"Can't you be accommodating?" Martha begged.
“Believe in the Lord, all the arrangements of the Lord are for your good.” The GCPD angel sighed.
Martha and Thomas were silent.
They wanted to talk to their son, but they also believed in the Lord.
Hallie didn’t believe in the Lord, so she laughed and said, “How about the main office for making videos?”
"This" the angel said with a confused look on his face, "There is no prohibition on this, but I really don't recommend that you do that."
“The absence of a ban means that the Lord approves of this.” Harley waved her hand and opened the camera lens, taking in the couple and the beautiful scenery of the park behind them.
“Whatever you want to say to Bruce, you can say it now.”
The two couples were startled, looked at each other, and with a tacit understanding, Thomas spoke first: "Bruce, I'm really happy today. I'm happy to see you grow so strong. I'm happy that you have a beautiful and considerate girlfriend. I'm happy that you have found yourself."
path of"
He choked up a little when he thought about his son having to watch this video.
Martha took over, "When I first came to heaven, I was always worried that my father and I would die in front of you. Is there anything more cruel to a child than this? I simply can't imagine that you will be immersed in it."
in what sorrow”
She also started to choke.
"I don't know if you have come out of the shadows now, but I hope you will forget that night, forget that dark alley, forget those two gunshots, forget sadness, and start a new life from now on." Thomas touched.
I touched the corners of my eyes and finally shed tears.
“Your father and I are fine in heaven, really, really fine, especially after seeing the news about you today. You are strong, smart, and sensible, and have become a knight in the dark.” Martha burst into tears.
“Child, no matter what life you choose, we are all proud of you!
Finally, Bruce, you have to remember that we will always love you, and please love yourself.”
The two of them couldn't help it, their tears flowed uncontrollably, and at the same time, their bodies emitted a faint golden glow.
“Gudonggudong”
The experience jar for the Shameless (Will) defense feat is actually bubbling again.
Hallie is baffled.
“Ah, soul sublimation.” The GCPD angel exclaimed.
“Plop, puff!” The next moment, the couple were like two wooden stakes, falling straight up to the sky, and the golden glow on their bodies also disappeared without a trace.
“What?” Harley hurriedly ran over and saw that the bodies of Mr. and Mrs. Wayne were like 3D projections with unstable voltage, beginning to become unstable.
However, she picked up one of the tears they shed and went to pick up the second one.
"Oumaika, they are going to die." The angel turned pale, and took out a trumpet in panic, "Woooooo—"
Not long after the penetrating trumpet sounded, three archangels descended from the sky. Their momentum and majesty were much stronger than those of ordinary angels.
Police Angel pointed at Mr. and Mrs. Wayne in fear, "Your Highness, Archangel, look at them"
The leading archangel only glanced at it, then frowned, "Are they crying?"
When his eyes turned to Harry, who was squatting on the ground picking up "teardrops", his brows furrowed even higher.
“Harley Quinn, what are you doing?”
His voice was very gentle, like the warm wind blowing through a pool of spring water.
Harry continued to lower his head, picked up all the teardrops, put them into his pocket, buttoned his coat pockets, then stood up and looked at the angel.
He is half a head taller than her, about 1.85 meters, has a slender figure, wears a golden crown, has maroon curly hair draped over his shoulders, has red lips and white teeth, big eyes and a raised nose. His face is as delicate as a woman's, but not feminine at all, but gives people a sense of comfort.
sense of harmony.
"I'm passing by, what do you want to do? Please continue." Harry walked away.
"Wait!" the archangel said sternly: "Hand over the Perfect Tears, which is the essence of their souls."
“What are the perfect tears? I’m the first to hear about it.” Harley walked faster.
“Perfect Tears are the embodiment of beautiful emotions in the world. Only specific people can sense them. It’s useless if you take them.”
The archangel flew over lightly, and his slender palms were like five-finger mountains, and he put them on Harley's shoulders, immediately making her unable to move.
“Ada!” Harley got short and spun around to deliver a first-level uppercut.
Just right on the chin of the beautiful angel.
It was like hitting a rubber tire and bouncing around, but it had no effect.
The beautiful angel looked at her coldly, with an indifferent expression, "With your strength, how dare you act mischievously in heaven?"
Harry smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I will make sure to satisfy you next time."
“Oh la oh la oh la!” Her smile faded and she punched out with both fists, creating an afterimage.
The beautiful angel stood proudly motionless with her hands behind her back, her eyes growing more and more angry until
“Boom!” Quantum critical strike is triggered, and a force field attack is launched.
“Crack!” The bridge of the nose was broken, the beauty’s face turned pale, and her expression was distorted due to the extreme pain.
He covered his nose and let out a loud howl.
“You all saw that it was his hand that moved first. He touched my shoulder.”
Harry took a step back, looked around at the angels coming over and shouted.
“Witch Harley, do you know who you have offended?”
The archangel who was with the beautiful angel was so angry that he even pulled out the angel sword from his waist.
“No matter who he is, it is definitely wrong to touch a delicate and beautiful woman.”
Harry grabbed the shoulders of her coat and shouted to the angel, "Look, the clothes are torn."
The beautiful angel held on tightly, and she used too much force when she broke away, and the wool on her shoulders was indeed torn.
“Archangel Raphael just wants to stop you, you have stolen the perfect tears that prepare the Holy Spirit.”
“Raphael?” Harry glanced at the beautiful angel whose nose was bleeding violently.
Raphael is a healer and has the healing power of God. No wonder he appears when the Wayne couple are about to belch.
“This is not the first time I have seen a spirit shed tears. God says, ‘He who sows will reap’.
Once is born twice, the tears of repentance last time are mine, and the tears of perfection this time are also mine."
“Strong words.” Raphael wiped away the blood from his nose and stared at Harry with sharp eyes, “Hand it over, or you won’t be able to leave.”
Harry rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Do you think this will work? We are ministers of the same palace. If we have differences, it is not appropriate to fight or kill each other. Why not have an elegant gambling fight?"
Raphael interrupted her rudely, "I won't compare myself with you."
Harley nodded carelessly, "Okay, let's have a toe-stepping competition, you step on me, I step on you, whoever wins is the boss."
“Harley Quinn, stop showing off your probabilistic field attack, I won’t be fooled.” Raphael sneered.
"I just ask you if you dare to compete. If you don't dare, let me leave and go back to save people." Harley looked at him triumphantly, "You really don't dare? No, no, no?"
Raphael raised his eyebrows, which were more delicate than women, and said coldly: "We will go to Limbo and use all our methods to determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death."
"Hiss" Harley took an exaggerated breath, her face full of horror, pointed at Raphael and shouted: "Oh God, please open your eyes and see, just a fight of words, this archangel is going to kill someone,
He is more violent than the Demon King, are you afraid he will fall?"
“You are really not afraid of death, you dare to push me like this.” Raphael smiled.
Smiling but not smiling, his eyes are like shooting knives.
Harry felt as if he was being targeted by a tiger, and a chill crept up his spine.
This pretty-faced archangel is not a good person.
However, she shook her head, and her worries disappeared in an instant.
Afraid of offending even the Demon King to death, why are you afraid of offending Gabriel? Having offended even Gabriel to death, why are you afraid of offending Raphael?
If you have too much debt, you really don’t have to worry about it.
“Just tell me if you dare.” She yelled, “If you don’t dare, just get away. Don’t block the Holy Aunt’s visit to her relatives.”
"Okay, as you said, let's step on our toes."
Raphael stepped on his feet and took off his mid-calf soft boots.
Hallie also kicked off her short boots, revealing her delicate white feet.
“Let’s set the rules first. We will step on each other’s left foot with our right foot, and use all our methods until the other party admits defeat.”
Raphael nodded and said, "Okay, you go first."
“God comes down to earth!”
The God's force field made the protective magic on Raphael's feet unstable.
Harry stepped over hard.
She was so cunning that she stepped on his little toe with her heel instead of the instep.
Raphael looked pale, groaned, and the nail on his little finger was broken and bleeding.
“Damn it, why is Heavenly Father so partial to you?”
Intuitively feeling the effect of God's force field on his body, Raphael became envious and jealous as expected.
“Click!” He raised his big foot and stepped directly on the instep without making any small moves. With just one click, he broke the bones of Harley's foot.
"Ouch!" Harley was originally in pain and wanted to howl when she opened her mouth, but halfway through the pain, her power was greedily stimulated, and the pain turned into extreme comfort. She wanted to moan and groan again, and her open mouth shrunk and her eyes widened.
A twisted and weird meme takes shape.
"Gudonggudong" the experience jar bubbles.
“Um” The anti-damage magic was activated, and Raphael groaned.
The second kick still did not trigger a quantum critical strike.
The second foot, Harley’s foot is flat
At the tenth kick, there was finally a "pop". Raphael's toes were rotten and the bones were exposed.
But Raphael’s tenth foot clicked and stepped into the soft mud.
Hallie’s entire foot was crippled, from the instep to the toes, from the skin to the bones, it was all turned into minced meat.
Stepping down, the minced meat flew out, and Harley's foot was gone.
“Your legs are gone.” Raphael was stunned.
Harry looked down and said casually: "Yes, you look gentle and weak, but I didn't expect you to be so strong."
As she said that, she stepped on him again.
“Your foot is gone.” Raphael looked at her intact right foot.
“Hey, according to the rules, you can only step on your left foot.” Harley quickly reminded.
“But your left foot is gone.” Raphael said numbly.
Harley said: "Aren't you a healing angel? Help me heal my left foot, and then we can continue."
When this guy stepped on his feet, he seemed to be acting ferociously, but he didn't have much malice towards her in his heart.
The total amount of experience remains unchanged, and the attacks remain unchanged. The lower the malice, the lower the experience output power, and the number of attacks will increase.
Simply put, the archangel’s experience has not been exhausted yet.
Raphael looked at her expectant eyes and smooth and rosy cheeks, his heart beat violently, his face turned pale, his eyes became panicked, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
“Hurry up and help me with the treatment.” Harley urged.
Raphael swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "Don't you feel pain?"
The reason why he agreed to compete with her in stepping on her toes was because the toes were not heads, and a local field attack would not threaten his life, but he could make her miserable.
"It's very comfortable. Hurry up." Harley's tone became urgent.
“With my legs gone, don’t you feel uncomfortable?” he murmured.
Harley said with endless aftertaste: "I find that I have fallen in love with this kind of game. How about, after our game is over, you can introduce a few colleagues to come and play with me?"
Let’s just say that Witch Harley is arrogant and domineering, and despises the angels in heaven, making them want to trample me to death.”
Raphael stared into her eyes and saw only expectation and seriousness.
He shrank back a few steps and said in a trembling voice: "Witch Harley, you win."
After saying this, he turned around and ran away, as if to avoid the god of plague.
“Don’t go, I haven’t won yet, you can’t fake the match!”
Halley is really anxious because there is a big bag of experience to run away from.
“Oh, No” Raphael howled in collapse, holding his head and shooting up to the sky.