I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 178 Yesterday Reappears
Harry stood still three steps away, pointed to the four corpses falling slowly along the steel cable, and said with a smile, "Your comrades are all dead, surrender."

Before the words fell, the copper tiger, which was theoretically supposed to be paralyzed, roared, kicked the ground with both hands and legs, and rushed towards Harry like a toad.

Harry smiled coldly, stepped out with his right foot, and yanked his left leg towards the bronze tiger's chin like a whip.

When there was no time left, Bronze Tiger retracted his hands and put his elbows in front of him.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Harry took a step back, and the copper tiger flew upside down two meters, rolled several times on the ground, and jumped up violently like a spring compressed to the extreme.

"Choke!" In mid-air, he quickly pulled out his samurai sword from his backpack.

The snow-white and icy piercing shone on Harry's face, causing goose bumps to appear on his skin.

"Bang!" Harry took a step back, drew his gun and fired.

"Chi!" The copper tiger immediately turned into a paper tiger and fell to the ground.

He killed Harley decisively, unable to dodge at all, and was shot at close range.

"You use a gun?!" He supported the ground with a knife, covered his lower abdomen with his left hand, and knelt on the ground, his expression and eyes were full of disbelief and silent accusation.

"You practice knives, I practice guns. You don't use weapons, and I don't use weapons. If you use weapons, I also use them. It's fair."

Harley pointed to the dozen or so gunmen standing side by side behind him, "Look at them, they all just stayed to the side and didn't move."

"Okay, no weapons." Bronze Tiger threw the knife on the ground, clenched his fists, and rushed towards Harry again.

Harley put the gun back into its sheath, and also restrained the smile and carelessness on his face, with a solemn expression, and greeted him with a fist.

Bronze Tiger might not be as good as Xiwa, but the two are definitely martial arts masters of the same level.

Siwa is better than skill and speed, Bronze Tiger is better than physique and strength.

Harley may be restrained by Siwa, but she is not afraid of Bronze Tiger comparing her physical fitness with her.

Especially since he was shot.

Even if he really has practiced some magical and mysterious techniques, Harley can make up for his lack of skills with his "rough skin and thick flesh".

The two fisted and kicked, their movements were as fast as lightning, their moves were powerful and heavy, and the collision of fists was like thunder.

Stepping on the ground, the floor exploded.

Seeing the people around me trembling with fear, their faces were full of horror.

From the point of view of the situation, it was much better than the last time they played against Shiwa, and Halle clearly had the upper hand.

"Ah, stop beating, stop beating!" At this moment, a tall blond old man ran out from the hotel entrance and started yelling from a long distance away.

"Miss Halle, shoot him, get this over with. I'm still in business, I can't make headlines, don't be in front of the hotel—"

"Boom!" Bronze Tiger turned his back and kicked, Harley punched out, and he used his strength to charge forward, his body like a cannonball, and he came in front of the golden-haired old man like lightning.

"Oh, No—" before the old man could wailed, he was grabbed by the collar and thrown out like a plastic molded man.

Harry turned sideways to avoid it, the old man who flew the plane, smacked, and fell firmly to the ground.

At this time, Bronze Tiger had already got into the melon-eating waiter and hotel guests, and rushed into the hotel lobby.

There were many idlers, and the shooter did not dare to shoot indiscriminately without an order.

With a sullen face, Harry led people to search randomly, and of course lost the black martial artist Bronze Tiger.

"Go and discuss with him about compensation for hotel damage."

Harley pointed to the nose of the plane that was being lifted up, moaning and groaning, and said to old Gibbs.

Then she waved her hand, and twenty assaulters inside and outside the hotel, carrying seven body bags, retreated quickly and neatly to the bus.

The bus starts and disappears before everyone's eyes.

Then, the GCPD made an agreement that the general belatedly came.

The entire raid process took no more than a quarter of an hour.

Except for the broken glass and pools of blood in front of the hotel, there seems to be no change in Gotham tonight.

Half an hour later, even the GCPD left the Grand Hotel.

At about one o'clock in the morning, a middle-aged gentleman with a well-dressed and gentle manner walked to the front of the hotel and looked around with great interest.

The lobby manager who supervised the staff cleaning up the broken glass knew that he was an "old money" just by looking at him.

He immediately went up to greet him, saluted respectfully, and said with a smile, "Sir, do you need to book a room or other services? It's cold outside, please follow me inside."

The middle-aged gentleman leaned on a civilized stick, stretched out his nose and sniffed around, "this smell"

The manager thought he smelled blood, his face changed slightly, and he said awkwardly: "There was an international wanted criminal who disguised his identity and sneaked into our hotel, but don't worry, the police have—"

"No no no, it's not bloody, it is."

The gentleman waved his hand, walked to the fountain pool, bent down, and picked up a germinated seed from the gap between the stone slabs.

"It's it, Tianhuakui." He twirled the "bean sprouts" and sniffed lightly at the end of his nose, "ah, the pure force of nature, how wonderful, I want to tear her apart immediately"

"Sir, what are you talking about?" The manager twitched his face a few times, and said cautiously, "Do you need pecans, or, hemp grass, or flour?"

He felt that the gentleman was in high spirits.

Or, need to fly high.

"Help me open a room."

The gentleman pressed his fingers hard, and the juice from the "mung bean sprouts" burst, leaving two groups of blue stains on the white gloves.

"Sir, what's your surname? I'll register for you." The manager's smile became more sincere.

The gentleman adjusted his small round glasses, and said with a smile: "You can call me Dr. Akane (ps), I was invited by Gotham University to give an academic lecture on 'Akane Potion'."

"Oh, it turns out that he is a university student." The manager complimented him first, and then asked curiously, "What disease does Akain's potion treat?"

"Hey, it's an extinct herbicide, it can even kill the legendary 'forest spirit'!" Akain said with a strange expression.

Midnight, three o'clock in the morning, Gotham Midwest.

Inside an Audi car on the street.

The lights of the car were not turned on, and the curtains were still drawn, so it was pitch black.

Harry leaned on the driver's seat and took a nap, beside Ivy was holding a chopstick-high green sunflower in her hand, and the leaves the size of a wine bottle cap were shaking gently.

Ivy listened attentively, and said in her mouth: "The little tramp said—oh, you are injured, do you want to go to the hospital?

The bronze tiger was groaning, and he yelled at the tramp—get out, even if I get hurt, it's no more difficult to crush you than to crush a bedbug.

The homeless man seemed terrified and left. Oh no he didn't, there was only concern in his voice - My name is Thomas Kane, I mean no harm, you're shot and bleeding.Look at me - homeless man slapping his clothes - I don't have a weapon on me, just trying to stop the bleeding with toilet paper"

Ivy awakened her magic power when she learned the 'price magic' - the escape room technique.

Half a year later, the magic power has not increased much, but the plant magic has learned a few to keep up.

She likes the magic that controls the growth of plants the most, and almost regards it as her own natal spell.

The asparagus cultivated by her magic power, if the seeds come from the same plant, can function as a "plant telephone".

The seeds that fell on Okada's hair and wallet before, germinated quietly without knowing it.

The young leaves are like a microphone, collecting nearby sounds and transmitting them within one kilometer to the "ears" of the plants in Ivy's hands.

But only Ivy can hear it.

Halle listens to her "stand-up comedy."

Mrs. Shangdu once said that the swamp monster can peep and listen to the world through any plant on the earth, and even transmit information and power.

Plants can also be used as the "Flying Thunder God Mark" to transfer instantly.

Ivy doesn't have the power of the swamp monster and the authority over the green of all things, but she shouldn't be as weak as she is now.

It is a pity that the previous generation of swamp monsters was killed, and this generation of swamp monsters was not born. The green of all things was "locked" at the core of the plant council, and Ivy could not borrow power.

After all, Ivy is still borrowing the power of the gods.

Harry was even sure that on the day when the magic power was awakened, Ivy had already been branded with the March mark by Hecate without anyone noticing it.

"Harry, Bronze Tiger is asking a homeless man to fetch a bullet for him, but he won't trust a homeless man he just met if he has another companion in Gotham.

Therefore, we don't need to 'play a long line to catch big fish' anymore. "Ivy rubbed her dry eyes and yawned.

Harry opened his eyes, frowned and said, "The League of Shadow Warriors doesn't even have a Gotham branch?"

Obviously, she let the bronze tiger go on purpose.

During the previous fight, she quietly left a seed in his hood, hair, and pocket.

Otherwise, according to her style, there would be no fair duel, and she would have beaten him as "Xu Wenqiang" long ago.

The reason for this plan is that after hearing the three key words "Master Ninja, Church of Blood, and Alliance of Shadow Warriors", Harley recalled the plot of the "Batman Trilogy" and felt that the Shadow Warriors were so famous that they must be placed in Gotham. Not a small force.

Well, last time Shiva only said that he was in the Assassin Organization, but did not say that the organization was called "Union of Shadow Warriors (Assassin Alliance)".

"If Shadow Warrior had a 'branch office' in Gotham, Tonghu and the others wouldn't need to stay in a hotel, and would personally arrange for Okada to come to our fighting arena to test your foundation." Ivy complained.

Harry said: "The Hitman Organization is not a company after all. If anyone in the organization comes to Gotham to 'go on a mission', they will go to the sub-helm to stay and eat. If someone misses, the sub-helm will be at risk of exposure."

"Now what?"

Sleepiness and exhaustion were clearly written on Ivy's face.

"Forget it, I'll go and catch Bronze Tiger."

Harry sighed, sent a message on the intercom, opened the car door himself, walked through the alley, and walked to the back street.

She was wearing bulletproof armor inside, and a sky blue long windbreaker outside, with a high collar turned up, covering half of her face, with her hands in her pockets, she casually passed a KFC and entered a dark alley on the side.

The bronze tiger is deep in the alley.

After walking seven or eight steps, I came to the back door of KFC. A skinny homeless man in a black leather jacket was rummaging through the trash can.

Harry glanced at him. If he guessed correctly, this guy is the kind-hearted homeless man who rescued the Bronze Tiger.

Over the trash can, Harry continued on.

Suddenly, her expression changed and she stopped in her tracks.

Looking back, the two ends of the handle of the trolley next to the homeless man are wrapped with pink and blue tapes, symbolizing the color of her hair.

At this time, the homeless man also heard footsteps and looked over alertly.

Their eyes met, Harry was dumbfounded, and the homeless man with half a hamburger in his mouth was dumbfounded.

"Slap!" The mouth grew wide, and the hamburger fell on the concrete floor and rolled twice.

　(ps: The Life Council is mainly composed of three natural elements: red of all beings (animals), green of all things (plants), and black of decay (decay and death)—in fact, there are two more, fungi and bacteria, but they appear Too little, almost never involved in the mess of the first three.

　　The natural element gods will choose humans with special physiques as parasites, for example, the swamp monster is the god of plants after humans are possessed by the green of all things.

　　There are not many humans who have awakened the power of nature, and Poison Ivy has also awakened the power of nature.Once the swamp monster is born, she can communicate with the green of all things.

　　The reason why the birth of the swamp monster is said to be because the previous generation of the swamp monster was killed by Anton Arcain with "herbicide".

　　That is to say, in this chapter, what Dr. Arcain called "Arcain Potion"-the potion is not called by this name, he is deliberately joking, with a pun, implying that he is a herbicide for those who awaken the power of nature.

　　He is an awakener of the power of death, and he believes that life is the enemy of death. He not only killed the previous swamp monster, but also hunted and killed the awakened of the power of life—many babies died in infancy.

　　In the original comics, Ivy was actually quite lucky. When she awakened, Alec Holland, the swamp monster of this generation, had "returned".

　　Well, in one setting in the comics, both Poison Ivy and Alec are students of Jason Woodrew - all three are Green Awakeners of All Things.

　　Archain came to Gotham this time, not for Ivy, but to kill the next generation of swamp monster Alec Holland-studying in Gotham.

　　If you have forgotten the previous plot, please go back to the beginning of "Chapter 144, Upheaval".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)