I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 90 P in Action

"Do you know all the costumes of Gotham drag heroes? For example, Mr. Shadow and Black Man." Harry asked again.

"Mr. Shadow is a top rich second generation, and he also bought the armor from us, the carbon nano-modular battle suit, a full set of 150 million US dollars.

It also exceeds the level 1.5 defense and can block sniper rifles, but it is only a mere [-] kg.

The modular design that fully fits the joint activities makes it flexible like no clothes. "

Touching his chin, the old man said hesitantly, "Mr. Shadow's uniform is still not as good as the black man.

Black Man's suit has the style of Wayne Labs, but we don't have any data on it at all.

Sometimes I suspect that the black man is a high-tech weapons researcher of the Wayne Group, or that he is supported by the bigwigs of the Wayne Group. "

After some comparison, Harley finally chose the same carbon nano-modular suit of Mr. Shadow.

It's not the most expensive, but more expensive armor, most of the cost is amortized on functions other than defense.

For example, there is a tuxedo that can assist the wearer in fighting. Its AI comes with 49 kinds of fighting skills, up to 200 million dollars, but its defense is not enough to resist automatic rifles.

"Do you have enough money?" The old man looked suspiciously at Harry's cheap hoodie.

"Your supermarket even has dozens of anti-aircraft missiles, who would dare to default?" Haley complained.

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Our mercenary supermarket has a history of hundreds of years and has always had a good reputation. Therefore, I don't want to hide the flaws of this armor from you."

"What flaw?" Harry asked.

"When Mr. Shadow was arrested that day, he was stabbed at close range with a shuttle. Not to mention dents on the surface of the armor, not even a layer of oily skin was broken, but the other person passed out, do you know?"

I'm right there!
"Well, this is the reason why I chose it, the defense is strong enough." Harry said.

"No, you didn't understand what I meant, he wasn't too nervous or scared when he passed out, he was knocked out by the impact of the bullet.

Probably because of the characteristics of this GRE carbon nanofiber, the hard defense is strong, but it is difficult to remove the impact of the bullet.

Even such a strong man as Mr. Shadow can't stand it, you little girl, if you take a sniper bullet, I'm afraid it will shatter your internal organs. "

Harry said calmly: "Since it's such a big defect, can it be cheaper?"

When Mr. Shadow passed out, she was at the scene and listened to the FBI's analysis of the reason for his fainting, which was the impact the old man said.

But Harley needs impact!
No impact, how did she gain experience?
She has always had a contradictory attitude towards the bulletproof suit, longing for its safety, and complaining that it cancels out too much attack power.

Well now, the battle suit with major loopholes in this material just meets her needs.

"I said so much, aren't you listening?" The old man was a little annoyed.

"Listen, thank you, but I'm not afraid," Harry said.

The old man picked up the pen with a blank face and said, "You can get a [-]% discount. Tell me the detailed data of your body, not only the three-dimensional data, but also the arm length, shoulder width, palm, sole of foot, and arm circumference. Otherwise, I will help you again. measure it?"

"No, I have it." Harry took out a note from his pocket and handed it to the old man.

When she was still Diana, she had visited the mercenary supermarket several times.

"Hey, this data is a bit familiar—" The old man raised his head suddenly, pointed at Harley and said in shock, "Witch Harley!"

"I'm not." Harry said lightly.

A small dagger slipped off the cuff of his right hand, held it in his palm, and the next moment he could seal his throat with a knife - as long as this old guy dared to scream!

"Well, yes, you're not." The old man glanced at the bulge around her waist vaguely, his tone and expression quickly calmed down.

While waiting for the warehouse clerk to deliver the goods, he approached Harry and asked with a smile, "What's going on recently?

I'm very strict, and the mercenary supermarket never cares about the bad things in Gotham. "

Harry was unmoved on the surface, but he was thinking about it in his heart.

According to the original plan, she did reveal her own trends and future plans to the outside world.

The purpose is also simple, to mislead the enemy!

But this old man belongs to a mercenary supermarket. If his mouth is really strict, he will not be able to publicize her plan.

While hesitating, the old man pointed to a few men in black robes who were looking at the goods in the explosives area, and said, "They are from Central Asia, an organization on the Pentagon's wanted list. Compared with them, your little thing is nothing at all."

"You're already a lot of age, don't you want to die on the sickbed peacefully?" Harry said lightly.

The old man smiled and said, "Do you think this will work? Talk to the old man well, and I will also reveal some news about you."

"tell me the story."

"Chairman Los Angeles had hoped that the Guard would come forward to suppress you, but the governor refused. And the state legislature believed that the actions of gcpd that day were seriously illegal and are preparing to impeach some of the bigwigs in Gotham."

"It seems that the United States is not a theocracy yet." Harley sneered.

The old man sighed: "Ignoring the law, manipulating the city's courts and courts, mobilizing the armed forces of the police station at will, and daring to hit the guards with ideas, all these things have violated the above taboos!
Not to mention now that few people believe in God, even in the age of ignorance hundreds of years ago, if the church dared to intervene in national politics like this, it would cause a strong backlash from those in positions of authority. "

"Even so, I'm still ready to run." Harry said.

"You still buy body armor while running?" The old man looked suspicious.

"I plan to go to Central Asia to be a mercenary, and even the team has been contacted." Harry vowed.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he remained silent.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came over, carrying a black alloy box the size of a suitcase.

He bowed respectfully to the old man, put down the box and turned away without saying a word.

"Actually, you can go to Falcone," the old man finally said as Harry lifted the box.

"The Romans have this much energy?" Harry wondered.

"Of course he's not going to top the crusaders for you, but he can make 'The Witch' disappear without a trace and you're boss in Chicago or Las Vegas."

Incognito, change your identity to be the boss?

Falcone is [-]% able to do it.

Harry nodded and asked curiously, "Are you his?"

"No, I just admire you more," said the old man kindly.

Harry showed a moved look, and sighed sincerely: "Let's go out for two years first, I have already bought the tickets, and I will leave tonight."

Watching Harry walk towards the cashier's back, the old man took a few steps back and hid his body behind the shelf.

"Hey, it's me, old Gibbs. I met Harley Quinn under the Falco cabinet. She was at the mercenary supermarket and bought a set of GRE carbon nanofiber bulletproof suits.

Hey, it's the same model as Mr. Shadow.

Not surprisingly, her physique surpassed that of mortals, and that suit of battle suit was just right. "

"That's right, she's going to run, what's the attitude of the ship tonight? Well, she should be happy to serve you, but she's not confident enough."

"Oops, where is a piece of news worth $[-], I understand, I have to wait half an hour before selling this news to others. Thank you, thank you under the Falco cabinet."

After half an hour.

"Hey, it's me, old Gibbs. Mr. Maroney, I see, you don't care about her, see you then."

Turning off the phone, the old man scolded, "A peerless general like Harley Quinn, who is so safe in the world, has no interest at all, what an ignorant scumbag!"

"Long layout? It's me, old Gibbs. Sigh, I called you just now, but I haven't gotten through. No nonsense, it's the witch Harley, she's going to run away, and I don't know who it is tonight. which ship."

Old Town Gotham Police Department.

"Attention to all GCPDs!" Inspector Sarah Eisen, a black girl, stood by the fence and shouted, attracting the attention of all the police officers on the first and second floors.

"Just now, Luo layout sent a notification that the witch Harley Quinn appeared in the mercenary supermarket. She bought a set of bulletproof clothing of the same style as Mr. Shadow."

"Wow, that's a high-tech material. It costs more than 100 million US dollars. Where did she get the money?" Edward Nygma of the Evidence Division exclaimed.

"Shit! Damn that money!" Drug Sergeant Frass seemed to think of something, and his face became ugly in an instant.

Inspector Sarah pressed down with her right hand, and when the scene was quiet again, she continued: "Witch Harley intends to run away, just tonight, take a cruise ship or cargo ship to leave.

Luo layout chief's order is very clear, all the staff are dispatched to block the pier, and she must not be allowed to leave. "

"Fake, let her go if she wants to go, let's not say if we can stop her, how many brothers do we have to die to arrest her?" Harvey Bullock cursed with an ugly face.

"Yeah, why did so many people get killed and injured last time? She wasn't even a wanted criminal—at least not before."

"If the big man wants to curry favor with the church, he will let us die. I'll ask for leave, can I not go?"

"A few days ago, she only had two pieces of Kailaf that cost a few hundred dollars. Now she's wearing Mr. Shadow's invincible armor, so she can't fight at all!"

"Quiet, everyone quiet, listen to me!" The black girl police inspector took a lot of effort to control the scene again.

"Whether or not Harley Quinn was innocent in the Abbey case, what is now certain is that she killed dozens of GCPDs, all of whom were colleagues and friends of ours.

Due to the law and love, we all have the responsibility to arrest her and bring her to justice.

Nothing to do with the church, nothing to do with the Holy Advent Crusade, for the sake of our friends, for the honor of being a GCPD, to stand tall in front of the citizens of Gotham, we must do something tonight! "

This time, everyone was silent.

"As for how to arrest Harley Quinn, we did a post-war summary earlier and formulated corresponding tactics based on her abilities and fighting style.

Now I repeat, give up light weapons, don't shoot her with a pistol, and put on bulletproof suits and helmets.

In addition to heavy firearms, they mainly carry batons and riot-proof net guns.

Approaching with an explosion-proof shield and restricting her movement with a net gun, Harley Quinn is just a 14-year-old female athlete. "

"Do you understand?" the inspector yelled.

"Yes, sir!"

"Go to the equipment room, grab your own weapon, and start moving!"

With an order, GCPD immediately got busy.

"Hey, Chief Luo, I'm Frass." As soon as the mobilization meeting ended, Sheriff Frass entered the unmanned interrogation room.

"Didn't you go to the wharf to hunt down the witch? What are you asking me to do now." Lob's indifferent voice came from the receiver.

Fras said excitedly: "Boss, I know who stole our money!

Witch Harley, she bought a million-dollar super bulletproof suit, where did the money come from?
Ivan and Moses, who were killed first, were the leaders of her neighborhood.

Perhaps Moses refused to disclose where the money was paid, and she went to see Old Jack at Crown Point next door!
Fake, old Jack must not hold it, and confessed Fowler. "

"Money is a trivial matter. Get her done first." Lob didn't have the slightest mood swing.

"More than 200 million!" Frass exclaimed.

"I said, go to the dock immediately!" Luo Lailai's long voice became cold.

Frass sighed and said honestly: "I understand, I'll go."

(End of this chapter)