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"Hahaha……?"

He held a submachine gun and fired at a black organization's warehouse. After the 0 bullets were shot, he was about to enter it with a baseball bat. But when Halin Quizel walked into the warehouse, he found that all the members of the organization had been knocked unconscious on the ground, no wonder that the sound of both his own and his enemies was not screaming after a long time of shooting.

"What is your purpose!"

The low and hoarse question sounded from the top of his head, and the faint footsteps were filled with a slight terror. However, Harlem Quizel was not affected at all because she knew who was coming. She had spent more than ten years studying the changes in Gotham City, the Knight of Justice and the Devil of Darkness, Harvey Dent vs. Batman, the former created the order of justice in Gotham City, and the latter killed the former with his own hands.

The batman, who was scolded by thousands of people, disappeared for thirteen years in a blink of an eye. No one knew where he went, nor why he killed Harvey Dante. It was just that when the Knight and the Devil left at the same time, Gotham City entered a real peace. You wouldn't even feel scared when you walk on the street at twelve o'clock at night. The smoky left Gotham City in a complete smoky state until the bastard blew up the madhouse two months ago.

"Haha... Batman, the devil who ended justice, why did he kill such a cute knight in the first place!?"

He made a curious and playful expression, looked at the baseball bat on his shoulder, raised his head to find the location of Batman, but no one answered Harlem Quezel for three minutes. A slight wind blew past behind him, and Harlem Quezel subconsciously threw the baseball bat behind him. The collision sounded Harlem Quezel was covered with his palm and pressed to the ground.

"I warn you! Don't continue to provoke the fierce battle between the gangsters. I don't have time to play house games with you guys!"

The pain hit Harlem Quetzel did not shout at all. Instead, she clamped Batman's waist with her legs, and swung the baseball bat in her hand at Batman's head again. Batman was not a very gentleman to women. Facing the unforgivable Harlem Quetzel, although she felt a little guilty, she still chose to raise her palm and smash it hard towards the ground.

The baseball bat hit Batman's mask and did not cause any damage to Batman. It was just that when the sound of dripping sounds in the baseball bat, Batman realized that the baseball bat was not an ordinary wood. The bat windbreaker protected Halin Quizel and herself. The explosive that seemed small but thumb-like in the explosion instantly swallowed the entire warehouse, and the flames burned for hundreds of meters and swept across.

"You... are really a good person!"

Harlem Quezel on the ground spoke up again and sent a good man card to Batman. Batman really didn't react for a while. He really didn't expect Harlem Quezel to be so cruel. Although the two looked at each other, Batman flew into the sky in the next second. Harlem Quezel's other hand actually had an instrument similar to a monkey who slapped Batman in the chest. Batman went into the sky in a daze.

Although I often suffered losses from women in the past, it was the first time for a crazy woman. It was quite fresh. If it wasn't very painful, Batman wanted to know why the female psychologist he had chosen to treat the clown became like this. Perhaps it was a mistake to ask her to see the clown at the beginning. In a trance, Batman even had hallucinations. Looking at Harlem Quizel who stood up from the scorched earth on the ground, the outline of the clown appeared behind her, and she was still waving to herself.

The bat rope was shot out and inserted into the ground. The fixed body cloak spread out and turned into a bat wing. A laser shot through the bat wings from the side. Batman was attacked and his body was unbalanced and fell into the ruins. On the ground, Harlem Quizel turned around and jumped to avoid the flames. A luxury sports car stopped at the intersection.

"Hani, are you here to pick me up?!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Peter rolled down the car window and made a happy and exaggerated expression. Peter didn't want to show her love hypocritically. I guess there would be no man on any earth in the world and the universe who would talk about a woman who wanted to love you and kill you at all times. Halin Quezel instantly changed his expression and made a grievance. Peter honked the horn and showed impatientness.

"Let's go quickly, I'll take you to play a thrilling game, a kind of pleasure you've never experienced before, that's the kind that you'll be crushed to pieces if you're not careful!"

After hearing Peter's words, Harlem Quitzel was slightly stunned, then kissed Peter through the car window, walked around the front of the car and sat in the passenger seat, passed through the main driver and raised his middle finger to challenge Batman who had not come in the flames. However, Batman was indifferent to this and turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

"I like!"

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"This time it seems that your intention to kill me has weakened a lot."

The crazy echo is like two palms. You can make a sound with force except for praising the most beautiful plot in the world, and you seem to have no other way of praise. Whether it is a thumbs up or a verbal praise, there is no effect in applause. No matter what occasion or environment, the best praise to humans is applause.

"You called me here for this woman!"

Looking at Pandora who fainted on the research table under surveillance, Harlem Quizel, who had tidied up his clothes, questioned him a little unhappy. Peter nodded and explained.

"She has a secret from a hundred years ago. Don't underestimate her. Pandora has lived for at least four thousand years, but she is like she is in her twenties. Are you not curious about what secret she has hidden!"

Harlem Quetzer is a psychologist. In other words, he is an expert who can induce people to tell their secrets. He is far from using psychology to make people tell the truth. This is also the reason why Peter came to Harlem Quetzer after Pandora's time and space. No matter how crazy this woman is, she can't be a clown. She is just imitating and fantasizing about her actions and the clown. This is also the stage when Harlem Quetzer has not yet truly grown up, so she is still the psychologist, a woman who has won the Best Psychologist Review Award in the United States and the world.

"Is Pandora..."

The organizer's own blonde hair naturally sat on Peter's lap, typing on the keyboard to call out videos, Harlem Quezel went straight into work, and Peter did not make any other moves, just enjoying the peace and comfort of this moment while smelling the fragrance, wrapping it around his hands. In his few leisure time, this kind of life is really pitiful.
Chapter completed!