[Zhongyingmei] It's not a slime!

Ruby thought it would be difficult to find these escaped prisoners from Arkham Asylum.

——After all, in such a big city, wouldn’t it be like looking for a needle in a haystack if you want to find someone?

However, she soon understood that the reason these guys were taken to a mental hospital was because they were really crazy enough to ignore them in this city...

……

Just a few hours later, Ruby passed a bank with a lollipop in the shape of a Gotham bullet that she had just bought, and heard several gunshots from the bank.

These gunshots didn't even use the silencer, obviously deliberately trying to cause confusion, this move was also effective enough, immediately Ruby heard bursts of screams coming from inside.

Ruby: "...well, this is the sixth robbery I've encountered along the way."

What a magical place Gotham is!

Ruby stood outside the glass doors of the bank and glanced at what was going on inside.

Then she was surprised to find that the robbery this time was different from the previous ones.

……

The clown was sitting on the counter of the bank, holding a shotgun in his hand, and with a bang, the bank teller's head exploded into a cloud of blood.

"Boring, bored to death." He blew on the non-existent smoke on the muzzle of the gun with his exaggeratedly painted mouth, urging the mercenaries who came here temporarily, "Hurry up, put the money in the bag .”

"Oh, my dear, don't be impatient." Harry sat with her legs crossed and said with a smile. She noticed that someone seemed to want to call the police, so she put a stick on the person's head and knocked him directly. fainted.

She paced and said loudly: "Forget about it, cuties, right now the GCPD is busy dealing with the fireflies on the street next door. If anyone messes around again, I'll cook him for dinner tonight." .”

After finishing speaking, she smiled and took out a box of small biscuits from her pocket, walked briskly towards the clown who was so bored to disassemble the magazine, and put a biscuit to his mouth as if flattering him, and said delicately: "My dear!" Yes, let's have some snacks~"

The clown showed an exaggerated expression of surprise, took Harry's hand, and said while eating the biscuit, "Wow, my dear, your hands are so beautiful today~"

After finishing speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up, looking at the poor passers-by who were shivering in the bank hall, huddled together, not daring to move, he let out a creepy laugh, and said, "I suddenly thought of a fun game, Friends, let's pass this boring time together!"

Harry immediately showed an excited expression: "Okay, okay, what game?"

The clown said: "Let me tell you an exciting and good news first, there are bombs buried here, hey, there are many, many bombs, so you are all going to die here!"

Harley: "Oh dear, you're so mean~"

The poor hostages were too frightened to speak out, and could only pray silently in their hearts, no matter if they were the police or the vigilantes, anyone would be fine, help!

The clown continued: "However, I will give you a chance to live. Have you seen the bag over there? There are some knives in it. Can any of you give me a hand, a fresh bloody severed hand, I'll let him go, hahahaha, of course, anyone can do it, my own or someone else's, hahahahahahaha!"

He seemed to find it so funny that he couldn't stop laughing.

While counting with her fingers, Harry said, "One person has two hands, and that one person's hand can keep two people alive... My dear, you are so kind~"

The two of them laughed together, laughing so hard that the mercenaries who were loading banknotes looked at each other, thinking that there are so many perverts in Gotham, and you two are really unique.

The hostages were dumbfounded, what kind of game is this!

They are equivalent to only three options:

Or cut off his own hand.

Or chop off someone else's hand.

Or be killed by a bomb.

"I'll give you 5 minutes." The clown said, after thinking about it, he didn't feel very good, and added: "Forget it, let's take 2 minutes, lest some annoying bat come to destroy our game~"

After speaking, he took out a timing remote control and set it to a 120-second countdown in front of everyone with a smile.

The sound of ticking echoed in the lobby of the bank, and a strong sense of oppression eroded everyone. Some young and strong men had already started to look at the bag containing the knives out of the corner of their eyes.

"What? Does no one have an idea?" The clown showed an exaggerated disappointed expression, "Do you all want to die here together? Anyway, I don't want to die here. I have ways to leave, but you don't necessarily have to~ By the way, are any of you rich? Is it an emergency to cut off someone's hand to save your own life? Your lawyer will settle the case for you, right?"

He kept instigating, and the countdown numbers kept beating.

Finally, someone seemed to be taking it no longer. A grown man stood up, picked up a knife, and walked towards another woman who was left alone.

Seeing that he was plotting something wrong, the woman was about to run away, but was caught by another man beside her.

"Two hands—" said the man, "one for each."

The man with the knife gasped and nodded.

Under the horrified eyes of all the hostages, amidst the woman's screams, the man raised his knife.

At this moment, there was a clear sound of metal breaking from the bank's gate.

At this time, everyone's spirits were highly tense, and this abrupt voice immediately attracted everyone's attention.

So they looked in the direction of the sound——

They saw at a glance that the bank gate, which had been locked from the outside, had been opened at this time.

A little girl who looked only six or seven years old stood outside the door in beautiful, spotless white leather boots, holding a broken lock in her hand, and looked at the bank with a little curiosity in her bright red eyes. everything that happens inside.

The clown didn't seem to expect that the door would be opened so quickly. He squinted his eyes and still had a creepy smile on his face: "Wow, cutie, did you get separated from your mother?"

The moment Harry saw Ruby, she immediately showed a surprised expression, and walked forward quickly, holding the box of delicious biscuits in her hand: "My little baby, what's wrong? Are you lost? Need help Would you like some biscuits?"

Ruby blinked, and smashed the heavy metal lock in her hand at the man holding the knife, hitting his wrist with precision.

"Bang!!"

This loud noise and the screams that followed made the entire bank hall quiet for a second.

The hostages also reacted quickly. Although they didn't know how the child got in, nor did they know what kind of fairy fight was going on, but the door had been opened, and they seemed to have hope of escape?

Ruby looked up at the clown sitting not far away.

【Clown (S-rank)】

Bewitching degree: 0%

Fit: 0%

……

Ruby: As expected, it is the standard configuration of S-class, double-zero start, familiar taste, familiar formula.

She glanced at Harry again.

【Harley Quinn (Level A)】

Bewitching degree: 30%

Fit: 0%

Ruby: Beautiful sister, I can!

Looking at Harley who was holding a biscuit and looking at her expectantly, Ruby said, "Yeah, pretty sister, I want to eat biscuits too."

Harley was coaxed by the little girl's beautiful sister, and immediately handed over all the biscuits in her hand: "Come on, I'll give you all!"

"Hey, Harry, we still have business to do." The clown reminded.

Harry showed a somewhat disappointed expression: "Oh, well, dear. But to be honest, this child is so cute~"

If she could have a child with Mr. J, it would be such a cute little girl, it would be amazing!

Well, they have other things to do now.

Just as she was thinking, in the blink of an eye, she suddenly noticed that the little girl in front of her was gone.

Just the blink of an eye.

The child seemed to have teleported, and moved behind the clown at an almost invisible speed.

Before Harry could utter his exclamation, he saw the child walking directly into his body from behind the clown.

—Wait, walked into his body? ?

All the witnesses present were dumbfounded.

This, did this world suddenly produce some kind of model-through bug?

Are they awake or what?Or are you hallucinating because you're too scared?

The clown couldn't react either, but he couldn't help himself. In just a split second, Ruby had already taken control of his body from him.

Ruby is very disdainful: a little pervert whose physical fitness does not exceed the human range, tsk tsk, noob.

System: ... Have you awakened some incredible attribute?

clown:"……??"

Ruby felt the consciousness of the clown whose body had been taken away by her, and then she acted decisively and violently suppressed the guy's consciousness, directly blocking his brain, putting him into a deep sleep, and not giving him a chance to speak.

Ruby: The mouth of the S-class host, you deceitful ghost, shut up quickly.

Then, Ruby looked down at what she was holding in her hand.

His hands were painted with some strange paint, and the countdown on the remote control had only lasted one minute left.

Ruby wiped the white paint on her hands with her hands and tried to wipe it off, but failed, so she could only sigh: Oh, these perverts are really hard to understand.

She pressed the countdown timer without saying a word, watched the remaining time freeze at 51 seconds, then threw the remote control aside, walked to Harry, took the biscuit bag from her hand, and stuffed it into her mouth. a few pieces.

Then, while chewing the biscuits, she said to the hostages under Harry's shocked gaze: "Okay, okay, you guys hurry up, you have nothing to do here, um, these biscuits are really good, delicious! Do you have any more?" elder sister?"

Mr. Clown eats deliciously, and even spouts biscuit crumbs when he speaks, looking super unqualified.

Harley: "...?" Wait a minute, dear, who are you calling sister?

Hostages: "...??" What's the situation?

Just sneaked in two seconds ago, squatting on the beam of the house, ready to subdue the clown at any time, and just happened to witness this scene, a black lacquer: "...???"

Ruby glanced at the mercenaries who were putting money in distaste, and said, "Okay, stop making money there, I announce that you are fired, and you should stay where you are."

Then she wiped the corners of her mouth that were stained with biscuit crumbs, and immediately smeared the paint around her mouth in a mess, her face was red and blue, as if she had just been beaten.

Everyone present: "..."

what's the situation?The clown has a new crazy method?