Marvel, who rescued him? !

Taylor, whose left arm was wrapped in a bandage, sat at the dining table. After pouring in the milk, he stirred the cornflakes in the bowl with his right hand.

Beside Taylor, the pouting Harley Quinn opened the cap of the vodka bottle, grinned strangely, and poured the wine into the bowl in front of her.

Watching Harley Quinn indifferently as she stuffed a large spoonful of cornflakes into her mouth, Taylor shook his head speechlessly and asked:

"How does it taste to you?"

"It's delicious!" The muscles on Harley Quinn's neck twitched. She forced herself to control her expression and swallowed the cornflakes in her mouth. She looked at Taylor with a pair of big eyes and a smile on her face. She pushed her vodka nachos toward Taylor and said:

"Boss! Try it! This is my newly discovered delicacy. This thing is really delicious! Really - I'm not lying to you, I have successfully fallen in love with it and can't help myself~"

"Oh? Really?" Taylor glanced at the innocent smile on Harley Quinn's face and said:

"I don't believe you. If you think it tastes good, just eat more. Maybe next time, I will try it."

"Are you really going to try it?" Harley Quinn pulled back the vodka cornflakes and ate another spoonful. Her cheeks were slightly red, and then she looked at Taylor expectantly and said:

"How about you try a spoonful now~"

Tyler ate his cornflakes from his bowl with a grim look on his face.

It's just my lie. I will never eat something that doesn't taste good.

Of course, Harley Quinn didn't know what Taylor was thinking. She fantasized about her plan to trick Taylor sooner or later. She ate the vodka cornflakes in the bowl with an excited smile on her face.

Taylor, who finished the cornflakes first, waved his hand and the bowl automatically flew into the dishwasher.

The battle at that time did cause Taylor to be seriously injured. Although he lost his immortality, his [pen power] and super powers made Taylor's body still far stronger than that of ordinary heroes, and he also had good recovery power.

It's only a matter of time before things get back to business as usual.

After moving the fingers of his left hand a few times, Taylor waved, and the world map flew over from the desk, floating in the air between Taylor and Harley Quinn.

Jiaying, strangers, where will those strangers hiding on earth hide?

It's a pity that none of the aliens Taylor has seen, whether they are aliens, Kree or Skrulls, match Taylor's system list, so if he wants to find these damn alien parasites, he must Just put more thought into it.

Alien…Moon…

Taylor narrowed his eyes slightly. No matter where the aliens on the earth would hide, Taylor was sure that the aliens on the moon would definitely know, and what the aliens did on the earth had nothing to do with the aliens on the moon. , then I’m afraid even a fool wouldn’t believe it...

Therefore, it seems that I must choose a time to go to the moon.

Holding the vodka cornflakes, Harley Quinn panned and appeared next to Taylor. The rosy-cheeked Harley Quinn rested on Taylor's shoulder, looking at the map floating in front of Taylor innocently, and asked curiously:

"Boss~~What are you doing?"

A hot air of alcohol smell blew onto Taylor's face. The smell made Taylor couldn't help but clench his right fist, then he looked down into Harley Quinn's eyes and said:

"you're drunk?"

"Huh? I'm drunk?!" Harley Quinn's eyes widened. She picked up the vodka cornflakes in her hand and took a big sip, defending:

"I'm Harley Quinn. You bastard, have you ever read DC comics? Can Harley Quinn get drunk with just one bottle of vodka? At least two bottles are needed."

But she, Harley Quinn, has been locked up in a SHIELD sanatorium for several years. If she wants to drink, she really wants to eat.

"Gu~" Harley Quinn opened her mouth and burped, then said with a silly smile:

"Boss, tell me, am I the Joker's number one fan or Harley Quinn's number one fan?"

"You want to say that I am the number one fan of the Joker, but I have no special feelings for that lunatic, and I have never thought about saving him. But if you want to say that I am a fan of Harley Quinn, I feel like I can't argue with it.

My behavior pattern and way of doing things are like referencing comics, and the more comics I read, the more like her I become. I can't control myself from imitating her. I feel like I'm living in her shadow, ha. Hahahaha... happiness and pain coexist, but I feel sad and happy! "

After devouring the unpalatable cornflakes in the bowl, Harley Quinn shook her head on Taylor's shoulder, raised the bowl and handed it to Taylor:

"Boss! I want another bowl!"

"Barbara, you've eaten too much."

Tyler avoided Harley Quinn's breath full of alcohol, and the idea of ​​throwing Harley Quinn out of the door was brewing.

"Ah - Wuwuwuwuwu..." Next to Taylor, the drunk Harley Quinn cried bitterly. She grabbed Taylor's clothes and wiped her nose, and said sadly:

"Hiccup - I don't know why, the first time I saw you, I always felt that you were very familiar. It was like, like, like I had seen you somewhere before. Maybe it was a distant dream, maybe... In the past that was forgotten by me, I always felt that you were very familiar and close to me, but now, do you not want me anymore? Wuwuwu..."

Looking at Harley Quinn with pear blossoms, Taylor couldn't help but start to feel pity for her.

Tears stained her foundation, revealing her delicate face underneath, with the smell of alcohol coming out of her mouth, and the tears mixed with her eyeshadow fell down.

"Hey--"

It doesn’t look good when you cry and put on makeup.

Looking at Harley Quinn like this, Taylor sighed. Harley Quinn was like a wounded little wild cat. At this time, her whole body was releasing crazy charm, and she was so sad that it made people feel distressed.

Taylor, who was touched by Harley Quinn, raised his palm, gently pressed Harley Quinn's head, and pushed her aside without mercy.

Well, that's good, out of sight, out of mind.

What did you think of just now?

Oh~ By the way, go to the moon to find trouble with those aliens.

With a wave of his hand, he threw Harley Quinn into the bedroom, clenching her fists and closing the door tightly. Taylor stood up from the dining table with an expressionless face.

It's much cleaner now.

Ding-dong-

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and the person outside the door began to knock on the door very rhythmically.