Has the magical boy done a good deed every day?

He just took out the crystal suddenly, and then the crystal emitted a warm light, wrapping Barbara's body for a few seconds, and then the other party said that the treatment was complete. Barbara, who was about to perform some kind of magic, didn't turn her head around for a moment.

What about the herbs used by the magician?Or is it the kind of spell that sounds complicated?Even if there are no potions that look very weird?How can you just take out a very beautiful crystal and cure it?Isn't this too fast? !

Not only Barbara, but even Jason, who knew that Crowe had cured Professor X, felt strange about the speed of this treatment. After all, while Crowe was treating, he was still busy with the other party's avatar in New York. The center rode a motorcycle to deal with those robots everywhere, and he naturally didn't know what Crowe's treatment method was like.

"Uh, Cyke, you're done now? No spells, no rituals?"

Dick, who still has some knowledge about magic, asked strangely, especially since he saw a member of the Dark Justice League who was also a member of the Teen Titans. Of course, the healer who didn't hurt himself and didn't pay any price would be baffled.

"Of course, Miss Barbara's leg muscles have recovered to their best condition. If it wasn't for checking whether Miss Barbara's body has other conditions, I would have taken the silver crystal out for treatment!"

Crowe, who has treated Harry and Professor X with the power of the silver crystal, has no doubts about the power of the dreamy silver crystal, not to mention that the strength of the silver crystal itself comes from Crowe's heart. If you lose faith in the Silver Crystal, no one will believe in the power of the Silver Crystal.

After all, believing is his magic, and Klaue knows that very well.

"Host, do you also want to be the shining Sariou?"

Knowing that this is the famous line of Little Witch Academia that I saw this morning when I took time to see what magic system can be exchanged, k423 complained in Crowe's heart. Although this sentence is very classic, it still cannot change what k423 wants Tucao heart.

Barbara tried to move her feet dubiously, and found that the moment her feet, which had been moved many times but to no avail, started to move with her own will for the first time, her body couldn't help shaking, and the corners of her eyes were even more so. Tears the size of peas flowed out, flowing down with gravity.

"Barbara, what's wrong with you?!"

Seeing his ex-girlfriend's body trembling suddenly, Dick walked to Barbara's side immediately, worried that the other party's feet were not as intact as Crowe said.

"No, I'm just... I'm just too happy, that's all..."

Wiping away the tears with her hands, Barbara showed Dick a smile that was not a smile, the joy of being able to stand up again, the grief that had been hidden in her heart, and all kinds of emotions burst out together, and finally What formed was her current expression.

Ever since he was shot in the lumbar spine by a clown, his lower body was paralyzed, and he was even shot by a clown

Ugly took off her clothes and took a picture of her seriously injured. She has always regarded her paralyzed legs as a curse. Even now, as an oracle, she helps Bruce and other superheroes provide intelligence and hacker technical support. She still hasn't gotten out of this curse in her heart.

She can still think of the clown's laughter to this day, as if mocking her that this Batgirl can't fly, or telling her that the struggle she has done so far is useless, but all of this is over today, entangled in her body The curse, along with the disappearing rays of light, disappeared without a trace.

Now she can stand up with her head held high and continue to fight righteously in Gotham as Batgirl, and the miracle that allows her to stand up again is the little boy in front of her.

"Thank you very much, Crowe."

Barbara stood up. She hadn't used her legs for a long time, but she didn't feel any strangeness at the moment. She hugged Crowe gratefully. After hugging for a full 30 seconds, she stepped back and looked at him with a smile. Dick, who was smiling the same way, and Jason, who didn't seem to care at all, but was actually looking at this side all the time.

"I want to go to a place next, Dick, Jason, and Crowe, can you accompany me?"

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Gotham Police Department, Chief's Office.

"Sheriff Gordon, the mosaic still didn't show up today."

"Well, go back to your post."

Sitting at his desk, Gordon, who was sorting out documents related to Gotham's recent situation, listened to a report from one of his subordinates, and responded without raising his head.

Since the Mosaic people imposed a large number of women's clothing sanctions on the surrounding thieves and gangsters in the past few days, the crime rate in Gotham has dropped in the past few months, which has made the already very busy Gotham police a lot easier.

The devil legends of the Mosaic Man are constantly circulating in the mouths of those persecuted gangsters, which not only deters ordinary criminals who intend to burglarize and steal at night, but also makes super villains with certain forces such as Penguin and Black Mask be careful. With the appearance of the mosaic.

If it was just the legend of the Mosaic people, it wouldn't stop those people from committing crimes. What really scared them was what happened in the Arkham Asylum, which has now been renamed the Arkham Shemale Hospital.

Look at those Arkham criminals who used to be so arrogant in Gotham. One by one, they all put on women's clothes after the attacks made by the mosaics before. Even the clown who has always been Gotham's nightmare has become an only The representatives of the good people who did good deeds in Arkham, those criminals were killed, and there is still a way for these ordinary criminals to go?

But even so, the number of cases in Gotham is only a little less, which does not mean that the crime rate is zero. They still have to deal with various crimes for many years in the Gotham Police Department, and they may even be killed. Awareness of being killed in the line of duty in one of the cases.

Gordon read every event in the file, especially those reports that were about to expire or were sent by the investigation team, he would carefully

Check it carefully, and then go to the roof of the police station at night to contact Batman for the latest situation, and sometimes don't even go home at night, just to be able to catch criminals who are trying to commit crimes in Gotham.

"This is--"

When he turned to a page with the case of a woman whose lower body was paralyzed due to a shooting, Gordon's hand couldn't help but paused. After carefully reading through the relevant content, he put the case report back into the file with a complicated heart. , once he saw the case with paralyzed legs, Gordon would always subconsciously think of his daughter, the girl who was hit by a clown in the lumbar spine and could no longer move.

He was angry and almost lost control. He still remembers what the clown did to this day, especially the photo sent to him by the clown. It was like a dagger that pierced his heart hard. Tell him all the time how difficult it is to uphold justice as a policeman.

barbara...

Thinking back to his daughter who was frustrated in the wheelchair at that time, Gordon's eyes couldn't help but dim. He knew that his daughter was helping Batman and the others as an oracle, but every time he sat with Barbara, he felt Subconsciously, he didn't look at Barbara's legs, that way, the pain in his heart would be less.

'Clap! '

Just when Gordon was feeling sad, the door of the office was opened, and a figure came to his desk. The man didn't speak, but just stood there silently.

"What's wrong? Just tell me if you want to report."

Gordon didn't look up, but put away the documents that he had read, and prepared to organize them together and put them on the same bookshelf.

"I've come to see you, Father."

"!!!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Gordon was shocked. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the familiar face. He couldn't say anything for a while, but just stared blankly at the other person. A woman with a paralyzed leg will stand in front of him.

"Barbara, your leg—"

"It has been cured, and a friend who can do miracles has helped me."

Gordon looked at Barbara's legs, and then at the smiling Barbara. Gordon's sharp eyes softened, and then the two hugged each other. At this moment, a hug Contains all the words the two want to confide in each other.

Standing outside the office, Crowe, who was wearing a magical boy costume and stared at the curious eyes of other police officers, looked at the father and daughter hugging each other with some emotion. Magical Dick and Jason.

Although they wore combat uniforms under their clothes and carried domino masks and hoods with them, it would be unnecessary for them to walk with a young man with a mosaic on his head in the police station.

"Smelly brat, leave early when you've seen enough."

Even if they were invisible at the moment, when Jason saw the policemen looking at Crowe with curious eyes, Jason, who always felt a little uncomfortable, said to Crowe.

"Of course I will go, but there is one thing, I want Barbara and Jason to go and see together~"

magic yourself

Crowe, who conveyed what he was thinking to Jason and Dick, said with a smirk on his face. Seeing that smirk on Crowe's face, Jason and Dick glanced at each other, full of doubts in their hearts.

What the hell is Crowe/Stinky Brat going to do again?

That night, all kinds of strange slot machines appeared near Arkham. In addition to all kinds of women's clothing, there were also some men's clothing and a thing called "your original clothing" on the slot machine. Cam's super-criminals were staring at him, especially with the original costume maximizing their curiosity.

"What is this? The entertainment equipment sent by the mayor of Gotham?"

"I don't know, but the 'your original clothes' item, could it be our original clothes? Once we get it, the clothes on our bodies will change back?!"

"If that's the case, how do you draw it? I didn't see the coin slot!"

Scarecrows, Riddlers and other highly intelligent criminals immediately understood the meaning of this slot machine, but soon, they discovered that there was no coin slot on these slot machines, and even if they wanted to draw, they had no way to draw.

"Good evening, everyone~ I am the Magical Boy of Love and Justice: Mosaic who made you wear cute women's clothes~ Today, with the consent of the Mayor of Gotham City, I specially announce a special slot machine event for you in Arkham~ "

Just when the criminals in Arkham were at a loss, a teenager with a mosaic on his head appeared on the screen of the slot machine. Whether it was the first time seeing the mosaic man or the frozen man who had been persecuted by the other party, he was terrified. He looked at the screen anxiously, afraid that what the mosaic man was going to say was to make them change into even scarier women's clothes.

"What is shown on this slot machine is that the person who spins the slot machine will change into clothes, women's clothes are 95%, men's clothes are 4.02%, and your original clothes are 0.98%, each person can only draw once a day , the changed clothes will be randomly selected by the machine and given to the clown to wear, and everyone will wear the new clothes they have drawn~"

Sure enough, the mosaic immediately announced to them the special features of this slot machine, and at the same time let them understand that this slot machine is the only chance for them to change back to their original clothes, or to wear a men's clothing.

"I want to smoke!!!"

The killer crocodile in a bikini rushed to the front of the slot machine immediately, and pressed the handle directly under the eyes of other people. The screen of the slot machine continued to rotate, and finally jumped onto a very normal-looking male casual wear.

'Boom! '

The moment the slot machine stopped, Killer Crocodile's body was surrounded by a burst of pink smoke. When the smoke cleared, Killer Crocodile was no longer wearing a bikini, but the very ordinary casual clothes on the screen of the slot machine.

! ! !This is real! ! !

After seeing that Killer Crocodile had indeed changed into a man's outfit, Arkham's criminals in women's clothing swarmed in, and everyone wanted to be the first to change all the women's clothes on them.

However, the probability of 0.98 is not so easy to draw. Some people just put on a passable men's clothing, some put on another women's clothing with a dark face, and no one

It was drawn to the column of his original clothing.

After the other criminals except for the clown have drawn out, some are immersed in men's clothing, and some are immersed in women's clothing again, the mosaic man appears on the screen of the slot machine again, and directly announces a better news.

"If you want to increase the number of times you draw cards, just let the clown do good deeds 100 times in a week, and you can give the person who asked him to do good deeds an extra chance!"

As soon as these words came out, all the criminals in Arkham flocked to the room where the clown was, not for anything else, but for an additional chance to be able to return their original clothes. As for the clown, he is now letting the clown They add more times to the tool people, and once they get murderous or want to make trouble, they will fall down with epilepsy. They are not afraid that the clown will retaliate against them.

From that day on, the clown who had been hiding in the room until he accidentally came out and was called by the staff to do good deeds was either forced in and dragged out by super villains from the force faction, or was invited out by those super villains who outwitted him , let the clown do good deeds, forced the clown to do good deeds from several times a day to 20 times a day, and almost exhausted the clown to death.

After that, the clown who learned the ins and outs and randomly changed into women's clothes every day just wanted to say MMP in his heart.

The author has something to say: Clown: MMP, do you hear me? MMP!

Crowe: If you scold me again, it will be changed to 500 good deeds plus 3 three times!

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Add another chapter!

0.98 is Bengbengbeng's rose stem, anyone who knows it understands it.

In the next chapter, there will be people from other worlds (probably people) in Gotham again