I want to have a date with Superman

In August, around five o'clock in the afternoon, it was sunny.

The asphalt road ahead is steaming with waves of heat under the blazing sun, and the world in front of you seems to be rippling on the waves.

"Huchihuchi." Bruce ran hard, his face as red as a cooked crab, and sweat flowed down his face into a stream.

He felt like a boiler that was running rapidly and was about to explode.

Almost bursting.

But he still gritted his teeth, controlled his legs with his will, and kept up with the curly-haired girl in front of him.

His physical strength was not so bad before, but since his parents died and Harley left school, his physical fitness and table tennis coaches have been dismissed long ago, and he has not exercised for a long time.

Staying at home all the time "feeling fear" makes people useless.

"Huhu." Seeing the familiar building in front of her, Selina slowed down and looked around. She couldn't help but feel more relaxed when she didn't see her pursuer.

"Okay, we're safe, Bruce, stop." She put her hands on her knees and turned back to the running boy.

Upon hearing this, Bruce also slowed down, looked back warily, and then looked at the huge "The World's No. 1 Fighting Arena" billboard in front of him with a very complicated expression.

"Maybe we should call the police," he gasped.

Selina pushed her sweaty temples behind her ears, glared at him, and said disdainfully: "I always thought you were very smart, but now it seems that I have overestimated you.

Even if you are a prince who has been living in the castle, you have at least seen the news about the GCPD in Bali Street surrounding Harley. "

Bruce's expression changed. The shootout on Bali Street completely changed his impression of the two "people".

The first one is naturally the cruel Harley after turning into a black man, and the other one is the lawless legal guardian, GCPD.

He knew better than Selina how bad the GCPD's behavior was that day, because Harley's lawyer was hired by him.

The lawyer represented Harley in the lawsuit against the Abbey and the Crusaders, and he was involved in the entire process.

It can be said that Harley entrusted all legal matters to him.

But while the lawsuit was still going on, the GCPD suddenly turned against him and made the plaintiff a wanted criminal.

"Can the people who are chasing us bribe the GCPD like the Crusaders?" He was unsure.

"Don't say stupid things." Selina looked at him with contempt, stepped forward and took his arm towards the dock.

"The killers have rushed into Wayne Manor and slaughtered your security guards wantonly. How arrogant must they be?

In Gotham, such an arrogant force can definitely control the GCPD. "

Bruce said helplessly: "At least give Ah Fu a call."

"There's a phone there, Harry."

On the side of the road a hundred meters away from the fighting arena, they met the first gunman wearing a T-shirt with the letter "H".

Instead of patrolling in the bright sun, he lay comfortably in an air-conditioned car and listened to music.

When he caught a glimpse of Selena, he waved and said hello.

"Who is he?" Bruce came here for the first time.

"Harry's little brother. Pay attention, anyone with the letter 'H' on their chest or wearing a brooch or button with the letter 'H' is hers."

Selena envied: "She is different now. Counting the contracted boxers, she can command four to five hundred elite fighters.

The land we are stepping on now is one of her territories. "

Bruce was silent for a moment and whispered: "I still prefer the old Harley."

"Do you still like her?" Mao Mao turned around, widened his eyes, and looked at him fiercely.

Bruce was stunned for a moment, then explained slowly: "That's not what I meant."

"You already said you like her, and you're still making excuses?"

"Please put it into context. It's obviously not what you just imagined." Bruce said helplessly.

"What is the context? You said it clearly, and I heard it clearly!"

"Alas!" Bruce's brain ached a little.

"Sister Kitty, welcome!"

The two people walked through the parking lot. As soon as they approached the gate, the glass door opened from the inside. Two white guys with oily heads and pink faces greeted Selena with a smile.

Selina nodded casually, then opened her head and looked around.

When she caught a glimpse of Ivy reading a book at the ticket window, her eyes lit up and she immediately pulled Bruce over.

"Hey Ivy, what are you reading?"

"Ah, kitty, you're here!" A smile appeared on Ivy's face, and she covered the book with the table. "Harley and I decided to go to Gotham University as auditors, and we are now getting familiar with the courses."

"Botany?" Bruce glanced at the cover and asked curiously: "Harry hasn't even finished high school, can he understand college courses?"

Ivy didn't answer and asked instead: "Are you Bruce Wayne? What are you doing here? I heard Harley say that on the day the boxing ring opened, she invited you, a 'friend', to share the joy and glory with her, but you refused. "

The young master looked embarrassed and stammered: "I was being hunted, so Selena brought me here. Maybe Harley knows who they are."

Harley did invite him that day.

But he felt that the Hedao Boss version of her was too unfamiliar and completely inconsistent with his values ​​and aesthetics, and he didn't even let Ah Fu send a flower basket.

"You are the prince of Gotham and you are powerful. Who dares to hunt you down?" Ivy sneered.

"I don't know, so I wanted to ask Harley."

Selena glanced at her embarrassed boyfriend and frowned: "What is Hallie doing?"

Ivy said: "There is a King of Kings competition tonight, and she is adjusting her state in the meditation room."

"Looks like we have to wait a few hours," Selina sighed.

"What is the King of Kings Tournament?" Bruce asked curiously.

"Hey, don't keep chatting at the ticket office. I want to sign up for the King of Kings boxing match!" a black man from behind said impatiently.

The man is twenty-four or five years old, tall, carrying a sports backpack, his braids hanging down to his shoulders are dyed with colorful hair, and he has a mustache on his lips. He has handsome facial features that are rare among black people.

What is particularly eye-catching are the two big chest muscles and six-pack abs that are stretched out by the tight short sleeves.

Selina pulled Bruce aside and whispered: "You wait here for a while, I will go up to find Harley."

"Do you have an ID card?" Ivy asked.

The identity card is the proof of the boxer's rating in the world's number one fighting arena.

There is no need for a real physical card, as long as you report your name, his information will be in the boxing ring database.

"No, I just came today." The man said.

"Where's the recommendation card?"

Other boxers act as guarantees and can recommend experts to directly participate in the King of Kings competition.

In fact, the entry threshold is very low. After all, Harley needs experience. The more boxers, the more experience.

The man continued to shake his head.

"So, can you name me on the road? You know, the King of Kings can challenge 'Gotham's number one boxing champion Harley'.

For this reason alone, players definitely need certain qualifications. Ivy asked skillfully.

The man showed obvious hesitation.

Ivy smiled and said: "Don't worry, Sister Harley personally promised to keep the boxer's information strictly confidential."

Bruce thought the man would refuse because he didn't think Ivy's words were convincing at all.

But the man immediately made a decision and said: "I am a dead shooter. Have you ever heard of me?"

Ivy tapped on the keyboard a few times and said with a smile: "So it's you. Are you from Naihe Island, Floyd?"

"You even know my name?" the young man Deadshot asked in surprise.

"Deadshot" is his code name. Every time he takes on a mission, he wears a mask and uses his code name instead of his name.

"Hehe." Ivy smiled but said nothing.

In fact, she doesn't understand why Harley has been spending huge sums of money to collect information on everyone with criminal records in Gotham.

Forget about the famous bosses, but she also cares about the unknown minions.

"Deadshot, your name is worth a 'Superintendent Card'. You can come here to challenge Sister Harley at any time without going through selection.

Of course, the premise is that there happens to be a King of Kings competition that night. " Ivy said with a smile.

Deadshot nodded with satisfaction and left.

"What is a police officer card?" Bruce couldn't help but ask.

Ivy said: “We use Gotham’s powerful figures as symbols to classify boxers.

For example, the lowest-level GCPD patrol card, the second-level Major Crimes Detective card, the third-level sergeant card, the fourth-level superintendent card, and the fifth-level Lob card are Director Lob. "

"Any more?"

Ivy smiled weirdly, "Are you sure you want to listen?"

Bruce had a bad premonition, but he still nodded sullenly.

"The sixth is the mayor's card, the seventh is the Roman card, which is the Falco cabinet, and the eighth is the Wayne card."

"What do you mean?" Bruce asked with an ugly expression.

"Don't you know that Wayne is known as the 'King of Gotham'?"

Of course Bruce had heard it, heard it countless times growing up, but he had always hated it.

"I never feel that I am superior to others. Gotham belongs to the people of Gotham, and Wayne is just a part of the people." The young master said solemnly.

"As you please." Ivy said casually.

"I think you should change your name." The young master said seriously.

"This has nothing to do with you, right?" Ivy frowned.

"You are slandering Wayne's reputation." The young master said solemnly.

"I won't change it! I won't change it no matter what." Ivy said, scratching her neck.

The young master gritted his teeth, turned around and looked around, smiled faintly, and said, "Maybe I should buy this warehouse or this dock."

Ivy's expression became a little strange, "The dock belongs to your Wayne Group."

"Really? I'm not sure." The young master blushed slightly, turned his head, and said awkwardly: "Change your name, and I'll waive your rent for three years."

"The dock is yours, but this building is not. We are not in the warehousing business now, so we don't need the dock at all."

Then, without waiting for Bruce to raise the price again, Ivy sarcastically said: "Look at your behavior, you still refuse to admit that you are the big ghost card (king) of Gotham?"

Bruce said nonchalantly: "Don't slander me, I just have a little money, and I don't use money to bully others.

Well, it’s all voluntary and fair trade.”

"Are you Bruce Wayne?" At this time, another applicant came over.

She is a tall, muscular, and well-proportioned Asian woman, 23 or 24 years old, with long hair shawl, beautiful facial features, and a pair of big, lively eyes.

Especially when he stared at Bruce, he was as sharp as two samurai swords.

"What's the matter?" Bruce took two steps back warily.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not here for you today." The woman smiled faintly, handed a card to Ivy, and said, "Put me in the last game. If I appear too early, others will have no chance."

"You are so arrogant. You just got a Lobka from someone else, but you actually want to defeat boxing champion Harley." Ivy said angrily.

The woman grinned and said in a relaxed tone: "Little sister, it's not taking, it's grabbing.

In the entire Gotham, the highest level card currently is the ‘Director Card’.

Otherwise, I'd happily pick a 'Wayne Card' holder.

Also, after tonight, there will be no Harley Quinn in the world, and I will beat her to death.

As for why.

I have always felt that doing your best in the ring is the greatest respect for your opponent.

Moreover, as a Chinese, I am particularly sensitive to titles such as No. 1 in the World and Boxing Champion.

Sorry, both of these titles were her means of death. "

"I understand, you are a lunatic. Tell me your name so that you don't die in an unknown manner." Ivy was no longer angry.

"Well, just call me Lady Shiva."

Ms. Siwa is the number one martial artist in the DC universe. Even Batman at his peak is no match for her. Siwa is probably not at his peak now.

Her physical fitness is beyond that of ordinary people, but not as good as Harley's, but her skills will definitely crush Harley's.