Chapter 67

[System prompt]: The damage rate of the character card has reached 90%. To ensure safety, please abandon the vest immediately to avoid uncontrollable mental damage.

"If, I just asked in advance, if I abandon the character card, what will happen to this vest."

... It hurts so much, it hurts to the point of dying. So the bloody wound is so painful, but... but he never felt so painful before.

He was carrying such unbearable pain. The player still asked the system rationally and calmly in his mind. He was still thinking, and he didn't just wait to die. He had found the hemostatic spray and bandage from the medicine he carried with him.

Batman obviously wanted to save him. He wanted to check the knight's injuries and treat him, but he couldn't.

Severe injuries and near death made the vampire king as fierce as a trapped beast. His reason could not suppress his bloodthirsty instinct. He urgently needed supplements, food, delicious food. There was an irresistible delicacy not far away, but he needed to kill Batman first and bite off his throat, and also drink and recover.

[System prompt]: Dear player, when you automatically give up the character card, the vest will stay in this world forever, and you will return to the system space and will no longer be dragged down by the body...

[System prompt]: ...Ding...Ding, warning, warning!

[System prompt]: The damage rate of the character card has reached 90%. To ensure safety, please abandon the vest immediately to avoid uncontrollable nerve damage!

[System notification]: Please confirm whether to abandon the character card.

[Yes] [No]

No.

Why do you have to carry medicine with you while having the self-healing ability of a super soldier? Now I finally understand. It is never wrong to be just in case. He really has to thank the Bat Family for their education.

The player almost gritted his teeth to hold back from screaming or crying because of the pain when bandaging.

I want to live.

The player thought so, he must live, he can't just die here.

So he can bear to straighten the twisted bones of his body, so he can also bear to find needles and thread and sew up the torn wounds one stitch at a time.

Disinfectant alcohol was wiped around the wound for a simple cleanup, and then the bandage was wrapped around the most critical part of the lower abdomen.

There was no anesthetic, but of course it could not be used if there was, as it would paralyze the nerves and make the player lose control of the first aid action, so even if it hurt so much that you wanted to tremble instinctively, you couldn't do it, you had to be steady and handle it neatly.

[System prompt]: Warning, the character card has been damaged by 90%. In order to ensure the mental safety of the player, please confirm whether to discard the character card.

[Yes] [No]

No.

The player heard the movement of someone falling beside him, but he couldn't see clearly and had no strength to distinguish who it was. He just focused all his mind and body on saving himself.

If it was an enemy, he had no ability to resist anyway. If it was a teammate, it didn't matter who came.

"Fuck you, how did you get yourself into this state."

Red Hood looked at the hemostatic spray that had been used up and thrown aside and other scattered medical tools that were taken out everywhere, and saw the bloody appearance of the person, he was really angry.

He rushed over when Damian dealt with Killer Croc and left everything to that brat, and ended up giving him such a big surprise.

This black sheep of the Bat Family, the boss of the black forces in Gotham, even missed the opportunity to deal with Penguin and Black Mask.

Although he was gritting his teeth and cursing fiercely, Red Hood still quickly took over the treatment of the player.

Whether it was the stupid vampire Nightwing, what the hell was this. Or the Arkham Knight who didn't care about his own life and death and was just about to die with the other party.

Damn, now he knows to save his life, what was he doing before, did the vampire eat his brain.

At this time, Red Hood realized that there was something wrong with the other party's uniform. There was no way, the situation was too urgent, and no one had time to pay attention to who was wearing what. This time he really couldn't help cursing.

"Did the vampire Dick eat your brain?! It should be in line with the theme at this time, right?"

The drowsy brain was full of system warnings. After replying countless nos, the player was still reminded. He was also upset and angry, and he cursed back, even ignoring his hoarse voice.

"Fuck your Red Hood, vampires don't eat brains!"

"You are still telling me this at this time!!!"

From the extremely dirty words of Red Hood, it can be seen that his heart is also restless. He was almost angry with his homologue.

He thought it was nothing if he died, but seeing the knight's virtue, he finally understood the mood of some guys sometimes.

It was really frightening and terrified, but he didn't think it was a big deal. He was still in the mood to think about whether Dick, the idiot, ate his brain.

But no matter how scared and angry he was, Red Hood was also glad that the other party knew to save him instead of lying there waiting to die.

No matter how loudly he yelled back, he didn't dare to use any pressure to stitch and bandage the knight who finally got a chance to relax. He was so careful that he was afraid that the knight would not survive and he would die.

Damn, what kind of logic is this? Good intentions really don't get good rewards.

Batman on the other side did not disappoint the Knight's expectations. He did subdue the bloodthirsty and violent vampire king, and also prevented him from escaping to hunt other humans.

After the end, he found that the Red Hood had taken over the Arkham Knight. Batman, who was also unable to extricate himself, just looked at his two sons with a complicated look.

But he had no time to care about the Knight.

He also needed to deal with the mess of the whole incident, and he also needed to find a way to turn the vampires back into humans.