I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 137 Someone Wants to Kill Harry Alive

In August, around five o'clock in the afternoon, it was sunny.

The asphalt road ahead was steaming with waves of heat under the hot sun, and the world in front of me seemed to be rippling on the waves.

"Whew, wheeze." Bruce ran hard, his face was as red as a boiled crab, and sweat flowed down his cheeks into a stream.

He felt like a rapidly turning boiler about to explode.

It's about to explode.

But he still gritted his teeth, controlled his legs with will, and kept up with the curly-haired girl in front.

His physical strength was not so bad before, but since his parents died and Halle left school, his physical fitness and table tennis coaches have long been dismissed, and he hasn't exercised for a long time.

If you stay at home and "experience fear", you will be useless.

"Hoo hoo." Seeing the familiar building in front of her, Selena slowed down, looked around, and couldn't help but feel more relaxed when she didn't see the pursuer.

"Okay, we're safe, Bruce, stop." She put her hands on her knees and turned to the running boy.

Bruce also slowed down when he heard the words, looked back vigilantly, and then looked at the huge "No. [-] Fighting Field in the World" billboard in front of him, with a very complicated expression on his face.

"Maybe, we should call the police," he gasped.

Selena brushed her sweaty sideburns behind her ears, glared at him, and said with disdain: "I always thought you were very smart, but now it seems that I overestimated you.

Even if you are a prince who has been living in the castle, at least you have seen the news about the siege of Harry by the GCPD on Bali Street. "

Bruce's complexion changed, the Bali Street shootout completely changed his impression of the two "persons".

The first is naturally the murderous Harley after blackening, and the other is the lawless defender of the law, GCPD.

He knew better than Celina how bad the GCPD's behavior was that day, because Halle's lawyer was hired by him.

The lawyer represented Halle in the lawsuit against the Abbey and the Crusaders, and he was involved in the process.

It can be said that all legal matters were entrusted to him by Harry.

But the lawsuit was still going on, and the GCPD suddenly turned around and labeled the plaintiff as a wanted criminal.

"Can the people who chased us buy off the GCPD like the crusaders?" He was not sure.

"Don't say stupid things." Selena looked at him with contempt, stepped forward and took his arm to walk towards the pier.

"The killers rushed into Wayne Manor and massacred your security guards wantonly, how arrogant are they?

In Gotham, such an arrogant force can definitely control the GCPD. "

Bruce said helplessly, "At least call Ah Fu."

"Harry has a phone."

On the side of the road [-] meters away from the fighting arena, they encountered the first gunman wearing a T-shirt with the letter "H".

Instead of patrolling in the sun, he lay comfortably in the air-conditioned car and listened to music.

When he caught sight of Selena, he waved his hand and said hello.

"Who's he?" Bruce asked for the first time here.

"Harry's little brother. Pay attention, anyone who has the letter 'H' on their chest, or wears a brooch or buttons with the letter 'H' is hers."

Selena envied: "She is different now, counting the signed boxers, she can command four to five hundred elite fighters.

The land we are stepping on now is one of her territories. "

Bruce was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I still prefer the old Harley."

"You still like her?" The kitten turned around, stared at him with rounded eyes.

Bruce was stunned for a moment before he explained, "I didn't mean that."

"You said you liked her, and you still quibble?"

"Please contact the context, it's obviously not the meaning you imagined." Bruce said helplessly.

"What context to contact, you speak clearly, I can hear clearly!"

"Oh!" Bruce's head hurt a little.

"Sister Cat, welcome!"

The two walked through the parking lot dully. As soon as they approached the gate, the glass door opened from the inside. The two greasy-faced white guys greeted Selena with a smile.

Selena nodded casually and looked around.

Seeing Ivy looking down at the ticket window, her eyes lit up, and she immediately pulled Bruce over.

"Hey, Ivy, what book are you reading?"

"Ah, kitty, you are here!" Ivy smiled and covered the book on the table, "Harry and I decided to go to Gotham University as auditors, and we are getting familiar with the courses now."

"Botany?" Bruce glanced at the cover and asked curiously, "Harry didn't even finish high school, can she understand college courses?"

Ivy asked without answering: "Are you Bruce Wayne? What are you doing here? I heard from Harley that the boxing ring opened that day and invited your 'friend' to share the joy and glory with her, but you declined. "

The young master looked embarrassed, and stammered: "I was hunted down, and Selena brought me here. Perhaps, Harley knows who they are."

Harry had indeed invited him that day.

But he felt that the big brother version of her was too strange, completely inconsistent with his values ​​and aesthetics, and he didn't even ask Ah Fu to send a flower basket.

"You are the prince of Gotham, powerful and powerful, who would dare to chase you down?" Ivy sneered.

"I don't know, so I want to ask Harry."

Selena glanced at her embarrassed boyfriend, frowned and asked, "What is Harry doing?"

Ivy said: "There will be a king of kings competition tonight, and she is adjusting her state in the meditation room."

"Looks like I'll have to wait a few hours." Selena sighed.

"What is the King of Kings Competition?" Bruce asked curiously.

"Hey, don't keep chatting at the ticket office, I want to sign up for the King of Kings boxing match!" A black man behind said impatiently.

The man was 24, tall and tall, carrying a sports backpack. The dreadlocks hanging down to his shoulders were dyed in color, and he had a mustache around his lips. He had handsome facial features that are rare among blacks.

What is particularly eye-catching are the two large pectoral muscles and six-pack abs that are drawn out by the tight short sleeves.

Selena pulled Bruce aside and said in a low voice, "You wait here for a while, I'll go up and find Harry."

"Do you have an ID card?" Ivy asked.

The identity card is the rating certificate for the fighters in the world's No. [-] fighting arena.

There is no need for a real physical card, as long as the name is reported, there will be his information in the boxing fighter database.

"No, I just came today." The man said.

"What about the referral card?"

Other boxers are guaranteed, and you can recommend masters to directly participate in the king of kings competition.

In fact, the entry threshold is very low. After all, Harley needs experience. The more fighters, the more experience.

The man continued to shake his head.

"So, can you report your name on the road? You know, the King of Kings Tournament can challenge 'Gotham's No. [-] boxing champion Harley'.

Based on this alone, players definitely need certain qualifications. "Ivy asked skillfully.

The man showed obvious hesitation.

Ivy smiled and said, "Don't worry, Sister Halli personally promises to keep the boxer's information strictly confidential."

Bruce thought the man would refuse, because he didn't think Ivy's words were convincing at all.

But the man immediately made a decision and said: "I am a dead shooter, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Ivy tapped a few times on the keyboard and said with a smile: "So it's you, you are from Naihe Island, Freud?"

"You even know my name?" the young man Sishe asked in surprise.

"Death Shooter" is his code name, and he wears a mask every time he takes on a mission, using his code name instead of his name.

"Hey." Ivy smiled without saying a word.

In fact, she doesn't understand why Harley has been spending huge sums of money to collect information on all people with criminal records in Gotham.

It's okay to be a big boss with a big name, but she cares about even the little ones who are not famous.

"Deadshot, your name is worth a 'Supervisor Card'. You can come here to challenge Sister Halli directly at any time without being selected.

Of course, the premise is that there happens to be a king of kings competition that night. "Ivy laughed.

Deadshot nodded in satisfaction and left.

"What's a police card?" Bruce couldn't help asking.

Ivy said: "We use Gotham's powerful figures as symbols to classify fighters.

For example, the lowest-level GCPD patrol card, the second-level serious crime team detective card, the third-level sheriff card, the fourth-level police supervisor card, and the fifth-level Lobka are the director Lob. "

"Any more?"

Ivy smiled strangely, "Are you sure you want to listen?"

Bruce had a bad feeling, but still nodded sullenly.

"Sixth, the mayor's card, seventh, the Roman card, which is His Excellency Falcone, and the eighth, Wayne card."

"What do you mean?" Bruce asked grimly.

"Don't you know Wayne has the title 'King of Gotham'?"

Of course Bruce had, he'd heard it countless times growing up, but he'd always hated it.

"I never feel that I am superior to others. Gotham belongs to the people of Gotham, and Wayne is just a part of the people." The young master said in a deep voice.

"As you please." Ivy said casually.

"I think you should change your names." The young master said seriously.

"It has nothing to do with you, does it?" Ivy frowned.

"You are slandering Wayne's reputation." The young master said solemnly.

"No change! No change no matter what." Ivy poked her neck.

The young master gritted his teeth, turned his head to look around, smiled slightly, and said, "Maybe I should buy this warehouse, or this pier."

Ivy's expression became a little strange, "The pier belongs to your Wayne Group."

"Really? I don't know very well." The young master blushed slightly, turned his head, and said in embarrassment: "If you change your name, I will waive your rent for three years."

"The wharf is yours, but this building is not. We are not in the storage business now, so we don't need the wharf at all."

Then, without waiting for Bruce to raise the price again, Ivy sneered: "Look at you, you still refuse to admit that you are the big ghost (king) of Gotham?"

Bruce said slowly: "Don't slander me, I just have a little money, and I don't use money to bully others.

Well, it’s all voluntary, fair trade.”

"You, are you Bruce Wayne?" At this time, another applicant came over.

She is a tall, muscular Asian woman with well-proportioned muscles, 23 years old, with long hair and shoulders, beautiful facial features, and a pair of big eyes that are extremely energetic.

When You Qi stared at Bruce, his sharpness was like two samurai swords.

"What's the matter?" Bruce took two steps back warily.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not here for you today." The woman smiled faintly, handed a card to Ivy, and said: "Arrange me for the last scene, if I play too early, others will have no chance."

"You're so arrogant, you just got a 'Norbuka' from someone else, and you actually want to beat boxing champion Harley." Ivy sullenly said.

The woman grinned and said in a relaxed tone: "Little sister, it's not taking, it's robbing.

In the entire Gotham, the highest-level card is currently the 'Director Card'.

Otherwise, I'd be happy to pick a 'Wayne Card' holder.

Also, after tonight, there will be no more Harley Quinn in the world, and I will beat her to death.

As for why.
I have always felt that doing your best in the ring is the greatest respect for your opponent.

Moreover, as a person from the Celestial Dynasty, he is extremely sensitive to titles such as number one in the world and boxing champion.

Sorry, these two titles are her way of death. "

"I understand, you are a lunatic. Report your name, so as not to die in ignorance." Ivy was not angry anymore.

"Well, just call me Lady Shiva."

　Ms. Shiva is the number one martial artist in the DC universe, and Batman at her peak is no match for her, and Shiwa probably isn't at her peak yet.

　　Her physical fitness surpassed that of ordinary people, but she was not as good as Harley, but her skills definitely crushed Harley.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)