I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman

I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman Chapter 26

2021-06-23

Chapter 26 The plan can't keep up with the changes

After evening prayers, back to the bedroom, Harry lying on the bed has been brows tightly frowns.

"It's not quite right! The first time I met a one-eyed dragon, I felt his malicious look, and thought it was an illusion at the time. It turns out that my perception is indeed beyond ordinary.

If this is the case, then when I worship Saint Physique in the evening, the obscene peeping that has always made me sting but can’t find the target should also be true.

It’s a one-eyed dragon!”

Halle rolled back and forth on the bed like a pancake, her face getting more and more ugly.

Both Lena and Raymond believe that as long as she keeps herself safe, those people will not hurt her, because she has a good reputation, plus the identity of Wayne's killer's daughter, she has a very high reputation. Attention.

It seems that because of what happened last night, the situation has changed

better to be safe than sorry .

She should not wait passively.

She can get out of here.

Just a few dozen kilometers away in Gotham, she has friends, classmates, an agent and a lawyer-Harvey Dent took her $3,000 "annual fee" Woolen cloth!

"Harry, are you not feeling well?" Angela on the side noticed her frequent turning over.

Harry dived light flashed, leaned halfway out, and almost said in the fat girl's ear: "Do me a favor, we'll change beds."

Angela Although she is fat, she is not stupid, but she is very proficient in being worldly-wise and play safe.

"I don't want to change or I'll tell Mommy tomorrow to change." She shook her head again and again.

"You seem to have guessed something." Harry squinted.

"I didn't guess anything." Angela continued to shake her head.

"If you don't change, I'll beat you up, like Lena did," Harley threatened.

"You're not that kind of person, you're a good person." Angela said.

"You don't want to help good people?" Harry sighed.

"I won't help you if you're an angel. I can't help you. I'm afraid." Angela said in a trembling voice.

"Has he assaulted you?" Harry lowered his voice.

Angela was silently nodded, with a little fluorescence on her face.

She was crying.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you, really. If he dares to come tonight, I'll kill him." Harry said grimly.

It was moonlight today, the curtains were not drawn, Angela saw the cold light reflected in her eyes.

Like a small knife.

She flinched, more frightened, "Why don't you go to Barbara?"

"You're prettier than her," Harry said softly.

Angela seemed to be very shocked by this answer, her eyes widened and she stood there for a long time.

For a long time, she gently nodded.

Even with the appalling things that happened last night, there is still a sleepover in the bedroom tonight.

Several girls were chatting there, neither shocked by what happened last night, nor worried about tonight, nor did they notice the abnormality on Harry's side.

As usual, chatting and chatting, they snored gradually.

In the darkness, Harry could see a pair of sparkling eyes.

Angela, like her, was not asleep.

As time passed, Angela couldn't stand it at first, her eyes slowly closed and she fell asleep unconsciously. Harry lasted half an hour longer than her.

Perhaps she thought too much.

A malicious look does not mean firm action.

With this thought in mind, she fell into a drowsy sleep until—“Ahhh!” screams.

"You, so fat, you are not her, who are you?"

The man is very experienced, slipping silently like a cat, and dashing like a snake with lightning.

One hit is sure to hit.

Like a mountain of meat, fiercely presses on its prey, one hand covers its mouth, the other seeks up and down, and a large mouth arches everywhere.

Now, he's taking a bite of fat.

"Did I count the wrong beds——"

"Bang!!!"

When he turned his head and looked at it blankly, a wicked The wind suddenly came from behind him, and before he had time to react, a huge muffled sound came from the back of his head.

My brain is dizzy, like a pool of mud, soft on the "fat".

"ahhhh, blood, blood." Angela's mouth was free, and she howled like a slaughtering pig.

The roommates were almost woken up, but habitually, they only listened and peeked, never made a sound or moved, trying to pretend to be a corpse that could hear and open their eyes.

It was Barbara opposite Harley, who sat up, "Halle, are you barking?"

"It's a pig." Harley waved the A baseball bat, with a little blood spatter, some high-spirited and vigorous, some dazed.

After searching for a weapon last night and couldn't find it, she secretly took a baseball bat from the equipment store during daytime training and hid it under the pillow.

However, what happened now was not her original plan.

Faced with the sudden situation, Harley was not sure whether the solution she came up with in a short period of time would work.

Angela stopped screaming and cried, "There's a lot of blood and the pillow is wet, Harry, he's dead, you beat him to death."

"Should not die," Harry was also a little uncertain, her strength was stronger than that of an ordinary adult brawny man, and the baseball bat was made of stainless steel.

Steel touches heads, skulls maybe

Like a pig, she drags the one-eyed guard off the bed first.

He is nearly two meters tall and weighs at least two hundred and fifty pounds.

Like an Iron Pagoda.

Now Iron Pagoda is down.

Harry turned on the small flashlight, squatted on the ground, and carefully checked his waist and pockets.

This bastard only wears a pair of loose trousers, which are very easy to take off. The top is also thin, with a light wine-smelling wool vest, a layered labor protection suit, and a cross the size of an adult's palm.

No weapons.

"It's Hercules, you knocked him down?" Barbara saw the scene clearly by the light of the flashlight, shocked, dazed, and with a hint of fear.

The dormitory immediately exploded, and the girls chirp chirp twitter twitter, like a group of irritable sparrows.

"Shut up!" Harry drank lowly, and the room immediately absolute silence.

"What are you going to do?" Angela asked in a trembling voice.

Harry pulled her off the bed, then pulled out the blood-stained white sheet, tore it in two, and rolled it into a rope.

"Help me, tie up this barrow first."

"I'm afraid, he's dead, what else to tie up?" Angela cried.

Even if he doesn't die now, if he doesn't get medical treatment, he may really bleed to death.

Harry continued her actions with a cold face, saying solemnly: "I'm not the stupid heroine in the movie, I won't just beat the bad guy and leave heartless.

It's safer and more secure when tied up."

"And then what?" Angela asked.

Harry turned to the "empty" room, facing everyone, and said, "I'll tie him up here, and then go to the police.

As long as you have any brains, you should Understand that if I succeed, both of you will have ease and a better future.

If I fail, and you keep silent, they won't do anything to you.

Girls , it's time to change your destiny, be smart!"

The room was silent for a while, and Ruiwen said weakly: "The police are useless, everyone knows."

"I'm a big celebrity, I have a network, and the police are just an option to solve the problem." Harley tried to make her voice full of confidence, although she didn't have much confidence herself.

As of now, it is no longer possible to take a long-term plan, and can only adapt to the situation and make the best choice in the current environment.

The "big celebrity" seems to have given the girls a lot of confidence, and someone immediately reminded: "There was a child who tried to run away and call in the middle of the night, and he succeeded.

Now The orphanage learned a lesson. After the lights were turned off, the phones in the telephone room could not be used, and only the security room outside several hundred meters could turn on the switch again."

Harry immediately said: "At least the dean's office My phone can be used, right—shit!”

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared in front of the “Dead Man” Cyclops’ chest. Harry covered his eyes and screamed in panic: “ What the hell is this?!"

"Yes, the phone in the dean's office works, but you can't go anywhere." On the floor, the one-eyed dragon with a shriveled head said grimly.

Harry was horrified, but moved quickly, and took two steps back, holding the baseball bat at the end of the bed.

"No matter what the hell you're up to, you're dead today," she loudly shouted, waving her baton with both hands, "that's what I said, and God can't change it."

"Touch--" The metal rod was like a silver lightning, and it was suffocating on the top of the one-eyed dragon that slowly got up.

"God, He is really here and is still on my side." The one-eyed dragon smiled gloomily.

Harry was shocked, the baseball bat hit her head, and the middle of the baseball bat actually curved slightly.

(end of this chapter)