Chapter 767 So cruel, Harley won’t even let Harley go
"Shit, how come this weirdo also entered the 'Seal of the Holy Mother'?"
Looking at the pale smiling face approaching him, Harry felt completely bad.
With two ponytails, her face and hair seemed to have an overturned color palette. Pink, blue, pale, jet black, and bright red colors made her whole head look messy, dirty, and non-mainstream.
Black short-heeled leather boots, ripped fishnet stockings, hot pants that exposed her navel and round thighs, a dirty white T-shirt, a black jacket, and a necklace with the word "pud" inlaid with a metal piece around her black neck.
With just one glance, Harley recognized that this was Harley Quinn from another world.
She is Harley Quinn who is on the "point of no return".
Can this guy also join the Legion of Heroes?
How did you get in?
"Hey, good girl from the Upper East Side, I'm asking you, can you see Mr. J after rebirth? Or is there only one Mr. J left after the multiverse becomes one universe? Tell me, have you occupied him?"
"No, don't, my little pudding is still waiting for me, there can't be just one universe."
Another Harley Quinn in a circus clown costume jumped out and shouted excitedly.
"Hey, my Mr. J dumped me long ago. Now I don't have to worry about whether he is dead or alive!"
The third Harley squeezed over. She was dressed in a less unconventional style. She was also younger than the first two, who were in their early thirties, and looked more pleasing to the eye.
"What's going on? Why are you all talking about 'Mr. J'? Also, Harley Quinn on Earth 0, why do you have super powers but I'm just an ordinary psychiatrist?"
The fourth Harley Quinn is more normal, wearing a light blue slim-fitting women's suit and black large-rimmed glasses. She is beautiful, fashionable and has an elite temperament.
"Are you all the Harley Quinns of Gotham?" Harley asked.
They don't all look exactly the same. Harley herself has a heart-shaped face, a small face, and delicate facial features. Harley No. 1 has an oval face with shriveled apple muscles. She may have been very beautiful at first, but now she is completely disabled.
Although Harley No. 2 is wearing thick clown makeup, it is obvious that she has a very cute little round face with chubby cheeks.
Hallie No. 3 looks like a rebellious little girl, with almond-shaped eyes and a cherry-mouthed face.
Halle No. 4 doesn't bother herself. She has an ordinary pretty European and American female face, a bit like a workplace Emma Carrot.
Generally speaking, all Harleys are naturally beautiful, and as long as they don't torture their faces, they can look good.
"That's right, I'm from Gotham. I'm the only Harley Quinn in Gotham. Everyone knows me and knows that I'm Mr. J's 'queen.'" Harley 1 said proudly.
"We should be the same person, we both love Mr. J." No. 2 and No. 3 said.
"We should be on the same plane, I heard what you Earth 0 heroes said." Harley 4, a female elite in the workplace, said very rationally.
The Dog God frowned as he watched from the side, "I was careless. Some evil ghosts who deserve to go to hell got mixed in among the heroic spirits."
"Puppies are so cute, I like puppies the most." Harley No. 2, with a round face, looked at the dog God in surprise and said.
"I also like to raise dogs. My Blue, Gando, and Sadie are super cute. As long as I give my order, they can even tear a smelly bat into five pieces, hahahaha!"
Hallie No. 1 with the broken face opened her mouth and laughed wildly as she spoke.
"Harley, get rid of them quickly!" the dog god said majestically.
"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm going backstage to educate these 'Arkham patients' who have nothing to do with me!"
Harley smiled awkwardly at the remaining heroic spirits, and the powerful mental pressure was released. The invisible mental power was like four pliers, clamping the four Harleys tightly, making them unable to speak or move.
She directly took a few people to another floating mountain in the distance, which belonged to her.
"I am the boss. You listen to whatever I say. I don't ask and you are not allowed to talk. Is that okay or not?"
Harley let go of their mouths, but didn't let them move freely.
"Wow, so cool, what kind of super power is this? Why don't I have it? God, this isn't fair, God, puppy, whine." As soon as Harry's mouth was freed, he started to scream in random directions.
"Why, we are all Harley Quinn, don't think you are super cute." The round-faced Harley No. 2 still wanted to bite her tongue, but Harley blocked her mouth again.
"Harley Quinn, if you have the guts, use your superpowers. I, Harley Quinn, will challenge you!" Harley No. 3 said angrily.
Harley glanced over, her pupils flashed with golden light, and the power of yellow light burst out with fear.
"Ahhhhhh!" Harley No. 3 immediately distorted her expression, holding her head and screaming in fear.
Halle No. 4, the female elite in the workplace, has not yet turned into Harley Quinn, and her brain is still normal. She was frightened by the experiences of the three "seniors" and remained silent and motionless.
Seeing that she was frightened, Harley simply glared at No. 1 and No. 2 again, making their expressions distorted, their eyes wild, and their bodies twitching.
After a while, just when she was satisfied and thought she had tamed them, she was ready to end it.
"Hahahaha, ahhahahaha, hahahaha, it feels so good, come again, I want more!"
Harley No. 3, who was not gagged, burst out laughing wildly, her cheeks smeared with pearl powder turned red from laughter.
Harley was stunned.
Soon, the other two blocked Harleys broke through her mental suppression, "Hahahaha, what is this, so interesting, hahaha."
"Touch ther Fuck!" Harley wanted to increase her intensity, but she could clearly sense that although Harleys 1, 2, and 3 were laughing wildly, their souls had all been substantially traumatized.
In other words, they are in pain, they are on the verge of collapse, but they still laugh "joyfully".
Harley couldn't tell whether this emotion was "joyful" or not.
Sighing helplessly, she removed the mental suppression and no longer tortured them with the yellow light of fear. She let them collapse on the ground to take a few breaths, regain their consciousness slightly, and then asked: "Now, do you know who is the boss?"
"I don't accept it. You are a coward. You can only use super powers. You have the guts."
Harley No. 3's spiel was not over yet. A breathtaking breath came from "Super Power Harley". Harley took out the blood killing stick. The pain and resentment of Gabriel's blood and tears made the other few...
Harry was silent for a moment.
"What kind of stick is this?" Harley No. 3, who had always wanted to challenge Harley, asked in surprise.
"You can't even hold the breath of this stick, and you still want to challenge me?" Harry sneered and stuffed the stick back into the space of the Holy Mother's Seal, pointed at the nearby Hanging Mountain, and said proudly: "Did you see it, here?
It's heaven, and this territory belongs to me.
I am the King of Heaven, the God of War in Heaven. In front of me, you are all ants!"
"Tch~" Harley No. 1 raised her middle finger with disdain, "The God of War is amazing? I even kicked the Greek God of War!"
"Greek God of War, Wonder Woman?" Harley asked in surprise.
"Yes, she is the daughter of Zeus, no worse than your king in heaven, right?" Harley No. 1 said.
Harley didn't hit her with the words "You can't even break Wonder Woman's skin."
For those who have seen the weird heroes of the Justice League, gods don't seem to have much of a shocking effect.
For example, she became the God of War in heaven. People on earth who knew about this had more respect for her, but they were not timid or bowed down in obeisance.
Because all the heroes of Zhenglian are as powerful as gods, or even stronger than gods.
For example, ten years ago, Dachao pressed Archangel Uriel, the "Prime Minister of Heaven," to the ground and rubbed him.
"Uriel of Fire"'s strength and status in heaven are second only to Michael, and he belongs to the top group of bosses.
"You all love Mr. J, right?" Harley's smile turned weird, she took out her phone and asked Richie to send a few videos through the "Watchdog" database.
"I don't love him anymore, he dumped me." Harley 3 shouted angrily.
"I don't know Mr. J."
"Mr. J is the clown." Harley said.
"Oh, it's him. I was just going to give him psychological counseling when Crisis on Infinite Earths happened." Harley 4 suddenly said.
Harley opened a video of her playing a game with the clown and handed it to the four Harleys.
"Woo woo, I repent, I am guilty, woo woo, mercy"
In the video, in the dimly lit "underground training ground" of Arkham Asylum, Jerome was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and sobbing.
Opposite him, a woman was holding a silver stick, holding it on her shoulder, looking up and laughing wildly, "Hahahaha, hahahaha, Mr. J, the game is not over yet."
She swung the baseball bat in her hand hard, and the silver stick left a silver afterimage in the air.
"Boom!" It was like an iron rod striking a gong, hitting "Mr. J" on the head of the green algae head.
"Gudong" Harley No. 1 swallowed, "This is not true. Mr. J always only laughs and never cries."
"Ah ha ha ha!" In the video, the "good girl Hallie" opposite Mr. J has a happy face and laughs happily.
"Is this Mr. J a fake? He actually knelt on the ground and repented. This Harley is also a fake. She tortured Mr. J like this." Harley No. 2 was devastated, her faith was shattered, and her outlook was shattered.
"Wow, it's so exciting. I didn't expect that you look so polite and like a good girl, but you have such hobbies." Halle No. 3, who broke up with Mr. J, had wet eyes and gently clamped her legs.
Rubbing, I couldn’t help but put my fingers into my red lips
"I haven't tried it yet, it's so interesting."
Psychiatrist Hallie No. 4 looked at Hallie with a very strange look: This person seems to be a patient
Harley knew that a few "Harleys" had misunderstood, so she just smiled and said: "Keep reading."
The video was quite long, at least ten minutes, and now it's less than half a minute.
In the video, Harley hit "Mr. J" ten times and laughed crazily ten times. Then she handed him the silver stick and asked him to hit her head ten times. Each time, "Mr. J" made a loud noise.
Laughing wildly with a cry of "hahahahaha".
The four Harleys didn't understand it at first. After five rounds and seven minutes, Mr. J finally couldn't laugh anymore and could only cry.
Harley took the stick and hit him seven times with "hahaha", then she continued to hit him ten times and let him hit her again. As long as he didn't laugh maniacally when he hit her head, it would be a violation.
She would take the stick, "help" him hit the remaining number of times, and hit him on the head.
"Don't Mr. J like to make scary laughter?" Harley glanced at the four pale and frightened Harleys with strange eyes, and laughed strangely: "I like to challenge other people's strongest points. Mr. J is very capable.
Laugh, his laughter is contagious, and I laugh in a competition with him.
This game is called "The Killing Joke", what do you think?
It seems that you are also infected by him and like to laugh "hahaha". How about we try it too? Hahahaha."
Amid Harley's laughter, the four Harleys trembled together.
Hallie No. 3 could no longer feel any pleasure, and her crotch started to get wet again. This time she was frightened.