I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 142

It was late at night on the second day of Bruce's stay at Harley's place.

The World's No. [-] Fighting Arena is still open for business, and it is still full of guests.

There was a lot of people downstairs, and Harry's office on the second floor was very quiet, only old Gibbs and Harry.

"Boss, Mrs. Shangdu's information has been investigated. It is unexpectedly simple, and her home phone number and home address can even be found in the yellow pages."

Harry sat on the boss chair, most of his attention was on the video wall, where the monitoring information from all over the fighting arena was transmitted.

The strange thing is that she is now wearing a protective armor made of carbon nanomaterials.

"This is not beyond my expectation. She is exorcising demons in Greenwich Village. Of course it should be easy to find. What I want is not her phone number and address."

After pondering for a moment, Harry simply spoke his mind.

"Madame Shangdu is a great magician, and I want to get close to her.

But the mage has a weird temper, easy to communicate, but hard to talk to.

I want to find out her personality, habits, and hobbies, and then visit her later. When I get to know each other well and have a relationship foundation, I can ask her for magic knowledge. "

Old Gibbs smiled and said, "Boss, don't worry, I'm not a vegetarian either. It's impossible to only investigate her phone number and address in a few days."

With that said, he handed over a document.

"This is a confession obtained from people in the neighborhood who are familiar with her. There are things she has done, people she knows, and activities she has participated in. It almost includes most of her social circle."

Flipping through the document for a while, a smile appeared on Harry's face.

"In three days, I'm going to the Wayne Group's charity gala. She actually likes this tune."

"Beep, beep, beep——" Suddenly, a screen on the video wall went dark, and the alarm sounded quickly in the room.

Instead of a black screen, the surveillance camera was lost and there was no video signal.

"Well, the guest is finally here." Harry's eyes lit up, and he threw the document on the table casually.

"Boss, do you want to call back the gunmen who were patrolling outside?" Old Gibbs asked worriedly, looking at the screen wall.

In the effort of these two sentences, another screen lost the camera.

Obviously, the enemy is advancing rapidly towards the rooftop.

"no need."

Harley put on the owl glasses, connected to the audio communication in the fighting arena, and whispered a few words.

When she left the office, there were already eight gunmen waiting in the corridor.

Not much nonsense, she ran to the stairway first, and the gunman followed closely without saying a word.

"Bang bang bang-"

As soon as they climbed to the third floor, there were gunshots and wailing from the rooftop.

Harry subconsciously quickened his pace, but the moment he stepped onto the fourth floor, a chill crept into his heart.

She stopped and looked left and right, but no enemy was found in the infrared view of the owl glasses.

"BOSS?" The younger brother behind him asked doubtfully.

They all knew about today's mission, and they were very anxious when they heard the screams of their companions on the rooftop.

Harry raised his hand to stop them, put his hands together, jumped onto the railing of the stairs, and lowered his head to carefully look at the concrete floor.

The warehouse converted into a fighting arena has decades of history. Although the concrete floor has been cleaned, it still looks dirty and gray and black.

"It's so vicious! No wonder the 50 security guards at Wayne Manor have also become decorations."

An extremely thin line runs across the third step at the corner. The thin line is less than five centimeters from the ground, and the key is hidden in the right-angle shadow of the steps.

Don't even look at it, even if you walk over, you may not be able to step on it.

But one person can't step on it, and ten people will always be able to trigger the booby trap behind the thin line.

That's right, a thin wire connected to a booby trap.

The stairs are in a zigzag shape, and the group of them just ran under the booby trap.

When the gunshots rang out from the rooftop, they were all in a hurry, not in the mood to observe carefully.

And now at midnight, there are lights in the corridor, but this blind spot cannot be illuminated.

The thin wire is not metal, but the booby trap has metal parts. Harry's owl glasses can see it, but the stair railing is also metal. Almost caught.

Leaving a younger brother to defuse the bomb, Harley slowed down and continued to move forward.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi -" Climb up to the roof, the first thing you can smell is the strong smell of blood, but next to your ears are the screams of bullets and the muffled sound of silencers.

Harry didn't dodge or dodge, and rushed out of the stairs.

Then a grenade flew towards her.
Harry's mouth curved into a sneer.

The assassin destroyed the camera on the bright side, but Archimedes in the water tower has been working, and the infrared image has already been transmitted to the owl glasses.

She "watched" the assassin throwing the grenade, so when she rushed up, she made a front bridge in the clouds (similar to a front flip), and in mid-air, she caught the melon with one foot and kicked it back accurately.

"Oh, no—"

"BOOOM!"

Before the assassins could howl, there was an explosion, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

And before Harley's Yunli front bridge landed, even when his head was still facing down, he fired four shots with both hands and guns "bang bang bang bang".

"Putong, putong, putong—" Three men and women who were dressed in the same way as those on the first floor had their heads blown off.

"Keep alive!" Bruce shouted nervously in the glass room.

A total of eight assassins, four disguised as guests, came up from the first floor, and the other four climbed up from the side corners through flying claws.

There were originally five gunmen arranged by Harry outside the glass room, but they failed to survive a round and were shot and killed by silenced pistols.

By the time Bruce, Kitten, and Ah Fu in the glass room reacted, the assassin was already close to the door.

Then Harley jumped out suddenly, kicked the grenade flying, and killed three killers blocking the stairway. He was in mid-air and exploded the heads of three more killers.

So crisp and neat, the British special soldier Ah Fu was dumbfounded.

He was still worried before, the enemy had the advantage of the terrain, and Harley came from below. He even began to blame Harry in his heart for not listening to his plan and refusing to hide dozens of gunmen in the glass room.

At this time, the battle situation was completely unexpected, Ah Fu was sluggish, and Bruce was the first to recover, and then shouted "be merciful".

"Bang bang bang bang——" The remaining two assassins, a man and a woman, squatted under the glass wall, shooting at Harry.

Harley threw away the pistol, pulled out the baton from his waist, swung the end of the baton, and trotted towards the assassin.

"Handsome." Bruce murmured.

The bullet landed on Harry without leaving any sparks, and bounced off immediately.

"Ah!" The male assassin seemed to lose control of his mentality, howled, and rushed towards Harry.

Harry turned sideways, raised his leg and swept the assassin's knee.

"Plop!" The male assassin lost his balance and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, Harley hit him on the back of the head with a stick.

The female assassin with ponytail, who looked quite iconic, turned around and ran towards the edge of the roof, and the flying claws were still there.

Harry swung his right arm sharply, and the telescopic stick was like a black thunderbolt. With a "bang", it suddenly hit the female assassin's knee socket.

"Boom—" the assassin's head hit the ground and fell firmly.

Harry walked over and kicked her hard on the temple with the soft leather armored boot.

With a muffled grunt, the person passed out.

And at this time, all nine of her little brothers climbed up from the stairs.

Bruce, Alfred, and Selena stood side by side behind the bulletproof glass wall, with complex expressions on their faces.

Harley waved to Ah Fu, jokingly said: "007, come out and check the assassin's teeth, nails, or other places, don't let them kill themselves."

"Oh" Ah Fu was stunned, and ran to the gate to open it.

"You should listen to me and hide a group of gunmen in the house. Look at the glass wall. Although it is bulletproof, it is about to shatter after a few rounds of bullets."

After Ah Fu came out, he pointed to the potholed glass wall and complained.

"I really doubt that your murderous experience as a special soldier is bragging."

Harry pointed angrily at the tall buildings across the road, "Did you see that? As a sniper point, it's too far away, but it's easy to use a telescope to observe the situation here.

I put people in the house, and the other party will only send more people, or resort to crueler means, for example, a rocket. "

Ah Fu frowned and looked around, feeling embarrassed.

If you have a high-power telescope, I'm afraid you can really see here.
"You deliberately stayed on the second floor to paralyze the enemy?"

"Of course, everyone in Gotham reads the news on Bali Street. If I didn't show up on the second floor, would this group of shrunken turtles dare to stroke my beard?" Harry said proudly.

Ah Fu sighed, stopped talking, squatted down and handcuffed the assassin's hands first, and then carefully checked her body.

"You have calculated so much, why didn't you calculate that these people are completely unstoppable?" Bruce walked over, looking sadly at the gunman in the "H" T-shirt in a pool of blood.

Harry smiled strangely, approached Bruce, and whispered in his ear: "I just want them to die!

'Miss Halle' is famous in Gotham, and many black bastards have come to join her.

I am the leader of the villains myself, and I cannot brazenly start killing people just because they are villains.

But let them go, they will continue to do evil in other places, it is better to stay by your side as cannon fodder. "

Bruce intuitively felt that the girl was exhaling like blue, but he didn't have any thoughts in his heart, instead he felt cold all over.

"You" he swallowed hard, "maybe there are other ways."

"Let the law judge them?" Harry sneered, "Don't be stupid, I am a lawbreaker myself. Besides, if they don't die, the assassin can feel at ease?"

"What are you mumbling about? Detective Gordon called to inquire about the situation." Selena shouted at the door.

"Ah Fu, are you interrogating, or are you handing it over to me?" Harry asked.

"I'm going to ask her myself!" Bruce said excitedly.

Ten minutes later, there was an empty training room on the third floor.

The black female assassin with ponytail was tied to a chair, a bucket of ice water was poured on her head, and she woke up in a trance.

"Who are you? Why did you kill my parents?" Bruce asked anxiously.

"You are not our target." The female assassin turned to Selena.

"I know, it's me!" Kitten sneered.

Seeing the pride in her eyes, the black girl assassin's pupils shrank, "Don't tell me you didn't see the killer's appearance clearly?"

Gordon frowned, stepped forward to stand between the kitten and the assassin, and said in a deep voice, "Now we are interrogating you."

"Hehehe" the black girl assassin laughed mockingly.

"It's very troublesome. This is a stubborn problem. I'm afraid conventional methods won't have much effect." Ah Fu whispered to Harley.

"Does the Wayne Corporation have any Veritaserum or something?" Harry asked.

"Probably not, my company only does formal business." Bruce said.

Gordon began to roll up his sleeves, "Go out and wait, give me a little personal space."

People do what they say.

Half an hour later, Gordon came out sweating profusely, his fists were stained with blood, and his white shirt was also splattered with blood.

"Both of them are ruthless characters, and they won't even say a word." He was frustrated.

"Maybe, you can try black magic." Harry hesitated.

(End of this chapter)