I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 74 Summoning the Devil for the First Time

January 2006, 1, afternoon.

Bloody Paradise nightclub underground training ground.

In the "bang bang bang" boxing ring, the sound of fist and fist, fist and body, knee and body, colliding with each other is endless.

Four or five big black girl gunmen off the field, folded their chests and stood on the side commenting.

With a height of 1.65 meters, it is not too short, but in front of the two-meter-tall black cow on the opposite side, Halle wearing a small vest looks extra petite.

Petite versus strong, slender versus bulky, fair versus dark.
Great visual impact.

What's even more incredible is that Tall was beaten by Petite and his nose was blue and his face was swollen. He could only parry with both hands, and his body stepped back.

"Ma Long can't do it anymore. It seems that no fighting master of any genre can suppress Harry for three days. After three days, she will definitely be knocked to the ground by her." Big black girl Tori sighed softly.

Prika frowned and said, "It's a little strange, she didn't learn the other's skills every time, and then she was out of blue, and the apprentice defeated the master.

Every time she beats a master fighter, the tricks are very similar, more like winning with strength and speed. "

"This is normal. There is no completely invincible fighting genre in the world. Know a genre, learn what is useful to you, and then perfect your fighting style. There is no need to copy the whole set of tactics." Another black girl Rihanna said.

"Plop—" On the ring, Harley jumped up on the spot, turned around and kicked, kicking the 130-kilogram mixed martial arts master two meters away, hitting the elastic guardrail, and then rebounded and landed on the table.

Blood spurted from mouth and nose, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

"Clap clap clap!" Applause came from the stairs.

It's a bald-headed Sass, and a cockscomb-headed black man with two bullet straps on his back.

"Unbelievable!" The bullet led the Negro rubbed his lips, whistled loudly, and slapped his hands up.

"Ma Long was knocked out, but this little girl was unscathed. If she goes to the underground boxing match of Boss Ron, she will definitely become a female boxer!"

Sass looked around the girls and asked curiously, "Today is the New Year, are you still training?"

"We're not training, we're just watching the no-limit fighting competition." Prika laughed.

"Diana, do you need to fight like that?" Seth shouted to Harry, who was sweating.

"For me, that's the greatest entertainment."

Harry looked at the cockscomb-headed black man winking at her, "Who is this eldest brother?"

Jiguantou immediately said: "I am Duoduo, Diana, how about a fight with me?"

Sass introduced to Harry: "Duoduo is my good friend, Gotham's best shooter, and some of his tricks of double-gun bursting, even I can't do it."

"Hey, if it wasn't for you, I'd be Gotham No. [-]." The American never understood modesty and low-key.

"What is a double shot?" Harry asked curiously.

Seeing the big black girls also look expectant, Gotham's second shooter smiled proudly, put his right hand in his pocket, pulled out the Glock with his left hand, and then gently picked his little finger in the trousers pocket magazine bag, and a magazine jumped. Three meters high.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang."

In a very short period of time, he emptied a shuttle of bullets, then the empty magazine slipped off, flipped his wrist, and at the waist and abdomen position, just caught the falling full magazine, and quickly emptied it again.

"Shit!" Harry couldn't help shouting.

Duoduo is not a few blind fights.

The gunfire ceased, and there was an extra "D" on the surface of the two pillars in the arena six meters away.

Shot with bullets.

Harry even imagined a scene in his mind: Heise would negotiate with the two bosses, each with ten younger brothers standing behind the boss, and the talks collapsed.
Thinking of this, she was looking forward to it, "Boss Sass, will Mr. Duoduo teach us spear skills?"

Sass put away his smile and shook his head gently, "Duoduo is the helper I invited. Gotham will soon become a battlefield, and we have to start recruiting."

"What happened again?" Prika asked in surprise.

"Last night, in an alley two blocks away from the municipal building, Senator Emmason was stuffed into a tin can, drizzled with gasoline, and only a few bones were burned." Sass sighed.

Prika's expression changed suddenly, "I didn't see the news."

"Recently, when I turned on the TV and opened the newspaper, it was all news about the church, Wayne, and witch Harley.

The dignified Gotham City Councilman was burned alive, and he couldn't even get the front page. "Black sister Rihanna pouted.

"Is that MP one of ours?" Harry asked.

Prika nodded and said, "Recently, Falco's cabinet has been trying to get the development rights of Arkham from City Hall. Senator Emmason is the most active. Maroney is killing chickens and monkeys."

"Members are just chickens too?" Harry asked in surprise.

Prika explained: "Elected members and members of political families are members, but there is a big gap.

And above the councilors there is the mayor, and above the mayor are the old money from the Upper East Side, and above the old money are the chaebols like the Wayne Group.

Of course, Maroney's killing of Congressman Emmason was more of a provocation under Falco's cabinet. "

"Diana, we have a big operation in a few days, do you want to participate?" Sass looked at Harry and asked.

"This." Harry shook his head with an embarrassing smile, "I'd better help Boss Sass guard the house!"

Sass was a little disappointed, but didn't say anything. He dragged Duoduo and the female gunmen to the conference room, and Harry continued his training.

For the next few days, Halle focused on the political section of the Gotham Times.

A congressman was shot in the head along with his assistant at the exit of the city hall and the gate of the library.

A councillor's kitchen gas explosion, the whole family crematorium.

A congressman was strangled to death by his own waistband on the bed of a street girl in the old town (ps)

"Fake, the city councilor is already a high-ranking member of Gotham's political circles. It's so lawless to die so easily!" Harry couldn't believe what he saw.

Many U.S. presidents were famous city councillors before they became presidents.

Absolutely superior.

But in Gotham, they wither like pawns across the river.

"Ding Dong——" A message pops up on MSN in the lower right corner of the screen, requesting verification of adding friends.

"Hey, exorcist nun, I'm a wanderer in the spiritual realm." The other party sent a message first.

"The Exorcist" is Halle's nickname on the Fantasy Forums and a newly registered MSN username.

"Spiritual traveler, hello. The ugly words are at the front. If you don't bring some dry goods to prove yourself, I will not pay attention to you." Harry replied.

Her earlier post on the Internet was not too popular, but it also attracted a lot of attention, because her description of the location of heaven was too detailed and too confident.

There are even the tiniest feelings.

Then, she made some friends who follow each other on the forum.

After that, she posted some posts one after another, ranging from low-cost exorcism advertisements to "exorcist nuns vs hell demons".

Especially after she posted a simple popular science post about the "Church of Blood" (San Gong Mo's), some netizens really began to believe that she was a "nun warrior who has experienced war".

There are more than a dozen netizens requesting private chat.

Most netizens just chatted a few words, and Harry could tell that the other party was an ordinary person who was completely curious.

Like Harley, they want to find a real magician through the Internet.

There are also netizens who are more powerful, so that Harley can't tell whether he is a severe mental patient or whether he has real facts.

"I study quantum magic, do you understand? If you understand, we can chat." The Spirit Realm Wanderer replied.

Harry's mouth twitched.

OK, another powerful character who can't tell whether he is mentally ill or not.

Even quantum magic came out.

"I come from a church, and it's more traditional. It's the first time I've heard of 'quantum magic'," she replied.

"Sister Exorcist, you are afraid that I am a liar, and I have the same concern. To be honest, I already have my own circle, and the reason why I added you is because of the Church of Blood.

Can you reveal some more secrets about the Church of Blood?

For example, who they worship.

Sister, first prove that you are the real thing. "The other side is also very rude.

Instead, Harry became interested, "Three pairs of eyes, do you understand?"

The other party gave a big exclamation point first, and then said: "Many middle and high-level believers and disciples of the Church of Blood don't know its specific image, but you blurted it out!

Very good, passed the verification.

Get your cross and holy water ready, I'm here to prove to you my 'quantum magic'. "

"What?" Harry wondered.

"Do you have holy water and a cross by your side?" The spiritual wanderer confirmed again.

"Of course, I'm at church right now."

"I'll give you 3 minutes to prepare holy water, a cross and a Bible."

"It won't take 3 minutes, you can start now." Harry was a little disapproving.

"That's where—"

"Well, black screen?" Harry patted the computer screen.

no response.

Just when Harry was about to check the power cord, the screen changed again. A white cat jumped into the center of the screen, screamed "Ouch", his head fell, and bright red blood was sprayed, quickly sketching the blood color on the black background. Pentagram.

Next, there are several runes filled in the pentagram.

"Is this quantum magic? Hack my computer and scare me with horror animations?"

Harry sneered.

When the blood-red circle outside the pentagram takes shape, black fills the screen again.

Like countless squirming black bugs huddled together.

"Stab--stab--"

The overhead lights suddenly flickered on and off, and small sparks flickered.

A sneer froze on Harry's face, and an unprecedented chill crept into his heart.

Her heart was beating fast.

"buzzing"

The dark smoke rushed forward, breaking through the screen, flying in mid-air and turning into a monster, roaring towards the only living person in the room.

"motherfuck!"

Harry leaned back suddenly, and when the chair fell to the ground, she put her hands on the ground and did a backflip.

Creepy things happened.

She should have turned over smoothly, but she kicked the pliable and sticky object.

"Ouch—" The thing let out a roar and smashed onto the sofa against the wall a few meters away.

"Stab, stab!"

The overhead electric bar flickered violently several times, then stabilized.

But the world in front of Harry's eyes had changed.

The natural light of the electric bar turned gray and white, as if the world was only left with two bleak colors, gray and white.

The little black spots climbed up the corners and spread in all directions.

The sofa I just bought seems to have gone through thousands of years in an instant, and the rotten and corrupt bits fall like quicksand.

"Hululu!" The monster stared at her scarlet eyes and grinned at Harry.

Like a live, skinned sheepdog, but with two horns as thick as little fingers on its head.

The naked and exposed mouth with the upper and lower lips cut off also evokes anthropomorphic greed and brutality.

"Devil!" Harry Fu's heart came to him, and he suddenly understood.

The cat and pentagram on the computer screen before were the magic circle that sacrificed life and summoned the devil!

　(ps: This is not made up by me. In the American drama "Gotham", there is this scene. In fact, you don't need to watch the American drama "Gotham". For example, in "The Godfather", the second generation godfather killed the Vatican Pope, "The Irishman" Killer, President, Congress, Guild boss, there are too many similar plots.)
　　
　
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