Chapter 93 Chapter 93 (Xiao Xiu) [VIP]



Chapter 93 Chapter 93 (Xiao Xiu) [VIP]

The blond man looked at the clown's so-called 'his child'. From his perspective, he could naturally tell her physical condition. At least she had moved a little just now, so the problem with her was even clearer.

Megan's movements were weak. Richard's demonstration just now didn't seem difficult, but she was still tired. She only raised one hand to grab the clown's clothes. She seemed a little shy and could only feel safe when she was around the clown. She had a fluffy braid draped over her shoulder, with the ends curled outwards, revealing a bright ribbon tied with it. She didn't know what kind of teacher her father was going to find for her, and was still confused.

When she noticed Richard looking at her, she looked back, her eyes meaningless, which made Richard frown.

"What is her condition, Joker? I hope you can answer this question for me first."

His attitude was serious, but the clown didn't care. He smiled and leaned on his cane, saying, "There's nothing wrong with my child. He just suffered from autism in the past, and some symptoms still remain. It hasn't been completely cured." His tone was low and smooth, but the meaning behind it puzzled Richard.

He looked at the clown with doubt in his eyes, "I don't believe you are a kind person."

The Joker smiled at his gaze, lowered his head and stroked Megan's head, then said nonchalantly, "But you're here, Richard Long. Then get down to work. This is your mission."

Megan looked up at them back and forth and asked slowly, "Dad, what did he teach me?" Her childish face was full of curiosity, and this time there was finally a hint of emotion in her eyes when she looked at Richard. She was a little curious about the stranger, but she also wanted to know who he was and why her father asked him to be her teacher.

A new person to play house with Megan has been chosen, and the clown answered her, "Think of him as your new friend, kid, you just need to learn from him."

The clown was about to leave after saying this, but Richard had one last question.

"You know her physique and spirit cannot be trained to be your helper, nor can she become a criminal like the madmen in Arkham." Then why should he teach her? What should he teach her?

What exactly is the Joker's purpose? What does he want to turn this child into? But as he said, Megan's physical and mental condition are limited, and she may never be able to meet the Joker's expectations.

The Joker didn't feel offended by his renewed questioning. He believed in his daughter's charm. She had captivated everyone in Arkham before, and now she was causing them to worry about her. He was already used to it. He said in a calm tone, "I know, I know. She's a useless child, so just keep her healthy."

He left immediately after he finished speaking. As for Megan, she understood what he meant. This was another 'care center' for her, but it was not a big place and there was only one teacher in charge of teaching her.

After watching the clown disappear outside the door, Megan looked at the blond and bearded man, approached him with a familiar look, and asked, "Richard?"

She was not tall, just a short one, with weak limbs and slow reaction. If they had changed the place and the way, maybe they would not have known each other at all, but there was no if. Now Megan was not afraid of strangers, because her father said Richard was her new friend, so she believed it and walked closer and stood beside his legs looking at him.

Richard thought for a moment, then squatted down and stretched out a hand, palm facing up. "I'm Richard Long."

Megan extended a hand as well, but with her palm facing forward, and introduced herself: "Megan Damon."

After they looked at each other, Richard nodded and turned his palm to high-five her. Although the child was under his care, they still had a process of gradually understanding and knowing each other, and there was no rush for those exercises or training contents. After all, even the clown had no specific requirements.

There were no arrangements at the moment, so Richard walked out and turned his head to ask Megan who was following him: "How old are you this year? Have you had any training before?" He asked the clown and got no answer, so what about asking Megan herself?

The adults walking in front slowed down their pace and waited for her to catch up. Megan's attitude towards her friends was much better than that towards others, especially when they first met. She was not stingy with her response. She was also pondering these two questions, "Not yet eleven years old? Stretching, running, meditation?"

Even if she didn't finish her words, people could still understand what she meant. Richard nodded when he heard it, but he thought in his heart that her physique was not consistent with her age, and she must have an illness. He took Megan to the rooftop of the club. Because it was in the downtown area, the buildings here were generally not high, so standing on the rooftop, you could see far away, and you could also see the undulating mountains in the distance.

There was a railing on the edge of the roof. They all stood in front of the railing and looked into the distance. Megan, out of curiosity or mischief, grabbed the worn railing and tried to climb up. This was undoubtedly a dangerous move, but Richard watched her struggle for a while and asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

Richard didn't mind children being naughty, and he never rejected the clown, which showed that he was not opposed to taking care of children. When Megan nodded, he pinched her armpits and carried her up, and sat her on the railing with her back to him. Even though the railing was old and shaky, it was just a round tube, it didn't matter if she couldn't sit steadily.

He believed in himself - no matter what happened, he could protect Megan, so after he carried her up and sat her on the bed, he held her thin shoulders with one hand to prevent her from falling if she lost her balance.

Now Megan only had the hand behind her supporting her, but she was not afraid at all. She was still waving her hands in the air. At that moment, a gust of wind blew, and she felt the invisible gas flowing through the gaps between her fingers. She liked this feeling. She was no longer in the confused state at the beginning when she was curious about the outside world and was stunned for a long time without knowing why it came.

She gradually became familiar with the world, understanding how things and people responded to her, and she had to balance her heart in this steady and gradual state.

Many rejections and fears stem from a lack of understanding, but her reaction was particularly intense. When she first came to the outside world, she was extremely frightened and in great pain. She had to rely on the drugs made for her by the Joker to offset and control those emotions. Her studies in Arkham and her daily life in the nursing home were all helping her to improve her understanding of the world.

Only when she realizes that the world is not that scary can she confidently walk out of the barriers and come slowly, otherwise she will only refuse.

Megan looked down. The club had three floors, which was already taller than her two-story house. It was even taller when she stood on the roof. She was not afraid of heights, but she slowly thought that this place was higher than when she looked down from the second-floor window of her small building.

Why wasn't it compared to the height she'd seen when she, Killer Croc, or Robin wandered around Gotham City, looking down from the dozens of floors of buildings they'd been in? Perhaps it was because, by sending her here, her father was actually allowing her to expand her range of movement. From now on, she could walk freely from here to the entrance of the small building.

She said, "Happy." But there was no corresponding expression on her young face.

Richard had been keeping an eye on her. He didn't know Megan's origins, so he only speculated that she might be the Joker's biological child, or an innocent child he had tricked or brainwashed. As for the child he had rescued? The latter possibility was unlikely, but he didn't rule out that extremely slim possibility.

But he recognized Megan's problems, her social barriers were a given, and her unique perspective on the world. Even though it was their first time together, Richard saw it.

They stayed on the top floor and didn't talk anymore, but both of them were used to and enjoyed the quietness. It was just that the round pipe Megan was sitting on was very uncomfortable. She moved around from time to time, and as expected, the railing that had been in disrepair for a long time became loose. She swayed forward, but was pulled back by Richard in time. He then simply carried her back downstairs.

When they reached the first floor, he put Megan down. She jumped on the spot and looked behind her. Richard held her hand, and his attitude softened at some point. He asked, "Were you scared just now?"

Megan walked beside him and shook her head. She thought it was a bit funny and was eager to try it, so Richard patted her head gently and said, "Only do that when adults are around. Otherwise, it's very dangerous."

As for whether the child understood the danger, Richard had already seen it, but it didn't matter. She looked as if she had never been hurt. No matter what her background was, she was well protected by the Joker. He said no, and Megan tilted her head and thought for a long time before nodding. It seemed that she was a good child, but...

Her view of good and evil is a big problem.

If she is taught the concept of good and evil, how will the Joker treat her?

But the question was still far from being answered. They returned to the club and Megan asked again, "What are you going to teach me?"

Richard let go of Megan and sat cross-legged on the ground. He clasped his hands and looked down at them. These hands had been used for theft and also for justice. Finally, they chose to retire. But someone found him and asked him to be responsible for the training of a group of new heroes. But now, they also attracted the craziest criminals. The Joker asked him to find a way to make the child in front of him healthy.

This was the simplest request made by those who came to him, to make a sick and weak child healthy.

Even if the Joker was a crazy criminal, no matter what agreement they had reached, he chose to teach this child now, but for her own sake. After letting Megan sit down, he replied in a calm tone: "I will teach you kung fu."

Megan had never heard of this word before. After tilting her head, confusion was clearly expressed on her face. Richard stretched out a finger and gently touched her forehead, "There is also 'qi'."

Megan asked, "What is 'chi'?"

Richard didn't explain any more to her. He closed his eyes and bent his back slightly. "This is the first class. I'm here to teach you how to do Chinese meditation." He had arranged the practice room early in the morning. With a flick of his finger, a stream of 'qi' shot out, lighting the incense in the corner.

This meditation did not last long. Richard watched her empty her mind, but her consciousness had only one place to go - the empty and dead world that belonged to her alone. She had stayed there for too long, and after coming to the outside world, she was still attached to what was behind her.

The world was noisy, and her young and fragile soul needed rest.

Coming out of his meditative state, Richard asked, "In your consciousness, what are you like?"

Megan opened her eyes as he did. The colors in her eyes were bright and clear, shining like precious gems. She stretched out a hand, and although there was almost no wind in the room, she felt like she had caught something.

"I'm a little bear, I look like..."

"Kite."

The author has something to say:

Minor repair again.

Richard Dragon is a comic character created when Bruce Lee became popular in the United States.

Although his real name is not this, his nickname is Richard Long, and the dragon is the Chinese word "Long", but if it is loong in Chinese, then Richard Long actually sounds very similar to Bruce Lee when pronounced quickly.

Since the character is so old, there is not much to interpret about his personality, so let's just make it our own (eyes shifted). In this article, he is a good parent () (approval from the Joker)

However, Megan has almost no talent in martial arts.

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