The puppet can still be used, and the "Elite" is indeed lucky that he is not dead, but he must find a doctor to cure himself.

It was already late at night at this point. The small clinics in Brooklyn had closed early, and it was not practical to go to a large hospital. Calling an ambulance in the United States was extremely expensive, and the efficiency was extremely low. Waiting for the ambulance to arrive, I'm afraid these two people are already too cold.

Harley tied up the "Saint" with a rope, dripped a few drops of her own blood on his head, removed the broken chairs from the injured "Elite" and the "Dangerous Man" who was about to expire, and placed them flat. After sitting on the other intact benches, I went out alone.

Harley didn't know where there were hospitals in New York that were open at night, but she knew where there were doctors nearby. Unlike big hospitals where people clocked in at work, the owners of many clinics were individual doctors who didn't have much money, and they spent their own money to open the clinics. The clinic combines the functions of a residence and a hospital. It treats people in the store during the day and sleeps in the back at night.

There are many such clinics, but they are not absolute. Fortunately, there are residential areas nearby, and small clinics are densely clustered. As long as you break in from door to door, you can always find the person you need.

Through the markings on the map on her mobile phone, Harley quickly found a small hospital. Without any hesitation, she directly suppressed her rationality, improved her physical fitness, and kicked the iron rolling shutter door crazily.

The rolling shutter door was smashed with a loud bang. Under the powerful force, the door lock was quickly knocked loose. Just when Harry was about to break open the rolling shutter door of the hospital, a discordant sound sounded. stand up.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

A man wearing a brown trench coat appeared in mid-air. His hair was messy, his skin was pale, his eyes were sunken, the whites of his eyes were dark and his eyes were scarlet, his nose was flat and flat, and the fangs at the corners of his mouth were sharp and slender. He looked scary. Extremely scary.

At this time, he floated slowly and leisurely in the direction of Harley, standing proudly, looking at Harley playfully as if he were examining prey.

vampire

Harley's scalp was a little numb. Of course she knew that there were vampires in this world, but she didn't expect that she would meet one so quickly, and that the other party could fly. Low-level and mid-level vampires did not have this skill at all, so This is definitely a tough guy.

Looking warily at the man who was slowly approaching her, Harley clenched her fists and did not run away. Her two legs were destined to be unable to run and fly. If the other person really wanted to hunt her, then she, Harley Quinn, would also Not easy to chew.

But what surprised Harley was that the vampire didn't seem to have any intention of attacking her. The vampire saw her height and appearance clearly, slowly landed in front of Harley, and said coldly:

"If you stop in time and go home and sleep, I will pretend that you didn't see anything."

Before Harley could answer, he continued to add:

"Of course, if you are unwilling to do this, I will also hypnotize you to go home and be a good child. Yes, I have this ability."

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Harry rolled his eyes, and his evaluation of this self-talking vampire instantly dropped several notches.

When the vampire opponent saw that Harley was ignoring him, he snorted coldly and warned as if threatening:

"I am a living vampire. If you don't want to be my food, go home as soon as possible, otherwise I will not be merciful."

She was still a little nervous at first, but after hearing these familiar lines, Harley lost her anxiety instantly. Instead, she felt pleasantly surprised that she had found something without any effort, because she had already guessed who this guy was. .

This guy's reputation is quite high. He looks fierce as hell, but in fact he is a good guy who is not dangerous except for sucking blood. He even saves his enemies. His real name is Michael Morbius. A biologist turned into a monster similar to the legendary vampire because of an accident. However, he is not a real vampire in the strict sense. After all, he is not afraid of the holy water of the cross and the sun. Blade Warrior and Ghost Rider are both. Having worked with him, he is at best a human superhero with vampire powers.

Harry, who was in a hurry to find a doctor, suddenly had an idea. This guy has a wealth of professional knowledge in surgery and nursing training. He can completely replace the doctor to provide some basic treatment to the "elite". Harley doesn't believe in a biological doctor. He didn't even learn how to treat the injured.

As if she didn't hear Michael's self-introduction just now, Harley's eyes burst out with the light of expectation. She threw herself on Michael and hugged his waist tightly, like an innocent person who met a savior in despair. Like a young girl, she begged in a sad voice:

"Great, I finally met someone. Please save my friends quickly. They are seriously injured and can hardly survive."

It can be said that Harley's acting skills are as bad as they are. Even a primary school student who has never studied acting can cry more realistically than Harley. However, it is too reluctant to expect a guy with an abnormal brain to act, so Harley He simply stopped shouting, pursed his lips, raised his head, hugged Michael tightly, and showed a straightforward attitude that he would not let go unless he helped me.

Michael never expected that the girl who opened the clinic door would react like this after being warned by him. This made him doubt his temperament. He thought he was cold and handsome, and was stunned for a moment, and explained awkwardly:

"Well, I'm a vampire, not a doctor. Have you misunderstood me somewhere?"

Harley looked completely indifferent and grabbed Michael's clothes tightly.

"Save my friend"

Harley's acting was very fake, but I never expected that Dr. Michael Morbius was a person with bat blood. He was like a blind man and didn't notice the change in Harley's expression at all. He hesitated for a moment and actually believed Harley's words. .

Michael scratched his messy hair with a headache, feeling inexplicably that he was very unlucky today.

He had a little conflict with his girlfriend today, and the other party left in anger. It was very dangerous to go out at night, but Michael was not worried about his girlfriend's safety. After all, his girlfriend was Fili, known as the Black Cat. Shia Hardy is a superhero after all. For her, moving at night is as simple as eating and drinking. No matter what, there will be no accidents on her home court.

And because he was really unhappy, he didn't want to stay at home, so he went out shopping and acted as a vigilante.

Michael, who originally went out to relax, did not expect that he would encounter such an annoying thing. However, after calming down and thinking about it, he was still ready to agree to the other party's request. He could not let someone ask him for help pitifully because he was in a bad mood. Just don't care whether others live or die, his conscience does not allow him to do so.

"Okay, I understand, please take me to see the injured quickly."

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