"Dear mage friends, spirit friends, and demon brothers passing by, if I have done anything wrong in the past, offended you, and have resentment or hatred in my heart, please hold it back."
After the Stranger and Gabriel left, Harley stood in the middle of the open space, looked around, and shouted triumphantly: "You have to hold it in even if you can't help it, otherwise what can you do?
I can't hear you scold me behind my back, but it's dangerous to scold me in front of me.
Maybe, like Raskov, form a team to hunt me?
Hey hey hey, I lost a villa and they lost 70% of their lives.
Or, like Gabriel, the angel king on earth, have an 'iron head game' with me?
Well, I'm really scared, my head hurts, and I can't kill you, so don't come to compete with me!"
"Witch, please don't be arrogant. Look, the mud under your feet is soaked with blood." A god hiding in the dark said angrily.
"I'm going to be arrogant, come on, teach me a lesson!" Harley stretched her neck and shouted: "Come and compete with me!"
"The witch went crazy and her head was damaged." A mage said in shock.
"What's crazy? Was she very humble before?" Some people disagreed.
"Don't be impulsive, everyone. The Witch is fishing. Look, Rip Man and Wonder Woman are right next to them." Someone found a clue.
"The witch is cunning, everyone should disperse."
The space door flashed continuously for a while, and in just half a minute, only a few people were left in the ruins of the manor, which had been very busy a moment ago.
"Harley, I won't help you 'fish for law enforcement'." Superman said seriously.
"Thanks to you, I would have died hundreds of times." Harley rolled her eyes and said angrily: "When you released the Kryptonian prisoners, you promised me that if a demon attacks me, you will come immediately to support me.
Are you here today?
Oh, you are here, but not when I need you most, you are here to watch the big show!"
Superman looked embarrassed and said sarcastically: "It's not that I don't want to come. There was a big accident at the Metropolis subway station. Hundreds of people were trapped underground. I can't just run away halfway through rescuing people, right?
Moreover, I have super hearing to listen to what’s going on on your side to make sure you always have the upper hand.”
Harley said meaningfully: "Believe it or not, if you leave the victims of the subway station to the firefighters tonight and rush to Gotham to help me as soon as possible, you will save more people."
"Saving you means saving more people? You are so arrogant." Wonder Woman sneered.
"Hi, Heroine, I'm your fan, thank you for coming to save me." Harley waved to her and smiled.
"I came here to watch the fun, and I didn't even think about rescuing you." Diana said calmly.
Harry frowned and said, "I am straightforward and sincere, and I am not good at beating around the bush or using clever words. So...is there any misunderstanding between us?"
"I am also straight-tempered and have no misunderstandings. You asked the navy to hack me online because I don't want to serve under you during the Krypton invasion."
Diana was really straightforward and spoke her mind without any embarrassment.
Harley shouted aggrievedly: "What a huge misunderstanding!"
"I have a confirmed source of information. It's useless for you to deny it." Diana said firmly.
Harley glanced at Bateman.
Bateman shook his head slightly, "I didn't have time to say it - the people who posted in the Wonder Woman section tonight are probably your trolls who are setting the pace."
Stop talking before you have time to say it!
Harley's expression was blank.
"What, you're the one doing the trick tonight too? But none of those accounts are trumpets or zombie accounts." Diana was shocked.
Harley clapped her hands and said, "If you don't have a living room, how can you entertain guests?"
"Whoosh -" The sky suddenly darkened, and above the crowd, the black warrior lifted up the three-story villa and flew over.
The land below the villa is made of two I-shaped steel plates that cross into an "X" shape. Above it is a brand-new building made of turning heads, alloy steel, and special glass. It covers an area of 200 square meters and has three floors. It is modern and simple in style.
The whole body is silver and white, very beautiful and very fashionable.
On the ruins of the original manor, thousands of vines squirmed, pulling the ruins aside, leaving a large area of flat land.
Then Carlisle led a team of 12 priests in total to appear, using stones and magic beams that shimmered with magical light to build a six-pointed star array on the mud, as well as some strange runes.
Finally, a space door appeared close to the ground. The Black Warrior slowly fell down, landed in the circular space door, and appeared from the other side. The huge villa landed smoothly.
A sapling grows near the new villa, and clusters of delicate flowers form a flowerbed with a spring atmosphere in front of the house...
Under the dumbfounded gaze of the three giants of Zhenglian, the new Quinn Manor was formed in just three minutes.
Entering the living room of the villa, Bateman and Superman were shocked again.
They had been to Quinn Manor before, and now in the brand new manor living room, they saw familiar furnishings and furniture.
Although the styles are the same, they are both new.
This shows that Harley's villa was not a sudden flash of inspiration tonight, she had already been 'prepared'.
"Alas, I originally planned to get along with you as ordinary people, but what I got in exchange was many misunderstandings." Harley poured a glass of 'holy water wine' (ps) for the three of them, and sighed: "Forget it, stop pretending.
, I show my cards, I am the director of the Superhero Supervision Bureau!
All heroes who put on uniforms must accept my review and test.
In a word, I am your BOSS!"
Bateman said in a low voice, "I've never heard of the Superheroes Authority."
"There are a lot of things you haven't heard of. Starting from three years ago, before you even debuted, the regulatory bureau took shape.
Or, do you think this department should not appear?"
Harley glanced at the three people and said with a smile: "If some deceitful people, under the banner of heroes, are afraid of death when the earth is destroyed, hide aside and do nothing, how can the government tolerate it?
You know, just a few years ago, the United States still had the Keene Act that required real-name registration of superheroes!
The Keene Act is more than ten times more stringent than the regulatory agency. You should be grateful to be born in a beautiful new era."
"I'm not afraid of death. I went to Metropolis on the day Krypton invaded, but I didn't have the chance to contribute." Diana said firmly.
"Who knows whether you're going or not? I don't know anyway. So, I'm going to use clever methods to push you and teach you to be a true hero who understands honor and shame." Harley said shamelessly.
Diana blushed, "You teach me how to do things? I have been fighting for longer than your grandmother."
Harry sneered: "Anyone who dies in my hands is the same age as your grandmother.
If age and experience can determine everything, Gabriel and I don't need to compare ourselves to 'iron heads' and just report our age."
Diana's red lips parted slightly, but she was speechless.
"Ahem, Harley, I don't agree with your statement." Superman looked at Diana comfortingly and said: "Every superhero is free from mind to body. They have the right to choose or refuse to participate.
In each battle, you also have the power to choose your favorite fighting method.
I can vouch for Wonder Woman, she was indeed in Metropolis that day.
I felt her gaze and heard her voice.
Even if there are heroes who did not go, they should not criticize or blame them.
Laws and morals can only restrain people from doing bad things, but cannot command or force a person to do good things.
When an ordinary person puts on a uniform and takes the first step as a cross-dressing hero, we should encourage him and praise him, even if he has not done a single great thing.
Because the desire to serve the people is noble and great in itself."
Diana stared at Da Chao blankly, her big blue eyes showing gratitude, admiration and unspeakable emotions.
Bateman also looked complicated.
"That's very well said," Harley clapped her hands lightly, "but do you know why there was an accident at the Metropolis subway station tonight?"
"I know, terrorist attack."
"Who did it?"
"I'm investigating."
"No need to check, I tell you, it was arranged by those demons in Raskov.
They want to drag you to Metropolis.
Today you comply with their ideas, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, the same thing will happen countless times, when someone wants you to go somewhere, or leave you somewhere.
I don’t know how many “meat tickets” will be killed by then.
Now, do you still think heroes have the right to choose freely?" Harley sneered.
Superman's expression changed several times, and he finally said firmly: "I don't know the future, but I can't turn a blind eye to what is happening in front of me.
Then, thank you for your reminder. I will work harder in the future to teach those who imitate an unforgettable lesson."
"Work harder..." Harley looked dazed for a while, "I seem to have heard someone say this."
"Jim Gordon." Bateman blurted out.
After saying that, he slapped his thigh in annoyance.
The impression he had as a teenager was too profound, and Gordon tried too hard too many times, so his words slipped.
"Oh, yes, that's him." Catching a glimpse of Bateman's expression, a smile appeared in Harry's eyes.
Bateman glared at her and said in a deep voice: "Superintendent Gordon still adheres to his former ideals and never gives up his efforts to change injustice and injustice."
"Some things can't be achieved without hard work." Harley sighed: "I think that when an ordinary person puts on a cross-dressing cape and takes the first step to become a superhero, we should guide him and educate him.
Even if he is born with supernatural powers, he can easily accomplish great things in the eyes of others.
Because heroes not only represent honor, but also bear a heavy responsibility.
The higher the honor, the greater the responsibility.
There is no doubt that I, who lead the group to save the world, am the most suitable superhero mentor."
"You are so shameless." Bateman said with a wooden face.
Superman and Wonder Woman nodded in agreement.
Harry shook his head and sighed, "You call it shameless to be brave enough to do things, but fearing death to avoid responsibility becomes 'freedom'.
Alas, it seems that the superhero world does need rectification and supervision!"
"Harley, I think you are the one who needs to be supervised the most. What's going on with Darth Vader?" Batman asked with a stern face, "He must be a Kryptonian! General Minos's concerns were not wrong. The Kryptonian mothership crashed that day.
You secretly allowed the Kryptonian captives under your control to hide a lot of contraband, including Kryptonian scientists."
Superman sighed and remained silent.
"Well, I won't hide it now." Harley looked out the door, "Dark Warrior, tell them who you are."
The black warrior stepped on the armored combat boots and walked in with a "clang, clang, clang", lifted his mask, and revealed a strange and ordinary male face.
"I don't want to hear his random identity. He must have had plastic surgery." Batman said.
"Huh, I've seen you, and you've seen me, Bateman." The Black Warrior spoke coldly, standing firm with his feet side by side, "Look who I am!"
Magic runes flashed across the surface of the black crystal helmet, and a ray of light shot out from the black warrior's eyes, condensing into the appearance of a majestic female general in mid-air.