I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 66 Darkness
Bloody Paradise is not bloody at all, but the air is filled with the sweetness of cocktails.

The beautiful woman in a luxurious silver suspender dress shouted loudly to the side show.

Her eyes were blurred, her cheeks were flushed, and she held a Perrion rose gold champagne in her hands, shaking it vigorously, a three-meter-long liquid column, dedicated to showing off on the stage.

The men and women around were madly laughing and shouting, cheering and shouting.

"Do you know her? Mrs. Dondelian, a socialite from the Upper East Side, a well-known female entrepreneur in the United States, and a United Nations environmental protection ambassador, often calls for 'reduce carbon emissions and protect every glacier' on TV with a meticulous expression."

In the open box in the corner of the hall, the big black girl Prika took a sip of champagne and said to Harry with a smile.

At this moment, Harley changed into a hip-hop style hooded jacket, and also wore a bright silver skull chain, with a fashionable light-colored large sunglasses on the bridge of her nose.

Well, this outfit was bought by Selena at her expense, but Kitten didn't come by herself. Many people here know her.

"I thought the rich guys from the Upper East Side wouldn't come here to play." Harry laughed dryly.

The scene on stage was so unsightly that she didn't know where to put her eyes.

"Why don't you come here? Chaos, high crime rate? Hehe, do you remember where the Wayne and his wife died? Crime Lane, just two blocks away.

This is right next door on the Upper East Side, their playground. "

"Aren't the elites on the Upper East Side afraid of repeating the same mistakes? There are criminals everywhere, and it's not uncommon for another robbery to happen again." Harry wondered.

"The Wayne couple is the exception, either a complete accident or a planned murder. Normally, as long as they don't sneak into a remote alley, no one will shoot them on the street."

Prika pointed at the men and women on the dance floor with a cigar, "This neighborhood is the Wall Street of the entire Gotham porn industry, and it can satisfy anyone's desires and special needs. It's full of sin, and most of it is brought in by them. When doing business, I will try my best to protect the guests who come to play."

"Sister Prika!" A black girl in the distance beckoned here.

Prika also waved her hand, indicating that she would come immediately.

Then she turned to Harry and said seriously: "What are you thinking about, are you interested in joining us?"

"I'm just an honest nun," Harry said.

Really let the cat speak.

As soon as she entered this nightclub, the big black girl introduced her identity to her with practical actions.

Well, I walked around the arena with Harley, and the people I met face to face either showed awe, or simply shouted "Miss Prika".

Even the rich, well-dressed, respected her attitude.

Then the big black girl directly said to Harry that if you want to get along well in Bali Street, you must find the right backer.

"Diana, do you know that Falco's cabinet and Maroney are fighting fiercely during this time?" Prika asked.

"Aren't they fighting all the time?" Harry asked suspiciously.

Prika shook her head, "Falco's cabinet once said that chaos is the worst enemy of business.

Over the years, the two emperors have been tacitly maintaining Gotham's stability.

The purpose of mixing black is not to fight bravely, everything is business, it is for money. "

"What happened recently?" Harry asked curiously.

"The Waynes are dead."

"Well, I don't quite understand."

"You know, Martha Wayne was working on two big projects before she was shot - the Church of Charity on Bali Street and the Modern Chemotherapy Nursing Home on Arkham Island."

Harry remembered what the kitten had said to her—Maloney and Falcone were both interested in Arkham.

Seeing the sudden look on her face, Prika said with a smile: "It seems you guessed it, Falco's cabinet wants to get the development rights of Arkham and build a batch of high-end apartment buildings, while Maroney wants the island. Build a warehouse.

This is a large project of billions or even billions of dollars.

Like I said before, the main business of Hey Dao is not to fight hard, but to make money. "

"I can't influence the construction of the Church of Charity on Bali Street." Harry smiled wryly.

Prika rolled her eyes, "If you can decide who will eat the big cake in Bali Street, the person sitting across from you now will not be me, and the Falco cabinet will receive you in person."

This is also true.

"Tell me, what can I do?" Harry asked.

"The land on Arkham Island belongs to the City Council. Martha's nursing home plan was selected by the City Council when bidding for the right to develop the island, but she died too early to sign the land ownership contract.

So, don't worry too much about Wayne's attitude, just convince the city council that Falcone or Maroney can take ownership of Arkham.

The apartment we live in now, along with several nearby buildings, was the property of the Wayne Group a long time ago.

Whether or not to build the cathedral now is up to Bruce Wayne.

Now that you're here, it seems part of Wayne's will.

He wants to build a church.

As the first nun to pass the blue thread, you are very likely to occupy a high position in the future cathedral, and it is impossible to say that you can become the bishop of Bali Street Parish. "

Harry sighed deeply, the kitten's pattern was still small.

She also guessed that Prika was interested in her personal strength to defeat the two strong men, but she didn't want people to have their eyes on it for a few years, or even more than ten years.

At the same time, Harley also admires Prika. No wonder this big black girl has become a big sister at a young age. She looks thick and big, like a cannon fodder thug who can't survive an episode. .

"Is there a precedent for monks and nuns to join the Black State?" Harry asked.

Prika smiled, "Have you seen The Godfather?"

"Uh, see, Marlon Brando is so handsome."

"At the beginning of the movie, it was a plot where the mortuary asked the old godfather to avenge his daughter.

The undertaker said that he was willing to pay any price, but the old godfather refused without hesitation, saying that he would only help his friends. ' said Prika meaningfully.

Looking back on that episode, Harley vaguely understood what the big black girl meant.

The mortuary teacher and the godfather are fellow villagers, but he gets along better and dislikes the old godfather as a black country, and has always been reluctant to deal with the godfather.

Now that his daughter is being bullied by hooligans in the United States, and the laws of the United States cannot help him, he has come to ask the godfather for help.

The godfather finally helped him, not because the mortuary master joined the godfather's Heibang family, but admitted that he was the godfather's friend.

Since he is a friend, the old godfather will also ask him for help next time if he needs it - let the mortuary master help his dead ghost son to dress up.

Prika meant the same thing, she just wanted to "make friends" with Harley, not pull her into the gang.

But Harry understood that if she nodded in agreement at this time, it would mean giving up her identity as a pure commoner and choosing Falcone.

"I just want to serve Christ." Harry politely declined, putting on a devout look.

If the mortuary was not helpless, how could he be friends with the old godfather.

Isn't she even better than a mortuary?

Prika was not angry, she just smiled, stood up and said, "It's okay, come here to play more when you have time."

But Harry didn't want to watch the stripper throw and stick, Prika just turned around when she also got up and walked towards the door.

Moments later, the nightclub approaches a spacious conference room by the back door.

The table was filled with various types of weapons, a bald man in a suit, and seven or eight tall and strong black girls in tight leather jackets gathered around the table to select their own equipment.

"She refused?" asked the black girl who called Prika before.

"Diana may have had a better life before." Prika was also oiling the gun.

"Just a little nun, it's not worth you to win over." The black girl on the side disapproved.

"Bali Street Cathedral is not a trivial matter, and I think she is more pleasing to the eye, and I want to help her. She humiliated Frass's people in public, and I'm afraid that there will be some trouble." Prika said lightly.

The bald man raised his head and asked with interest, "Prica, you read that right, a little nun defeated Davis and James with her bare hands?

I know those two people. The reason why they can manage Du Ping's sales business for Frass in this block is because they can fight and be ruthless.

You can't do one-on-two, can you? "

"Boss Sass, I think you should pay more attention to her background." Prika said sternly.

Falcone's executioner shrugged and said lazily: "I'm only interested in fighting and killing people, not to mention the Bali Street Cathedral, which I can't even see in the shadows, Arkham Island gave it to me for nothing. trouble."

Prika sighed and stopped talking.

It is precisely because of the character of the boss of Sass who "loves generals" that she can quickly stand out with her burly figure and precise marksmanship.

"OK, girls, are you all ready? Boss Falcone ordered to sweep out Maroney's warehouse at Lulu Wharf." Sass stood up and shouted with a sniper rifle.

"Let Maroney know the pain this time." The black girls in tight leather jackets roared.

In the dark alley, there are five fingers out of reach, and two scarlet cigarette butts, on and off with breathing.

"Dengdengdeng!" The running sound came from far to near.

"Boss, there is no news from Scarlet Paradise, and that little nun is on her way home." The visitor said breathlessly.

It was the voice of "Iverson B" Davis.

With a sharp inhalation, the cigarette butt suddenly lit up like burning, and the faint fire light illuminated a majestic and upright Chinese character face.

"Does this mean she rejected Prika?"

"It must be, this is the rule of Gotham's underworld, once a 'serious person' becomes friends with a certain Heidao clan, that Hedao clan will definitely hint at this to the outside world.

In this way, there will be no oolong incidents of family friends being troubled by street gangsters.It also prevents the big gang from killing it by mistake, causing a large-scale feud between the two gangs. "Iverson B affirmed.

Guozi face flicked the cigarette butt, and said in a deep voice: "Tonight was about to bleed, but now I want to help you stand up again, even if she is unlucky."

"Crack!" The short-headed man next to him lightly loaded the pistol, "Call Vince now?"

"Yeah." Guozi nodded lightly.

The one-inch man took out a telephony from his pocket.

It is a special communicator for gcpd!
"Hey, this is Constable 5794, Drug Enforcement Agent Reeves."

"Stabbed - Sheriff Reeves, I'm Vince. I'm in the eighth alley of Bali Street. No suspicious people are found. How is your situation?"

"It's now locked in Du's Old Nest, Bali Street Oil Factory Staff Dormitory, Building 221. We'll meet and meet at the door of the apartment." Reeves said solemnly.

Iverson Yi made a gesture and asked the inch-headed man to block the microphone before whispering: "Boss, there is no need to go to her house, we can rob her halfway. Her house is opposite Prika's house, in case."

Guozi face hesitantly said: "The terrain outside is open, she can fight very well, if she runs away"

"Hey, boss, don't worry, James will take care of her, we just pick up the corpse." Iverson Yiyin smiled.

(End of this chapter)