Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

"surprise!"

Bang!The apartment door was violently kicked open from outside, and a bearded man holding a pistol in both hands just leaned in.

Harley Quinn on the side picked up a baseball bat covered in clown paint beside the door and swung it from bottom to top.

collapse!
The bearded chin came into close contact with the metal baseball bat. Under the impact of a huge force, his mandible was instantly shattered and fractured.

The splashing blood was mixed with a few teeth that flew out, and accompanied by bursts of tragic wails, the bearded man fell to the ground with a thud.

"It seems you don't like this surprise very much!"

Harley Quinn looked at the bearded man who fell to the ground and wailed, looked at the carpet stained red by the beard's blood, and complained with some dissatisfaction:

"You stained my floor!"

As he spoke, he picked up a baseball bat and hit the bearded man hard on the back of the head. Red and white liquid splashed into Harley Quinn's face along with the sound of her skull exploding.

At this time, a gunman at the door was leaning in. Harley Quinn turned around when she heard the footsteps.

"Fake!"

The gunman, who was startled by Harley Quinn's ghostly appearance, screamed and fired the silenced pistol in his hand.

"Clap clap clap-"

Harley Quinn rolled and jumped to avoid the gunman's shooting. Several bullets landed on the bottles and cans in the apartment room, and they suddenly crackled and exploded.

"My makeup!."

Harley Quinn turned to look at her blown-up cosmetics, and suddenly became furious.

"You bastards!"

Harley Quinn picked up the baseball bat and rushed towards the gunman. The gunman had just emptied the magazine of his pistol in one breath in great panic.

At this time, he was hurriedly changing magazines. Facing Harley Quinn who was rushing towards her with a baseball bat and a bloody face, he didn't want his head to burn out. He stepped back quickly and yelled to the side:

"She's coming, shoot, kill her!"

The moment the gunman exited the room, two black men armed with Uzi submachine guns suddenly jumped out from outside the open door, aiming at Harley Quinn with a burst of fire.

"Da da da da da da da da da da --"

The Uzi submachine gun, because of its rate of fire of 1700 rounds per minute and its easy portability, has even better short-range shooting capabilities than ordinary assault rifles.

After all, compared to bulky and conspicuous rifles, the Uzi submachine gun can perfectly cover its traces by simply wrapping it in a windbreaker.

Moreover, the firepower of the Uzi submachine gun is much stronger than that of ordinary pistols. Generally, if a gang wants to assassinate a person, they only need to prepare a motorcycle and two gunmen wearing helmets can easily do it.

Therefore, Uzi submachine guns have always been popular among gangs in various countries.

The firepower of two Uzi submachine guns with extended magazines instantly covered Harley Quinn.

As the most famous Harley Quinn in the DC universe, Harley Quinn's physical strength, endurance, and skills have all been greatly improved after experiencing a high-level diving event and catalyzed by some high-concentration chemical reagents.

However, compared to some powerful heroes, her skills are not very good. The shadow hanging over Gotham City, the sales representative of Arkham Asylum, and the famous Batman all rely on their own skills and a wealth of krypton gold. Equipment can withstand bullet fire.

Naturally, Harley Quinn couldn't count on the two thin pieces of clothing on her body to be able to withstand submachine gun bullets.

However, due to the erosion of chemicals, her nerve reaction speed was much faster than that of others. When the two big black men just rushed out, she stepped on the bearded corpse, changed her direction, and rushed towards her bed. ,

As a veteran living in Gotham City, Harley Quinn always has some small toys beside her pillow.

Harley Quinn stepped on the blood-stained floor in her slippers. Her feet instantly slipped, and her limbs were still awake from yesterday's hangover.

pat!

She immediately fell to the floor, and her forehead turned red.

"Oh, it's over!"

Facing the arrival of death, the crazy Harley Quinn was unusually sober at the moment. A wild smile appeared on her face, and the corners of her mouth were opened like a circus clown.

Whoosh whoosh—

Harley Quinn, who was quietly waiting for death to arrive, only heard a few piercing sounds above her head, and then two screams sounded outside the door.

She raised her head, swung her twin ponytails and looked towards the door. Two black men holding Uzi submachine guns had already fallen outside the door.

"Is that you baby?"

Harley Quinn stood up and looked at the door expectantly, thinking that her ex-boyfriend who had just broken up had saved her, so she tentatively called out the door.

Several rays of white light suddenly shot out from the two black bodies at the door, circled around the door, and then shot towards her.

Harley Quinn subconsciously wanted to dodge, but when the white lights came to her, they gradually slowed down.

At this time, Harley Quinn also saw clearly the true appearance of those white lights. The white lights were clearly the white beads she placed on the table.

She tried to open her hands, and the few white beads slowly fell into her palm.

Looking at the white bone beads that seemed to have shrunk the skull in her palm, Harley Quinn twisted and stroked a few white beads, feeling the concave and convex skull patterns on them.

Although she didn't know what these beads were, it was obvious that they were treasures. She couldn't help but pick one up and put it to her mouth and kissed it hard.

"No wonder that Bichi robbed me last night, little darling, I love you so much!"

Thinking of the hazy memory of last night and the magic the beads had shown just now, the first thing that came to her mind was the eternal youth these beads promised her.

"Superman's blood?" The conversation with that inexplicable figure last night began to gradually appear in her mind, and she wanted what the figure promised. After thinking about it, her extremely powerful self would trample that bastard under her feet and listen to him cry. , begging, you should not abandon yourself,

A crazy smile appeared on Harley Quinn's face.

"Asshole, I dumped you!"

Holding these magical beads in her hands, Harley Quinn thought that she had almost died just now, and she still expected that man to save her.

In the end, I was still disappointed.

After greeting her ex's family, Harley Quinn placed these magical beads close to her body, opened the pillow, and took out a pink m416 rifle. At the same time, she opened the closet and took out a few green military beads from the corner. Put the grenade in your carry-on bag.

Harley Quinn, who specially changed herself into a pair of shoes, held a rifle in one hand and a baseball bat in the other, knocked on the wall, and walked outside.
Harley Quinn came to the door, kicked away the corpses blocking the door, and looked at the four mummies lying in the corridor, whose blood had obviously been sucked dry.

She didn't show any fear. Instead, she whistled, hit the staircase railing with a baseball bat, and walked downstairs.

The sound of clanging metal echoed throughout the apartment building.

At this time, several strong men holding AK rifles walked up the stairs. Listening to the sound of metal knocking above their heads, the leading strong man stopped suddenly and waved his palms back to signal his men to stop.

He lowered the muzzle of the gun, walked slowly to the corner of the stairs, held his breath, and listened attentively.

Jingle, jingle—

The sound of metal tapping was mixed with the sound of kicking and kicking footsteps.

Hearing the footsteps approaching from far away, they gradually reached the top of his head.

The strong man who had served in the federal Navy SEALs let out a sigh of relief. He slowly took out the muzzle of his AK rifle and pointed it diagonally upward, waiting for his prey to take the bait. "Ding!"

"not good!"

Hearing the sound of the metal pull ring above his head, the strong man who reacted quickly dropped his gun and jumped towards the corner of the stairs.

"boom!"

The strong man stumbled against the railing below. Before he could grab the railing, there was a loud bang of a grenade exploding above his head.

"Kaka!" Enduring the severe pain of his body hitting the railing, the strong gunman leaned against the corner, pulled out a Colt pistol from his waist, loaded it quickly, and pointed at the stairs carefully.

"Scorpion, I'm on the seventh floor. Send a few people up to support me. You lead a team of people up from the elevator. We'll attack from both sides!"

The strong man took out his cell phone and called his companion waiting outside.

Just when the strong man was distracted on the phone, a head with a pink ponytail poked out from the corner. Harley Quinn reached out her hand and said hello to the strong man naughtily.

"hello!"

The strong gunman subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger, but Harley Quinn took the first step and pulled the trigger of the rifle in her hand.

"Da da da--"

The strong man whose chest was beaten into a sieve slid down the wall and fell to the ground with blood vomiting from his mouth.

Harley Quinn, who was hooked on the stairs with her legs hooked on the upper railing, rolled over and jumped in front of the strong man, picked up the pistol he dropped, and inserted it into the back of her denim shorts. Then the Harley Quinn whistled, Continue walking downstairs.

At this time, in front of the apartment building, the doors of several black commercial vehicles were opened, and a group of strong men armed with firearms swarmed towards the apartment building.

In front of the apartment building, several pedestrians passing by saw the group of men with guns getting out of the car. They immediately squatted against the street and held their heads. They were so skillful that it made people feel distressed.
It wasn't until the group burst into the apartment building that they quickly got up and left.

"Da da da--"

"boom!"

"Puff puff--"

More than a dozen people rushed into the apartment building, and soon there was a burst of firecracker-like gunfire inside the apartment building.

A police car patrolling the street drove slowly towards this side after hearing the gunshots. The two police officers in the car drove the car to the [-]-mile highway and called for support through the intercom!

"Diamond District, there are gunshots near Rose Apartment, call for backup!"

"Roger, Rose Apartment, I've notified the nearby police officers to rush over for support!"

Hearing the words coming from the intercom, the young police officer in the co-pilot glanced at the police sergeant who was driving. The police sergeant, who was over fifty years old, skillfully slowed down the car by half.

"Would you like a burger?"

After seeing a black commercial vehicle parked at the intersection and several big men with bulging waists standing next to it, the veteran driver drove the police car into a nearby alley.

I found two extra large beef pots out of nowhere.

"This is how we..."

The young policeman pointed out the window with a questioning expression.

The old policeman took a bite of beef burger and vaguely imparted his experience to the younger generation.

"Don't worry, this is Gotham. I know those people. They are Penguin's men. They have rules and will clean up the scene and won't make things difficult for us. The premise is that we don't disturb his work."

"But, we are the police!" The young police officer hesitated!
The old policeman glanced at the young policeman and swallowed the beef in his mouth, "The last time someone said that to me was another new police detective I brought in!"

"Where do you think he is now?"

Looking at the young police officer's puzzled eyes, the old police officer sighed: "Half a month ago, a group of robbers robbed a gold store. He took the lead and was beaten into a hornet's nest!"

"Boy, remember! This is Gotham. Don't rush too far forward when something happens. This is the experience I have gained from working in the police for more than 20 years. Whether it's the Penguin, the Riddler, or the Joker, it doesn't matter. That's not something we ordinary police detectives can afford!"

"But, are we just going to allow them to commit crimes?"

"What can we do? Even if we catch them, according to federal law, they can be sentenced to a few years. They can be released on bail with some money. The Penguin was sent to a ghost place like Arkham Asylum three times, and he was released all the time. When he came out, several of his police officers who participated in the arrest were either involved in a car accident or were shot dead. Even their family members were not spared!

Tell me, what can we do? ! "

The old policeman was a little excited when he said this, and even his eyes were a little red.

"Sorry, I'm a little excited. I have an old buddy who has been my partner for many years. He died in the line of duty not long ago and was shot dead at home by a gang leader he captured!"

The young police detective looked at the old policeman, not knowing how to comfort this senior who usually seemed cunning and cunning.

"Senior, don't be discouraged, we still have Batman!" At this point, a light seemed to flash in the young police detective's eyes.

At this moment, a shadow quickly passed over their heads, it was Batman's Batplane.

The old policeman didn't seem to be interested in this city vigilante. Hearing the young junior mention Batman, he shook his head:
"Batman! What can he do? Beat up those criminals and throw them into prison. With their influence in Gotham City, it won't even take a year for these people to come out of prison-"

"The cost of crime is too low, which is why Gotham City has become the city of crime it is today!"

In front of the Rose Apartment Building, Harley Quinn dragged her baseball bat slowly towards the commercial vehicle parked aside. The metal baseball bat scratched out sparks on the ground.

She was surrounded by six skulls the size of fists, emitting billowing black smoke. The skulls' upper and lower jaws kept opening and closing, spitting out streams of black mist and phosphorus fire.

Lying on the ground were five or six gunmen who had been poisoned by the poisonous smoke breathed out by the skeleton demon.

The contrasting Harley Quinn is like a demon in hell.

Just when Harley Quinn walked to the business car and was about to open the door, there was a sudden sound of heavy objects falling to the ground behind her.

"Harley Quinn, you killed so many people! You went too far!"

Listening to the familiar deep voice behind her, Harley Quinn picked up the baseball bat and put it on her shoulder, turned around and looked behind her.

The black bat suit, the sharp eyes, the familiar appearance
Harley Quinn raised her hand and waved towards Batman: "Hey, long time no see, little Bat!"

Looking at Harley Quinn winking at him, Batman's eyes stayed on the skulls surrounding her: "Harley, you need to come with me!"

"Where are you going? Your home? Although I have just fallen out of love, I am a good girl and cannot go home with another man so quickly. You haven't invited me to dinner or watched a movie with me, so you go directly to your home. , are we progressing too fast?"

Harley Quinn raised one leg back and tapped the ground with her toes. She looked shy, but with the blood stains on her face and the colorful makeup, it really didn't look good.

The look in Batman's mask did not change at all, and he asked in a deep voice: "Harley, where did you get these things?"

"You mean these little babies!" Harley Quinn pointed to the skulls surrounding her, "Of course these are my own!"

Batman frowned and asked patiently: "I'm asking about their origins. These are dangerous magic items. It's too dangerous to keep them in your hands. I need to confiscate them!"

Hearing Batman say that he wanted to collect these treasures from her, Harley Quinn's eyes instantly became crazy. She grinned at Batman: "You want it, okay, I'll give it to you!"

(Thank you to boss 20180803080527087 for the reward, thank you boss! And boss October Bell, thank you for your monthly ticket, long time no see!)

"I don't dare to read the comments now, hehe"

A race whose destiny has been interrupted, a tribe that has regressed to the primitive era, and a system that is constantly being deciphered all intersect at the moment when Chen Fuxing travels through.From the primitive age to the industrial age and then to the space age, technological cards one after another and war after war have pushed the entire civilization into a complete war civilization. "Human Resonance Plan-Revival"