I want to have a date with Superman

As soon as he left the gate of Bloody Heaven, Harry felt irritated that he was being watched.

From the time she met the Cyclops in the monastery to now, she has verified many times that her spiritual sense is not an illusion.

Just when she was hesitating whether to go back to the apartment immediately or look back for Pulika, the irritating feeling of being followed disappeared again.

She stood there and looked around. There were luxury cars parked outside the nightclub. There were men hugging women with colorful makeup, ladies being hugged by seductive men, and female nightclub security guards wearing black leather tights patrolling back and forth. .

Too much foot traffic.

Maybe she shouldn't go out tonight?

But wouldn't it be more offensive to refuse Pulika's invitation? And apartments are not necessarily safe.

Shaking her head, Harley remembered the black girl in leather clothes who had stared at him several times at the bar.

That's Pulika's companion.

This is Pulika's territory, and it's probably her people.

She touched her chest. There was a bulletproof vest underneath her coat, and a bulletproof plate that was said to be able to block sniper rifles was inserted into the back.

After squeezing her hard arm, she saw that there was also a protective plate inside. She felt confident and continued walking towards the apartment.

"Karp, do you think my fadeaway jumper just now looked very much like Kobe's?"

"Other than blacksmithing, there is nothing else similar."

As we walked around the corner, two teenage boys walked toward us, holding basketballs and talking and laughing.

Harley moved closer to the wall to clear the way.

The three of them passed by each other, and after taking three more steps, Harley's scalp suddenly became numb, and a warning sign suddenly occurred in her heart.

Subconsciously, she measured her body and put her arms in front of her to protect herself.

"Chichi—" A voice broke through the air and passed by my ears.

Just as she roared angrily, accelerating forward, "Chichi—stab!"

The arm was shot, but the thin steel sheet wrapped around the forearm had no effect. The blue arc jumped, Harley's body shook like chaff, and most of her hair stood up.

Motherfucker is not a pistol bullet, but an electric shock, a gun!

Harley collapsed against the wall with a thud.

She did not lose consciousness, and vaguely saw two children each holding a pistol, smiling on their faces, and still holding the basketball in their arms.

"Mo~ther~fuck!"

Harley cursed indistinctly.

She saw clearly that the two boys across from her had received sandwiches from her this morning.

"Hahaha!" Crazy laughter came from the other end of the alley.

somewhat familiar

One of the two Iversons I met at noon today.

Harley immediately stopped struggling, making herself look more like a dead fish.

"Good job!" Iverson A came over and bumped fists with the two boys before taking out two 20-dollar green bills and handing them to the boys respectively.

The little black boy kissed the beautiful knife and said with a smile: "Boss James, if you have such a job in the future, remember to come to us again."

"Of course, you are experienced people!" Iverson A patted the two of them on the head affectionately and waved them away.

The little white boy holding the basketball gestured "OK" with his free hand, and ran away with the little black boy.

"Bang bang bang!" Iverson A looked vicious and kicked Harley three times in the waist.

"Gudong, Gudong." The experience jar filled up with one-fifth of the experience. Harley groaned in pain, but was surprised to find that her body was gradually regaining control.

Just when she was about to explode and attack, Iverson A took a few steps back, pointed a gun at her head with his right hand, and turned on the phone with his left hand, "Boss, it's done."

Then, there was a series of footsteps, one after another, coming from both ends of the alley.

There was also a flashlight swaying back and forth.

——This is an ambush circle, attacking from both front and back to ensure nothing goes wrong.

Harley held back and continued to pretend to be dead.

"GCPD, narcotics detective! You're surrounded, put down-ugh!"

Both sides were shocked.

Harley was shocked that the visitor was actually the GCPD!

The GCPD running from the front were surprised that the "big owl" had been subdued.

"What's going on?" The young GCPD looked at Iverson A.

Iverson A shrugged and spread his hands, "It's a small effort, no need to thank me."

"Captain Reeves, the owl has been subdued, your informant is really good!" the young police officer said to his colleagues who were walking towards him in surprise.

Reeves didn't even look at Harley on the ground. He walked up to the young anti-narcotics officer with a kind smile, patted him on the shoulder, and praised him: "Vince, you have a bright future! You have cracked up one after another in just two months after joining the job." Four major cases of drug trafficking and drug trafficking, who will be promoted if you don’t promote them?”

"Including this time, it's five." Guozilian corrected.

"Hehehe, this time it's all the captain's fault, I didn't do anything." Vince said with a silly smile on his face.

Cuntou Reeves came closer to him again, put his arm around his shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "Tell me, how many Du Pings do you plan to seize this time?"

"What?" Vince was confused.

The Chinese-character face stretched out his hand to Iverson B on the side, and Iverson B immediately took out a bag of white noodles from his backpack and handed it over.

The Chinese-character face shook it in his hand, threw it on Harley, and said with a smile: "One kilogram, is it enough?"

The confusion on Vince's face instantly turned to panic, and his eyes slowly moved from the Chinese-character face, to the sarcastic Iverson A, to the smiling Iverson B, to the captain with a sinister smile on his lips.

"This" his voice was dry and hoarse.

"Thom, how can one kilogram be enough?" Captain Reeves said in feigned anger: "Brother Vince is an expert in anti-drugs!

Keep a calm mind, follow the clues, and let the small fish catch the big fish.

In the past two months, our place has been raided four times. In which case did the loss not exceed 100 kilograms? "

At this point, he couldn't hold on to the fake smile on his face. He first took away Vince's pistol and threw it on the ground, then bit him on the shoulder, like a hungry animal, biting crazily, with oozing oozing out of his mouth. Human snores.

"Ahhh!" Vince screamed, trying to struggle, but he was hugged by the captain and tied tightly, unable to move at all.

"Okay, Reeves, calm down. Even if Du Ping is taken back to the police station, won't she still be in our hands?" he said with a frown.

Captain Cuntou spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and cursed: "You can only get back half of what you sent in, and you've lost millions!"

"You are anti-narcotics police, Captain Reeves, you are the 'Anti-drug Pioneer' commended by the mayor!" Vince pressed his shoulders and howled in collapse.

"Fake, the mayor gave me the commendation only because he and the city council took the big prize."

Cun Tou patted his face and said sarcastically: "Why do you think he commended me?

Yes, I got the medal just because I captured enough Du Ping that year.

The more I seize, the more goods the police department will deliver, and the more goods will be delivered, the more dollars there will be. Can that bastard give me a medal without being happy?

If it weren't for you, a bastard, causing trouble, I would still be rated as a model worker this year! "

"No, I don't believe it. You're talking nonsense. It's impossible!" Vince shook his head wildly, a little hysterical.

"I've made it so clear, this idiot still doesn't believe it." Captain Cun Tou pointed at the young police officer and laughed at the Chinese character face.

"All young people who have just graduated from the police academy are like this. When we first entered the police station, there was no difference between him and us."

The expression and tone of the Chinese character's face are very bland.

"Same as us?" Captain Reeves sneered: "That depends on his next choice."

"Vince, pick up your gun and kill her." He pointed at Harley in the corner.

"Why? She's not a drug dealer." Vince yelled.

"Yes, she is not a drug dealer, but a kind and upright little nun. Only by killing such a person can you join us." Guo Zilian said.

"Join you?" Vince was confused.

"I feel upset when I see him, why not kill him?" Cun Tou's eyes were filled with anger.

The Chinese character shook his head, "The boss specifically told me that Vince is very good at anti-drugs. He is a rare talent. I really made a mistake at the beginning."

"You are selling drugs, and you want to recruit me to arrest drugs?" The young police detective became even more confused.

"You stupid idiot, we don't do anti-drugs, so where can we get the goods from?" Captain Cun Tou kicked Vince in the butt and ass.

Vince suddenly understood, "You want me to sweep Maroni's place and then take the captured Du Ping and sell it myself?"

Guozi Lian said calmly: "Maroni is not the main target. Gotham is an international metropolis, with the largest Du Ping consumer market in the United States, and drug lords from all over the world are trying to enter it every moment.

We mainly scan their goods, and many times Maroni will provide timely and useful information to them.

Of course, if the monthly turnover is too low, we will also take action against Maroni. After all, we are accustomed to big fish and meat, and we cannot stand the feeling of hunger. "

"It's too dark. Is there no justice in Gotham? If there is, where is it? If not, why does the police academy always teach us to protect the law and justice?" The young police detective looked desperate.

"There's so much nonsense, are you going to do it or not?" Guozilian was also a little impatient, and winked at Iverson B next to him, who immediately pointed the gun at Vince.

Vince's pupils shrank and he said nervously: "If you kill me, how will you explain it to the other detectives in the police station? They all know that I am going on a mission with you tonight."

"What are you telling me? This is the tradition of the GCPD, do you understand?"

Captain Inchou looked at him and sneered again and again, "Every outstanding police officer who enters the Gotham Police Department from the police academy must prove that he is a gregarious GCPD as soon as he joins the team."

"Sociable?" Vince seemed to have thought of something, and his whole face was covered with fear. "Does every new member of the police station have to surrender to the old man and kill an innocent person?"

"How could such a good thing happen?" Captain Cuntou sneered.

"A good thing?" Vince was about to collapse and shouted in tears: "You are all crazy!"

"Of course it's a good thing," Guozi nodded sternly, "Only the best police officers are qualified to join.

Only after you have submitted a certificate of investment and proved that you are gregarious can you join the group, and only after joining the group can you get the dividends.

We only need elites who are useful to us and can create profits.

Your graduation grades from the police academy were very poor. Your GPA was only 2.4, which was a full 1.4 below the standard line of 3.8!

I thought you would be an invisible person who just joined the job and was waiting to get his pension. Who would have thought that you are poor in cultural studies but have outstanding practical ability.

In just two months, we peeled off the cocoon, followed the clues, and captured four of our secret caches and drug warehouses. "

Vince smiled bitterly, "I really have no other choice?"

"What do you think?" he asked with a Chinese character face.

Vince's expression changed several times, and he was struggling fiercely in his heart.

"I don't want to die." He knelt on the ground with a thud, covered his face and cried bitterly.

The Chinese-character face smiled, and the short-haired captain and the two Iversons relaxed.

They knew he had made his choice.

In fact, it is not difficult to make a choice.

Either he was rich and powerful, or he was shot in a shabby and dirty alley with a stigma.

Any fool knows how to choose.

"Can you change someone? I believe in Christ and cannot harm clergy." Vince said in a dull voice.