Miss Clown subverts Marvel

Harley expressed her despair when she asked a lunatic to treat the puppet she had worked so hard to select.

Seeing Harley staring at his hands, Michael probably guessed something. He wanted to laugh a few times to make the atmosphere less awkward, but he didn't laugh. His expression was a little helpless, and he slowly explained:

"So you care about this, huh, this is just a side effect of my powers."

"side effect"

Harley seems to have remembered something, but she is not sure. After all, compared to the popular Avengers in her previous life, Morbius is just a niche character from the Sony faction. Although she knows a little about it, she really can't remember it now. .

"Yes, side effects,"

Michael scratched his head and continued:

"Sometimes I can't control my bloodthirsty desire. I have committed unforgivable crimes because of this. But I am working hard to change myself now. I hope you can understand."

"Hahahaha"

A burst of sharp and shrill laughter interrupted Michael's words. The two of them couldn't help turning their heads to look. It turned out that the "Saint" had woken up. He was laughing wildly and struggling, trying to attack the two humans moving in front of him, but he couldn't break free at all. The rope on the body.

Michael was a little surprised and asked doubtfully:

"What's wrong with this guy"

Although Harley knew that the other party was being infected by the clown virus, it was not convenient to tell outsiders about this kind of thing, so she could only shrug and said that she didn't know.

Seeing that he could not break free, the heat and pain in his body made the "saint" unbearable. He looked at the woman who attacked him with hatred, and crazily hit the stone pillar with the back of his head to get up and tie him up.

"dong dong dong dong"

Continuous muffled sounds resounded in the church. The "Saint" smashed the back of his head until his blood was dripping with blood. The hot blood splashed and dyed the pure white stone pillars bright red.

Michael took a deep breath, his flat nose twitching as if catching something in the air. His expression looked a little confused, and he murmured as if talking to himself:

“What does this smell like?”

Harley was a little confused and sniffed like Michael, but she didn't smell any strange smell.

What spread in the air was a sweet fragrance that was completely different from any kind of blood. The kind of blood that was still full of vitality after leaving the body made Michael feel dizzy and his mouth went dry.

"dong dong dong dong"

The hair on the back of the "Saint's" head had been smashed bald, and his bloody scalp was full of cuts. This made Harry very troubled. If she had known better, she would not have tied him to the stone pillar.

But before Harley could put something to cushion the back of the "saint's" head, something happened to Michael beside him. He stood stupidly, making a strange gurgling sound in his throat, and his expression seemed to be enjoying it. It's pain, as if it's an inner struggle.

Harley suddenly had a bad premonition. She swallowed, quietly clenched the baseball bat in her hand, took two steps back slightly uneasily, and asked cautiously:

"Hey, what's wrong with you"

Michael, who was originally stiff and motionless, suddenly heard the girl's voice, as if pressing some switch. His scarlet eyes suddenly opened wide, and he moved his face towards Harley little by little with a dull expression. s position.

Those eyes were like wild beasts. If Harley couldn't see that there was something wrong with this guy, he would really deserve to die.

"Roar"

Like a monster that has seen its prey, Morbius stared at Harley, jumped forward, easily crossed the three or four meters distance between the two, and pounced on Harley.

"Cao Cao, Cao Cao, didn't you say you wanted to change yourself? Why did you lose control again?"

At this time, Harley was still rational. She had no time to dodge, so she was held down by her shoulders and pressed to the ground. She angrily wanted to grab a baseball bat to fight back, but she was shocked to find that she had completely lost the feeling of her hands.

Just now, my hand was twisted off

Harley was very confused. She looked at the ferocious monster in front of her stupidly, as pitifully as a little beast that had completely lost its ability to resist.

Morbius, who had completely turned into a vampire, laughed wildly. He looked at the prey under him jokingly. Thick saliva dripped from the tips of his teeth and dripped on Harley's cheek. Morbius licked his lips. , biting down on Harley's neck.

"Roar"

A louder and deafening roar sounded in the church. The vampire Morbius flew backwards at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, smashing a row of benches in succession, and was smashed into the statue of Jesus like a cannonball. on the pulpit

"Jie hahahahaha"

In the smoke and dust, Harley laughed wildly and climbed up from the wood fragments on the ground. The corners of her mouth were instantly torn, and her eyes were full of madness and bloodthirsty. The clothes on Harley's shoulders had disappeared without knowing when, and her hands moved in a kind of way. She was twisted in a weird state, and the scarlet and hot blood slid down her arms and fell to the ground drop by drop, bloody and weird.

On the podium, Morbius struggled to get up from the ground. He looked at Harley angrily, but the power that the woman just burst out made him a little confused and afraid. He quietly observed, trying to see what was happening before him. The woman was so deep that she didn't even dare to get close to her for a while.

"click"

A strange sound of bone friction sounded, and the super regenerative power took effect. As if time was flowing backwards, Harley's hands muscles tightened bit by bit, straightening her completely shattered bones bit by bit. After only a dozen seconds, Harley's hands were back to normal, without leaving any scars.

"You damn stinky bat lady is going to tear you apart."

With her hands now able to move, Harley picked up the baseball bat beside her and rushed towards the podium. Morbius wanted to avoid it, but he never expected that Harley was no faster than him at this time. He was slow, and in his haste, he could only stretch out his claws and take an attack from Harley.

The baseball bat that was struck with all its strength was blocked. At the same time, Harley handed over her right foot, which was deeply imprinted on Morbius' lower abdomen. Harley's physique was strengthened dozens of times and hit with all her strength. The foot was like a battering ram, blasting the pale-skinned Morbius in half from the middle, flying out dozens of meters like a shrimp, and smashed the church door into pieces with a "bang".

Morbius was buried in the middle of the wooden door and never got up. Harley chuckled, like a dancer in the night, walking with strange and mysterious steps, humming a brisk and hearty tune, and walked there Next to Morbius, looking at the vampire who couldn't move, she gently raised her toes and placed them on his cheek.

As if a passing girl encountered an injured animal, Harley pretended to be surprised and worried, pinched her throat, and shouted delicately:

"Yeah~ A poor stinky baby bat that smells like rotting in the sewer accidentally bumped into the door, hahahahaha, it's so cute hahahahaha"

Harley's toes slowly exerted force, and Mobius's jaw was stepped on loudly. It was obvious that the bones had been cracked, and the childish voice gradually became sharp and hoarse. Harley smiled crazily and spoke word by word. Added:

"It's so cute that you want to crush it to death."