I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 26 The Plan Can't Keep Up With Changes

After evening prayers, she returned to the bedroom, and Harry, who was lying on the bed, kept her brows furrowed.

"It's not quite right! The first time I met a one-eyed dragon, I felt his malicious look, and I thought it was an illusion at the time. It turned out that my perception was indeed beyond ordinary.

If this is the case, then the obscene peeping that keeps me stabbed but can't find the target when I worship the Holy Eucharist in the evening should also be true.

It's a one-eyed dragon! "

Halle rolled back and forth on the bed like pancakes, her face getting more and more ugly.

Both Lena and Raymond believed that as long as she kept herself safe, those people would not hurt her, because she had a good reputation herself, and the identity of the daughter of the killers of the Wayne couple had a very high degree of attention.

It seems that because of what happened last night, things have changed
Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens.

She should not wait passively.

She can get out of here.

Just dozens of kilometers away in Gotham, she has friends, classmates, as well as an agent and a lawyer - Harvey Dent took her "annual fee" of three thousand dollars!

"Harry, are you not feeling well?" Angela on the side noticed her frequent turning over.

With a flash of inspiration, Harry leaned out half of his body, and almost said in the fat girl's ear, "Do me a favor, let's change beds to sleep."

Although Angela is fat, although stupidity and fatness are often associated, she is not stupid, but is very proficient in the way to protect herself.

"If I don't change it or not, I'll tell Mommy tomorrow to change it." She shook her head again and again.

"You seem to have guessed something." Harry squinted.

"I didn't guess anything." Angela continued to shake her head.

"If you don't change, I'll beat you up, just like Lena did," Harley threatened.

"You are not that kind of person, you are a good person." Angela said.

"You don't want to help good people?" Harry sighed.

"I won't help you if you are an angel. I can't help you. I'm afraid." Angela said in a trembling voice.

"Has he violated you?" Harry lowered his voice.

Angela nodded silently, with a little fluorescence on her face.

She is crying.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you, really. If he dares to come tonight, I'll kill him," said Harry grimly.

There was moonlight today, and the curtains were not drawn, and Angela saw the cold light reflected in her eyes.

like a small knife.

She flinched, more frightened, "Why don't you go to Barbara?"

"You're cuter than her." Harry said softly.

Angela seemed to be very shocked by this answer, her eyes widened, and she stood there for a long time.

After a long time, she nodded lightly.

Even if something horrific like that happened last night, there is still a sleepover in the bedroom tonight.

Several girls were chatting there, neither shocked by what happened last night, nor worried about tonight, nor did they notice the abnormality on Harry's side.

As usual, chatting and chatting, they snored gradually.

In the darkness, Harry could see a pair of bright eyes.

Angela, like her, did not fall asleep.

As time passed by, Angela couldn't stand it at first, she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep unconsciously. Harry lasted half an hour longer than her.

Maybe she thought too much.

A malicious stare does not imply firm action.

With this thought in mind, she fell into a drowsy sleep until—"Ahhh!"

It was like the scream of a little boar when it was covering its mouth and pinching its balls.

"You, so fat, you are not her, who are you?"

The man is very experienced, slipping silently like a cat and dashing like a snake with lightning.

One hit must be hit.

It was like a mountain of meat, pressing hard on the prey, covering its mouth with one hand and seeking up and down with the other, with a big mouth arching everywhere.

Now, he ate a mouthful of fat.

"Am I counting the wrong beds—"

"Bang!!!"

When he turned his head and looked at it blankly, a vicious wind suddenly came from behind him, and before he could react, a huge muffled sound came from the back of his head.

The brain is dizzy, like a pool of mud, soft on the "fat".

"Ah, blood, it's bleeding." Angela's mouth was freed, and she howled like a slaughtering pig.

The roommates were almost woken up, but habitually, they only listened, only peeked, never made a sound or moved, trying to pretend to be a corpse that could hear and open their eyes.

On the other hand, Barbara, who was opposite Halle, sat up and said, "Harry, are you calling?"

"It's a pig." Harry waved the baseball bat in his hand, a little blood splattered, a little high-spirited, a little perturbed.

After searching everywhere for a weapon last night and couldn't find it, she secretly took a baseball bat from the equipment store during daytime training and hid it under the pillow.

However, what happened now was not her original plan.

Facing the sudden situation, Harley was not sure whether the method she came up with in a short period of time would work.

Angela stopped screaming and cried, "There's a lot of blood and the pillow is wet, Harry, he's dead, you beat him to death."

"It shouldn't be dead," Harry was also a little unsure. She was stronger than an ordinary adult strong man, and the baseball bat was made of stainless steel.

Steel touches heads, skulls maybe
Like dragging a pig to death, she dragged the one-eyed guard off the bed first.

The height is close to two meters, and the weight is at least 250 catties, which is really heavy.

Live like an iron tower.

Now the tower is down.

Harry turned on the small flashlight, crouched on the ground, and carefully checked his waist and pockets.

This bastard only wore a pair of loose pants, which were very easy to take off. The top was also thin, a wool vest with a faint smell of wine, a layered labor insurance suit, and a cross the size of an adult's palm.

No weapons.

"It's Hercules, you knocked him down?" Barbara saw the scene clearly by the light of the flashlight, shocked, dazed, and with a hint of fear.

The pot immediately exploded in the dormitory, and the girls chattered like a group of irritable sparrows.

"Shut up!" Harry whispered, and the room immediately fell silent.

"What are you going to do?" Angela asked in a trembling voice.

Harry pulled her off the bed, then pulled out the blood-stained white sheet, torn it in two, and rolled it into a rope.

"Help me, tie up this barrow first."

"I'm afraid, he's dead, what else is he tied up with?" Angela cried.

Even if he didn't die now, if he didn't go for treatment, he might really bleed to death.

Harry's face was cold, and he continued his actions, with a deep voice in his mouth: "I'm not the stupid heroine in the movie, I won't just beat the bad guy and leave without heart.

It is safer and more reassuring to tie it up. "

"And then what?" Angela asked.

Harry turned to the "empty" room, faced everyone, and said, "I'll tie him up here and call the police.

As long as you still have the slightest brain, you should understand that if I succeed, you can all get comfort and a better future.

If I fail and you keep silent, they won't do anything to you.

Girls, it's time to change your destiny, be smart! "

The room was silent for a while, and Ruiwen said weakly, "The police are useless, everyone knows it."

"I'm a big celebrity, I have a network, and the police are just an option to solve the problem." Harley tried to make her voice full of confidence, although she didn't have much confidence herself.

Up to now, it is no longer possible to take a long-term plan, and can only adapt to the situation and make the best choice under the current environment.

The "big celebrity" seemed to give the girls a lot of confidence, and someone immediately reminded them: "There was a child who tried to escape and call in the middle of the night, and he succeeded.

Now the orphanage has learned a lesson. After the lights are turned off, the telephones in the telephone room cannot be used. Only the security room a few hundred meters away can turn on the switch again. "

Harry immediately said, "At least the phone in the dean's office can be used, right—shit!"

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared in front of the "Dead Man" one-eyed dragon's chest. Harry covered his eyes and screamed in panic, "What the hell is this?!"

"Yes, the phone in the dean's office can be used, but you can't go anywhere." The one-eyed dragon with a shriveled head on the floor said grimly.

Harry was horrified, but moved quickly, and quickly took two steps back, holding the baseball bat at the end of the bed.

"No matter what the hell you're up to, you're dead today," she shouted, waving her bat with both hands. "That's what I said, even if God comes, it won't change."

"Touch—" The metal rod was like a silver lightning bolt, and it was suffocating on the top of the one-eyed dragon that slowly got up.

"God, He is really here and is still on my side." The one-eyed dragon laughed gloomily.

Harry was shocked, the baseball bat hit his head, and the middle of the baseball bat actually curved slightly.

(End of this chapter)