I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 113 The Thirteen Sisters of Bolan Street
With the status of "U.S. zero and zero hair", Harley didn't have much resistance when meeting Falcone face to face.

In addition to having the FBI as a small backer, what is more important is that Harley is not afraid of being "forced to death".

Harley is not stupid. When she was "Diana Da Vinci" before, Boss Seth wanted to lure her into his gang. Now that she has made a big name on the road, Falcone has a high probability of recruiting her.

But she really didn't want to leave a black record on her resume.

It's not that she has a moral cleanliness, or fake aloofness.

They have become murderers, how hypocritical Harry is to think that way.

Mainly because... well, still hypocrisy.

She doesn't want the heroes like Bruce, Dachao, and Diana to look down at her with contemptuous eyes when they are bathing in supreme glory (ps).

It has nothing to do with interests or values. It is purely that Harley is a man of heaven, who cares about ostentation and saves face.

With the status of 007, not only would she not feel ashamed of herself, but she would secretly shiver in her heart when she was under their scornful gaze.

So, after receiving Pulika's inquiry call, she immediately agreed to come down, and at two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, she appeared outside the gate of Falcone Manor holding a majestic Bailaihang long-tailed rooster on time .

The old godfather received her in the glass greenhouse.

Seeing the big cock in her arms, the old man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a kind smile appeared on his old face.

"Harry, you have a heart."

"I was nervous and excited when I found out that your Excellency would like to take time to meet the younger generation. I asked a lot of friends and found out that you like to raise chickens."

Harley did not pretend to be as shy as her little daughter, but smiled generously and spoke frankly.

The witch costume is shy, and others don't believe it!

After a man in a suit took the big cock away, the old godfather looked at Harry carefully for a while, and asked in surprise, "Are you of Italian descent?"

"My grandfather was born in Italy, and came to the United States around World War II."

The old godfather looked at her softly again.

They are all fellow villagers!
"Harry, you broke into your own world in Gotham at the age of 14. You really have a bright future. I just don't know, what are your plans for the future?"

The old man asked with a smile like a kind grandfather.

"Oh, I'm sick, mentally ill, let's get well first." Halle sighed.

The old man's smiling face froze for a moment, this girl didn't play cards according to common sense.

Or, pretend to be crazy and act stupid, keeping a low profile?
Halle continued: "I need money for the cure and maybe I'll publish another book.

Well, my "A Certain Scientific Red Manhattan" is a bestseller and is expected to be shortlisted for this year's Hugo Awards.By the way, Sir Falcone, have you seen 'Red Manhattan'? "

"No"

The veins on the old godfather's temples were pulsating lightly, something was wrong, this shouldn't be a conversation between the two of them.

"I plan to make persistent efforts and take advantage of my fame to write another book, The Three-Body Crisis in the Post-Manhattan Era. It is the story of the invasion of Earth by Trisolarans four light-years away from the solar system after Dr. Manhattan left Earth.

The story happened in the 70s and [-]s, a black girl named Cornell, who was discriminated against by skin color and gender since she was a child.

When she grew up and graduated from the MIT School of Information Science with the highest grades, she was once again rejected by NASA's Apollo program because of her dual identities as black and female.

The dignified MIT doctoral student, in the end, could only accept the job of guarding the radar station on the US-Mexico border in order to make a living.

One day, Cornell received a strange signal. After deciphering it, he found that it came from an extraterrestrial - don't respond, don't respond.

This message has been repeated over and over again.

Cornell called her superiors to report the incident, but the superiors scolded her for being whimsical and mistaking the reactionary slogans of the Soviets to disturb the hearts of the people as aliens."

The smile on the old godfather's face disappeared completely, and he watched her open and close her small mouth with a blank expression.

But Harry thought he was fascinated by what he heard, and spoke even more vigorously, "Your Excellency, you also know what the environment on the US-Mexico border is like.

Cornell saw the hellish world in Mexico, and saw the white border police in the United States, shooting people of color smuggling with machine guns like slaughtering cattle and sheep.
She is completely desperate for humanity.

One day, Cornell resolutely replied to the alien's message—God, if you really exist, please come to Earth to save this miserable world!
Well, not only did she send out the signal, but she also revealed the location of the earth, and—”

"Stop!" The old godfather finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Don't stop, and then? Why did the aliens tell her not to respond? What are the consequences of responding?"

Harry and the old godfather turned their heads together, only to see the bodyguard in black suit at the door of the living room looking anxious.

"Uh, sir, I'm sorry, I, I usually like to read the science fiction magazine "New World", and I'm a loyal fan of Miss Quinn." The black suit said awkwardly.

"Go down." Falcone waved his hand, and the bodyguard bowed and hurried away.

"Aside from writing books to cure diseases, what else are you going to do?" the old godfather asked.

"Even if the disease is cured, I still have a big case on my back. Yes, I have some video tapes in my hand, but the Bali Street shootout happened in front of everyone, and it cannot be covered up."

"Actually, the Bali Street case isn't a big deal at all."

The old godfather decided to re-master the rhythm of the conversation, and he could no longer let this crazy girl play freely.

"Harry, when you were 'Diana', you offered to be friends with the Falcone family, right?"

Harry immediately said, "I'm still willing."

The old godfather showed a kind smile again, and said softly: "I think, with your talent, you can not only be my friend."

Sure enough, Falcone started courting her.

"Your Excellency wants me to join the Falcone family?" Harry asked directly.

"Are you willing?" The old godfather nodded and smiled.

Harry pondered for a moment, and said, "If I agree, gcpd won't bother me anymore?"

"Of course, you also saw what Sass did in the police station. Although he only killed one person, he was purely venting his anger, and the crime was worse than yours." The old godfather said.

This is absolutely true.

Even if Gordon succeeds in bringing Halle to court, the judge will consider that she fought back in self-defense, and gcpd is illegally enforcing the law.Sass rushed into the police station and shot and killed the police without any justification.

His sins are greater than hers.

However, gcpd and the procuratorate never thought of arresting Sass.

The old godfather continued: "I can't help you solve the troubles of the Crusaders and the church, but for me in Gotham, the troubles of Gotham have never been troubles."

"Even so, you will pay a certain price, right? For me, is it worth it? Or, what is my role in your family?" Harry asked.

Contrary to Harry's expectations, Falcone did not blurt out the reason, but showed hesitation and confusion.

After a long time, he sighed and said helplessly, "You may think that I need you to be a killer, but it's not. In Gotham, there is no problem that Victor can't solve.

I am already the ruler of Gotham. For an aging ruler, expanding territory is far less important than stability on the river.

Your appearance, your deeds, are crazy and ostentatious. Many people adore you and imitate you. This has seriously challenged the traditional Hedao family rule model.

But if you join the family, all problems will be solved. "

Harry suddenly thought of the giant beast.

She is the monster of Gotham, and Falcone is Lucifer.

Those Hedao Sanren who worship her are the middle and low-level demons in hell who seek revolution, and they are wizards.

Lucifer doesn't mind if there is one more devil in hell, or a hundred more demon kings, but the giant beast will not accept the inclusion, it wants to change the dynasty.

The world, hell, two different worlds, different species, but the same thing is happening.

Politics is such a piece of shit that no living being can live without it.

But Harley is not a giant beast, and has no interest in changing the dynasty (in fact, the giant beast is not interested either).

She also needs stability, grows rapidly in stability, and then waits for the arrival of the golden age of superheroes.

"I'm only 14 years old, still very young, and I'll be 20 in 34 years, and I'm in my prime." Harry's eyes didn't evade, "Your Excellency Falcone, may I call you BOSS?"

There are two meanings in her words: first, even if I am ambitious, I am also patient. At your age, my patience will not be exhausted at all; second, now, I would like to join your Falcone family.

"Harry, you are such an awesome junior." The old godfather solemnly extended his right hand, "If my daughter is half as smart and courageous as you, I will retire now."

Ha Li looked at the chicken-skinned veteran hand in front of him, and was stunned for a while, before trying to reach out with a white and tender hand, and took it.

"Hey." Seth, who had been sitting in the corner pretending to be an invisible man, laughed out loud.

Falcone stared at her with a stiff old face.

"Isn't it a handshake?" Harry awkwardly retracted his little hand that had nowhere to rest.

"Kiss His Excellency Falcone's ruby ​​ring, which represents the supreme power of the family. Kissing it is like kissing the king's scepter, which represents an oath of allegiance to the person who wears it." Sass said.

So Harry kissed the ring.

The old godfather smiled and said: "Harry, I assure you on my own honor that all your cases in Gotham will be canceled from this moment on.

You can show up anywhere, even go back to school, or keep competing in gymnastics.

No one will trouble you again.

Even if the crusaders hire dark wizards to murder you in Gotham, at least you will be notified in advance and protected by a group of gunmen. "

This time, Harry finally showed his expression of emotion.

He even knew about the bounty offered by the Crusaders in the Extraordinary World, and dared to make such a promise. This old man's energy was greater than she expected.

It seems that the ring just now was not in vain.

"Thank you." No matter what she thought in her heart, she showed a naturally moved expression.

The old godfather nodded and said: "In view of your relationship with Sass' old friend, you can go back to Bali Street.

The ownership of five nightclubs in one street will be in your name.

In that block, your status is only below him, how about it? "

"Ownership? I thought it was management rights." Harry was surprised.

"Of course it's ownership. You have perseverance, you have perseverance, you—"

"Dengdengdeng!"

Suddenly, the sound of messy leather boots running on the wooden floor came from outside the door, and then "bang", the door was kicked open, and Gordon looked ruthless, pointed a submachine gun at the people in the room and shouted: "GCPD, you They have all been arrested, and they are not allowed to move around!"

　ps: Everything is an excuse. The reason why Harley is named as the Federal Police (FBI) is just to prevent the evil protagonist who is purely gangster from being reported, and one of them goes in one by one.

　　But this does not affect the way Harley does things after that, she will never be a superhero.

　　Of course, lowly super criminals like the Suicide Squad have nothing to do with her.

　　She will never be devoid of conscience, nor will she have the heart of a Madonna.

　　She will become a boss, the kind who can be both black and white, heaven and hell

　　The death knell poured wine for her, the clown knelt on the ground to shine her shoes, Batman and Superman stood under the hall with complex expressions, looking up at her on the throne.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)