I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 425 Collapsed Archangel
"Can't you accommodate me?" Martha begged.

"Believe in the Lord, all the arrangements of the Lord are for your own good." The GCPD angel sighed.

Martha and Thomas were silent.

They want to talk to their son, but they also believe in the Lord.

Harley didn't believe in God, so she smiled and said, "Shouldn't you shoot the video head office?"

"This..." the angel was troubled, "There is no ban on this, but I really don't recommend you to do that."

"The absence of a ban means that the Lord approves of this." Halle waved her hand, opened the camera lens, and captured the couple and the beautiful scenery of the park behind them.

"Whatever you want to say to Bruce, you can say it now."

The two couples were startled, looked at each other, and Thomas said tacitly: "Bruce, I am really happy today, happy to see you look so strong, happy that you have a beautiful and considerate girlfriend, happy that you found yourself path of."

Thinking that his son was about to see this video, he choked up a little.

Martha took over the words, "When I first came to heaven, I was always worried that my father and I would die in front of you. Is there anything more cruel to a child than this? I can't imagine that you would In what kind of sorrow are you immersed"

She also started to choke.

"I don't know if you are coming out of the shadows now, but I hope you forget that night, forget that dark alley, forget those two gunshots... forget the sadness, and start a new life from now on." Thomas Touching the corners of his eyes, he finally shed tears.

"Everything is fine with your dad in heaven, really very good, especially seeing your news today, you are strong, smart and rational, and become a knight in the dark." Martha burst into tears.

"Son, no matter what life you choose, we are all proud of you!
Finally, Bruce, you have to remember that we will always love you, and please also love yourself. "

The two couldn't help it, tears flowed uncontrollably, and at the same time, their bodies emitted a faint golden glow.

"Gu dong gu dong."

The experience tank of the thick-skinned (will) defense specialty is actually bubbling again.

Harry was puzzled.

"Ah, soul sublimation." The GCPD angel exclaimed.

"Pu Tong Pu Tong!" The next moment, the couple fell straight upright like two wooden stakes, and the golden light on their bodies disappeared without a trace.

"What?" Harry ran over quickly, and saw that the bodies of the Wayne couple were like 3D projections with unstable voltage, and they began to become uncertain.

However, she picked up one of the tears they shed and went to pick up the second
"Oumaika, they are going to die." The angel's face was pale, and he took out a trumpet in panic, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Not long after the penetrating trumpet sounded, three archangels descended from the sky—the momentum and majesty were much stronger than ordinary angels.

The police officer Angel pointed at the Wayne couple in fear, "His Royal Highness, look at them—"

The leading archangel only glanced at it, then frowned, "Are they crying?"

When his eyes turned to Harley, who was squatting on the ground to pick up the 'teardrop', his brows frowned even higher.

"Harley Quinn, what are you doing?"

His voice was very gentle, like a warm wind blowing a pool of spring water.

However, Harry continued to lower his head, picked up all the teardrops, put them in his pocket, buttoned the pocket of his coat, stood up, and looked at the angel.

Half a head taller than her, about 1.8 meters five, with a slender figure, wearing a golden crown, curly chestnut hair draped over her shoulders, red lips and white teeth, big eyes and nose, and a delicate face like a woman, but without the slightest femininity, it gives people a comfortable feeling Harmony.

"I'm passing by, what are you going to do, please continue." Harry walked away.

"Wait!" The archangel sternly said, "Hand over the tears of perfection, that is the essence of their souls."

"What perfect tears? I'm the first to hear about it." Harry walked faster.

"Perfect tears are the embodiment of beautiful emotions in the world. Only certain people can sense them. It is useless for you to take them."

The archangel flew over lightly, and his slender palm was like a five-fingered mountain, resting on Harry's shoulder, immediately immobilizing her.

"Ada!" Harley got short, turned around and punched a first-level uppercut.

Right on the chin of the beautiful angel.

It seemed to hit a rubber tire, bounced it a bit, but it didn't have any effect.

Angel Mei looked at her coldly, with an indifferent expression, "With your strength, how dare you play tricks in heaven?"

Harry smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, and I promise to satisfy you next time."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" Her smile faded, and she threw out both fists, leaving behind an afterimage.

The beautiful angel stood proudly with her hands behind her back, and the anger in her eyes became more and more intense until——

"Boom!" The quantum critical strike is triggered, and the force field attack is launched.

"Crack!" The bridge of the nose was broken, and the beautiful angel's face paled, her expression distorted due to the extreme pain.

"Ouch-"

He covered his nose and let out a terrible howl.

"As you all saw, it was he who moved first. He touched my shoulder."

Harry took a step back, looked around and shouted to the approaching angel.

"Witch Harley, do you know who you offended?"

The archangel who was with the beautiful angel was so angry that he even pulled out the great angel sword from his waist.

"No matter who he is, it's definitely wrong to touch a delicate and beautiful woman."

Harley tugged at the shoulder of her coat and called out to the angel, "Look, it's all torn."

Mei Angel held onto it tightly, and she used too much force when she broke free, and the woolen wool on her shoulders was indeed torn.

"Archangel Raphael just wanted to stop you, you stole the perfect tear to prepare the Holy Spirit."

"Raphael?" Harry glanced at the beautiful angel with a nosebleed.

Raphael is in charge of healing and has the healing power of God. No wonder he will appear when Wayne and his wife are about to burp.

"It's not the first time I've seen a spirit body cry. God always said 'whoever sows the fruit will reap it'.

The first time is born and the second time is familiar, the tears of repentance last time belong to me, and the tears of perfection this time also belong to me. "

"Strong words make sense."

"If you don't believe me, you can call the Voice of Heaven to ask."

Halle is very confident.

Last time Brother Robbie's Holy Spirit's tears, the Voice of Heaven recognized her ownership of the teardrops, and rewarded her with 10 meritorious deeds. Zaule knew this, so he didn't try to snatch it—now the Wayne couple almost promoted to the Holy Spirit , or because of her, Raphael must be able to know from the Voice of Heaven, but still wants to snatch it.
With the preciousness of the tears of heaven, and the integrity of the angels "ordinary aliens", she handed over the teardrops, can Raphael return them to the Wayne couple?

Instead of letting them be greedy for ink, she might as well take it back and make a piece of jewelry.

Raphael wiped the nosebleed, stared at Harry sharply, "Hand it over, or you won't even think about leaving."

Harry rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Look, can this work? We are ministers in the same palace, and it is not suitable to fight if we have differences. Why don't we have an elegant gamble——"

Rafael interrupted her unceremoniously, "I won't compare 'iron head' with you."

Harry nodded indifferently, "It's fine, let's step on our toes, you step on me, I step on you, whoever wins will be the boss."

"Harley Quinn, stop showing off your probabilistic existence field attack, I won't be fooled." Raphael sneered.

"I just ask you if you dare to compete. If you don't dare, let me go, and you go back to save people." Harry looked at him triumphantly, "You really dare not? No, no, no?"

Raphael raised his eyebrows, which were more delicate than a woman, and said coldly: "Let's go to Lingbo Prison and use all the means we can to decide the outcome and life or death."

"Hiss~~" Harley gasped exaggeratedly, her face was full of horror, she pointed at Raphael and shouted: "God, please open your eyes and see, this archangel is going to kill you just because of a verbal dispute." Killing people, the hostility is heavier than the devil king, I'm afraid I'm going to degenerate?"

"You are really not afraid of death, how dare you run on me like this." Raphael smiled.

The skinny smile didn't smile, and the eyes seemed to be shooting knives.

Harry seemed to be being watched by a tiger, and a chill ran up his spine.

——This little white-faced archangel is not a good stubble.

However, she shook her head, and the worry in her heart disappeared in an instant.

——Afraid of being hanged, even the devil is offended to death, and still afraid of offending Gabriel?Even Gabriel was offended to death, so are you afraid of offending Raphael?

If you have a lot of debt, you really don't have to worry about it.

"Just tell me if you dare." She yelled, "If you don't dare, get out of the way, and don't block Grandma Sheng from visiting relatives."

"Okay, as you said, let's step on our toes."

Raphael stomped on his feet and took off his soft boots.

Harry also kicked off her short boots, revealing her delicate white feet.

"First set the rules, we use our right foot to step on the opponent's left foot, and do our best until the opponent admits defeat."

Raphael nodded and said, "Yes, you go first."

"God descends!"

The God's force field made the protective magic on Raphael's feet unstable.

Harry stomped hard.

She was cunning and cunning, she stepped on his little finger with her heel, not the back of her foot.

Raphael's expression turned pale, and he let out a muffled grunt. The nail on his little finger was broken and bleeding.

"Damn it, why is Heavenly Father so partial to you?"

Intuitively feeling the effect of God's force field on his body, Raphael was unsurprisingly envious and jealous.

"Crack!" He raised his big foot, stepped on the back of his foot without any small movements, and broke the bones of Harley's foot with one click.

"Wow!" Harley was in pain at first, and was about to howl when she opened her mouth, but halfway through the pain, her power and greed were aroused, and the pain turned into the ultimate comfort, and she wanted to moan and groan again, her open mouth shrunk, and her eyes also widened. .A distorted and weird emoticon package is formed.

"Gudong Gudong." The experience jar was bubbling.

"Amount" the anti-injury magic was activated, and Raphael snorted.

The second kick still didn't trigger a quantum crit.

On the second foot, Harry's foot was deflated.

At the tenth foot, there was a "pop" at last, and Raphael's toes were eroded, exposing the bones.

But Raphael's tenth foot gave a 'chirp' and stepped on the soft mud.

Harry's entire foot was useless, from the instep to the toe, from the skin to the bone, it was all meat.

Stepping on it with one foot, the minced meat splashed, and Harry's feet were gone.

"You have lost your feet." Raphael was stunned.

Harry looked down and said casually: "Yes, you look weak and weak, but you didn't expect to be so strong."

As she spoke, she stepped on him again.

"Your foot is gone." Raphael looked at her intact right foot.

"Hey, according to the rules, you can only step on your left foot." Harry quickly reminded.

"But your left foot is gone." Raphael said blankly.

Harry said: "Aren't you a healing angel? Help me heal my left foot, and then let's continue."

——When this guy stepped on his feet, he seemed to act ferociously, but he didn't have a high degree of malice towards her in his heart.

The total amount of experience remains the same, and the attacks remain the same. The lower the maliciousness, the lower the experience output power, and the more attacks.

To put it simply, the experience of the Archangel has not been exhausted.

Raphael looked at her smooth and rosy cheeks with expectant eyes, his heart beat a few times, his face turned pale, his eyes became flustered, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Hurry up and heal me," Harry urged.

Raphael swallowed, and said with difficulty: "Aren't you in pain?"

The reason why he agreed to step on her toes was because the toes were not the head, and the partial presence of field attacks did not threaten his life, but he could make her feel miserable.

"It's very comfortable, hurry up." Harry's tone became urgent.

"The feet are gone, don't you think it's creepy?" he murmured.

Harry said with endless aftertaste: "I found that I have fallen in love with this kind of game, or, after our game is over, you can introduce some colleagues to play with me?

Let’s just say that the witch Harley is arrogant and domineering, and she despises all the angels in heaven, making them want to trample me to death. "

Raphael stared into her eyes, only seeing anticipation and seriousness.

He shrank back a few steps and said in a trembling voice, "Harry the Witch, you have won."

After speaking, he turned around and ran away, as if avoiding the plague god.

"Don't go, I haven't won yet, you can't play fake matches!"

Harley is in a hurry to run away with a lot of experience.

"Oh, No——" Raphael howled in dismay, holding his head and flying straight into the sky.

(End of this chapter)