I want to have a date with Superman

"It seems that Penguin was right. We are indeed Galavan's younger brothers, and he made the ingenious crime plan." The strong man Aaron murmured.

Jerome had a sullen face and made no rebuttal.

Barbara glanced at him and consoled him: "Witch Harley is different from us. She doesn't need to make sneak attacks at all. She faces directly and challenges hundreds of GCPDs.

We are just ordinary people, there is no need to compare with her. "

Jerome felt even more angry.

"Even ordinary people know that chess pieces will be thrown away when they are used up."

On TV, Cobot was still talking.

"Perhaps the lunatic gang can still commit a few more major cases, but one day, their master's goal will be achieved. Hehehe, guess what kind of ending will happen to that little pretty-faced lunatic?"

"I'm afraid I will be killed and silenced." The reporter murmured.

Cobot snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Now, will you still call him the 'Successor of the Witch'? He doesn't deserve it, bah!"

"Will Galavan throw us away as abandoners?" the bearded man asked worriedly.

Barbara approached Jerome and whispered: "Galevin is a billionaire, a star entrepreneur in Gotham, and he seems to be planning to run for mayor."

Jerome suddenly burst into laughter, pointed at the TV screen and said: "I almost got deceived by him, the Penguin wants to drive a wedge between us and Boss Galavan!

Why should I compare myself to Harley Quinn?

Isn’t our job to put on every show and make the whole Gotham cheer for us? "

Suspicion flashed through Barbara's eyes, and a smile appeared on her face. She clapped her hands and shouted, "Yes, we have to prepare well. Next time, we will shock the whole Gotham!"

At 11:30 midnight, the lunatic gang went back to their rooms, turned off the lights, and started to sleep.

An hour later, Jerome suddenly lifted the quilt and tiptoed to the door.

Putting his ear to the floor for a long time, he stood up with a strange smile, opened the door, and watched a black shadow enter the living room, opened the door, and disappeared.

"Dong dong dong" Jerome knocked on the bearded door.

After Barbara left the Lunatic Gang dormitory, she took the elevator directly to the penthouse apartment.

Theo Galavan opened the door for her personally.

As soon as the door opened, the two of them met the fire, hugged each other, kissed and touched each other.

Three minutes and fifteen seconds later, Barbara lay in Theo's arms and recounted Copot's words and Jerome's reaction.

"Copot" Galavan smiled strangely, "I was planning to go find him!

The Mad Gang's historical mission is about to be completed, and the next show will be Jerome's curtain call and my first show.

Then, it’s time to change the little penguin to be my puppet. "

"Penguin is not that easy to deal with." Barbara frowned.

"Haha, his fatal weakness is too obvious." Galavan smiled proudly.

"Other than his lameness, I really can't think of any weaknesses in him." Barbara doubted.

"Wealth, power, desire, and love, people can never escape these four things in this life. Jerome represents the desire for expression, and Cobot represents the love of family." Galavan said confidently.

"His mother?" Barbara was stunned.

"Well, I can only say that the people of Gotham before were too honest and too strict about rules.

The battle at the United Hospital was so brutal, with hundreds of people killed and injured, but no one kidnapped Copot's mother.

Penguin, who has always lived in "comfort", still lets his old mother perform on stage every now and then. There is only one driver to pick up and drop off, not even a professional bodyguard. "

Galavan hugged Barbara and smiled: "So, just arrange two gunmen, and Cobot will become my second dog."

"What is Witch Harley's weakness?" Barbara suddenly asked.

"Harley Quinn." Galavan's expression became serious, "Penguin is right about what he said, Jerome is not even worthy of carrying the witch's shoes.

She has almost no flaws.

I have no intention of provoking her until I achieve my goal.

When I reach the top of Gotham, she will still be my friend.

I really don't want to be her enemy unless I have to. "

After leaving Galavan's bedroom, Barbara did not go back immediately. Instead, she looked around in the corridor for a while, and then quietly came to the door of another room.

Knock gently.

A moment later, a tall, muscular woman appeared behind the door.

"Tabitha!"

"Barbara!"

"Your elder brother seems to have other trump cards. He only said that he should not easily provoke the witch, but he did not say that he was no match for her at all." Barbara said.

Tabitha smiled slightly and said proudly: "The Galavan family is not as simple as you think, our history is as long as Wayne's.

Returning to Gotham this time is not to rob power, but to take back the power and wealth that once belonged to us.

Mr. and Mrs. Wayne were killed, leaving only one child; the two major black families in Gotham were destroyed, and the new 'King' just came to the throne. These indeed allow us to see opportunities.

But to seize the opportunity, you still have to rely more on your own strength. "

Three days later, One Central Park Hotel.

Charity gala for caring for disabled children is held in the lobby on the second floor.

This time it’s no longer a buffet. There are more than 20 round tables evenly distributed under the stage.

The banquet has not yet begun, and only fruits, soda drinks and snacks are placed on the table.

Although Bruce had a noble status, he did not sit in the center of the first row this time. Instead, he deliberately chose a table in the corner of the last row.

Along with Ah Fu, not even the royal dance partner Selena came.

Bruce looked around. The dozen or so tables in the front row were all occupied, and they were all dignitaries and business elites.

"Why do I have to come to this party?" He frowned.

Earlier he had no objection to attending such charity banquets.

He can transform into the homeless man "Thomas Kane". After wandering the streets of Gotham for half a year, Bruce deeply understands one thing: most charities are just show games for celebrities.

"The host of the charity gala is Dr. Leslie Tompkins. She personally sent the invitation letter to the manor. It would be rude of you to refuse." Afu whispered.

Doctor Leslie is Gordon's current girlfriend. Bruce sighed and changed the question: "Today's party seems to be full of powerful people?"

Afu patted the back of Bruce's hand and motioned him to look sideways and behind him.

There is a camera there that is broadcasting the charity gala live.

"Today's charity gala is organized by the government, and I have the opportunity to be on TV.

Every comment made by the guests can be heard in thousands of households, and of course the big shots are here. "Afu said sarcastically.

"Gentlemen and ladies, now I will perform the classic 'turn into a pigeon' magic for everyone."

The clown on the stage finished the performance of "cutting the female guest in half", took the microphone, and let out a high-pitched laugh.

When Bruce heard the laughter, he subconsciously walked over and murmured, "His laughter is a bit familiar."

"The magic trick of transforming into a pigeon is very common. Is it strange to everyone that they even applaud me?"

The clown made an exaggerated expression of disappointment, then grinned again: "But this time, it's not about changing from a top hat or a handkerchief into a dove.

Believe me, I guarantee that everyone will never forget it! "

"Bah!" He clapped his hands and shouted: "Jimmy, serve!"

A dining car pushed in from the small door on the side of the hall, and the chef with a big belly brought dinner plates covered with round stainless steel lids to the table.

On every table, there is a plate of mysterious delicacies.

"Is there a pigeon hidden in this?" Ah Fu leaned close to the plate on the table.

No pigeons were heard, but there was the sound of beaks pecking at the stainless steel lid.

"Hahaha, you would guess that there are pigeons in it?"

The clown smiled even more exaggeratedly when he saw that many people were listening to the round-covered dishes like Ah Fu.

Bruce's pupils suddenly shrank and he said in shock: "I remembered, this is Jerome's laughter, the clown is Jerome!"

"What?" Ah Fu was horrified.

"Call the police!" Bruce urged in a low voice.

Without saying anything, Ah Fu took the young master and walked out.

"What are you doing?" Bruce asked urgently.

"Hey, the most exciting magic trick tonight is about to be shown to everyone, but someone actually left the table at this time?" The clown on the stage noticed the two people at the bottom of the table.

"Ah, it's the Prince of Gotham, Bruce Wayne. Hey, don't leave. You are one of the protagonists tonight!" the clown shouted.

Everyone looked over, but Ah Fu not only did not look back, but instead pulled Bruce to walk faster.

Bruce wanted to struggle, but Ah Fu finally showed off the strength of the British special forces this time: his palms were like iron hoops, locking his young master's arm tightly.

"I understand, hahaha!" The clown let go completely and no longer concealed his voice, "The little prince discovered the secret of magic."

"Are you Jerome?"

Behind the stage, the host of the party, Xiao Lai, who was hidden behind the curtain, also changed his expression. Thinking of the murderer of the police station massacre, he laughed in the same way.

"What? Jerome?" a guest shouted in shock.

"Who is Jerome?" Some people looked confused.

"It's really boring. You guessed the answer to the riddle before the atmosphere reached its peak." The clown stopped laughing and his expression became a little gloomy.

He stopped pretending and took out the remote control directly from his suit pocket.

"Don't even move!" He yelled into the microphone, "Yes, I am Jerome, and the plate on your table is not filled with pigeons, but pigeon bombs.

"Oh, damn, I really want to see you guys opening the lid expectantly, only to find out it's a time bomb.

Where did the flaw show up that allowed the little prince to discover my secret. "

Jerome stamped his feet in annoyance, feeling sorry for himself, ignoring the guests who were scattered below.

Someone opened the big round cover and found a toy pigeon that looked like a fat chicken. Its mouth kept pecking forward and there was a countdown display on the back.

As a result, the scene became even more chaotic, and everyone wanted to escape.

"Bang bang bang!" The sudden sound of gunfire interrupted their screams and running.

The fat chef took out an automatic rifle from the dining car and killed the chicken to scare the monkey.

Several more masked robbers rushed in from outside and drove everyone back.

"Hey, the live broadcast can't stop!" Jerome waved to the live broadcast reporter, "Hurry up, point the camera at me, and give me a big close-up!"

"Jerome, what do you want?"

Although Dr. Xiao Lai was frightened, he bravely walked up to the clown.

Jerome flew up and kicked her back into the corner.

"Little character, go on your way."

He waved to the deputy mayor below, "You have enough weight, you can speak."

"You, what do you want?" The fat mayor turned pale and stammered.

"Bang!" Jerome pulled out a gun and blew his head off.

Without warning.

"Hahaha, I want this, I want you to be afraid, I want you to always regard me as a nightmare deep in your soul!"

Seeing the horrified and twisted expressions of the powerful men below, he laughed maniacally.

"You're dreaming!"

The middle-aged man sitting at the table with the deputy mayor stood up, pointed at Jerome and angrily said, "You can hurt our bodies, but you can never destroy our will."

"Yeah?"

The Joker raised his pistol and a weird smile appeared on his lips.

The Joker won't have too many plots. He is a fan of Batman and is not suitable to be Harley's enemy.

If it really falls into Harley's hands, one of them will die, and Harley will not fall in love with him and kill him.

This volume is the "Road to the Boss". Harley will become the only king of Gotham, and the last obstacle in front of her at this time is the Court of Owls.

The Joker and Galavan (the Angel of Death) are just appetizers and chess pieces used for layout. Harley's goal and opponent are not them.