I want to have a date with Superman

There are definitely more supervillains than superheroes.

A superhero needs to "raise" dozens or even dozens of super fans.

The more famous a superhero is, the more fans he has.

"Powerful" is like Batman, who has more than 200 fans. He is the most powerful DC hero and is worthy of his name as a giant.

Taking into account the intensity of the battle, Harley only summoned hard-power A-level and A-level superpowers, and the number of heroes was even smaller.

Therefore, their situation seemed a bit unfavorable at the moment. A hundred people were surrounded by more than a thousand grotesque "demons", and there were two crazy supermen beside them.

"Hey, look who I am!" Harley put her hands on her hips and her pretty face was sullen. She took a few steps forward and yelled at the area with the highest concentration of villains: "If you dare to disturb Tai Sui, you will live a life worse than death." , or will you die with your eyes closed?"

"Wow!"

More than half of the super villains took a few steps back, with expressions of surprise and panic on their faces.

"It's Harley Quinn, why is she here too?"

"Farke, didn't you say we only deal with superheroes? She is not a superhero."

"Luthor, what's going on? Aren't you 100% sure that she will never participate in the conflict between the secret society and superheroes?"

Many villains simply asked out loud.

"Harley, this is a war between us and the Justice League, there is no need for you to interfere." Luthor persuaded with a gentle voice.

Harley stared at him for a while and concluded: "You are not Luther."

Luther was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "I know you don't understand, but I have a reason for doing this.

The Justice League twists our wills and modifies our memories.

The Eye of the Sky will plant bombs in our heads and force us to become cannon fodder and do dirty work for the government.

The U.S. government and the Pentagon are even more sinister, trying to steal our wealth and technology, and use us to conduct in vivo experiments on superpowers.

Those of us who are scornfully called ‘super villains’ are oppressed, bullied, humiliated, robbed, and deprived of our most basic dignity and rights as human beings. "

His tone gradually became passionate, "God cannot save us, and those who claim to be state managers with the votes of the people will not change our situation. Superheroes are our eternal enemies.

No fairy, emperor or savior can be relied upon.

To change all this, we can only rely on ourselves.

We must take back the power that belongs to us, let our thoughts break through the cage, and unite forever. The justice that belongs to us must be realized. "

This guy almost sang an international song, and Harley seemed to hear "Arise, hungry and cold slaves, arise, suffering people all over the world."

The effect is very good, the eyes of those super villains who were shaken by her appearance become firm again, full of anger and aggression.

"You are not Luther." Harley shook her head and said, "You look just like Luther. I can't even find a flaw in your mental fluctuations, but you are definitely not Luther."

Luther shook his head and said: "The person I am now is no longer the person I pretended to be in the past. If you can't accept it, it doesn't mean I'm fake."

Harley said: "Luthor would not act like someone's little brother honestly, especially as a chess piece controlled by the mastermind behind the scenes. One of the masterminds behind the scenes is Alexander Kent, whom he dislikes very much.

Secondly, no matter how lowly Luther's past actions were, he had a goal that was ambitious and even arrogant.

He will use the anger of super villains against superheroes to achieve a certain project of his own, but he will never truly stand on the stand of super villains to benefit the suffering villains around the world.

Because he never felt like a villain.

No matter how vicious his methods are, he firmly believes that he is a greater 'hope for mankind' than Superman, and has been working hard to prove this.

Finally, Luther has been watched by "inexplicable sight" since last year.

Every effect must have a cause, and I guess you are that cause.

I had suspected that you were being mind-controlled before, but when I looked carefully at your eyes, they were clear and wise, showing no signs of being controlled at all. "

"If he is not Luther, then who is he?" Dachao asked in surprise.

Harley shrugged, "People can disguise themselves perfectly, but their souls cannot. Beat him to death, extract his soul and torture him, and the truth will naturally come to light."

"Hahaha, Harley, I understand you. You want to use your words to disturb our minds and make the secret society's troops unstable and their combat effectiveness greatly reduced. But I will not be fooled, and neither will my partners." Luther laughed loudly. road.

"Do you still need to disturb your military morale?" Harley said with a straight face again, scanning the surrounding super villains one by one with sharp eyes, "Do you think you are stronger than Darkseid?

Darkseid can't even kill me, can you?

Hum, you can’t kill me today, but I will teach you tomorrow that being a cannon fodder in the Suicide Squad is a kind of happiness. "

The super villain who had been treated by Dr. Harley began to feel numbness in his scalp and sweat on his forehead.

The fear that had been dominated by "Dr. Harley's Game" returned to their hearts again.

Then Harley took out her phone again, turned on the shooting function, and said: "Now, immediately, get out of my sight, I will treat you like a fart.

If I count to ten and you are still here, even if I cannot remember all of you, my mobile phone will record all of you.

When I kill Alexander Kent and this fake Luther, none of you can escape.

Even if you die on the spot, your souls will be retrieved from hell by me.

You know my methods.

Besides, it makes no sense for me to put my words here and for you to leave them here.

Even if I risk my own life and kill one or two superheroes, I will take their souls to heaven and live a happier life than on earth.

By killing them, you are fulfilling them.

Don't doubt it, you haven't seen Ralph the Telescopic Man lately, right?

That guy is enjoying early retirement in heaven.

But if I were not present at another time, the future after the death of the hero would not be guaranteed.

It should be clear how to choose, right?

OK, what needs to be said has been said, the countdown begins, 10, 9, 8."

Some super villains began to look around in panic, their legs moving back disobediently.

"Don't be afraid. We have the advantage. She lacks confidence, so she scares us and makes us collapse without a fight." Luther said solemnly.

"But it doesn't look like she's bluffing!"

"Yes, I can guarantee that she can do whatever she says now."

"6,5,4,3"

"Oh my god, the countdown is speeding up and it's almost reaching zero. Run - Batman isn't here anyway, there's no point in us staying."

The shout came from dozens of "Arkham Heroes" in Gotham. I don't know who shouted it, but after this shout, they all ran out collectively.

Like toppling dominoes, hundreds of villains followed them.

"I'll kill whoever escapes first!" With a look from Luthor, Superboy-Prime took off angrily and turned into a beam of red light, heading straight for Penguin and Riddler who were running at the front.

But Dachao was not just a piece of wood. He also flew at sub-light speed and had a "car accident" in the middle of the journey.

"BOOOM!" The air waves detonated by the collision of the two supermen formed a hurricane that spread for several kilometers. The villains without superpowers howled and were swept away, like a leaf in the storm, disappearing without a trace.

At this point, the war officially kicked off.

"Da Chao, you go deal with Old Superman. Super Boy, leave it to me and Super Boy. Super Boy, help me sweep the formation. I'll be the main attacker. You stay on the side and are mainly responsible for preventing him from running away."

"Harley, go deal with old Superman. He will probably be merciful, but Superboy is vicious." Dachao said.

"Just because old Superman can't kill, but Superboy can, I arranged this. Soldiers versus soldiers, adversaries, you are more merciful than old Superman at the moment, but I am more ruthless than that vicious little brat. hot.

If you're worried, you should be worried about him. "Harry said quickly.

"Don't beat Superboy to death, he's just a child." As expected, Dachao began to worry about Superboy.

"What a kid, he's almost 30 this year, about the same age as me."

The two communicated mentally at an extremely fast speed. Before Superboy could withdraw to face Superboy, Harley had already drawn out the blood-killing rod, entered the overclocking state, and flew to Superboy with a "whoosh".

He had just been hit hard by Da Chao, and his head was a little dizzy. He was shaking his head and getting up from the snow.

"Superboy, if you're a man, don't run away and fight me."

"Bang!" Harry hit him with the stick, but he raised his hand as fast as lightning to grab him.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, you hit me so hard!"

The Blood Killing Stick is not a purely physical attack. Its attached magical effect "Gabriel's Howl" is the key point. Superboy blocked the attack and still let out a heart-rending howl.

However, his reaction was too intense, his mouth kept screaming in pain, and his eyes were filled with tears, which made Harry stunned for a moment.

It was the first time she saw "Superman" who openly cried out in pain.

No matter how painful it is, Da Chao will endure it and even remain calm.

"It hurts so much, I want to kill you."

The pain also strongly stimulated Superboy. His expression was distorted, and his surging muscles almost burst Superman's uniform. His fists were faster than lightning and heavier than the collapsed Tarzan, "BOOOM!"

Harley was shot away like a meteor, so fast that her body even rubbed a circle of flames in the air, but Superboy reacted even more fiercely.

"Ouch~~~~" He seemed to have never been exposed to chili peppers. He suddenly swallowed half a bowl of devil's pepper chili oil in one gulp, held his head on the spot and jumped to his feet, howling miserably, "It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts." Ah! My head is going to split."

This is Harley's natal curse, the Black Vortex of Thorns.

No matter how much physical damage Harley suffered, 10% would be converted into a mental attack, which would act on the opponent's soul.

"Ah, I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death." However, Superman is Superman after all. Even if his head hurts to the point of exploding, he still did not lose his fighting power. Instead, he was inspired to have a savage ferocity and chased him like a madman. Leigh slams and cums - thermonuclear ray.

"Gudong, Gudong." Superboy's total amount of experience was unexpectedly large. The experience jar was almost filled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than a minute, he was almost at level 108!

Superboy was too fast and his fists were even faster. Harley didn't think about how to fight back or dodge at all, she just put up a defensive golden film to protect her vitals and let him hit.

"Ouch, ow, ow, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Superboy howled with tears while beating Harley.

Because it was too painful, and because the mental repercussions of the thorny black vortex continued to traumatize his soul and spirit, even causing his seven orifices to bleed, Superboy's speed gradually slowed down, and his fists were not as strong as before.

With the help of the food defense specialty to quickly recover from injuries, and with his own defense exceeding 100 and reaching the peak of the material world, Harley, the one who was beaten, was in better condition than him.

"You are a coward, and you actually cried. Calling you 'Superman' is just trying to discredit 'Superman'. You should be called a slug and a wimp." In order to prevent him from running away, Harley would make sarcastic comments from time to time.

"Ah ah ah, I'll beat you to death, beat you to death - cough cough."

The black vortex of thorns that triggered quantum critical strikes hundreds of times in a row finally caused the injuries to accumulate to a certain limit. Superboy became dizzy for a while, spat out a mouthful of blood, and lost most of his strength.

He staggered and almost fell from the sky.

When Harley saw this, she immediately turned from defense to offense.

"Ah ah ah, I'll beat you to death, beat you to death." This is what she was shouting.

Bump with the head, hit with a stick, beat with fists, kick with feet, leaving no room for any move or style.

"Boom boom!" The attacks on Superboy's head kept triggering quantum critical strikes, and he began to bleed, all over his face.

"Ah ah ah, it hurts so much, it hurts me to death." He waved his hands randomly, completely losing his control, but even if he hit Harley, the thorns and black vortex would injure his own soul.

He was more seriously injured.

"BOOOM!"

Just when Superboy was about to be tortured to death by Harley, a strong white light exploded from the direction of the tuning fork.

The sky looked like a car windshield that had been hit ten times with a baseball bat.

The glass didn't shatter, but the surface was covered in cracks.

Through some of the dark cracks, they saw one blue planet after another, the Earth, the Earth in the parallel universe.

"Fuck, what bastard crashed the tuning fork? The universe was just halfway through restarting, and now it's turned into a pot of uncooked rice." Harley cursed angrily.

(PS: Superboy can indeed cry out in pain. In the comics, he is often beaten until he screams. As long as he feels pain, he will not endure it and will just shout it out.

The editing was intentional to emphasize his "child" status.

Well, this is disgusting. Every time Superboy commits a heinous crime, the comic editor will directly express it in words: This is still a child.

In fact, Superboy was already an adult when he appeared in Crisis on Infinite Earths, and by Infinite Crisis and Final Crisis, he had lived for countless years - in Heroes' Paradise, their time is counted from the origin of the universe.

At least Superboy is far from a child.

But in order to give "Superman" a chance to clear his name, the editor insisted that he was a child.

However, don’t think that Superboy is a weakling just because he cries in pain.

On the contrary, while he cried out in pain like a child, he was ruthless at the same time, blowing up an earth, a star system, and even a parallel universe, killing one hero after another, all ruthlessly. )