I want to have a date with Superman

"Hey, Boss Maroni, what do you say now?"

Harley was riding on the Yamaha, letting the bullets fly and fall on her body. She only looked up at the strong man covering his face and howling, and shouted with a smile.

"Kill her, kill this little bastard!" Maroni shrank into the cab and yelled angrily.

Harley shrugged, performed a neat backflip, and landed a few steps away.

The motorcycle fell to the ground unsupported.

"Da da da da da"

Dozens of long and short rifles opened fire on her.

The micro-missile was thick and long, and was filled with high explosives. It was certainly more powerful than a grenade, but it was only four or five times more powerful. Five missiles killed less than fifteen gunmen.

They had seen missiles blowing up doors before, so they naturally spread the word widely.

At this moment, there were more than thirty gunmen left, shooting wildly at Harry from all directions.

Harley just stood there with her head tilted, a baseball bat on her shoulder, and her feet were uneven.

"Tssssssssssssth of it."

The bullets tore holes in her outer trench coat, and rags flew away, revealing the matte black armor underneath.

GRE carbon nano modular bulletproof armor.

"Shit! No wonder you are so tough. It turns out you are well prepared."

The penguin hanging upside down breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt depressed.

He recalled his previous conversation with Maroni: Maroni praised him for being smart. In his heart, he despised Maroni for being stupid, but in his mouth, he praised him for being strong and capable of fighting.

But now, someone who is super capable and very smart appears in front of him and shows off to the point where he feels inferior.

"Gudong, gudong!"

The bubbling speed of the Consciousness Sea Experience Jar became slower and slower, and eventually stopped, with a total increase of less than one-tenth level.

After taking hundreds of bullets, level 27-28 was only improved by one-tenth.

"Alas, ordinary people are like little leeks. The experience points that can be taken away from each person are limited, and it is gradually difficult to meet the needs of high-level upgrades."

Just like the Novice Village, even if the experience of each mob remains unchanged, after the player's level increases, the upgrade will be appallingly slow.

With a secret sigh, Harley rushed into the group of gunmen and swung the baseball bat in her hand.

The head, like a ripe unicorn watermelon, was flicked and cracked open, and the corpse flew upside down two to three meters with the remaining strength (ps).

The next person subconsciously raised his arm to block, and the heavenly silver baseball bat was unstoppable, like breaking a section of sugar cane.

"Crack!" The broken bones poked out the flesh. The strong man couldn't cry out, and he was punched in the throat again.

There was a loud sound in his mouth, he fell to the ground and twitched a few times, and gradually became silent.

Then the next one.

"Throw away the gun, use the grenade, don't hide, come together, hug her, trap her!"

Seeing Harley entering the flock like a tiger and killing his younger brothers, Maroni became furious and shouted hysterically.

Some people did throw grenades, but few took the initiative to rush forward and try to engage in close combat with Harley.

Especially a few gunners who looked hesitant and ran slowly were killed by their brothers' grenades. The remaining people almost ran like wolves and completely lost their attack formation.

"Hahahaha, what a bunch of cowards!"

Harley, covered in blood in her black armor, stood there and laughed three times, took steps forward, and charged towards the crane.

"Don't come over, come over and I'll kill Cobot!" Maroney hid in the cab and yelled with a twisted face.

"Don't!" Penguin's voice was sharp, like crying and laughing at the same time, "Don't hurt Mr. Maroni, Sister Harley. Killing him will cause a big scuffle between the two families!"

Penguin was so sensible that Maroni hesitated as he put his right hand on the crane switch.

A front somersault landed on the wide tracks.

Take off on the spot, pull the foot pedal next to the car door, and use only the pulling force of one arm to jump two meters high out of thin air. Your feet click on the iron plate, and you can easily stand in front of the cab door. .

Knocking on the glass window, Harley asked with a smile: "Now, who has the final say here?"

Maroni's expression changed several times, he forced out a dry smile and said, "Sister Harley, just for a title, why bother!"

"Sister Harley" represented his attitude.

"That's right!"

Harley leaned against the door, pointed at Penguin and said, "Let's just pretend that this battle today never happened. You weren't injured anyway."

Maroni covered his mouth, which was still bleeding with half of his front teeth missing, and remained speechless.

Harley glanced at him and saw that he didn't refute, then continued: "I will take him away, and Falco's cabinet will personally give you an explanation in two days. Is that okay?"

"OK!" This obvious attitude of negotiation made Maroni breathe a sigh of relief.

Subconsciously I touched my forehead, my hands were covered with sweat.

Obviously the air conditioner is on in the cab.

"Since you didn't intend to kill him in the first place, why did you bother to provoke a conflict?" Cobot said in a complicated tone as he glanced up at the rearview mirror.

The Yamaha's tires and fuel tank were both punctured. Although it didn't explode, it couldn't be driven.

Harley left the motorcycle there and drove away in Maroney's Audi.

Penguin was driving, and she sat in the back seat, leaning against the window and looking at the scenery on the roadside leisurely.

"The conflict I provoked? Do you have something wrong with your eyes?" Harley said angrily.

"He's just talking-"

Harley raised her hand to interrupt him and said calmly: "When I first arrived, I called Maroni your Excellency. I didn't have an automatic weapon on me. It can be said that it gave him enough face.

Turns out he didn't respect me.

I will use his convincing method to win eternal respect, it's that simple. "

"I really envy you, if I were as strong as you." Cobot showed his true feelings, with a look of jealousy on his face.

"Individual strength is not innate. What I have achieved today is all due to hard work." Harley said with a smile.

She was almost at level 28, so she had to hurry up and find higher energy for her level 30 feat.

The envy on Cobot's face turned into admiration.

"I've also heard about your deeds in the fighting arena. Every morning and evening, there are twenty or thirty big men, in groups of four, helping you beat your body.

I also practice in the morning and afternoon, and in the evening I will meet challenges from various boxers.

It is really difficult for ordinary people to have your perseverance and will. "

Harry was feeling complacent, waving his hands nonchalantly on his face, and asked, "What's the matter with you? You didn't receive any news about Fish's absconding?"

"No one told me she ran away." Cobot was excited and aggrieved.

"Since you were caught by Maroni without any defense, where would you get the chance to call Camai?" Harley asked again.

"I have been with Maroni for more than half a year, and I have quietly bribed several unknown confidants. I have told them that if something happens to me, they should call Falco's cabinet immediately."

The pride on Cobot's face disappeared, and he said angrily: "It's a pity that they were all killed by you in the previous battle."

Harley ignored his accusation and just asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid that they will reveal your identity?"

"Hey, I specially select good guys who value their families. In addition to buying them with a lot of money, I also send their family information to Falco's cabinet in advance and let them know this."

Cobot twisted his mouth and let out a laugh that sounded like a goose's cry.

"Yes, it's a very smart and practical little trick." Harley narrowed her eyes and nodded.

Just pray that no one will use the same method to deal with you in the future. Listen to Old Kamai, are you also a filial son?

Although Cobot was sweaty and dirty, and although Harley was wearing armor with a faint trace of wiped blood on the surface of the armor, the two of them went directly to Falcone Manor without repairing it.

Old Kamai was very leisurely and didn't ask any questions. He asked Cobot to take a bath and undergo a physical examination by the family doctor. Harry also took off his armor.

"BOSS, why don't you just kill Maroni?" she asked directly.

"I once told you why you shouldn't retaliate against Director Ke and Attorney General Donald. Do you remember?" the old man said slowly.

When she was alone, even after reaching a settlement with the Crusaders, Harley did not take action against the "big enemies" Loeb and Donald.

Waiting for old Kamai to accept her into the family.

Harley once asked him if he could get rid of the police chief and the director of the prosecutor's office.

The old man dissuaded her.

Looking back on the past, Harley said: "The law enforcement system is like a weapon. It has its own place in Gotham. Even if it is temporarily vacant, it will be filled immediately.

Loeb and Donald have no personal enmity with me and only obey their master's orders.

And now that I am one of the masters, it would be unwise to destroy my own weapons.

Moreover, they are high-quality weapons that have been cultivated for decades and have reached a tacit understanding.

Destroying them can temporarily vent the hatred in your heart, but the next director and prosecutor are likely to parachute into Gotham from other places.

It's hard to find any excuses, and they will still be resentful and jealous of me because of the death of my ex. "

The old man said leisurely: "Rulers should not easily destroy the cornerstone of their rule unless you prepare better substitutes in advance.

Just like Loeb and Donald, I'm not telling you never to get back at them.

You have to prepare a backup plan.

For example, you determine their successors in advance and have the leverage to make them obey orders.

Revenge is one of the greatest joys in life.

To put it bluntly, it’s just to feel refreshed, not to get yourself into more trouble, trouble and anxiety.

When my eldest son and brother were assassinated, I still discussed business with the enemy at the same table, but I did not forget my hatred. When I found someone who could replace them, I simply sent them to hell. "

Having said this, he took a deep look at Harley and said, "Maroni is the one to replace them!"

"Maroni is yours?" Harley asked in shock.

"He is the person I selected and secretly supported. But he always thought that he was my enemy, and his idea is exactly what I need."

"Is this?" Harley said with a shocked look, "I am creating opponents for myself just to avoid a situation where a dominant family is suppressed?"

“Only one aspect”

Old Kamai pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment before saying: "The Falcone Kingdom can survive in Gotham because the big shots above need us to do things they can't or cannot do.

But I’m not omnipotent, there are things I can’t do and things I don’t want to do.

For example, Du Ping.

I would like it to disappear completely from the earth, but is it possible?

In the early years, I didn't touch it and didn't care about Du Ping's business in Gotham.

Then a few river dragons broke into Gotham, and their power skyrocketed with Du Ping's high profits, and they grew into local tigers. They even became so rampant that they forced me to cooperate with them.

At that time I owned the warehousing and logistics industry in Gotham.

I disagreed and my eldest son was immediately killed and I was seriously injured.

I lay on the hospital bed and thought carefully about what I had done wrong.

When I was discharged from the hospital, I took the initiative to compromise with them.

Then I looked in Gotham, and I picked Maroney, who is Italian.

He is strong, bold, ambitious, and abiding by tradition, and he has a certain degree of overlap in values ​​with me.

With my secret help, he rose rapidly, making those du kings no longer indispensable.

Then, I took my revenge heartily, and Maroni followed to take advantage, quickly unifying the Du Ping business in Gotham.

From now on, I don't have to worry about the troubles of foreign gangsters, that's all Maroni's business.

In addition to drugs, there are many businesses that are essential in Gotham, but I don't want to do them.

Give it all to Maroney.

Ten years ago, he was Gotham's most common robber.

Ten years later, he and I were equal.

The big shots are singing and dancing in the sunshine, the Falcone family manages Gotham's gray industry, and Maroni is happy to bloom in the mire of darkness.

We are all essential.

Unless a replacement is found.

Or, you don't mind completely losing your humanity and getting involved in those black industries, otherwise don't kill Maroni. "

At this time, Cobot limped in, and the old godfather immediately stopped and changed the topic.

(PS: Adding the Tears of the Holy Spirit and the complete form of the "Repentance Stick" can't kill anyone. At this time, Harley only uses a pure heavenly silver baseball bat, which is extremely tough and has demon-breaking properties, but has no repentance effect and can kill people. It even has a damage bonus. Just like an angel’s sword, it can kill a living person.)