I want to have a date with Superman

"Sister, I'm busy now. What do you want from me? If there is someone on the video tape label that you want to protect, you can talk about it later."

Harley took the mobile phone, walked to the corner and whispered.

"End the video immediately!" Sister Laurie shouted almost at the top of her lungs, breaking her voice.

It was the first time he saw her lose her temper. Although she didn't know why, Harry still pressed the pause button, and then curiously asked: "Is it the pressure from the Holy See?"

"It's not convenient to talk on the phone. Just listen to me and let it go when it suits you. I'll fly to Gotham right now and let's talk in person." Laurie said solemnly.

"This." Harley asked hesitantly: "Can the current evidence prove my innocence?

The video has not yet reached its climax. The scene where Archbishop Marvin pulls the entire church into the shadow realm is more exciting, and it makes people believe that he is the real culprit of the murder in the cathedral last night.

Moreover, I have one more thing to say to the audience before I have time - the masked murderer on Bali Street, she is not me, her face is covered! "

Laurie gritted his teeth and said: "I assure you, your performance tonight is perfect, but what you really said is absolutely superfluous!"

"OK, I understand, leave now!"

For now, Sister Laurie's credibility is pretty solid with her.

A quarter of an hour later, the lobby on the first floor of the TV station building.

"Sister Harley, are you leaving now?"

Counting Harley herself, the 12-member robber team had gathered together and prepared to run away. But there are also robbers who have taken over and don't want to leave immediately.

"The mission has been completed, you might as well leave early." Old Gibbs said.

"I said, the work is done, let's leave, who has any objections?" Harry looked around, but no one dared to say "no".

Then, Harley shouted to the big man in the team: "Pica, bring the things."

"Bang!" The canvas bag, which can hold 50 kilograms of rice, is bulging with more than half of the bag of green banknotes.

Harley took out a "tablet" and placed it on the ground. It was an electronic scale used by a female employee to control her weight.

"Hmm, 43 pounds, divided by 11, four pounds per person, okay?"

"Sister Harley, there are 12 of us." Old Gibbs said.

Harry said: "This money is all my own, so I don't need to divide it.

I came here not to rob, nor to create panic.

We are a justice team, here to uphold justice and uphold justice.

Now, my justice has been served.

Well, at least half stretched.

The achievement of my goal is the biggest gain, and money is the reward for you. "

Anyway, the money was easy to come by, stolen from the GCPD drug police.

"Sister Harley, I'm not here to rob. I admire you, and committing crimes with you is my biggest gain." A short female robber said excitedly.

Someone immediately responded with a look of lust on his face: "Yes, yes! Tonight's action is definitely the biggest and most glorious criminal activity in my life."

Hey hey hey, we hijacked the TV station, but we are still on the side of justice.

I believe that a hundred years from now, my grandson will proudly tell his grandsons about the great achievements of our ancestors.

I wonder if I will be able to publish an autobiography and make a movie in a while!

Sister Hallie, I have to tell you first. If my identity is exposed and a reporter comes to interview me, I will not refuse. Is that okay? "

Harley was very suspicious that this guy might take the initiative to expose himself.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm the boss, you just listen to what I say, now it's time to divide the money!" she said impatiently.

The robbers fell silent and watched as Old Gibbs grabbed the wads of dollar bills and put them on the scale.

After everything was over, Harley looked out the window at the night and smiled: "Now you leave the communicator behind, get your cell phones back, and then leave in the van we came from."

"Sister Ha, isn't it? This is the foolproof retreat method you mentioned before?"

Old Gibbs almost lost his grip on his money bag, "Less than two streets away from the building, gcpd will tie us up tightly."

"I'm afraid, there's Sister Hallie, she can take down the entire police station by herself." One of the robbers said nonchalantly.

The other robbers were even eager to try, their faces full of excitement.

Harley pressed down her right hand to calm them down, and then smiled and said: "You go first, I will stay to take care of the hostages, and I will evacuate after you have completely left."

"Sister Harley, I'll stay with you." The female mercenary said excitedly.

"How can you let Sister Harley stay? Since ancient times, the boss has never been allowed to stop the queen!" Old Gibbs also said.

But he didn't volunteer to die for his eldest sister.

Harley said calmly: "I know what I know, just wait and see the news."

Although they didn't understand what she was going to do, a group of mercenaries got into the van.

Because Harley, the mastermind, was still in the building, gcpd really didn't dare to stop them from leaving.

About half an hour later, Old Gibbs called to report that he was safe. Harry smiled slightly, entered the underground garage, and took out a silver coin.

After opening her owl glasses and confirming the summoning spell again, she took a deep breath, threw out the silver coin, and said quickly: "Summon Hell Carriage @Answer my summons, three witches in the carriage!"

"Ding, ding, ding" was the only sound of silver coins rolling on the cement floor, and nothing unusual appeared.

"Shit, the magic failed!"

Harley's face looked a little ugly, and she tried again three times according to the records in the "Magic Book of Truth", but still no demon responded to her.

Suddenly, she recalled what the Demon of Joy said when he sent the silver coins - in my name, your silver coins can buy off any demon, as long as the price is enough.

"In the name of the joy of the Judge of Hell, Summon Hell Carriage @answers my call, the Three Carriage Witches!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

This time the silver coin she threw never fell. The moment it disappeared into the shadow world, a twisted gray mist appeared above Harley.

There was the sound of mechanical roaring from the center of the fog, and there were two searchlights that looked like devil's eyes. The lights were sweeping around the underground garage.

"Boom!" The thick gray mist circled around Harry twice, fell to the ground, and dispersed, revealing the shabby yellow leather taxi inside.

Apart from being shabby, they are almost the same as real American taxis.

Oh, there is still a difference. Ordinary cars only have one driver, but this hell taxi has three female drivers.

"Black Mage, why don't you get in the car quickly? What are you doing there?" shouted the chicken-skinned old witch in the driver's seat.

"We don't want credit cards, we don't want American knives that are depreciating every day, we want ancient Greek gold coins." said the witch in the middle.

"You're stupid, she paid with Charon coins, which are much more valuable than ordinary ancient Greek gold coins." said the witch in the passenger seat.

The voices of the three of them were similar, like chicken claws scratching on the glass.

Harley approached the taxi hesitantly and asked, "Are you the Three Carriage Witches?"

"Of course, isn't it obvious?" the witches said together.

"But the Grimoire of Truth clearly says that a skeleton horse pulls a four-wheeled carriage." Harry said.

"You stupid wizard with no brains. The Grimoire of Truth was written hundreds of years ago and is long out of date. Look at the streets. Is there a carriage?"

Come on up, we have hundreds of thousands per second, we don’t have time to quarrel with you. "The big witch in the driver's seat said impatiently.

At this point, Harley could only hold her nose and open the car door, and the strong smell of corpses hit her face.

"Holy shit!" Harley covered her face and backed away, "What did you load in the car?"

There were lumps of black and yellow mucus stuck to the leather car seat with holes everywhere.

"What else can there be besides dead ghosts?" the second witch in the middle laughed.

The three witches in the co-pilot said: "In the past hundred years or so, we have hardly responded to the black magicians in the world because hell has opened a new highway.

New souls entering hell, in addition to riding on Charon's broken ship, can also receive VIP service - our special car transfer! "

"Third brother, you just talk a lot of nonsense. If you have the time, you might as well clean up the carriage." The big witch scolded.

So, the third child on the co-pilot turned his head 180 degrees, made a "sneak" sound, spit out a gray tongue three to four meters long, and licked the back seat, carpet, and roof all over.

Her tongue retracted into her mouth, and she smacked it a few times with a look of aftertaste on her face, "I've been saving it for decades, it's really mellow!"

Harry got into the car with a white face and was surprised to find that the smell was really gone and the air was fresher than ever.

"Hey, stop looking around, Black Mage, where are you going?"

"Gotham Pier 4, do you know the way?"

"Words are power, little girl! As long as you name the place, we will know where it is." The second witch chuckled and stepped on the accelerator.

"boom------"

The car pulled out a long colorful neon line at the boundary between the material world and Limbo. The scenery in front of Harry changed rapidly. In an instant, he rushed out of the surrounding GCPD outside the building. In an instant, he left the bustling street with busy traffic. In an instant, he came to To the deserted wilderness, for a moment——

"Hey, wait, how did you get to this place? Do you really know the way?" Harley slapped the front seat hard.

I don’t know what the big witch muttered, and the next moment, the car returned to the bustling city.

"Squeak~~" the car stopped.

"Click!" The car door did not open automatically, but there was a locking sound.

When Harry was puzzled, the big witch said numbly: "Thank you for your patronage, 200 Charon silver coins."

"What?" Harley almost jumped up, "Are you crazy? I can see clearly in the "Magic Book of Truth" that within a hundred kilometers, there are only two or three Greek silver coins, and I am less than ten cents—— --Well!"

Harley's big eyes popped out and she was dumbfounded.

On the front taxi meter, the electronic odometer showed: 4589 kilometers.

"Shit, I get it, this is a black taxi!"

Thinking back to the wilderness before, she still didn't understand what was going on.

"I've also been in a black taxi, but you guys are too dark, right? They've almost circled the United States, why not just circle the earth?" Harley said angrily.

"We had this idea, but you discovered it halfway." The second witch in the middle muttered.

"Pay quickly! Otherwise, I will drag you back to hell." The big witch said viciously.

"We smelled it. You have a lot of Charon silver coins in your pocket." The three witches turned their heads and looked greedily at Harley's backpack.

Harley tried to push the car door open, but it was locked.

"Do you know who I am? If you dare to hack me, are you looking down on Boss Huanxi?" Harley sneered.

"There are many people who know the Hell Judge. If you have the guts, you can summon him." The big witch sneered.

"Don't pretend to be powerful, you are a novice dark wizard who doesn't even have magic power, just accept your fate!" the second witch chuckled.

"Just think of black magic as a backlash. You are a black magician, so you should be used to magic failure and magic backlash. After all, this is the price of black magic!" The three witches laughed.

Harley's face was filled with uncertainty. She already had a baseball bat in her right hand. She could just shout "Hallelujah" and crack three people's heads like watermelons!

Three witches who don't even have titles in hell, can they withstand "God's big stick"?

But, is it worth exposing your trump card for three low-level demons who don't even have titles?

While hesitating, Harley suddenly had an idea and tossed out the silver coin again.

“Summon Devil @In the name of Satan’s judge’s joy, summon the devil to rejoice!”