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As soon as he walked out of the room, Li Xu saw a man in a black windbreaker leaning in the corridor.

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“I think you look familiar.”

Seeing this face with the same style as John Wick, Li Xu immediately knew who it was. Not surprisingly, this guy should be the notorious Hell Detective John Constantine in the DC world.

“Since that’s the case, how about we make friends?”

Constantine said with a smile, and inadvertently glanced at the stigmata on the back of Li Xu’s hand.

He originally came to exorcise demons, but he didn’t expect to meet an angel.

As the saying goes, many friends lead many paths, and what Constantine likes most is making new friends.

After all, there are not many old friends left by him. If you don’t prepare a few more, I’m afraid it won’t be enough.

“roll!”

Li Xu turned around and left.

When Constantine made a request to make friends, Li Xu felt a wave of malice.

To make friends with such a cheating bastard, he was afraid that he would die young.

This guy is simply the most powerful liar in the DC universe. He ran the train with his mouth full, and played tricks on all the demons in hell, including Satan.

What’s more important is that, with such a desperate effort, Constantine can still live well, and sacrifice a teammate to change his luck if he has nothing to do.

“Don’t leave, leave a contact information.”

Constantine approached with a smile on his face.

Li Xu had no expression on his face, and directly knocked the bastard unconscious with a knife in his hand.

“I’ve always been the one who cheated others, you bastard still wants to cheat me.”

Seeing Konstantin fainted on the ground, Li Xu kicked twice again in frustration, before turning around and walking out of the Tongzilou.

…

Six hours later, Li Xu walked out of Gotham Airport and hailed a taxi.

“Sir, where are you going?”

The driver is a black boy, and his eight white teeth glisten when he smiles.

“Arkham Asylum.”

Li Xu glanced around and found that the inside of the car was clean and tidy.Jie, it’s the bulging waist of the driver brother.

Considering Gotham’s tradition, Li Xu expressed his understanding.

In Gotham, driving a taxi is a high-risk business, and it’s normal to carry a gun for self-defense.

When the black brother heard the word ‘Arkham’, his hand holding the steering wheel trembled, and he secretly looked at Li Xu from the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye.

There are no fancy dresses, no nervous smiles, and no weird problems. It doesn’t look like a local psycho in Gotham. Could it be a psycho from outside?

The black brother was a little curious, but he drove in silence.

The first rule of survival for Gotham drivers, don’t talk too much, the more you talk, the faster you die.

“Brother, who are the more popular villains in Gotham?”

Seeing that the little black brother didn’t say a word, Li Xu took the initiative to ask questions.

As a psychiatrist about to take office, he felt that it was necessary to understand his patients.

According to the system information, the way for [Psychiatrist] profession to gain experience is to make these mental illnesses return to normal, at least superficially normal.

After all, mental illness is more idealistic.

In the last century, a well-known psychologist, David Rosenhann, conducted an experiment in which he and seven volunteers sneaked into different mental hospitals.

The ending was very dramatic. None of them could prove that they were normal. Eight volunteers including David Rosenhann were considered to be sick.

Therefore, the system considerately gives the criteria for judging.

As long as the mental patients treated by Li Xu remain normal within three months and do something beneficial to society, the system will judge the treatment as successful.

Li Xu thought this rule was very good, and decided to find a villain to test the waters first.

“…”

Hearing Li Xu’s question, the black boy’s face became tense, and he became more and more sure that Li Xu was a psychopath from outside.

No, they have already started to inquire about the situation of the patients.

After organizing his wording, the black brother said cautiously: “The scarecrow is more famous recently. The fear gas he released almost spread throughout Gotham.”

“However, he is now imprisoned in Arkham by Batman.”

“I see.” Li Xu nodded thoughtfully.

The Scarecrow is a relatively well-known villain, and his famous stunt is homemade fear gas.

After inhaling the fear gas, the scarecrow can make the victims feel the deepest fear in their hearts, or make people afraid of things that they were not afraid of before. …

“There is potential for transformation.”

Li Xu nodded and decided to start with the scarecrow first.

Scarecrow, the poisonous fear gas, is still very interesting. It can help young people get rid of all kinds of bad habits if it is reformed. It is much more reliable than Professor Yang, the king of thunder and lightning.

In the driver’s seat, the black brother secretly watched Li Xu’s expression, his body trembling slightly.

It started, it started again.

These psychopaths like comparisons the most. They will be very upset when they hear that there are villains who are more famous than themselves. They want to make some bigger accidents and let Batman catch them.

Wait a minute, this psychopath from out of town will definitely ask, “Dude, what do you think of Batman?”

“what’s the situation?”

Seeing the strange expression of the black brother, Li Xu frowned, and activated the psychiatrist’s skill [Insight].

In an instant, he heard all the crazy thoughts in the black boy’s heart.

“Crazy from outside!!”

Li Xu’s face turned black, and he approached the little black brother who was still thinking crazy, and said in a low tone, “Dude, what do you think of Batman?”

“I knew it was like this!”

The little black brother looked desperate and shook his hands accidentally.

Boom! !

The taxi collided with a fast-passing black Batmobile, and it rolled over on the road, rolling continuously.

“This is to die with me.”

Li Xu supported his forehead speechlessly, kicked the car door away, and carried the frightened black boy out.

“who are you?”

At this moment, the Bat Chariot stopped, and a large human-shaped bat with pointed ears came out, frowning and glanced at the kicked car door.

“Batman!!”

The black brother’s expression became even more desperate.

When a psychopath meets Batman, there is no way for him to survive in a fight.

“A psychiatrist who is going to Arkham to apply for a job.”

Li Xu glanced at the taxi that had turned into scrap iron, and pulled the little black brother over: “Speeding, cutting the road, you are fully responsible for this car accident, pay for it!!”

Batman: “…”.