[Comprehensive British and American] Did Avada take his life today?

After knowing that someone in Gotham was planning to deal with Avada, Arnold began to investigate, but the other party hid too deeply, and had no clue for several days.

Avada didn't tell the Red Hood or Batman about it.

Not all clues, either.

The ad was shown on a big screen in downtown Gotham, and it didn't look any different than usual, save for the familiar contraption mixed in with a bunch of chocolate wrappers.

It was the special magnetic field device that I had just seen a few days ago, and it was located next to the address of the chocolate processing factory in the advertisement.

The meaning to be expressed is self-evident.

The advertisement was only put up today, and it happened that Jason came back last night and said that today he would leave Gotham with Batman for a day.

What a coincidence, no one would believe it if it had nothing to do with it.

She sat alone in the coffee shop facing the screen in the business district, looking through Gotham's hazy weather all year round, the advertisements on the big screen were a little dazzling, making people have to squint a little to look straight, colorful candies The packaging combines a weird visual effect, which is a bit similar to the impactful and dramatic style of the clown.

She didn't tell Arnold what she had found, otherwise Arnold would never have let her out on her own.

"The level of their advertising design is really not that good."

"Chocolate is good enough."

"Have you heard? Today, all the chocolate stores in the city are offering a [-]% discount. It's a loss-making business. I don't know what day it is."

The young girls walked past outside talking and laughing, and intermittent voices drifted in from time to time. The vitality and exuberant vitality made Awada smile unconsciously, and his mood became very good.

The advertisement on the big screen outside has changed.

It is no longer colorful candies, but a map showing the distribution of discounted chocolate stores throughout Gotham City. Each store is marked with a red light, showing the real-time status of the store for a few seconds, and then returning to the full size of all the stores. on the graph.

The store sales are very hot, and it looks like an ordinary advertisement that is not smart at all.

Arvada didn't find anything unusual or where the hints were located.

This is the most abnormal.

She never doubted the lower limit of the Gotham villains, and Avada suddenly realized that if she chose to refuse the appointment, Harley Quinn would definitely do something crazy, and would drag the entire Gotham to be buried with her for refusing to attend the appointment.

She didn't want to see Gotham, the city that Batman and the others had devoted all their efforts and love to, completely destroyed.

There's no choice, and this isn't any date you can just pass up.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and Avada tapped the table regularly while deciding to tell Arnold about the current situation.

The candy factory must have a mature version of the magnetic field disruptor. What effect will the magnetic field disruptor have on her or Arnold's metal body? She has already seen it when she was Hydra, so there is no reason to drag Arnold along with her The only thing she can count on now is that Arnold must not come to rescue her alone.

She asked Arnold to contact the Avengers and Batman.

He casually hail a taxi at the entrance of the business district, report the destination that has been chanted in his mind for countless times, ignore Arnold's text messages to stop him one after another, and cover his silver hair with a hood , only the lower half of her small face could be seen under the shadows, she closed her eyes and meditated.

Until there were two "ZiZi" sounds on the radio, and suddenly the crazy voice of the Harley Quinn came.

"I hope you like my present, dear friends, does the chocolate taste delicious?"

The whole of Gotham seemed to have fallen into silence at this moment. All the electronic devices that could emit sound were filled with the sweet voice of Harley Quinn. It was soft and not sharp, but everyone who heard it seemed to be strangled.

The mother's expression changed, and she threw the candy in the child's hand far away on the ground; the young girls' expression changed, and they threw all the chocolates they just bought into the trash can; I don't know what they just ate.

The taxi driver shook his hand and almost hit the side guardrail.

"I'm really sorry that I disappeared for so long due to some reasons. Today is a celebration, to celebrate my return, to celebrate my first meeting with my friend, the World Trade Center." She paused, "As a celebration How can we do without fireworks?"

She laughed, and a few seconds later Gotham burst into fireworks, followed by screams and screams.

One of the "fireworks" was not far from where Awada and his car stopped.

It was a young girl, dressed very fashionably, obviously dressed for shopping, she was still laughing one second, and suddenly her whole body exploded in the next second, blood and flesh scattered, and a ray of light shot straight into the sky from her body, and finally It exploded in the sky and turned into beautiful fireworks.

The whole area on the ground smelled of blood, and even a few drops of blood splashed on the taxi window.

Everyone seemed to be choked by the throat, and the lady next to her was directly stunned. Even the well-informed Gotham people rarely see cruel, cruel, bloody, bloody scenes to this extent.

Harley Quinn's joyful voice came from the radio: "Lucky ones."

Awada's face was also ugly.

"Little Shimao, I will set off fireworks every half an hour until you come to the appointment."

Damn!

No one can tell how many people in Gotham City ate the discounted chocolates!

Awada tightly grasped the corner of the seat cover on the car, as if trying to crush it, the lower half of the exposed face could only see the bloodless lips.

"Speed ​​up and try to arrive within half an hour." Her voice was hoarse.

The driver was not stupid, he was startled when he heard the words, and looked at himself, a passenger who couldn't think about his identity, through the rearview mirror.

Can't see face.

Without asking or talking, I drove the taxi at the fastest speed, and the original 10-minute drive was abruptly compressed into half an hour.

"Drive away as fast as you can."

Even if Avada didn't remind him, the driver who deeply tabooed Gotham's rules of survival would not stop for a second.

It looks like an off-duty candy factory.

Awada walked in through the main entrance, and there was no guard at the entrance. It was as if she was walking at the gate of an abandoned factory, and it was eerily quiet.

The red brick wall seemed to have been splashed with red paint, like the work of the worst artist, with blood-like sticky paint dripping from the corner.

There is an exaggerated big sign at the door, with crooked words on it, and the whole scene is like playing the lowest horror movie.

The sign reads:

Pay attention to the special magnetic field area ahead!

Couldn't be more arrogant and straightforward.

Awada stood at the door, one step away was the door that opened wide.

"It's so fast, it's a pity..." Harley Quinn's voice was no longer coming from the radio this time, and she sounded a little regretful.

Similar to the clown, but not like it.

Avada still stood where she was, she looked up, and met the eyes of the Harley Quinn leaning on the railing on the second floor and looking down.

"Come in, dear." Harley Quinn looked at her with surprise eyes looking at her beloved toy, stretched out her hands to her, and showed a big smile.

Taking a step forward and entering the range of the building, the familiar feeling of uncontrollable body instantly swept over her whole body, which was not as immediate as when she was in Hydra. She felt that her body seemed to be an old body of old age.

The Harley Quinn on the second floor climbed over the railing and slid down the pillar dexterously. She leaned over, carrying a sweet and greasy fragrance full of presence, her pink-blue hair flicked with her movements, and reached out to Avada's neck And knead a few times around the chin.

"Ha, it's soft." Like a little girl who discovered a treasure, she chewed gum and blew a bubble in Avada's ear.

"Now, tell me, where did you hide my little pudding?"

"You'd better tell me obediently, because it determines whether I want to dismantle the little pudding you came to find me."

Awada sneered: "I can't find the clown even if you dismantle it. Are you angry? You can blow up the whole Gotham and let the clown be buried with him."

She clearly saw Harley Quinn's expression distorted by anger for a moment.

Harley Quinn suddenly drew closer, and pressed the small instrument in her hand to her neck.

I don't know what it is. After it was attached to the neck, it seemed to be forced into the drum washing machine. The dizziness was compressed in a short moment, and the vision was pitch black. It was too late to say a word, and the consciousness was completely withdrawn.

Is it so bad to lose consciousness completely?

When I opened my eyes again, I don’t know how long it has passed, and I can see the incomplete moon outside through the narrow window. She is not tied up, but there are several unknown machines around her. She tried her body and couldn’t move at all.

The surrounding area was empty, only the chair she was sitting on stood abruptly in the middle of the room. There was a sound at the door, and a few men who looked like thugs walked in with a machine.

Before that thing got close, Avada already felt very uncomfortable, as if several hands were pulling her body in different directions.

The Harley Quinn then walked in, holding her baseball bat, shaking the stick and making various movements flexibly. Seeing that Avada woke up, she waved the stick: "Are you awake, dear? See what I prepared for you. What."

The top of the baseball bat points toward the machine.

"You'll love it."

"Why don't you tell me? You won't have any chance to regret it later." She suddenly leaned over and faced Awada face to face. Even the curled eyelashes are clearly visible.

How could such a pretty girl be driven crazy by the clown!

Awada felt sorry for her.

"Or are you expecting the Red Hood to come and save you in time?" Harry giggled twice, "My pudding isn't here, so how could I allow anyone else to be there?"

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed past, and Awada was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was not an illusion caused by those machines that dazzled her.

Harley curled her pink hair with one hand. Years of fighting wits and courage with vigilantes gave her an extraordinary sixth sense. She turned her head suddenly, accompanied by the sound of her subordinates falling to the ground one after another, But after a while, the familiar figure jumped down from the second floor and landed steadily.

Harry unhurriedly supported the large machine that was brought in with one hand, his fingers twirling back and forth near the conspicuous red switch.

Red Hood exudes an icy aura all over his body, and he is extremely well equipped today, with almost an entire arsenal hanging on his body.

Awada also didn't understand why she was confused, and she also knew that it was not the time, but the moment she saw the red hood, her originally tense nerves were half relaxed.

"Are you here? It's just in time. I know you want to pull the trigger, come on, I'm so happy to have your little cutie buried with me." She stared at Red Hood's upraised hand, and even threw herself into the I sent it forward, but the hand on the switch was always firmly in place, and it seemed that it might be pressed at any time.

If he pressed it, Avada had no doubt that he would be torn apart by the magnetic field distributed in this room immediately.

etc! ?When did she become a cutie in the red hood? ?

The inexplicable shame made Awada dare not look at the red hood.

"What do you want?" Red Hood asked in a deep voice.

With his sensitive hearing, Awada could hear his slightly rapid breathing due to his sudden arrival.

"Of course it's my dear little pudding." She blinked nervously at the red hood, but those extraordinarily beautiful eyes made people feel shuddering at this moment, she chuckled lightly, "Now I'm going to ask for some interest, as You ruined my planned compensation. Let me see what he'd do if it was pudding..."

She glanced back and forth between the Avada and the red hood, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a huge candy graffiti on a wall, her eyes lit up, and she grinned, "I see! It's a multiple-choice question."

"Please choose between your little girl and Gotham City thousands or tens of thousands of people, who knows, in short, please make a choice between the two, and I will give you a one-minute countdown. I hope you don't make a choice."

"Countdown begins!"

She seemed to have discovered some interesting toy, dropped the baseball bat in her hand, and waited for Red Hood to make a choice.

"There is simply no hesitation." Awada sneered, breaking the calm first.

"It seems that your information is incomplete. Even I don't know how to kill me. Being torn apart is not the end."

Harley Quinn didn't give her even a single glance, but tapped the button without hesitation.

The red hood trembled, his heart beat like a drum, and he subconsciously took a step forward.

"Harlequin!" He gritted his teeth, his eyes tinged with murderous intent.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to kill Harley Quinn is actually a good choice.

However, the person concerned was not afraid, and even giggled twice after noticing his moving forward.

Avada is not feeling well at all, she has a feeling that if Harley Quinn increases the strength of that machine, the main body hidden in the outskirts of Gotham will fly over uncontrollably, and then it really cannot escape the fate of being torn apart .

Harley Quinn presses on, "15 seconds, as long as I press two more times, your little girl will really turn into a pile of broken iron and cement lime in front of you."

"Damn it!" He almost wrote "I won't let you go" on his face, even through the mask, the emotion was clearly conveyed.

"There's no need to hesitate, it's not one or two people, Xiaohong." Avada couldn't move, otherwise she wanted to punch Harley Quinn even if she couldn't fight.

"Five seconds."

Red Hood closed his eyes, and he agreed with what Avada said less than a minute ago.That's right, there's no hesitation here, the choice between one person and thousands of others can't even be called a choice.

But he didn't expect it to be so difficult to say, the answer seemed to be stuck in his throat, especially when he saw Avada so calmly stating that he should choose someone else, he felt he couldn't hold his breath.

He punched the wall next to him, even knowing that Awada couldn't see his eyes, he subconsciously looked away, not to look at the little girl whose eyes were completely silent at this time.

In fact, if he looked over, he would find that Avada was really not afraid, and was even very relieved about the inevitable result, as if he had finally settled a regret, and was even full of satisfaction.

This time she finally couldn't do anything anymore.

Besides, it's just a choice, and she won't die.

She smiled, her silver hair glowing golden in the sunlight that streamed in through the window.

Red Hood's suppressed voice sounded beside his ear, "I choose, Gotham."

It was like a sentence that was bitten out with great strength.

How ridiculous, he finally made the same choice as the old bat.