I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman

I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman Chapter 16

2021-06-23

Chapter 16 Dad, you are on fire! (Successful signing, please collect for recommendation tickets)

Helen's bedroom is on the top floor, with a glass conservatory next to it. There is also a huge glass on the ceiling. Lying on the bed, you can see the crescent moon and stars in the sky.

Backed by the vast forests of Central Park, the whistles and noise of the neighborhood are barely audible.

At this moment, the two women lay side by side on the pillow, turned off the lights, and stared at the stars in the sky with big eyes.

"dududu"

Harry turned off the phone and sighed, "It's still off, no one is answering the phone at home, it seems that I have to go back tomorrow, I hope Don't see Andy's dead body on the living room floor."

"No, it's only Friday, and it's a few days before next Monday." Helen comforted.

Then she asked again: "You send him a text message and tell him that whether or not Bank of America chooses you to make big money, at least it is willing to give you a loan."

After seeing Halle's feat of kicking several big men in the FBI, Will, the man with glasses, has almost become her fanboy.

Unfortunately, he is not the CEO, but he also promises that he will try his best to persuade other sensible people in the next few days.

If accurate information could not be given by the weekend, he would also personally bail Harley to get a loan from the National Bank to solve all her problems.

So, the problem of usury is basically solved.

Second day early Saturday morning, female agent Jessica called and told Harley some good news: her "A Certain Scientific Red Manhattan" is expected to be the cover theme of "New World" , Next Monday, the people of the world will be able to see the first and female works of "genius female writers" in major books and periodicals.

"New World is one of the most influential science fiction magazines in the United States, Halle, you're on fire!" Helen was even more excited than Halle.

Harry wasn't too happy.

First of all, the new author's remuneration is only four thousand dollars in total; secondly, father Andy still didn't call her.

"I have to go back." In the afternoon, she finally couldn't help it, and rode on her second-hand Giant and galloped away to Queens.

She refused to accompany Helen, but also made an agreement with her: every hour, Harry must call to report safety, if Helen did not receive a call after half an hour, she would call immediately. 911.

When she got home, Harry put her little nose to the crack of the door and took a few breaths.

"Well, no blood, no corpse odor."

Then she opened the door with the key.

"Harry, you're back." Andy was sitting at the dining table with a chicken coop head and pajamas. Breakfast?

Cold milk nachos.

“What are you doing, where have the past few days gone?” Harry asked.

"Of course it's for money! I've paid off Nikola's money, you can move back."

Andy lost his nervousness and irritability, but haha Li looked at it carefully, but saw a sullen look in his eyes.

"What did you do?" Harry swallowed.

"Did the job." Andy was vague, obviously not wanting to go into detail with her.

“You—”

Haley wanted to ask if you did something illegal.

But before the words were spoken, she knew she was talking nonsense.

Don't talk about other normal methods, even if Andy is willing to sell farts and stocks, he can't raise 300,000 in such a short period of time.

Harry took a deep breath and said, "Where's your mobile phone? Did you see the text message I sent you?"

"Mobile phone?" Andy glanced left and right with his eyes After a circle, he suddenly said: "I forgot to get my phone back."

"I want it? Who should I ask for, why should I give my phone to someone else?" did bad things.

It's still a syndicate.

Isn't this kind of scene often seen in movies?

She knew that because of his fondness for gambling, Andy often went to speakeasy bars for fun.

Having spent time with various Three Doctrines and Nine Philosophies, he is well-equipped to find a bird of a feather teammate.

"Don't worry about my business!" Andy waved his hand irritably, "And you have to understand, this is Gotham, we have to adapt to Gotham's survival rules!"

"Fake!" Harry held his head, and slumped down on the ripped sofa, "You bastard, I said it long ago, I'm applying for big money! Even if I fail, I can borrow it from my classmates, why don't you listen? ??!!"

"I am you dad! This is my home, you should listen to me." Andy gritted his teeth.

"Listen to how you're a waste of wood? As long as you have the advantage of being 'honest and obedient', our family will not go to this step."

Harry clenched her small fist, There is an uncontrollable urge in my heart - two punches to this bastard!

"Get up, stand up!" She shouted to Andy, "Let's go to the police station, confess to leniency, and strive for a reduced sentence!"

Andy opened and pulled his arm, With a weird expression, he said, "You have something wrong with your brain, what's the difference between a police officer and a black state?

Those guys get double wages every month, one from the city and government, and one from France. Alcone, or Maroney."

Batman is still in the acne, the super criminals are not there, and now Gotham is still under the rule of the old-school black gangsters.

The old-fashioned black state, rules and traditions, ruled the underground kingdom in the form of a family, and pursued stable and sustainable interests, such as Corleone in "The Godfather".

The future Batman troupe has no rules, does not follow traditions, leads a small group made up with a strong personal style, does not care about interests, only pursues the love of Batman, for example, the Joker , Scarecrow and other Arkham regulars.

Carmel Falcone is the Godfather of Gotham, and Maroney is his challenger.

Roughly speaking, Gotham is divided into two parts, the Falco Inner sect family accounts for 50%, the Maroney family accounts for 40%, and the remaining 10% is divided among countless small gangs.

Andy's face was a little crazy, and he vented like a loud sarcasm: "If I go to the police station now, I will be killed by myself tonight.

Those groups have never been A police officer who has no honor has a darker heart than Heibang.

As long as you give him three hundred dollars, he is willing to kill a suspect with no background.

Fear of crime and suicide , how easy.

Can't my 'good friends' even get three hundred dollars?

And I'm just starting, one day in the future, you or your Mother, you will be knocked unconscious and kidnapped while walking at night, and you will wake up the next day and find yourself naked and naked among men."

"This is what you want. Yes? If so, let's go to the police station!"

Andy's expression was grim and his voice was like thunder.

For a moment, Harry was overwhelmed by his insane imposing manner.

After a while, she coldly said: "If you don't do stinky shit, the flies won't follow you."

"I am a stinky shit, you are a stinky dog Shit's daughter, little stinky shit!"

The father and daughter had a big fight, Harley was in a bad mood, and she didn't go home for a few days.

Soon, a new week begins.

Harry's bike follows Helen's Honda to Gotham High School.

At this time, neither the three daughters of the queen group nor the smile queen in the turmoil of banning have been able to become the focus of the students.

"Who of you has been to Wayne Manor, how is Bruce now?"

"Harry, you have the best relationship with Bruce, have you visited him?"

"I'll bet $10 that Bruce won't come to class today."

"It's crazy, the bastards in Gotham are on drugs, even the Wayne couple dare to kill. "

"I'm more curious, why don't they have bodyguards."

"Gotham is going to change."

Haley actually called Wayne Manor, Steward Alfred answers.

He told her that Young Master just wanted to be alone for the past few days.

"Harry, has Andy's loan shark been paid off?" Chest tyrant Dottie leaned over and asked with a smile.

"I am now the second generation of big money." Halle said indifferently.

"What?" Dottie was a little dazed.

"Ah, Harry, you selected? I heard that you also knocked down a few FBI officers at the Rockefeller Building. It's so cool." "Guo Ge" Waylen said excitedly.

Then, he spoke very fast, and told the other students about the "big money" and what happened a few days ago.

"Hey, if there is no news about Wayne's husband and wife, Mr. Shadow's arrest and Harley becoming a big money will become the headlines of Gotham, at least in our school." Wayne regretted.

"More than that! Look at this."

A small black man held up a copy of "New World" magazine and sold it admiringly to those around him.

"Harry, why don't you come to our sci-fi club? We don't have any girls yet." The little black eye looked at Harry.

"We'll talk about it later, go to class first."

Harry just closed the locker door when suddenly there was a low noise from the door.

"It's them, gcpd (Gotham Police), the two of them 'rescue' our school in the last anti-terror drill."

"It's like Gordon? "

"Sergeant Gordon, what are you doing here in high school?"

Gradually, the crowd split to both sides, revealing two detectives in suits, a man in his thirties A middle-aged short head, a greasy long-middle split head in his forties.

Under the bewildered eyes of everyone, they walked straight to Harry and took out their police cards.

The Inch Detective said solemnly: "GCPD, Jim Gordon from the Major Crimes Unit, you are classmate Harley Quinn, right?"

"I am." Harley Heart peng peng beating straight.

The only intersection between myself and the police is Andy.

Sure enough, Gordon said solemnly: "We suspect that your father, Andy Quinn, is related to the shooting of the Wayne couple."

"What?" .

"My dad really did such an awesome thing?" Harry opened his mouth slightly, feeling more absurd than shocked.

ps: Edward Nigma is the Riddler.

(end of this chapter)