"Ah hey -" Harley threw a straight punch, but the opponent shook his head and dodged it.
The robber held his fist tightly with both hands, and Harley's other left hand had already been held by a robber, and she seemed unable to move.
But the next moment, she stood on the same spot, kicking her right foot upwards like lightning, pushing upwards almost perfectly.
“Crack——” The robber’s jaw on the opposite side seemed to be broken.
"Puff!" Without even a scream, the thing flew up half a meter diagonally, then fell straight to the floor and fainted.
Harley laughed loudly, "You bunch of rubbish, dare to threaten our customers' precious deposits, even if it's just a penny, I will make sure you walk away without money!"
She seemed to be on top of her head, laughing arrogantly, without stopping the movement of her hands, leaning on the robber who held her left arm, like her hands on a pommel horse.
Then, there were gymnastics moves again, with the legs swinging and the toes of the hard leather boots poking directly into the face of the robber who was rushing towards him.
"Pfft..." It was so miserable, with blood spurting out of the mouth and a few white teeth.
The graceful woman's expression condensed, and a trace of anger flashed in her deep blue eyes.
Like a ghost, she dodged her little brother who was flying over, and took a few steps to come to Harley's side. The black barrel of the gun was pressed against her straight nose with a few drops of crystal sweat hanging on it.
"Gah——" the laughter stopped abruptly.
"If you dare to move, I will blow your pretty little face away!" Mrs. Yongrong said with murderous intent.
He doesn't show martial ethics and actually uses a gun...
"Let that girl go!"
A loud roar came from above, followed by a round... grenade?
Harley was frightened, "Buzz————"
The next second, it seemed like millions of bees were swarming into her mind, flapping their wings and buzzing, and there seemed to be countless white needles of light piercing her eyes.
Like being drunk, Harley felt dizzy, lost control of her five senses, and her thinking seemed to have stagnated.
As soon as the sky darkened, a shadow fell from the sky and landed not far in front of Harry.
"Lay down your weapons and surrender to me!"
This should be said to the female robber, Harley has no weapons.
"It's Mr. Shadow, we're saved!" someone far away shouted.
After all, there were eight points of defense. Although she still couldn't control her body, Harley began to slowly regain some consciousness.
In fact, the shock bomb is a sonic attack, and the white light is an illusion. It does not cause direct damage to the eyes, but the brain is dizzy and temporarily unable to process visual information.
Harley was very surprised. Even though her "blood cow" was under control, the female robber, who was over fifty years old, was still able to move quickly.
She was knocked several meters away by the shock bomb. At this time, she had climbed up and held a female customer hostage with an Uzi submachine gun.
"Shit, isn't this Batman?" Harley was a little surprised to see Gotham's urban legend with her own eyes.
A matte black helmet that only exposes the mouth and chin, a short black cape that only covers the buttocks, a black tactical jacket sewn with special fabrics, and matte metal sheets on vital parts...the whole is black, with no traces of splicing.
This set is privately customized.
Like Batman, Mr. Shadow has various props hanging from his belt.
At this time, he held a special radio and gun in his hand, stunned the robber who was beaten to death by Harley, and walked confidently towards the last female robber.
When passing by Harley, he stopped and glanced at her, with clear admiration and surprise in his eyes.
"Big Money, welcome to the real Gotham! You are great and have great potential. We can form a team if we have the opportunity."
Leaving this sentence behind, he walked straight towards the female robber, regardless of Harley's extremely excited expression.
"It's all over. Let go of the hostages and don't struggle in vain."
Mr. Shadow's voice is hoarse and must have been changed. It sounds very intimidating.
"Oh, you are so unprofessional if you still want to pick up girls at this time." The female robber sighed, pushed away the female hostage in front of her, and mocked: "But you are right about one thing, this female robber is very rich.
Potential, more potential than you, at least she can see that this is a show."
The copycat Batman was stunned, "What?"
The female robber smiled and said: "Boy, how did you know there was a robbery happening here? Did someone tip you off?
But why don't you think about it, what if that informant is the FBI?
We’ve been pretty active in Gotham lately, right?”
Seven or eight "customers" came around one after another, and at the same time they took out their identity tags from their pockets and hung them around their necks.
Even the female hostage who had been kidnapped before took out a sign with a huge "FBI" on it.
"Shit!" Mr. Shadow cursed and ran away.
Well, he doesn't have Batman's zip gun, and he can't summon the Batmobile. He only uses two legs... Just like the delivery boy who is about to run out of time, he runs towards the gate.
"Pfft..." The scene was so funny and low-key that Harley couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
"Da da da da da..." The female robber raised her right hand casually and fired a series of shots.
"Crack-" Mr. Shadow was shot several times, howled, smashed the glass of the revolving door, and lay motionless on the ground.
"Fuck, he is a superhero after all. He has been arrested, why do you still want to kill him?" Harley was shocked and angry.
The incident happened so suddenly that no one had time to react.
The female robber rolled her eyes and didn't explain anything.
Immediately, an FBI trotted over, squatted down and checked, and said strangely: "He is not dead. The armor has a very high technological content and is completely bulletproof. He just fainted from fright."
Harley breathed a sigh of relief and sneered: "It's not my first day debuting. I've experienced the ups and downs of Gotham, so I won't be scared.
I estimate that he probably fainted due to your shamelessness and was extremely angry."
"Do you also want to stay in the cell for a few days? You injured several of my agents, and I haven't settled the score with you yet." The old woman said calmly.
Harley shrank her head and stopped talking.
"Shit, shit FBI, you old sow, he is a hero, why do you arrest him?!" Some of the real customers yelled.
It wasn't just him. When the police car came over and a cordon was set up outside the bank, the people who gathered around him also cursed loudly.
"Hi, Laurie!" Jessica came over and greeted the "old sow" with a smile.
Laurie shook his head gently, flicked the hair from his forehead to his ears, and said calmly: "Jesse, is your grandpa in good health?"
"I'm so confused. I live in a nursing home on the outskirts of the city. People can't even remember it." Jessica shook her head gently.
Then, she pulled Harley over and introduced: "This is your senior, living watcher, second-generation silk soul, Laurie Black."
Jessica's grandfather is the husband and manager of a generation of silk souls.
For at least ten years, the second-generation Silk Soul Laurie regarded him as his father.
But later the truth came out, it turned out that Yi Sihun had an affair during marriage and had an affair with his teammate Comedian...
Harry was really shocked and blurted out: "Watcher has completely become the hawk dog of the imperial court?"
She was not surprised that Laurie was alive. After all, he was only in his fifties. But Laurie led a team to hunt down the cross-dressing hero. This...
"The Watchers have been disbanded long ago. I only represent myself." Laurie said indifferently.
Jessica glared at Harry and smoothed things over with a smile, "It's not easy to meet us. How about we have a drink at the cafe next door?"
Harley thought Silk Soul would refuse.
In fact, Jessica didn't have much hope, but Laurie only hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Harley didn't change clothes.
Except for the cloak, the uniforms worn by female banknotes are not unconventional.
Sitting down in a booth by the window, Laurie took the initiative to chat about the arrest of the cross-dressing hero.
"The Keene Act, which restricts cross-dressing heroes, is about to be revoked."
This is earth-shattering information.
Jessica was surprised and asked: "Since it is about to be cancelled, why do we still need to arrest Mr. Shadow?"
Laurie said calmly: "You should ask why the bill was withdrawn."
"Why?" Jessica asked stupidly.
Laurie glanced at Harley and said meaningfully: "A bill that cannot be maintained loses the meaning of existence.
If Joan had not agreed, the Keene Act would never have been passed.
But not every 'God on Earth' is Joan."
Joan is Dr. Manhattan's "lifetime" name.
An atomic physics scientist named "Jonathan Jean" had an accident during the "Existence Field" experiment and was broken down into atoms and entered a quantum state. After a period of time, the quantum state collapsed into a controllable constant value, that is,
Returning from quantum space to the human world.
When he came back, he was losing his humanity every day. He was no longer the same person. He gave himself a new code name, "Dr. Manhattan."
However, those close to him still call him by his original name.
Silk soul Laurie has been Lan DaDiao's lover for nearly twenty years.
"Is there a second 'God' now?" Jessica asked in shock.
Silk Soul said: "A being who is more powerful than mortals and can control the fate of mortals is no different from God.
I'm not chasing drag heroes for the sake of the authorities in Washington, but because mortal heroes are completely obsolete.
If you can't even pass this test like mine, taking off your mask and going home to live a normal life is definitely the best option."
"Why are you explaining this to us?" Harley asked doubtfully.
"It's not you, it's just you..." Silk Soul looked at her hesitantly for a while and said: "I tell you the inside story about the cross-dressing hero because I hope you can choose your future path carefully.
As for the reason, Watchman and Big Money are the same, and..."
Lao Sihun picked up the coffee cup and took a sip without saying the last reason.
"Harry, so you are here!" The bald old white man rushed over excitedly, dancing with excitement, "I watched the video, you played so well, it was like a rebirth of money, especially these long legs, it's like
The important person...uh, Agent Black, you're here too."
When the bald man Will saw Laurie, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted excitedly: "Ah, I understand, you recognized the identity of the second generation of Big Money.
Maybe, we can organize a Watcher gathering and at least have a welcome ceremony so that Harley—"
"I'm leaving. I'll see you next time if we have the chance." Laurie put down the coffee cup and left without even looking at the old white man.
The old white man's face turned green and red, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "This old bitch who made the Japanese hydrogen bomb is so rude."
"Uh, Fuck...what does hydrogen bomb mean?" Harley asked strangely.
"Isn't that big blue guy just a big moving hydrogen bomb?"
Harley and Jessica are both too young to understand the tricks of the older generation.
The name Dr. Manhattan comes from the "Manhattan Project" (the nuclear bomb project led by the U.S. Army).
To put it bluntly, he is also one of the products of nuclear engineering.
In the era when he was born (the early 1950s), let alone ordinary people, even many physicists had little or no understanding of quantum science.
So, they simply defined Dr. Manhattan as a being more powerful than a nuclear bomb, probably like a hydrogen bomb with controllable energy.
"The walking hydrogen bomb" is the world's intuitive understanding and common name for Dr. Manhattan.
This book is nothing, Dr. Manhattan doesn't care about other people's opinions at all.
The key lies in the second generation Silk Soul Laurie.
"The Lover of the Hydrogen Bomb", "The Woman of the French Hydrogen Bomb"...
They were all amazed at how a human being could make love with the energy of a hydrogen bomb.
This seems to go beyond the likes of Xu Xianning and Caichen?