the magic is not stopped.