I want to have a date with Superman Chapter 221: Those who steal the hook are punished, those who steal the country are Hou, those who steal the world...
Chapter 221: Those who steal the hook are punished, those who steal the country are Hou, those who steal the world...
The time soon came to midnight the next day, half past twelve.
Central Park West Street, Teshi International Hotel, 11th floor, conference room.
Thirty-six men and women in fine clothes were neatly seated around the rectangular conference table.
Each of them wears a pure white mask with a smooth surface.
"Mrs. Rose, why are we here?"
In the middle of the square table, a black man asked the old lady above him softly.
Every official member of the court is a judge, but above the judges there is the Chief Justice.
The justices have a higher status than ordinary members and sit in the chief and front row.
"What's going on here?" Mrs. Rose said calmly.
"Just a few months ago, above us, on the 12th floor, Harley Quinn led a team to destroy the elite Shadow Warriors." The middle-aged black man said solemnly.
"so what?"
"It's not very safe here."
"Don't worry, I assure you, there are only us on the whole floor, it's very quiet and very safe.
As for Harley Quinn, except for that one time, she's never been here.
After the Kagemusha group was wiped out, we also specially checked and found that there were no monitors or trackers in each room." A blond woman opposite said confidently.
The middle-aged black man looked at her thoughtfully and said no more.
"We used to have forty-eight formal members and twenty-five peripheral members. Now, you have all seen that in just a few months, we have lost twelve companions." The old lady sighed.
"We want to avenge them." A fat white man shouted.
"How to repay?"
"Buy the prison guards and kill Theo Galavan and Jerome," the fat man said.
"It's meaningless, at least there's no need to discuss it in court. You can use your personal power to do this in private." The red-haired woman said as the old lady bowed her head.
The old lady nodded and said, "Yes, such trivial matters that can be solved by one person should not be discussed in court."
"Excuse me, Your Excellency, what is the theme of tonight's meeting?" someone asked.
"Three o'clock!" The old lady held out three fingers, "First of all, I recruited four new people. They are all nephews of the previous judge."
She clapped her hands and immediately four men and women wearing masks came out from the side room.
There is Truman, but no Gordon.
Gordon is an outside member candidate.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah"
The judges applauded, but no one raised any objection.
This is how they were selected back then.
After the four newcomers sat at the last seat, Lady Rose said: "The second thing is, let's discuss how to regain the position we lost politically and economically."
"What do you mean, ma'am?"
The old lady sighed: "In the past month, Gotham's powerful people have almost been purged.
Some families have lost their backbone, and some have simply disappeared.
A large number of important government positions and high-quality investment projects have been vacated, attracting a pack of wolves.
Money is power.
Power is even more powerful.
A court is a court only because we dominate in these two areas.
But now, politically, the police chief is not one of ours, and the mayor doesn't even want to deal with us.
Economically, Gotham's middle-level forces, headed by Harley Quinn, are coveting industries that were once out of reach.
We have to change this."
"Kill Harley Quinn and most of the problems will be solved." Someone said.
"If she was so easy to kill, Shadow Warrior would have sent out a second batch of assassins long ago." The fat white man muttered.
One of the justices, a tall and thin old man, said in a deep voice: "If you can't kill him, just absorb him into the court."
"How do you explain to the head of the devil (Lei Xiaogu)?"
The old lady smiled and said: "This is the third topic we discussed today.
My idea is to let her become a peripheral member and help us stabilize the situation first and restore Gotham to its original state.
When Lei Xiaogu regains his strength, we will cooperate with him."
After a pause, she sighed: "By giving her life for the court and Gotham, she has fulfilled her inauguration promise to make Gotham great again."
"I agree."
"Seconded!"
"I've thought so for a long time."
"Seconded."
"be opposed to!"
Amidst the voices of agreement, a murmur suddenly came out.
"Who objects?" Everyone was confused and looked around, and were surprised to find that the newcomer at the end was speaking.
From the sound of her voice, she seemed to be a young girl.
"No, there were originally thirty-six people, plus four newcomers, for a total of forty people, but now there are forty-one!" Truman, who was next to the girl, jumped up suddenly and yelled.
When all the men and women heard this, their hair stood on end. Could it be a ghost?
"Who are you?" The old lady came to her senses first and asked sharply.
The girl simply lifted up her white mask, revealing a smiling, heart-shaped face.
"Witch Harley!"
"Harley Quinn!"
Everyone exclaimed in disbelief.
"Miss Quinn, how did you find this place?"
The old lady's body was trembling slightly, but her voice was trying to remain calm.
"We have nothing to talk about."
Harley shrugged and lifted her clothes, revealing a row of grenades around her waist.
"No, tell me what you have to say!" The judges at the scene were so frightened that they almost peed.
Harley smiled sarcastically and pulled the safety pins of all the grenades at once.
They stopped shouting and were all confused.
Does she want to die with them?
What kind of deep hatred is this? You don’t say a word of nonsense and just open up, is that the end of it?
"Boom boom boom!"
While he was confused and frightened, dull sounds sounded one after another, and green-brown gas instantly filled the conference room.
Scarecrow's fear gas!
"Uh ah ah"
When you come into contact with the gas, or even hold your breath, and only your skin and mucous membranes are exposed to the gas, endless fear immediately arises from the bottom of your heart, and the picture in front of you begins to distort, distorting into the image of the most feared thing in your subconscious.
"Puff thump thump"
In just one breath, thirty-nine of the forty judges on the scene fell.
Truman's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, and he was making loud noises, but he supported the back of the chair with both hands and refused to fall to the ground.
Harley walked over, grabbed his hair using Wonder Woman Diana's signature technique, and beat him hard.
"Boom!"
His head hit his head, blood spurted from Truman's forehead, his eyes turned white, and he fainted completely.
Harley looked around and nodded with satisfaction.
She is not afraid of fear gas.
It's not that fear gas is ineffective against her, but that at level 4 of the Food Defense Specialty, she can digest most toxins in the world.
Now that she is at level five, she can even digest basic magic poisons.
Of course, if she didn't want to digest and absorb the fear poison immediately, she could still feel fear enough to send her into shock.
"Pa!" Harry snapped his fingers, and a huge shadow suddenly appeared from the floor-to-ceiling window.
The van-sized airship has a tattered surface, with rusty steel plates like Band-Aids fixed on the airship's surface by rivets.
The hatch facing the interior becomes materialized, while the other half is like a shadow, stuck in the glass, sucking away all the surrounding colors and light.
Ivy poked her little head out, frowned and said, "There are a lot of people, Aji can't fit in."
Harley acted like a dead pig and threw someone into the cabin.
"Just make two more trips," she said.
A quarter of an hour later, Arkham Island, Indian Hill, and the desolate graveyard.
The huge magic circle with a diameter of four meters was drawn as early as noon. It was covered with a thin layer of soil afterwards and no one noticed it.
Forty of Gotham's top dignitaries piled up on top of the magic circle to form a small hill.
"Harry, I have an unknown feeling." Ivy's face turned slightly pale.
Harry swallowed, feeling a rush of heat all over his body as he thought about what he was about to do.
She tugged on her collar and looked at the leaden sky, her eyes gradually becoming firmer: "I also feel that the air tonight is particularly dull, but the arrow is on the string and I have to shoot.
Ivy, stay away, I'm about to start. Jackie Chan, just watch tonight!"
When the airship was out of sight, Harley took a deep breath and began to recite the incantation loudly: "Supreme Lord of Hell, I hereby call your true name, Lucifer Morningstar!
I, Harley Quinn, present to you the true controller of Gotham, the top dignitary comparable to a king.
Please take away their flesh and blood, their flesh and blood belongs only to you.
Please take away their bones, their bones belong only to you.
Please take away their souls, no one can take them away except you, the great Satan!"
The spiritual power in the sea of consciousness is like water from a bursting river, rushing and flowing.
"Buzzing" a huge five-pointed star array rose from the ground. The array was not the usual blood red, but holy platinum, with an aura of pure evil and depravity.
Then there are magic runes and runes one after another
"Oh, it's you, Witch Harley."
Taller than Mount Everest, vaster than the Pacific Ocean, and more dazzling than the scorching sun at noon in summer, the will that descended upon her could not bear it any longer with just a "glancing", and she fell to her knees.
Not only her, but also the test subjects and researchers at the Indian Mountain Laboratory turned their eyes white and fainted instantly.
The snakes, insects, rats and ants on the ground, the rotten fish and shrimps in the swamp are like encountering a black hole in the soul.
The meager spirit in the body breaks away from the physical shell and rushes away like the master of will.
Lucifer didn't intentionally attack them.
Just like a black hole passing by a star, its huge mass naturally absorbs the star's light.
A ray of Lucifer's will is like a black hole in the soul to ordinary people.
"Satan Guards have met His Majesty Lucifer,"
Harry knelt down without saying a word.
"What do you want?" Lucifer said lazily.
Harley lowered her head and said loudly: "I hope to exchange Gotham's entire ruling class for a chance to unlock the magic.
Please, Your Majesty, pour your pure essence into my body until I successfully activate the magic power, or until I can't bear it any longer and take the initiative to stop."
His consciousness swept over her body, and he smiled lightly and said: "You are at a loss! Only half a drop of original magic power can make you a demon Earl. The demon Earl naturally has magic power."
"It is the greatest honor to serve His Majesty." Harry said respectfully.
"Okay, as you wish!"
As Satan made his promise and the lower circle rotated crazily, Harley felt an indescribable power of rules that connected her to a supreme being.
"Ouch"
Lucifer began to enjoy his sacrifice, and the owl judges let out instinctive wails.
Their bodies were visibly reduced to ashes after tens of thousands of years. Their souls were suspended in the magic circle, roasted by the flames of hell, and disappeared suddenly. The endless abyss of hell that fell from the human world was not immediately captured by Lucifer.
, must wait for the ceremony to be completed.
"Ouch"
Harley was wailing too.
Before even a drop of the original power fell into her body, changes began to occur and small devil horns grew on her forehead.
Her white and smooth skin was covered with rotten and dirty black scales.
she
She felt like she was going to explode.
Then, she ordered the Evolution Treasure of the Sea of Consciousness: Turn on the "Hell Defense Specialty"!