I want to have a date with Superman

It was late at night the second day Bruce came to stay with Harley.

The No. 1 fighting arena in the world is still open for business, and it is still full of guests.

There was a lot of people downstairs, but Harley's office on the second floor was very quiet, with only old Gibbs and Harley.

"BOSS, Madam Xanadu's information has been investigated. It's surprisingly easy. We can even find her phone number and home address in the Yellow Pages."

Harley sat on the boss chair, focusing most of her attention on the video wall, where surveillance information from all over the fighting arena was transmitted.

The strange thing is that she is now wearing protective armor made of carbon nanomaterials.

"This is not beyond my expectation. She is performing an exorcism in Greenwich Village. Of course she must be easy to find. What I want is not her phone number and address."

After pondering for a moment, Harley simply said what was in her heart.

"Mrs. Xanadu is a great magician, and I want to get close to her.

But the mage has an eccentric temper, is easy to communicate with, and difficult to get along with.

I want to find out her personality, habits, and hobbies, and then visit her. Once we are familiar with each other and have a relationship foundation, I can ask her for magic knowledge. "

Old Gibbs smiled and said: "BOSS, don't worry, I'm not a vegetarian. It's impossible to find out just her phone number and address in a few days."

As he spoke, he handed over a document.

"This is a confession obtained from people who are familiar with her in the nearby neighborhood. It includes things she has done, people she is familiar with, and activities she has participated in. It includes almost most of her social circle."

After flipping through the document for a while, Harley had a smile on her face.

"I'm going to attend the Wayne Group's charity gala in three days. She actually likes the tone."

"Beep, beep, beep -" Suddenly, a screen on the video wall dimmed, and an alarm rang rapidly in the room.

The screen is not black, but the surveillance camera is missing and the video signal is gone.

"Well, the guests are finally here." Harry's eyes lit up and he threw the document on the table.

"BOSS, do you want to call back the gunmen who are patrolling outside?" Old Gibbs looked at the screen wall and asked worriedly.

In just two sentences, another screen lost its camera.

It was obvious that the enemy was advancing rapidly towards the rooftop.

"No."

Harley put on her owl glasses, connected to the audio communication in the fighting arena, and whispered a few instructions.

By the time she left the office, eight gunmen were lined up waiting in the corridor.

Without further ado, she ran towards the stairs first. The gunman followed closely without saying a word.

"Bang bang bang——"

As soon as they climbed to the third floor, gunshots and wails came from the rooftop.

Harry subconsciously quickened his pace, but the moment he stepped onto the fourth floor, a chill crept into his heart.

She stopped and looked left and right, but no enemy could be found in the infrared perspective of the owl glasses.

"BOSS?" The younger brother behind him asked doubtfully.

They all knew today's mission and heard the miserable howls of their companions on the rooftop, making them very anxious.

Harley raised her hand to stop them, held up her hands, jumped onto the guardrail of the stairs, lowered her head and looked at the concrete floor carefully.

The warehouse that was converted into a fighting arena has a history of several decades. Although the cement floor has been cleaned, it still looks dirty and gray-black.

"How vicious! No wonder the 50 security guards at Wayne Manor have become decorations."

An extremely fine line runs across the third step at the corner. The thin line is less than five centimeters from the ground. The key is to hide it in the right-angled shadow of the step.

Don't say you've seen it, even if you walk over, you may not be able to step on it.

But one person can't step on it, but someone among ten people can trigger the booby trap behind the thin line.

Yes, a thin wire connects a booby trap.

The stairs were in a zigzag shape, and their group had just run under the booby trap.

Gunshots were fired from the rooftop, and they were all anxious and in no mood to observe carefully.

And now at midnight, even if there are lights in the corridor, this blind spot cannot be illuminated.

The thin wire is not metal, but the booby trap has metal parts. Harley can see it with her owl glasses, but the stair railing is also metal. She almost got hit.

Leaving a younger brother to defuse the bomb, Harley slowed down and continued to move forward.

"Chichichichichi -" Climbing up to the rooftop, the first thing I smelled was the strong smell of blood, but in my ears I heard the scream of bullets and the muffled sound of the silencer.

Harry didn't dodge and rushed out of the stairs.

Then a grenade flew toward her.

Harley's lips curved into a sneer.

The assassin destroyed the camera on the surface, but Archimedes in the water tower had been working, and the infrared image had already been transmitted to the owl glasses.

She "watched" the assassin throw the grenade, so when she rushed forward, she did a cloud-in-the-front move (similar to a front somersault). She caught the melon in mid-air and kicked it back accurately.

"Oh, No—"

"BOOOM!"

Before the assassins could scream, there was an explosion and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

But Harley's Yunli front axle hadn't even touched the ground, and even when her head was still down, four shots were fired from both hands with "bang bang bang bang".

"Plop, plop, plop -" Three men and women dressed no different from the high-rollers on the first floor had their heads blown off.

"Stay alive!" Bruce shouted nervously in the glass room.

There were a total of eight assassins, four of whom came up from the first floor disguised as guests, and the other four climbed up from the side corners using flying claws.

There were originally five gunmen arranged by Harley outside the glass room, but they failed to hold on for a single round and were killed by silenced pistols.

By the time Bruce, Mao Mao, and Afu in the glass room reacted, the assassin was already close to the door.

Then Harley suddenly jumped out, kicked away the grenade, and killed three killers blocking the stairway. While in mid-air, he exploded the heads of three more killers.

It was so neat and tidy that the British special forces soldier Afu was dumbfounded.

He was still worried before. The enemy had the terrain advantage, and Harley came from below. He even began to blame Harley in his heart for not listening to his plan and refusing to hide dozens of gunmen in the glass room.

At this time, the situation of the battle was completely unexpected. Afu was stunned, and Bruce was the first to come to his senses, and then shouted "show mercy".

"Bang bang bang bang -" Two assassins, a man and a woman, were left squatting under the glass wall, shooting at Harley.

Harley threw away the pistol, pulled out the baton from her waist, swung the end of the stick out, and trotted towards the assassin.

"So handsome." Bruce murmured.

The bullet landed on Harley and bounced away immediately without leaving any sparks.

"Ah!" The male assassin seemed to have lost control of his mind. He howled and rushed towards Harley.

Harley sidestepped and raised her leg to sweep the assassin's knee.

"Plop!" The male assassin lost his balance and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, Harley hit him on the back of the head with a stick.

The female assassin with a rather iconic ponytail turned around and ran towards the edge of the rooftop, with her flying claws still there.

Harley swung her right arm wildly, and the telescopic stick was like a black thunderbolt. With a "bang", it suddenly hit the female assassin's knee.

"Boom -" The assassin's head hit the ground and fell hard.

Harley walked over and kicked her temple hard with her soft leather armed boots.

With a muffled groan, the person fainted.

At this time, all nine of her younger brothers climbed up from the stairs.

Bruce, Alfred, and Selina stood side by side behind the bulletproof glass wall with complicated expressions.

Harley waved to Ah Fu and said jokingly: "007, come out quickly and check the assassin's teeth, nails, or other places, don't let them commit suicide."

"Oh" Ah Fu was stunned and ran to the gate to open the door.

"You should listen to me and hide a group of gunmen in the house. Look at the glass wall. Although it is bulletproof, it has been hit by several bullets and is almost broken."

After Ah Fu came out, he pointed at the pitted glass wall and complained.

"I really wonder if you are bragging about your murderous special forces resume."

Harley pointed at the tall buildings across the road angrily, "Did you see it? As a sniper point, it's too far, but using a telescope to observe the situation here is easy.

I packed people into the house, and the other party would just send more people, or use more violent means, such as a rocket. "

Ah Fu frowned and looked around, feeling embarrassed.

If you have a high-powered telescope, you can actually see here.

"You deliberately stayed on the second floor to paralyze the enemy?"

"Of course, everyone in Gotham has read the news on Bali Street. If I don't show up on the second floor, how dare these little turtles stroke my beard?" Harley said proudly.

Ah Fu sighed and stopped talking. He knelt down and handcuffed the assassin's hands before carefully examining her body.

"You calculated everything, but why didn't you calculate that these people are completely unstoppable?" Bruce walked over and looked at the gunman in the "H" T-shirt in a pool of blood with a sad expression.

Harley smiled strangely, approached Bruce, and whispered in his ear: "I just want them to die!

"Sister Harley" became famous in Gotham, and many gangsters came to seek refuge with her.

I am the leader of the villain myself, so I cannot brazenly kill people just because they are villains.

But if you let them go, they will continue to do evil elsewhere, so it is better to keep them around and be cannon fodder. "

Bruce intuitively felt that the girl was exhaling like blue, but she didn't have any thoughts in her heart. Instead, she felt cold all over.

"You" he swallowed hard, "maybe there are other ways."

"Let the law judge them?" Harley sneered, "Don't be stupid, I am a lawbreaker myself. Moreover, if they don't die, can the assassin feel at ease?"

"What are you muttering about? Detective Gordon called to inquire about the situation." Selina shouted at the door.

"Afu, are you interrogating or the one who handed it over to me?" Harley asked.

"I want to ask her myself!" Bruce said excitedly.

Ten minutes later, there was an empty training room on the third floor.

The black female assassin with ponytail was tied to a chair, a bucket of ice water was poured on her head, and she woke up in a daze.

"Who are you? Why did you kill my parents?" Bruce asked urgently.

"You are not our target." The female assassin turned to Selina.

"I know, it's me!" Kitten sneered.

Seeing the pride in her eyes, the black girl assassin's pupils shrank, "Didn't you see the killer's appearance clearly?"

Gordon frowned, stepped forward to stand between the kitten and the assassin, and said solemnly: "We are interrogating you now."

"Hehehe" the black girl assassin smiled sarcastically.

"It's very troublesome. This is a tough problem. I'm afraid conventional methods won't have much effect." Ah Fu said to Harley in a low voice.

"Does Wayne Group have any veritaserum or something like that?" Harley asked.

"Probably not. My company only does formal business." Bruce said.

Gordon started to roll up his sleeves, "You guys go out and wait, give me some personal space."

Everyone did as they were told.

Half an hour later, Gordon walked out sweating profusely, his fists stained with blood, and his white shirt also had splatters of blood.

"Both of them are ruthless, and they don't even want to say a word," he said in frustration.

"Perhaps, you can try black magic." Harley said hesitantly.