I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 31 Quick and Escape
"The cross is gone! Bishop Peter, Captain Doug has nothing on his body." Suddenly, a panicked shout came from the aisle outside the door.

"What, it's gone? Was it left in a corner, or was it taken by someone?"

Unexpectedly, Bishop Peter seemed even more anxious, and didn't even bother to negotiate with Harley indoors.

"I tell you, I'm not even qualified to touch that thing. If anyone has the wrong idea and dares to covet the holy relic of the Holy Landing Crusade, then."

The bishop's voice was gloomy and cold, and the air seemed to be a lot colder because of these words.

In the corridor, the unknowing monks and nuns looked at each other, and the insiders tried their best to show their innocence to the bishop.

"Sir Bishop, Captain Hercules is dead." Father Odom approached old Peter and whispered, "The holy relic should have protected the master."

Bishop Peter turned his head sharply, staring at the tattered wooden door, his eyes were unprecedentedly sharp: "The holy relic must have demonstrated a miracle, but she not only succeeded in killing Hercules, but also stole it."

"It should be like this." Father Odom nodded lightly.

"She's just a teenage girl, how did she do it?" Bishop Peter wondered.

"My lord, the holy relic cannot be lost, this is the key." Odom reminded.

"Harry, hand over Hercules' cross, I swear to God, that's the end of the night.

Until a well-meaning person picks you up, no one will bother you again. " Bishop Peter said solemnly.

His tone was full of sincerity.

Harry glanced at Mother Teresa beside her, the old woman barely concealed the hatred and resentment on her face.

It will never be over unless one side is completely down!

And
"Do you think God will listen to your oath? I swear, every time you go to pray in front of the Lord's icon, it is God's most difficult time. It can't wait for a thunder to kill you, it endures so hard." She sneered road.

"It can't be delayed forever, she must be waiting for someone."

Leaving this sentence, Bishop Peter disappeared for a while.

About 5 minutes later, he returned to the door with a gloomy expression, "Harley Quinn, you stupid girl, you can't even imagine the meaning of the Holy Crusade and the Holy Relic.

Not to mention Mother Teresa, even if Archbishop Marvin, or even the entire life of Gotham City, falls into your hands, it cannot stop the will of the Tongue of Fire.

I'm not intimidating you, hand over the cross immediately, let Mother Teresa go, I promise you a happy ending, this is your last chance. "

"What is a cross?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"I only count three, three!"

Harry pulled the old woman back, huddled behind the desk.

"Two!" Bishop Peter's voice was as deep as lead.

"No, Peter, my brother won't let you go." The old woman Teresa panicked and began to threaten loudly.

"one!"

"BOOOM!!!!"

The wooden door shattered, and the old nanmu bookshelf behind the door shattered into pieces. The long row of large sofas behind the bookshelves and the two naked men on the sofa, like fallen leaves in a hurricane, fluttered in the violent air waves.

"Fake, such a big determination?!" Harry was shocked and angry.

In the smoke, five guards with automatic rifles came in.

The two naked men were not killed by the bombing. They were now lying in the rubble mourning and moaning, but no one paid any attention to them.

"According to the last voice she heard, she should be hiding behind the desk!" A guard guessed after standing at the door and looking around.

"Be careful, she killed Hercules, it's not easy." The other side of the guard made a gesture, and the five spread out, surrounded from multiple angles.

Harry knew very well in his heart that the opponent's tactical literacy far surpassed hers, and he would never give her every chance to defeat it.

And they don't even care about the old woman's life, if she fights with another person, I'm afraid that the others will not hesitate to shoot with guns, so...
"Whoa!" Harry made a quick decision and jumped out of the window with the old woman in his hand before the guards approached.

The desk is right by the window, which is very convenient.

This is also the "last retreat" she had long thought of.

The night wind whistled in her ears, and her heart was like still water.

As if doing a familiar gymnastics movement, the moment the soles of the feet touch the ground, the knees bend and the body rolls forward.

She landed perfectly fine except for some dust and grass clippings.

Well, this book isn't something to be proud of, but it's only the second floor.

"Crack!" The sound of "withered branches" snapping came from behind her.

"Ow!" the old woman howled bitterly.

"Da da da da." The guard who had just entered the living room subconsciously hit her when she noticed her jumping off the building.

Harley was shocked, and quickly picked up the old woman, put her back behind her, and ran quickly into the old forest in the back mountain.

"You're still from Gotham, why don't you keep a few submachine guns at home? If I had a gun, I would destroy that group of garbage as soon as possible." While running, Harry also complained.

If she had guns, she would have dared to fight them.

"I had a gun to kill you long ago." Teresa's face was pale, her thin lips were trembling, "You ran away, why did you take me with you? My left calf bone is broken, let me go."

"I don't want to face an enemy in the future that I don't know anything about, tell me the Tongue of Fire, the Crusaders, the Cross, the Son. I want to know all the secrets," Harry said.

"I can't tell." The old woman was about to collapse and burst into tears.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts!" Harley squeezed her broken calf, and the old woman howled like a pig.

"Tell me," said Harry nonchalantly.

It was impossible to use torture in the office before because both Gordon and Harvey's phones were connected.

Now, she doesn't care.

"Don't hurt me, I said, I said it all."

Harry let go of her hand, the old woman took a few breaths, and said weakly: "The Holy Crusade is a fundamentalist missionary organization, and 20 years ago it was just a traditional church organization that expanded its influence through financing.

But 20 years ago, God passed down a prophecy that the universe would usher in unprecedented drastic changes. On the day of the winter solstice, that is, the birthday of Christ, on December 12, the old miracles would repeat themselves. "

"Well, there's a new 'Jesus' to be born?" Harry grinned.

She felt as if she was listening to a fairy tale.

"Tell me the truth, do you believe in the real God, or do you worship some unknown evil god in the name of God?" she asked.

"If you don't believe me, why bother to ask me?" the old woman said angrily.

"Wang wang wang" From the distance came the barking of the hound and the shouting of the guards.

Harry walked like a fly, across the lawn and into the forest path, the tiny branches whipped on his face like a whip, causing pain.

"Tell me about the relic." She began to gasp.

"As the name suggests, sacred relics are sacred objects with ancient history, such as the Ark of the Covenant and the gun of Longinus.

The final rite of the 'Resurrection' requires the opening of the gates of heaven.At that moment, heaven and earth will be completely connected. "

Harry's heart moved, "You used to call the cross the key to heaven, the key. Do you have to gather all the holy relics to open the gate of heaven?"

"more or less."

"If God and heaven are real, and let you see it with your own eyes, why do you dare to be so depraved? Don't say that prostitution is allowed in God's teachings." Harry wondered.

She had always suspected that the Crusades were a cult, and that was the reason.

"As long as the Holy Descent is completed, we will all be redeemed, no matter what we have done before, what sins we have, we will be cleansed and ascended to heaven.

This is the promise made to us by the Tongue of Fire, a promise from the mouth of God in heaven. ' said the old woman frantically.

Harry was shocked for a moment, then sneered and sneered: "If God really said that, and he really let you go to heaven, then it would no longer be God."

"Blame!" The old woman tugged hard at Harley's shawl.

"You're going to die!" Harry squeezed her broken leg again, squeezing her.

"She was there, I saw her." More than a dozen flashlights swayed around, and when they heard howling, a beam of light fell on the old woman's back.

Harry knew that she was running out of time and had to leave the old woman behind and get into the woods with more complicated terrain.

"How to activate the cross? I've seen its magic."

"Dream it, it belongs only to the Doug family."

The artifact recognizes the master?

"I don't believe it!" Harry pinched her broken leg again, "Come on, don't say I'll crush you to death."

"Ow, I didn't lie to you. Ow, it hurts!" The old woman cramped in pain and her eyes rolled. "One of Hercules Dogg's ancestors was the Holy Spirit, like St. Peter and St. John."

"You're lying, the twelve disciples that Jesus chose were all Jews, and they didn't have 'Doug' at all. Even in the history of the Holy See, there was no sage named Doug."

"I swear, if I lie, I'll die without a burial—"

"Da da da" More than 20 meters away, several automatic rifles fired at the blurred figures.

"Chichi!" Harry heard the sound of bullets entering his flesh, but felt no pain.

Then a sticky warmth flowed down her neck.

"Hey, Mother Teresa?" Harry didn't actually need to shout, she knew she was declining just by the soft feel in her hand.

So Harley threw her out.
(End of this chapter)