I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 63 Bruce's Decision
Harry found that being a nun who didn't recite the scriptures was really relaxing.

Free milk and sandwiches were distributed in the morning, and she didn't have to do it herself, she just stood on the side and watched them line up to pick it up.

Then her day's work is done.

Of course, regular nuns have to do a whole set of noon prayers, worship the Holy Communion, and recite the Rosary. They are strictly implemented, and there is almost no personal time left.

But Harley, the "nun", doesn't read scriptures.

"Why hasn't anyone asked me for an exorcism!" Harry put down the "Exorcism Ritual" that was about to be ripped through, and turned on the computer a little irritably.

After logging on to the Anglican Church's website, and flipping through photos and videos from other communities on the publicity page, I edited the video I shot this morning and sent it out via email.

After that, she started looking for information about exorcism online.

Very little and the content is very old.

Confused, she called her "supervisor".

Well, it's Brother Granger who delivered the "Nun's Office Suit" this morning.

"Father, have you seen the video I sent to your mailbox?"

"Let me see"

About 2 minutes later, he praised: "Very good, there are believers coming to pray so soon. It seems that Bali Street really lacks a cathedral."

Then, he asked again, "Five hundred breakfasts, how much is left?"

"It's long gone. In addition to the building where I live, there are people from nearby communities who have heard the news."

"That's it," Brother Granger said ponderingly, "I will help you contact the person in charge of the Martha Charitable Fund to see if we can add more food."

Harley thought about it and said, "Today there is a single mother with three children. She is not working. She carefully asked me if I needed employees. She can clean up and distribute food. By the way, Martha Charity Fund can A single fund cannot be provided."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult." Granger said immediately.

"Why? Wayne is not short of money." Harry wondered.

"In order to avoid corruption, the foundation has established a strict management system. At this time, you only have the right to manage the chapel, not the right to appoint and remove personnel.

unless you pay for it yourself.

If you really need help, you must submit an application to prove that your chapel needs to employ employees, and then the foundation will negotiate with the church to arrange an employee directly. ' Granger explained.

Harry understands a little, this is because he is worried that someone will set up his relatives to cheat wages.

"If you really want to help that woman, it's not impossible." Then Granger added: "Either, you can start a side business and make money to pay her salary, or you can get sponsorship, or find a wealthy person to donate."

"I don't quite understand, please explain in detail." Harry said.

"For example, churches will sell spiritual books and holy objects to believers, and even some township churches will sell hamburgers and fried chicken to townspeople on Sundays to make ends meet."

"Uh" Harley looked at her empty "commissary" and asked, "Nun sells tobacco and alcohol, is there any problem?"

"Better not! You can take the donation box and go shopping in Bali Street."

"It is not a long-term solution to ask for donations, and there are too many poor people here. In fact, I am an exorcist nun. Can you introduce me to some business through the Anglican Church's network?" At this time, Harry logically stated his purpose. .

"Sister Exorcist?!" You could tell from the voice how shocked Granger was on the other end of the phone and how ridiculous his expression was.

"Really, I was born with yin and yang eyes, and I can see things that ordinary people can't see. I met an archangel named Zaulie earlier." Harry vowed.

"I only know the Archangel Uriel, the first time Zauri heard of it." Granger said.

"Uriel is a human angel, and Zauriel is an eagle angel." Harry said.

"Forget it, after entering the 21st century, the priests of the Anglican Church will no longer accept exorcism missions." Granger said.

"Why?" Harry asked curiously.

"Modern technology and media are becoming more and more developed, and many 'evil spirit-possessed' priests can't handle it, but they are easily solved by psychiatrists.

Then as soon as the media exposed, a case spread all over the world, wouldn't our church's reputation be badly damaged?
Not to mention the Anglican Church, even the Holy See of Rome, for a period of time, even prohibited priests from exorcising believers. " Granger said helplessly.

"No wonder the classic cases of successful church exorcism on the Internet all happened decades ago." Harry looked strange.

"But I'm different, I have real skills." She added.

"This is the rule of the church. You and I are both little people and can't be changed." Granger's tone was euphemistic, but his refusal attitude was very firm.

After hanging up the phone, Harry stared at the screen for a while, and suddenly had an idea and typed "exorcism" in the "hello" browser.

Immediately a lot of links appeared.

After some deletions, Harley entered a forum called "SCP Foundation BBS".

For no other reason, it has the highest number of daily active users.

"Shit, there are exorcists who want to go with me, and also post on the forum to take care of the work."

Halle hurriedly registered a user, and then made a post - "I have seen an angel, he is black, and he taught me exorcism".

She roughly described the process and feelings of entering the Lingbo Hell from the human world and then ascending to heaven.The city of silver, where angels and gods live, is slightly blurred and less detailed.

Finally, he identified his identity as an exorcism nun and expressed his willingness to provide exorcism services at a low price.

Immediately someone responded: yes, not only are the angels black, but even God is black, you niggas go hard!

Reply from the third floor to the second floor: White trash, it’s the 21st century and it’s still racially discriminatory.Black sister, come on!
Fourth floor: Exorcist nun, is she handsome?Did you do it?What does it feel like?
The fifth floor replied to the fourth floor: She must be very happy to be able to post such a post.

"Hey, sister!" Harry was burying his head in the monitor when someone knocked on the "commissary" window.

"If you want to pray, go to the chapel opposite by yourself." Harry didn't look up.

"I want to buy and sell."

This time, Harry raised his head, and two lively "Iversons" were standing outside the window.

Well, Iverson's height and build, Iverson's ditch hair, and the Sixers' number three jacket.

"I'm not selling anything here," Harry said.

"Yo, this nun is so cute!" Iverson Jia whistled, looking at Harry with a dishonest look, "What's the point of staying home alone? Come out for a drink with me."

"Don't be extravagant, we have something to do." Iverson B touched his companion and leaned on the window and said, "Sister, do you know the rules here?"

"Do I need to charge protection fees? I don't even have a dime in business, it's all for charity." Harry frowned.

"The protection fee is charged only for the dead, and we only do business."

Iverson B snapped and threw a pack of white noodles on the counter, "It's an old rule, we set the price, and you sell it directly.

The price of a copy is twenty dollars, not too much, not too little. It has been packaged, a total of [-] copies.

Call us when it's sold out, sell a pack, you can get a commission of two hundred dollars, OK? "

"You are blaspheming God!" Harry said with a sullen face.

"Bah!" Iverson B spit at the desk behind the counter, and Harry avoided it in time, with some frost on his pretty face.

"I don't believe in God at all."

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing the cyan-red Satan on his black arm, "In Gotham, only Satan can live. Little nun, if you still want to serve God, be honest, or—"

"Otherwise, I'll flip you over!" Iverson Jia said with a wicked smile.

Iverson B glanced at him, and there was a hint of obscenity at the corner of his mouth.

Harry helped the big glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and said lightly: "I'll give you a chance, leave immediately, I'm not an ordinary nun."

The two sunspots sneered and walked directly to the door of the room.

Harry also stood up and opened the door before they kicked it.

And then "Ping Ping Bang Bang Bang!"

Well, the classic American action movie - you punch me, I punch you, both sides are bruised, and eventually the villain falls, and in the ending song, the protagonist teeters to victory.

Of course, Harley protected her face, and her beautiful appearance was preserved.

"Gudong. Gudong"

When the experience tank overflowed and Harry reached level 15, the door to Aunt Tata's house diagonally opposite opened.

A tall black girl came out and roared: "James, Davis, stop immediately, don't beat the nun again!"

"Puff, puff!" The two Iversons, who had already lost their experience points, staggered to the ground before they could answer.

His nose was blue, his face was swollen, he was sweating profusely, and his eyes were slack.

"Uh" Seeing the delicate nun standing proudly on the spot, the black girl was stunned.

"You are Prika, Aunt Tata's daughter?" Harry turned around, also surprised.

A sturdy black girl, more than two meters tall, her skin is as black as charcoal, she has a blue mohawk, large round earrings, a gold closed ring, a large gold chain around her neck, and a black tight short leather jacket. , leather pants, high-heeled leather boots are also black
Looks like a tough character.

"I'm Prika, you, you knocked them down?" the big black girl asked blankly.

"I'm an exorcist nun. I've trained hard in the church for 15 years. Even demons are no match for me, let alone two little bums." Harley took the opportunity to sell herself.

"Really?" The big black girl's buck teeth cracked into an embarrassing smile.

After the two "Iversons" were driven away, Prika invited Harley to sit at home.

She is interested in the "kung fu nun" who can defeat two strong men, and Harley also wants to know about this eldest sister who scolded the peddler.

"In the old Hank era, the 'grocery store' you live in now is a Du Ping consignment point. This is similar to the Philip Tobacco Company, which will ensure that every store in the United States can buy Marlboro (the world's famous cigarette)."

The living room is a bit crowded with a lot of furniture, but it's neat and tidy.

Aunt Tata was not at home, only the little black girl was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"I remember that the GCPD has an anti-drug team, right? They slapped a packet of white flour on my table and shouted loudly. They were unscrupulous." Harry frowned.

The big black girl gave her a strange look and asked, "Have you just arrived in Gotham?"

"It's been a few years."

"Then do you know who the second largest trafficking organization in Gotham is?" Prika asked again.

"Either Maroni or Falcone, in short, these two emperors occupy the two biggest cakes in the market."

Harley is a little proud, and she also knows a little about Gotham's underworld these days of wandering!
But Prika shook his head and said, "Falco's cabinet never touches drugs, Maroney can quickly rise from a rising star to the second boss of Gotham because he is the biggest dude on the east coast of the United States.

As for Gotham's second smuggler, it's the Gotham Anti-Drug Squad that you have high hopes for.The two just now are their agents in this block, you have to be careful. "

"Even if this is Gotham, it's too exaggerated?!" Harry almost jumped up.

"Stab - now with an urgent news!"

Suddenly, the cartoon on the TV screen was replaced by a noisy press conference hall.

Harry also stopped being shocked and turned to look at the TV.

It was the press office of the Wayne Group. As soon as the young master in a suit and tie appeared, he was surrounded by reporters with long guns and short guns.

"Today's events have nothing to do with the operation of the Wayne Group. I just want to use this place to announce one thing: my friend Harley Quinn is not a witch, she was framed by the Holy Land Crusade, and I am the witness. One, I know what happened at St John's Abbey that night."

(End of this chapter)