I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 210 The warrior who is determined to slay the dragon is actually the guardian in the eyes of the dragon

A gray hooded priest's robe, with a huge bright red cross printed on the chest or on the cape.

In terms of attire, it is at least seven or eight points similar to the Holy Crusaders of that day.

There are more than 200 people, lined up neatly in the dark, even breathing is barely audible.

"Angel of Death, you shouldn't have brought her before us."

Among the church fighters, a tall old man with a two-handed sword stepped out, staring at Barbara sharply.

Galavan bowed to the old soldier and explained: "Elder, whether it is the Galavan family or the Order of St. Dumas, there will always be a day when it will be revealed to the people of Gotham.

Barbara is someone who can be completely trusted and an important part of our plan. "

"It is true that we will not hide in the dark forever, but now is not the time." The elder said.

"I'm Theo's lover, he brought me here for no other purpose than to help me gain some confidence.

Now I understand that I am fighting for a sacred organization and a noble goal, which fills me with fighting spirit and courage. "Barbara said generously.

The elder has nothing to say about such a girl who understands the general situation.

He sighed and waved to the team of more than 200 people behind him.

"Bring them here."

Four soldiers came out and dragged out two men and women dressed in ordinary white-collar clothes but covered in blood.

"Angel of Death, you are being targeted." The elder said in a deep voice.

"By whom?" Galavan's face changed slightly. "I have been very cautious. Except for Jerome, I hardly showed any flaws."

The elder frowned and said, "When the two were exploring the mansion, they were discovered by the soldiers who were stationed in the dark.

After extorting a confession through the most brutal torture, he still refused to confide a word. "

"Hiss!" Galavan gasped, and said solemnly, "They must come from a powerful and strict organization. Does Gotham have such an organization?"

The elder looked at Barbara, "Do you know?"

Barbara thought about it: "First of all, exclude the Heibang family. As long as they give money, they can even betray the boss, and there are no dead men at all; secondly, ordinary government agencies, such as GCPD and tax bureau, can also be excluded. Worse than Heibang.

Finally, the bodyguards and security guards of powerful families.

However, a rich man like Bruce Wayne could not raise such loyal subordinates.

Therefore, there is only one possibility left. Gotham has an organization similar to your Order of St. Dumas, with faith and organization. "

"You are not stupid." The elder was a little surprised.

He thought she was only worthy of a bed warmer.

"Elder, should we proceed according to the original plan, or wait a while and wait and see what happens?" Galavan said solemnly.

"Are you afraid?" the elder asked.

"I have nothing to fear! 30 years of training is just for the present, not to mention a few petty thieves, even the 'Gotham Boxing Champion' Harley Quinn, I have the confidence to fight her six or four, I six and her four." Geller The text is self-confident.

The elder smiled happily and said, "Isn't that enough? You are in the light, we are in the dark, just wait for them to jump out by themselves."

"Understood, tomorrow I will go to Wayne Manor as usual to visit Bruce Wayne." A gleam flashed in Galavan's eyes.

"Remember to wear armor, at least the inner armor. The Angel of Death's armor is a holy relic, a hundred times stronger than the body armor of the witch Harley."

"What does Angel of Death mean?"

Back at the penthouse apartment, after some clouds and rain, Barbara asked curiously.

"The Order of Saint Dumas, similar to the Holy Crusaders, is a church group that split from the Crusaders hundreds of years ago.

And the Angel of Death is the Holy Warrior of the Order Order. said Galavan.

"Equivalent to Victor Sass of the Quinn family?"

"Crack!" Galavan patted her buttocks, and laughed and cursed: "You are blaspheming, how can the Heibang family deserve to be compared with the religious order."

Barbara shot him a look, and asked again: "What are you looking for Bruce? Do we have an intersection with him?"

"I want to take back the property that once belonged to Galavan." Galavan said quietly.

Midnight, one o'clock in the morning.

A private club in Jersey City, a tea room on the seventh floor.

Four well-dressed men and women wearing white masks are holding a private meeting.

If Harley saw the masks on their faces, she would be able to guess their identities instantly, Owl!
However, this time is not a big gathering, only four people, it is a high-level meeting.

"In the past year, the situation in Gotham has been somewhat chaotic, and the control of the court has declined sharply." The fat white man sighed.

"Perhaps, we shouldn't be so harsh on Falcone. After he leaves, we will start to miss his benefits." The middle-aged woman with red eyes said.

"We didn't deliberately target him. He is almost [-] years old and has completely lost control of the Falcone family. Nicola, Fish, and Coppert rebelled one after another, and even the old Italians did not support him.
Getting rid of him was the only option in desperation.

It can only be said that fleeting years are unfavorable and accidents happen frequently. " said the tall and thin old man.

The old lady said in a deep voice: "Don't mention the past, today there are three topics: first, the witch Harley; second, the source of chaos of Jerome and Galavan; batch members, and select a batch of new members.”

"Harry the Witch is Falcone's cultivated and chosen heir. She is capable and understands the rules. She was originally the best candidate.

Or, reconcile with her and absorb her into the court? "Fatty said.

"Secondary!" said the red-eyed middle-aged woman.

"No." The old man said in a deep voice, "Can we refuse the request of the head of the devil?"

The fat man said helplessly: "Even if we use all our sharp claws, we can't take her down. It's better to reconcile with Harley Quinn. At the same time, continue to provide convenience for Lei Xiaogu and let him and the Shadow Warrior Alliance kill her."

The old man shook his head and said: "We continue to leave her alone, she has nothing to do. On the contrary, if we accept her, Lei Xiaogu will be very dissatisfied when he finds out.

The lesser of the two harms, Harley Quinn is not even worthy of Lei Xiaogu's shoes. "

Well, this guy doesn't know that Harley is setting up a chemical plant, and is going to take Lei Xiaogu and the Shadow Warrior Alliance in one pot.

The old lady nodded, "Let's do it like this, continue to let Harley Quinn hang out, and wait for the Shadow Alliance to make a move."

The other three nodded silently, and the issue was considered over.

"Speaking of sharp claws, our sharp claw training techniques are still immature, and we can't resurrect from death." The middle-aged woman frowned.

"Hugo Strange has only been in office for a year, give him more time. Now, let's move on to the second topic." The old lady said lightly.

"Coppert agreed to search for Jerome with all his strength, but Harley Quinn refused." The fat man said.

"Why did you refuse?" the tall and thin old man asked.

"Because Jerome didn't harm her interests, we contacted Coppert, but refused to communicate with her, which hurt her self-esteem." The fat man said.

Several people were silent.

If it were them, it would be the same choice.

"Theo Galavan, what's the matter?" asked the tall, thin old man.

The other two looked at the old lady.

The news that Galavan might be behind the scenes came from her.

"Did you know that Daniel Truman is back?" asked the old lady.

The three nodded.

"He will be transferred to the Inland Revenue Department as Deputy Minister, and Truman has a prominent family background. The old Truman has worked hard and served the court for decades. We should absorb the young Truman as soon as possible."

The three did not object.

The old lady continued: "So, three days ago, I contacted him through an anonymous email.

Ask him if he knows about court and if he would like to take his father's place.

He knew the court, and it was a great honor to join it, and he told me about his suspicions about Galavan.

Yesterday afternoon, I sent two sharp claws to sneak into the Hanhai Building to see if I could find traces of the Crazy Gang's existence.

Now, they are out of touch. "

"What's the origin of Galavan?" The tall and thin old man asked suspiciously.

"A hundred years ago, one of Gotham's five great families had a feud with Wayne"

The old lady gave an overview of Galavan's situation.

There are no big secrets, all information can be found through public information.

"Are you sure he is behind the scenes? What does he want to do?" the red-eyed woman asked.

"Not sure yet, just a suspicion." The old lady said.

"Broken two sharp claws, does that count as evidence?" the tall and thin old man asked.

"It can prove that he is not as harmless as he appears in front of people." The old lady said.

"Should we step up efforts to deal with him, or wait and see for a while?" the fat man asked.

"Let's wait and see." The old lady said helplessly, "Today's third topic—recruitment of new recruits, is because the current court is a little weak.

Confronting Harley Quinn is equivalent to losing control of the underground world.

Our overall strength has been reduced by at least [-]%.

The last bombing of the Central Park Hotel killed eight members of the court, and once again lost [-]% of its power politically and economically.

In other words, the current strength of the court is less than half of what it was two years ago.

But the number of enemies in the court has increased several times compared to two years ago.

Now, the court has to be wary of Harley Quinn, suppress Cobblepot, and prepare to take action against the Crazy Gang, plus Galavan is powerless! "

"Eight dead, so many?" All three were shocked.

The four justices of the court are not divided into high and low in terms of power, but they are responsible for different directions.

The old lady is the oldest and most qualified. She holds the list of all members and assumes the responsibility of recruiting newcomers.

The other three judges only knew the true identities of some of the members.

Therefore, they also knew for the first time that the trauma of the bombing to the court was so horrific.

"Let the lunatic gang continue to make trouble, and more people will die. Now, let's talk about who you plan to choose and who you should kick out." The old lady said.

"The members have been reduced so much, and they still kick people?" The middle-aged woman was puzzled.

"Catherine's identity has been exposed, and sooner or later Claws will be sent to clean it up." The old lady said lightly.

The three nodded slightly, and none of them objected.

"I think Jim Gordon can be recruited. His father and uncle are both members of the court, and he is also extremely capable. He is a famous 'hero detective' in Gotham." The fat man said.

"I object! Old Gordon died at the hands of sharp claws. He was a traitor in the court that we cleared out. Have you forgotten?" the old man said.

"I'm a traitor, my son is a loyal minister, or my son is a traitor, and my son is a loyal minister, it's too common in court.

Whether Gordon is eligible for the selection depends only on his ability, regardless of his origin. " said the old lady.

"Having helped us solve so many sources of confusion, he's definitely qualified.

In fact, he is more efficient than old Cammy in helping us maintain our rule.

Gordon swore to the death to defend the dignity of the law.

And we are the Dharma.

Therefore, he is more reliable than the old Cammy. ’ the old man muttered.

"Well, Gordon is indeed good. He was the one who discovered Galavan's anomaly." The old lady agreed.

"I don't object either." The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "The poison gas man incident earlier (ps), he even saved my life!"

"Since everyone agrees, Gordon is the second candidate after young Truman." The old lady made a final decision.

Gordon, who was determined to eradicate the evil organization of the court, never thought that he was such a "person of his own" in the eyes of the court judges.

But in fact, whether it is him or Batman, its existence benefits Gotham's ruling class far more than it benefits ordinary people.

Because the laws they defend mainly serve the ruling class.

This is the root problem.

　(ps: Gas Man is the scientist who protested against Wayne Pharmaceuticals’ unethical enhanced drug experiment on soldiers and planned to pour the enhanced drug into the charity banquet venue. Harley and Shang were also present at the time. Because of talking too much, Gordon Killed.

　　The middle-aged woman said Gordon saved his life, meaning she was at the party. )
　　
　
(End of this chapter)