I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman Chapter 63

2021-06-23

Chapter 63 Bruce's Decision

Harry finds it really relaxing to be a nun who doesn't meditate.

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

And then her day's work is done.

Of course, regular nuns have to do noon prayers, worship Saint Physique, and recite the Rosary a whole set of procedures, strictly enforced, with little personal time left.

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

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

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

Afterwards, she started looking online for information on exorcism.

Very few and very old content.

She was puzzled and called her "supervisor".

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

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

"I'll see"

After about two minutes, he praised : "Very good, there are believers coming to pray so soon, it seems that Bali Street really lacks a cathedral."

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

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"It's long gone. Except for the building where I live, there are also people coming from the nearby community."

"That's it" Granger cultivator pondered: "I Please contact the Chief-In-Charge of Martha Charitable Fund to see if we can add more food."

Harry thought for a while and said, "Today there is a single mother with three children, she Without a job, cautiously asked me if I needed an employee, she could clean up and distribute food. By the way, if the Martha Charitable Fund could provide a fund."

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

"Why? Wayne has no shortage of money." Harry wondered.

“In order to avoid corruption, 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. Money.

If you really need help, you have to submit an application to prove that your chapel needs to hire employees, and then the Foundation will negotiate with the church and arrange an employee directly,” Granger explained.

Harry understands a little, this is because she is worried that someone will install her 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 Rich people donate."

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

“For example, the church will sell spiritual cultivator books and sacred relics to believers, and even a local sect protecting church will sell hamburgers and fried chicken to the townspeople on Sundays to make ends meet.”

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"Uh" Harley looked at her empty "commissary" and asked, "Is there any problem with the nun selling tobacco and alcohol?"

"Better not! You can take it with you. Donation box, go shopping in Bali Street."

"Donation is not a long-term solution, and there are too many poor people here. In fact, I am a demon cultivator woman, can I pass the Anglican Church's Network, introduce me to some business?" At this time, Harry logically stated his purpose.

"Demon cultivator woman?!" You could tell how shocked Granger was on the other end of the phone and how ridiculous his expression was.

"Really, I was born with Yin-Yang Eye and can see things that ordinary people can't see. I met an Archangel named Zaulie earlier." Halle solemnly vowed.

"I only know Archangel Uriel, Zauriel heard it for the first time." Granger said.

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

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

"Why?" Harry said curiously.

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

Then, as soon as the media exposed, a case was reported. All over the world, wouldn’t our church’s reputation be badly damaged?

Not to mention the Episcopal Church, and even the Holy See of Rome, for a period of time, even banned priests from exorcising believers.” Granger helplessly said.

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

"But I'm different, I have the ability." She added.

"This is the rule of the church. You and I are a nobody and can't be changed." Granger's tone was euphemistic, but his refusal attitude was very firm.

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

Immediately many links appeared.

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

For no other reason, it has the most daily active users.

"Shit, I want to go with Exorcist, and I also post on the forum to help."

Harry quickly registered as a user, and then made a message - "I I've seen an angel, he's 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 himself as a demon cultivator woman and expressed his willingness to provide exorcism services at a low price.

Immediately someone responded: Yes, not only the angels are black, but even God is black, you man, just work hard!

The third floor replies to the second floor: White trash, it's 21st century and still racist. Black sister, come on!

Fourth floor: drive demon cultivator female, is she handsome or not? Did you do it? What does it feel like?

The fifth floor replies 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 window of the "commissary".

"Go to the chapel across from you to pray." Harry didn't look up.

"I'm going to buy and sell."

This time Harley lifts the head, and the two "Iverson" hangers are standing outside the window.

Well, Iverson's height and build, Iverson's furrow hair, and a Sixers number three jacket.

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

"Yo, this nun is so cute!" Iverson A whistled, looking at Harry's eyes becoming dishonest, "What's the point of staying home alone? Follow me. Let's go out and have a drink."

"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?"

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

“We only charge protection fees for dead papers, we only do business.”

Iverson B “Pa” and threw a packet of white flour on the counter, “Old rules , we will set the price, and you can sell it directly.

One set is priced at $20, not too much, not too little. It has been divided into five hundred copies.

Sold Call us when you're done, sell a pack, you can get a commission of two hundred dollars, okay?"

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

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

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

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing the words azure red Satan on his black arm, "In Gotham, only Satan can live. Little nun, if If you still want to serve God, be obediently and honestly, otherwise—"

"Otherwise I'll slap you!" Iverson said with a smile.

Iverson B glanced at him, and the corner of his mouth also raised a touch of obscenity.

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

Two sunsneered, directly Go to the door of the room.

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

And then there's "ping peng~ peng~!"

Uh, the classic American action movie - you punch me, I punch you, bloody nose on both sides and swollen face, the villain finally fell, and in the ending song, the protagonist won on the verge of collapse.

Of course, Harry's face was covered, and her beautiful appearance was preserved.

"Gudong.Gudong"

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

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

"Put, poo!" The two Iversons who were wiped out of their EXPs staggered to the ground before they could answer.

bloody nose and swollen face, brow beaded with sweat, slack eyes.

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

"You are Prika, the daughter of Aunt Tata?" Harry turned around, also surprised.

What a sturdy black girl, more than two meters tall, her skin is as black as carbon, with a blue mohawk head, big round earrings, golden closed rings, and a big Gold Chain around her neck. Wearing a black tight-fitting short leather jacket, leather pants, long high-heeled leather boots, and black

looks like a ruthless character.

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

"I'm a demon cultivator woman, and I've been practicing hard in the church for fifteen years. Even demons are no match for me, even more how two sluts." Harley took the opportunity to sell herself.

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

After driving the two "Iversons" away, Prika invites Harry to sit at home.

She is interested in the "kung fu nun" who can defeat two brawny men, and Harley also wants to know about this big sister who tells her back.

"In old Hank's time, the 'grocery store' you live in now was a Dupin consignment. It's like Philip Tobacco, which will make sure that every store in the United States can buy Myriad Treasures Road (world-famous cigarettes).”

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

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

"I remember that GCPD has an anti-drug team, right? They just and honourable slapped a bag of white noodles on my table and shouted loudly. They were simply 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.

"It's either Maroni or Falcone, in short, these two emperors occupy the two biggest cakes in the market."

Harry is a little proud, wandering about these God, she knows something about Gotham Underground World too!

But Prika shook her head and said, "Falco's cabinet never touches drugs. Maroney can quickly rise from a rising star to the second boss of Gotham just because he is the Eastern Sea coaster of the United States. The biggest gangster.

As for Gotham's second gangster, it's the Gotham Drug Enforcement Team 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, isn't this too ridiculous?!" Harry almost jumped up.

"Stab - now an emergency news!"

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

Harry also stopped being shocked and turned her head towards 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 spears.

"Today's events have nothing to do with Wayne Group operations, I just want to use this place to announce one thing: my friend Harley Quinn is not a Demoness, she was framed by the Holy Adventist Crusades , I was one of the witnesses, and I know what happened at the St. John's monastery that night."

(end of this chapter)

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