I want to have a date with Superman
Chapter 175 The first time to steal magic power
"How many foreigners have signed up for the boxing championship recently?" She looked at the gold-rimmed glasses.
Levi adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said respectfully: "I made a list and will bring it to you later. Several of them are particularly strong, so I marked them."
Harley nodded and finally looked at old Gibbs.
The old man's expression was more solemn than that of the black girl.
"BOSS, the situation in Gotham has been a bit chaotic recently. Just four days ago, Maroney was assassinated by a gunman while gathering with people at an old friend's tavern.
The assassination attempt failed, but the identity of the gunman was revealed as Lord Falcone's confidant.
There has been a lot of turmoil in Gotham in recent days, and Maroni has launched retaliatory raids on many properties of the Romans (Old Kamai). "
Harry sneered several times, but did not make any comments. He only asked: "Has old Kamai come to see me?"
"No, I heard the news that the Romans seem to be planning to negotiate with Maroni." Old Gibbs said.
Harley squinted her eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "Levis, get ready. In three days, the 'King of Kings Tournament' will be held again."
Levis asked hesitantly: "You haven't appeared in the ring for almost three months. Do you want to adapt to a few games first?
Or, select a group of lower-level fighters from it?
In three months, there were more than 100 boxers accumulated, including no less than 30 ruthless fighters. "
Before Harley could say anything, Old Gibbs glared and shouted, "Are you doubting BOSS's strength? The ruthless character you talk about is just a piece of cake for BOSS."
This old man has always disliked gold-rimmed glasses.
Based on his qualifications, ability, and relationship with Sister Harley, it was his old Gibbs who should be the general manager.
He felt that the gold-rimmed glasses had taken away his position.
Levis glanced at the old man from the corner of his eye, then adjusted the frame of the glasses and asked Harley with his eyes.
As if he had not seen the intrigues among his subordinates, Harry simply said: "I have been in seclusion for nearly three months, and my strength will only become stronger.
Levis, go make arrangements and let everyone know that I will be in the ring in three days. "
"I understand, BOSS." Levis said goodbye and left.
Harley looked at the black girl gunman again and said: "Teresa, choose 50 amateurs with innocent wealth from the low-level boxers who have signed contracts.
Do it quietly, trying not to let anyone know, and place them in batches at a large warehouse outside Jersey City.
Before receiving my order, the instructor had been leading them in special training on modern weapons. "
"BOSS, what is the mission?" Theresa asked excitedly.
"It will take a few days to confirm, but it must be a ruthless character." Harley smiled.
"I see."
After Theresa left, Old Gibbs frowned and said: "BOSS, no matter what actions you take, it is best to say hello to the Romans to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."
Harley nodded perfunctorily and said, "Can you find Floyd Lawton?"
"Which Freud?" the old man asked doubtfully.
"The man from Naihe Island, codenamed 'Death Shooter', looks a bit like Hollywood star Will Smith."
Deadshot is not a boxer contracted to the boxing ring. He is completely independent and has not left any contact information in the boxing ring.
"Oh, it's him." The old man suddenly realized.
"BOSS, Floyd often comes to our place to box. Maybe he is downstairs now," he said.
"Go down and have a look. If he's here, bring him up. If he's not there, contact him quietly."
The old man left.
Levi's is coming up.
He held a stack of documents, all of which contained information about boxers who signed up for the "Boxing Championship Competition".
There is also a mobile hard drive containing videos of their boxing sessions.
When Harley was looking through the information of the 'Outlander' boxers, Deadshot with a mustache was led over by the old man.
Seeing the boxer's vest and sweat-dampened hair on his body, Harley was surprised and said, "You don't think of this place as a martial arts gym and come here every day to practice fighting skills, right?"
Deadshot was born on Naihe Island, the poorest and most chaotic island in Gotham. His talent may be good, but he has no chance to receive formal training.
Harley fought him personally in the last King of Kings boxing match. Leek was very lush (the upper limit of experience points was very high), had strength and speed, but his boxing skills were very poor.
Deadshot's black face was slightly red, he really regarded this place as a free training ground.
There are famous masters from all over North America to teach, there are physical therapists to protect you, there are complete training equipment and venues, and from time to time you can actually fight with boxers of the same level. No matter you win or lose, you will get money. This is simply a paradise for fighters.
"Sister Harley, I also helped you make money by boxing." He said awkwardly.
Harley waved her hands and said disapprovingly: "The existing system in the fighting arena is to provide opportunities for talented people.
However, the ordinary training methods in the fighting arena are not suitable for you.
You have great talent and should receive higher-level special training. "
Deadshot hesitated and said: "Sister Harley, thank you for your kindness. But I'm used to being a loner, and I really don't plan to join any organization."
He's not stupid, can he understand that he has to pay for lunch?
Harry didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "I never force anyone to join my team. We trade fairly. You do something for me and I give you a chance, how about it?"
Deadshot was a little flattered now, "I'm just an ordinary killer. I wonder what tasks Sister Harley has for me?"
"I heard that you are very 'bullet-saving'. If you can kill two people with one bullet, you will never fire more than one shot?" Harley asked.
Deadshot's expression remained unchanged, but memories appeared in his eyes.
"I live on Naihe Island, with a pair of hard-working and kind parents, and a lovely sister.
Compared with other children on the street, I am much happier.
At that time, my dream was to become a painter. In fact, I was preparing to apply for the Gotham Academy of Fine Arts.
Then"
After a pause, he said with a sad face: "Two drug dealers lived next door to my house, and that day they were blocked by a small gang and had a fight at home.
For just two people, it actually rained down bullets. At least twenty bullets passed through the thin wall and fell into my house. Twelve of them passed through the bodies of my parents and sister.
After that day, I swore that I would kill people cleanly and not waste a single bullet. "
The corners of Harley's mouth twitched. Shouldn't a normal person's idea be to put down the paintbrush and aspire to become a GCPD who hates evil and protects people's safety?
What kind of brain circuit turns you into a bullet-saving killer?
"I see." She sighed first and then said, "Saving bullets is not something ordinary talents can do.
I am very optimistic about you and am willing to invest in you, martial arts and various types of firearms training, tailor-made weapons and armor.
As for the price, I want to hire you for three years. "
"Three years." Deadshot hesitated.
Gibbs sneered and said calmly: "Lawton, if I were you, I would gratefully agree by now.
Yes, you don't want to be bound.
But have you ever thought about it, these three years are more about her cultivating you than serving BOSS. "
Harley was indeed happy to train Deadshot.
Because she likes people with principles, and Deadshot and Deathstroke are both well-known in DC for their principles.
Deadshot's expression changed several times, and he nodded: "Sister Harley, thank you for giving me this opportunity."
Harley smiled and waved to Old Gibbs, and after he left, she solemnly said: "In the next three years, I will arrange a top trainer for you.
Firearms, combat, reconnaissance, and high-tech equipment are all based on the model of the military's most elite special forces.
In the afternoon you can go to the Gotham Armory and pick out any equipment you want, including the same million-dollar sword armor as mine.
If you have other ideas, you can ask Hannah (Armoury Manager) to help you contact the designers at Wayne Weapons Laboratory to customize the weapons that suit you.
From tomorrow onwards, when I am in the fighting arena, you can move around as you please.
But once I leave, you will join my personal bodyguard team.
There is only one mission. Wherever I appear, you must observe carefully, lock every position suitable for sniping, and always be prepared for counter-sniping.
any questions?"
Deadshot swallowed and said dryly: "Who are you going to deal with?"
Being so solemn made him a little nervous as he had never seen the world before.
Harley shrugged, "I'm not sure, but it's definitely extraordinary. But don't worry, just use your 'dead shot' talent, kill the snipers, and I'll take care of the rest."
Thinking of Sister Harley's majesty in close combat, Deadshot felt relieved.
He began to put himself into the Bali Street gunfight. If he was present to assist remotely, Sister Harley would attack in close combat.
Inexplicably, his heart beat faster and he began to look forward to the "big scene" in the future.
After Deadshot left, Harley took out the lead box containing the heart of the Duke of Hell from the weapons room and came to the water tower alone.
The Archimedes spacecraft is old and decaying, covered with rivets and steel plate patches. It has completely lost its high-tech feel and looks like a rusty piece of junk.
"Buzzing." After Harley approached, without fingerprint or iris verification, the engine automatically started running slowly, and the hatch clicked, half-hanging on the door frame, shaking slightly, as if it might fall off at any time.
The muscles in the corner of Harley's eyes twitched a few times, and she walked into the cabin. The light was pale and cast a faint shadow.
Without the magic of hell, it is impossible to enter the shadow realm, but that does not mean that the spacecraft cannot be launched now.
In fact, it's "smarter" than before.
No one could get the engine to start except Harley.
Whenever Harley "wants" (transmits mental waves), she can keep it buzzing without having to manually operate it from the bridge, just like she does now.
In theory, this spaceship is not much different from the holy relic.
Tear open the leaves that protect against magic radiation and open the lead box, just like the actual magic radiation spreads in all directions again.
Harry closed the "Escape Pattern" and ran it, and the magic power was "stolen" without any resistance, and then turned into a hot flow of heat, flowing from the sea of consciousness to the heart, and flowing from the heart to all parts of the body.
In a moment, Harry's whole body was filled with steam, and his exposed skin was as red as steamed shrimp.
Suddenly, her heart swelled violently, and her pink and blue half-parted hair was dyed dark purple visibly to the naked eye.
The hair is like the stars in the hazy sky of Gotham, shining with a faint light.
"Harry, your hair has changed color." Hanged Man Andy yelled with his tongue hanging out.
Without his reminder, Harley had already felt the "restlessness" coming from her blood.
"Shit! Just after I stole this little magic power, my bloodline started to show signs of demonization."
If she ignores it and continues to steal, she will become a devil child without magic power just like Rachel.
Harley's expression changed, and now she had two choices before her: first, steal God's power of heaven to counteract the demonization; second, wait until level 30, use the heart of the Demon Duke to activate the 'Hell Magic Defense Specialty', Rely on defense to resist demonization.
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