My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

"deep sea?"

Eric saw the deep sea collapsing on the bar counter at a glance.

Moving his eyes to the left, he saw something that surprised him even more.

Harley Quinn sits next to the deep ocean, seemingly chattering away.

Eric was a little surprised. He didn't expect the two of them to get together. These two people are completely incompatible!

His current identity was an ordinary New York citizen, so he just stared at the two for a moment, then acted as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the opposite direction of Harry's position in the bar.

Poison Ivy saw Harry, but she just shrugged her shoulders and followed Eric's footsteps closely.

"You seemed... nervous after seeing that woman?!"

After the three sat down together, Poison Ivy looked at the surrounding environment and asked Eric.

"Nervous? Why the word nervous?"

Eric asked while beckoning the waiter to come over.

"Because your expression is a little strange after seeing a woman. Maybe it can't be described with the word strange, maybe it's more accurate to describe...surprise, headache and other words."

Poison Ivy cast her eyes on Harley Quinn as she spoke.

"Although I don't know what kind of connection you two have, but that woman was once teased by me."

Poison Ivy showed a sly smile, and said to Eric: "When she was robbing a bank, I was caught by me once. The windfall of 10,000 U.S. dollars made people have a good impression of her."

Has Harley Quinn ever been taken advantage of?

Eric was lost in thought.

"Well, that was the only interaction I had with this strange woman, so...you haven't told me how you met her!"

Poison Ivy looked at Eric who had been quietly listening to her words, and asked her dissatisfiedly.

Eric ordered a glass of whiskey for himself, and at the same time ordered a glass of soda for the phantom cat who had been looking around curiously.

"If there is the only person in this world who knows her life, then that person can only be me."

Eric said mysteriously like a magic stick.

"Hmm, you always look like you know everything. Very good, I was strongly aroused by you, so let's start your storytelling career!"

Poison Ivy wore a sexy bohemian-style dress, her legs were close together, and she changed her position to get close to Eric.

Seems to be really interested in the story Eric is going to tell.

"There is a strong woman, who is also an excellent criminal psychologist, who was specially hired as a psychological consultant for patients in a mad hospital."

"etc!"

Poison Ivy suddenly interrupted Eric, "Madhouse? What is the connection with the madhouse you are building now?"

"Contact? At present, there is no one. It's best not to interrupt me at the beginning, it will make me very uncomfortable."

Eric solemnly made a suggestion to Poison Ivy.

"All right!"

Poison Ivy shrugged disapprovingly.

"This psychologist spent a lot of time studying a legendary criminal in the city—the clown! She had a strong interest in and desire to conquer clowns, and she spent a lot of time on this, but she was exhausted and exhausted but to no avail. "

"Wait a moment!"

Poison Ivy raised her hand again, "I didn't mean to interrupt you, but... who is the clown?"

"All right."

Eric sighed, feeling that this curious baby's desire to find out was stronger than anyone else.

"The clown is a lunatic, but he is also the calmest lunatic. He possesses fantastic, crazy, bloody violence... In short, he is a calm lunatic. In order to explore his unreasonable The logic core of extremely crazy thinking, this female psychologist illegally studied clowns without the permission of the relevant unit."

"This is too bad!"

Poison Ivy sighed, "When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you."

Eric nodded, and said to Poison Ivy: "I find that you can always get the point right at certain times."

"The result is very similar to what you said. After getting along with the clown and studying day and night, she fell in love with the clown unknowingly. Later, she helped the clown escape from prison... As a result, she was revoked as a doctor license, and was put in jail because she was identified as a psychopath, a psychopath similar to the Joker...”

"Ah oh!"

Poison Ivy put down her wine glass, "This is really a sad story, the heroine of your story is the woman sitting at the bar?"

"Yes, Harley Quinn, that's her name."

Eric put down his cup and stared at Harry who was chatting with the deep sea.

"Maybe she should go to the lunatic asylum to calm down. After all, she is a woman who wants to make big news all the time, and she is an extremely dangerous existence." Eric touched his chin and said.

Poison Ivy, who was interested in Harley Quinn, felt that Eric was too unreasonable.

"Hey, do you really think of yourself as the city's vigilante?"

Poison Ivy asked angrily.

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the bar was pushed open with a bang.

"Ladies and gentlemen! The bar's special program is on - a special show is about to be played!"

Then there was a violent gunshot, and the Remington shotgun that often appeared in the movie made a huge roar.

The originally bustling bar was suddenly silent, and everyone lost their voices, as if they were severely strangled by the neck.

From the lively and joyful atmosphere at the beginning, it transformed into suffocating silence.

Four gangsters with red hoods broke into the bar, swaggering and showing their ferocity to the people around them.

"My rich New Yorkers, we are the rookies of crime in this city. For you, you may be unfamiliar... But from today onwards, you will remember our Harley Quinn Gang! Tonight, at On this stage, we will complete a wonderful opening show!"

The leader, a red hood, picked up the shotgun in his hand and fired an empty shot into the air.

"Don't try to resist and call the police. Even if someone calls the police, it will take at least twenty-five minutes from the New York Police Department to arrive here, and then surround us. This is the Brooklyn area that is least noticed by people. Those lazy people And the clumsy patrolmen, to get here, at least need to pass through Sunset Park, considering the recent construction situation there, it will take about ten minutes."

It seems that the robbers did not come here rashly, they had calculated in advance the time when the New York City Police Department dispatched police forces.

Seeing the robbers who came suddenly, Eric and Poison Ivy fell silent.

"The Harley Girls?"

Eric looked at the cheerful Harley Quinn near the bar counter, put down his glass gently, and felt that things were getting more and more interesting.