I want to have a date with Superman

Although the boxing championship is over, tonight's boxing match continues.

In the office on the second floor, Harley, Siwa, Bruce, and Kitty gathered together.

Harley drank juice and explained: "I am the best fighting arena in the world. There are four levels of competition: ordinary, elite, beast, and boxing champion.

Ordinary matches are also trials to select elite boxers to participate in a boxing championship like tonight.

During the boxing championship challenge, I can know the general strength of each boxer.

I first grade them, and then the actuary of the fighting field arranges them to participate in two levels of fighting competitions: elite and beast.

In fact, guests prefer to watch evenly matched beasts fighting with no regard for life or death. "

"Why don't you accept the winner's challenge after two selections, Elite and Beast? It will be much easier for you that way." Bruce asked doubtfully.

Harley glanced at Ms. Siwa and sighed: "Money and the title of boxing champion mean nothing to me.

This No. 1 fighting arena in the world mainly exists to improve my personal strength.

I call myself the ‘King of Boxing’ and name the boxing ring ‘Number One in the World’ just to stimulate those real masters who are hiding around the world.

Before Ms. Siwa appeared, I was invincible in Gotham. Being invincible was too lonely. I didn't have an opponent. Even the winner of the Beast Tournament couldn't bring me pressure.

Then I thought, since one of them can't do it, let's fight in a wheel battle. "

Bruce was stunned.

Ms. Siwa looked moved, "You are a true martial artist!"

Harry secretly laughed in his heart. Sure enough, he guessed right. Pure martial artists like to hear this kind of thing.

"Alas!" She sighed again in distress, "A non-traditional martial artist like me can only improve myself through this method."

"It seems that I guessed right. You are indeed a wild child without a master."

Ms. Siwa was not surprised. Words can deceive people, but her intuitive feelings during battle will tell her the true story of Harley.

"Harry, you haven't practiced Iron Shirt? But I think you seem to be able to withstand beatings, and you use your shadowless feet very well." Bruce asked doubtfully.

"Fantasy tricks like Shadowless Kicks are of no use in front of masters, and are instead just flaws.

I have practiced Iron Cloth Shirt, soaked the body in medicinal wine, and hit the body with sticks, but the secrets were bought from Chinatown and there was no teacher. "Harry also told the truth.

Batman has practiced 127 kinds of martial arts. She didn't know, but she was sure that Batman knew kung fu.

His father-in-law is still the boss of the Kagemusha Alliance!

Naturally, after becoming rich and powerful, she began to search for the martial arts secrets of the Chinese dynasty.

"I've also practiced hard kung fu, but the effect doesn't seem to be as good as yours." Ms. Siwa said strangely.

Harley took advantage of the situation and said, "You can stay in Gotham for a while, and we can exchange martial arts experiences."

Ms. Siwa hesitated for a moment and said: "I originally thought you were an arrogant lunatic, so when I passed by Gotham, I was ready to teach you a lesson, and I didn't even mind killing you casually.

Now I understand that you are a martial artist with sincerity, passion and firm belief.

I appreciate your talent very much, and I also respect your courage to improve your own cultivation, hold the world's best fighting arena, and challenge the world's heroes.

Therefore, I would like to introduce you to some masters. Are you willing to put aside everything in Gotham and go to the East to learn from the masters? "

Bruce's eyes lit up and he asked first, "Are those masters stronger than you?"

"In martial arts, I consider myself no less than anyone, but I am indeed their disciple." Ms. Siwa said confidently.

Harley hesitated.

If she had to choose between her status as a Gotham gangster, her current glory and wealth, or her apprenticeship, she wouldn't hesitate at all.

One's own strength is higher than all wealth.

Even though Ms. Siwa has been practicing for more than ten years and was barely beaten by her, she didn't use any weapons in the boxing ring!

If Siwa had used a treasure-level katana, even if Harley didn't die, she wouldn't have been able to hold on for that long.

Another example is Batman and Pharaoh.

Well, the Pharaoh in Watchmen can catch bullets with his bare hands (unlike Fire Cloud Evil God, his defense is ordinary, only his speed and reaction are fast, and his hands can be injured or penetrated by bullets) because he has learned Chinese Kung Fu.

Therefore, practicing martial arts in the DC universe does have a future.

But leaving Gotham also means she loses the opportunity to quickly upgrade.

Which is more important, martial arts or upgrading?

It would be nice to have both.

"Where do I want to be my apprentice and who do I want to apprentice with?" Hallie asked.

Ms. Siwa pondered and said: "I was born in the Chinese dynasty. I practiced martial arts at home as a young boy. When I was sixteen, I went to Japan to study with Teacher Otomo.

Three years later, I returned to China and searched for and communicated with martial artists from various schools.

My suggestion is to either go to Japan to find Mr. Dayo, or go to XZ.

In Tianchao XZ, you can find top martial arts masters from all over the world. "

"Why XZ? What's so special about it?" Harley asked curiously.

Ms. Siwa was unsure: "Mount Everest has the purest magic power. Or, if you understand Chinese, let me put it another way. Mount Everest is the source of the spiritual energy of the earth and the world."

"Can you become an immortal?" Harley looked strange.

"Practice martial arts under Mount Everest, and the effect is indeed very good. You may not become an immortal, but you can break the limits of the human body." Ms. Siwa said.

She herself is a living example.

An ordinary person drew with Harley, who was level 27 and had two defensive specialties.

"Honestly, I really want to go to XZ, but you may not understand my grudges with the Crusaders.

I am in Gotham, with dozens of gunmen around me, and with the restrictions of the US government, it will be difficult for them to cause trouble for me. Once I go to other places.

I'm afraid that not only will my own life be in danger, but others will also be affected. "Harry sighed half-seriously.

It will take at least several years, even more than ten years, to reach the level of Ms. Siwa after going to XZ.

But if she stays in Gotham, her defense can break through level 30 within a year.

She would surely defeat Lady Siwa then.

Therefore, in terms of efficiency, it is most cost-effective to stay in Gotham and get beaten now.

In the future, as the level increases, the experience value for each level will also increase significantly. When Gotham becomes a novice village and it is difficult to level up in a year, it is not too late to consider upgrading martial arts skills.

"Your grudges haven't been resolved yet?" Bruce asked doubtfully.

"On the surface, there was a reconciliation. Then, the Crusaders anonymously placed a bounty on my head in the supernatural world." Harley said.

"I see, I've heard of it too." Ms. Siwa seemed to remember something, and her expression became tangled.

——She remembered that the Shadow Warrior Alliance seemed to have taken over the order from the Crusaders.

"What, do you know who took the order?" Harley asked curiously.

Ms. Siwa was shocked, this little girl has such a keen sense of spirituality!

"I can't say it clearly, but I can tell you that I joined an assassin organization. This time I came to the United States to kill someone." Ms. Siwa sighed.

Now even Bruce and Kitten understood her subtext.

Harry rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "How much did the Crusaders pay? Can I double it and ask you to assassinate the Crusade leader?"

"I thought you were going to ask for money to cancel the mission." Ms. Siwa said.

——You act like the best mother in the world. Obviously, you have never experienced a real beating, but you are already in your twenties.

After so many years, you are still proud of the sky, which shows that you are fully capable of being proud of the sky.

But that's all your strength is. What can those assassins who are not as good as you do to me except give me experience?

Harley thought so, but of course she couldn't say that.

"From your personality, Ms. Siwa, I can infer that the assassin organization you belong to must also have outstanding credibility, adhere to principles, and will not do the dishonorable thing of killing guests.

Therefore, I will not make any request that would humiliate your honor. "

Ms. Siwa's lips curled up slightly. The little girl is so cute. What did I do before? How could I want to kill her?

“The organization I work for will not kill customers in any way, so I can’t do your business.

However, I will leave you the names and contact information of several martial arts masters, and I will also tell them about you.

If they ever get a chance to come to Gotham, they'll come visit you.

With your talent and a little training, ordinary assassins can't hurt you at all. "

"Sister Siwa, thank you very much!" Harley smiled.

Ms. Siwa did not stay in the fighting arena for long. She left a note and left with a large bag of beautiful knives.

When sending her out, Harley specially warned: "Sister Siwa, please spread the word about tonight's competition in the martial arts community.

I promise you that in the future, everyone who beats me will win a bonus of no less than 1 million US dollars. "

"One million dollars, just throw it away"

Ms. Siwa really wants to stay and make another fortune, or two, or three

"Harry, you are a true martial artist and regard money as dirt!" she said with emotion.

The young master held it in all night and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ms. Siwa, can I hire you as a martial arts teacher? It doesn't matter how much the tuition is."

Ms. Siwa's pretty face turned cold. I just said that real martial artists regard money as dirt, so you just throw money at me. What do you mean?

"Am I not as good as Harley, coveting your money?"

Bruce glanced down at the purse she held tightly in her hand.

"I don't mean anything else, I just think you are a real martial artist and want to become your teacher.

How about two million dollars a month? Or, three million, five million? "He said tentatively.

Ms. Siwa took a deep breath, turned around and left without saying a word.

——She was afraid that she couldn't help but stay.

The hero is not greedy for money, but the hero also needs money, otherwise what kind of killer would she be?

"Hey, don't go, eight million is fine!" Bruce shouted.

Ms. Siwa walked faster, you little brat, you can throw money at me, but please find a private place to hit me quietly, and don’t say it in front of so many people!

When Ms. Siwa disappeared completely, Harry looked down at the young master and said, "Compared to me, you are just an idiot. You don't even know how to use money."

"What do you have in mind?" Bruce asked unconvinced.

"Didn't she join that assassin organization? You negotiated business with her directly, signed a contract, and hired her as a task. You already have dignity and respect. How can she refuse?"

"Uh" Bruce was stunned and said angrily, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Selina frowned and said, "Bruce, don't listen to Harley's bad ideas. The people on the road are not that easy to get in touch with, especially the assassin organization.

An organization that kills for money

Once you get stuck on it, you may never be able to get rid of it for the rest of your life, because you are not an ordinary person and can represent too many things. "

Harley glanced at Yinpan's face in surprise and praised: "Kitty cat, you have good knowledge!"

"I have been living in Gotham my whole life and have seen too many things." Selina sighed.

When the three of them returned to the glass attic, Harley asked, "What's going on with you? Why are you being hunted?"

Selina was silent for a moment and said: "I guess their target is me. As long as Bruce is not with me, there will be no danger."

Bruce held her hand and said seriously: "I caused this, you are helping me."

"Speak clearly." Harley frowned.

"Selena was there the night my parents were killed. I asked Detective Gordon to deliberately release false information that Selina saw the killer's true face before he put on the mask.

The purpose is also very simple, to alert the enemy. "

Bruce showed a complicated expression that didn't know whether he should be proud or annoyed.

“Alas, after Bishop Marvin led the monks to surround the manor last time, I specially found the director of the security department of Wayne Group and hired a group of elite bodyguards for me.

Fully 50 security guards were waiting for the incident.

I guessed the beginning, but not the end.

Alerting the snake worked really well, but unfortunately the snake was so big that it chased us everywhere. "

"How many people are there?" Harley asked seriously.

"No more than five people."

Harley had a strange expression, "Don't you pay the security guards, are they all slacking off?"

"It's all because my manor is too big, has too many buildings, and has a long history. The ancient trees are very prosperous. It seems that 50 people spread out is not enough." Bruce said awkwardly.

Harry was dumbfounded, is this in Versailles?

But his expression is so serious