After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

"If not?"

Hilda raised the corner of her mouth, with a trace of ferocity on her face: "If not——wouldn't it be great? Just let me deal with them together, and completely eliminate these bedbugs."

Martina asked, "Why are you so angry?"

Hilda said: "Because they dare to offend me, I promise to protect you, whoever dares to do anything to you will just ignore me."

"Ha," Martina covered her forehead and laughed softly, "...but they don't know you. They don't even know that if they do something to someone like me, they will offend you."

"Then, they will remember this time." Hilda sneered.

Martina's smile persisted: "Maybe it was just an accident, dear Hilda. Maybe he just happened to meet me, and he thought something he shouldn't have."

Hilda didn't care about this assumption: "It doesn't matter, if he still has a gang, he will continue to come to you sooner or later-from today, I will protect you well, if anyone dares to jump out..." She moved a little wrist.

Martina: "But my work requires staying up late, what if you sleep?"

"I can sleep during the day. Isn't that what you do?"

"But don't you still want to...you don't plan to continue your street performance job during the day?" She was a little surprised.

"I can suspend that job. The most important thing now is to ensure your safety." Hilda said seriously, "Because it concerns my face."

Martina: "...I'd be very touched if you didn't add the last sentence."

Hilda glanced at her speechlessly, and Martina read the four characters "You are so boring" from her eyes.

"So what about no income?" she asked, spreading her hands, "and don't you just sit there every day waiting for me to get off work? . . . I'm touched, Hilda, but you know, it doesn't show."

"What's unrealistic?" Hilda was puzzled. "I can work with you. Is there a shortage of people in the bar where you work?"

"..." Martina was silent for a while, "...the lack of a dancer, can you do it?"

The air was a little stagnant for a while.

Hilda: "...are they short of thugs? The ones who can move bricks?"

Martina shook her head: "I've heard before that there are gang forces supporting 'Under the Lamp'. Do you think they will lack thugs in this situation? Even if they do, do you think if they can get For this job, can you not join their gang?"

Hilda: "I can also be a singer."

Martina: "This sounds a little hopeful." As she spoke, she suddenly remembered the career planning issue discussed with Hilda before, and couldn't help laughing, "...So in the end, you went back to your original plan for yourself? Um, resident singer at the bar?"

"Really." Hilda also realized this.At this time, the two had arrived at the subway station. It was almost midnight, and the long station corridor was empty and lonely, except for the lights above the head that were always on, which further highlighted the loneliness of Gotham at night.None of them spoke again, they just waited silently for the last subway.

However, such peace is destined not to last forever in Gotham.

When the low humming sounded from the stairs of the subway station, Martina already had a bad feeling.In Gotham, fear often doesn’t require too much action, it just needs some sounds...some unusual sounds, maybe footsteps, maybe the rustle of trash cans turning over, maybe the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Or, just like today, in the empty subway station, there is a humming sound that echoes faintly.

For Gotham people who tense their nerves at night, music is not a placebo to relax their nerves, but more like a warning before the arrival of danger.

Martina turned her face away as little as possible, and cast her eyes on the place where the voice came from: it was a woman in a tight sexy T-shirt and shorts, she had light blonde hair, the ends of her hair were randomly dyed bright colors, loose behind.

She walked down the subway step by step, humming an out-of-tune tune, and held a silver baseball bat on her shoulder with her backhand.She didn't notice Hilda and Martina, and seemed to be immersed in her own happy world.

In the old subway station at midnight, her appearance is so abrupt and weird.The singing voice is so cheerful, but it is precisely because of its cheerfulness that it makes people feel a little inexplicable fear-because everything is completely opposite to "normal".She jumped down the last step and stood on the platform less than 5 meters away from them.

Martina only felt that this woman looked very familiar.

Her peripheral vision still fell on her body, trying to search her face from memory.However, this weird woman suddenly turned her head and stared straight at Martina.

"!" Martina was caught off guard and was taken aback. She immediately retracted her peripheral vision, pretending that she was just concentrating on waiting for the subway.

"...Are you looking at me just now? Sweetheart?" The woman was not deceived by Martina's words—perhaps, she didn't care about the facts at all. She laughed "hehe", seeming to find it very interesting, Still staring at Martina.

Before Martina could decide whether to ignore the question, Hilda, who was standing between the two of them, had turned her head and glanced at the other inexplicably: "What?"

Martina: "!" She couldn't answer now, she looked over with numbness, and met the smiling face, "...it's me." She tried her best to maintain her facial expression, "Because you are so beautiful gone."

"You can really talk, sweetheart." She laughed, pressing her lips with one hand, and the other hand holding the baseball bat fell naturally, "I'm in a hurry, I haven't put on makeup yet."

"Do you have a rubber band, sweetheart? Maybe I should tie my hair up, what do you think? Huh—?" She tilted her head, parted her hair in two strands, and brought it to her shoulders. Martina was now Noticed that her hair was red on one side and blue on the other... she was—

— Harley Quinn!

Martina grabbed Hilda's wrist violently.

—Calm down, Martina!Although Harley Quinn is also difficult to deal with, everyone knows that she has a weird personality. As long as she finds the right direction, she may not be able to retreat easily.What's more... What's more, Hilda is still by her side, yes, she still has Hilda.

She calmed down a little: after all, she had never had such close contact with those mentally disturbed criminals.

Hilda was the only one who was not in the state at the moment. She lowered her head and glanced at Martina's hand, and asked with some doubts, "What's wrong with you?"

"Yeah, what's wrong with you, sweetheart?" Harley Quinn asked, her eyes also fell on Martina's hand that was holding Hilda tightly, she seemed to understand everything, but she insisted on pretending Knowing nothing, appreciating the fear of the weak with malice.

Just as Martina was about to speak, she involuntarily looked at the bat that was hanging down beside Harley Quinn. The red-black liquid dripped naturally along the bat, tick, tick, tick.

She stopped for a moment, and the sentence "it's okay" was choked back.

Hilda followed her gaze to look at Harley Quinn's bloody bat, and then her gaze slowly moved up and landed on her face.She was silent for a while, raised her right hand that was not caught, and slowly tapped the top of her lips at Harley Quinn: "Here, there are bloodstains."

Martina: "..."

Harley Quinn wiped away the almost dried blood with her fingers: "Wow, this is... a rare souvenir." She looked at the red spot, staring at Hilda as if she was her prey, while He stuck out his tongue and slowly licked off the redness on his hand.

Martina thought she must be crazy, otherwise why would she think Harley Quinn was seducing/seducing Hilda?Harley Quinn is a psycho, she sure doesn't mean it!But... Martina cursed inwardly—she blushed.

Hilda, however, was like a straight steel man who didn't understand the style, showing an indescribably disgusted expression: "... isn't it dirty?"

Martina: Is that the fucking point? ?

Harley Quinn ignored her words, and just said to herself: "I am very happy today...very happy, do you know why?"

Hilda was puzzled: "...? Miss, have you been drinking?"

She didn't understand why this woman who didn't look very normal would say this, aren't they strangers?

Harley Quinn didn't care, she seemed like a child with a huge secret and happiness, and happened to meet a vent at this moment, so she deliberately lowered her voice, leaned forward slightly, shook her body, and said with a smile: "Because J Sir—my Mr. J, my love—my most important person, we will be together soon." Even though she lowered her voice a little, her voice was still very clear in this subway station.

Faintly guessing who Mr. J she was talking about, Martina became even more nervous—damn, isn't the clown in Arkham?Did he escape again?

Hilda was confused for a while: "...Congratulations?"

Harley Quinn froze for a moment, then burst out laughing. She pointed at Hilda and said, "I like you! Girl!"

Hilda froze for a moment: "...Although I know that I have always been attractive, but... sorry, you are not my type."

Harley Quinn nodded her lips: "I already have Mr. J."

Hilda nodded: "That's good."

Harry: "But you haven't told me who you like."

Hilda was full of question marks: "? Why should I sue..."

"Harley Quinzel." A low, hoarse male voice interrupted what she hadn't said, and the three women turned their heads at the same time. Batman slowly walked out of the shadows, and his body under the cloak cast a long shadow. shadow.

Does this person walk without sound?Hilda stared at him, remembering the "threat" she received when she met Batman last time, she turned her head away expressionlessly, only staring at the long tunnel, waiting for the train to arrive.Martina is a little excited: she has always had a good impression of Gotham Legend Batman.

Harley Quinn curled her lips: "Batman...you came so fast...but why are you alone?" A malicious smile appeared on her face, "That robin bird who always follows you What?... Oh, I remembered, it's dear Mr. J..."

"You are completely controlled by the clown." Batman's expression was covered by the bat mask, "You have to go to Arkham."

"Aha, you're just jealous of my love, Batman.... I can't listen to you, I have other things to do." Harley Quinn refused unhappy.Batman's eyes had already landed on her weapon.

"Did you kill someone?" His tone changed suddenly.

Harley Quinn didn't take it seriously, and pretended not to hear Batman's words: "Okay... well, if you insist on catching me, then it's not impossible, little bat, I'll listen to you more." She wobbled Walking towards Batman, it seems that he has completely given up resistance.

He stared at Harley Quinn coldly, knowing that she would never be so obedient.

as predicted--

Harley Quinn turned around and rushed towards Hilda.Batman rushed over: Harley Quinn's actions had been expected.However, Hilda's reaction was faster than he imagined. She kicked out and hit the Harley Quinn's abdomen. Harley Quinn didn't expect it at all. She was kicked away in shock and fell heavily to the ground. .

"Cough, cough, cough!" She covered her abdomen and coughed violently.

Batman stopped in his tracks and froze in place, staring at Hilda with an unclear expression, like a black silent statue.

The train was coming in the distance, and Hilda could even feel the vibration of the track when the train was coming.She turned her head and lazily glanced at Batman: "I didn't get involved in any bad things today - the night watch has worked hard, Dark Knight." Her tone was flat, but there was a little sarcasm because of her lack of emotion means.

Batman didn't speak, but walked up silently, grabbing Harley Quinn who was about to get up.She coughed and stared at Hilda: "...what's your name, cutie? Why haven't I seen you in Gotham before?"

Hilda ignored Harley Quinn.Martina, who was standing beside her, pursed her lips nervously and shook her fingers vigorously, as if hinting at her something.

Harley smiled and said in Batman's hand: "I'm Harley, you can call my name, I will find you, don't worry, my dear—"

Hilda sighed heavily, and finally turned around: "...you are really not my type."

When the subway arrived at the station, the station door stopped in front of the four of them and opened slowly.Martina grabbed Hilda and stepped onto the subway quickly.Harley Quinn's wild laughter echoed in the subway station, and the door closed silently. Hilda turned her head and watched Batman quickly turn to the right from her sight, and was left behind by the subway and disappeared.

"Why did you say that to Batman suddenly?" Martina lowered her voice.

"Didn't you say that? You said he was so tired that he was scolded by the citizens of Gotham, and you described him as a dog who loyally guarded his master but was kicked several times," Hilda pouted, hiding the displeasure in her eyes Naturally, "... I admit that he is indeed a bit pitiful, but I don't mean that I like him a lot because of this. I still don't like him, but... I don't want to scold him either."

Martina suppressed a smile: "..."

Hilda coughed: "The most important thing is that my future boyfriend doesn't like him either. I don't want to fight with him because of Batman in the future."

She shrugged her shoulders, pretending that she was completely helpless: "I am a qualified love partner."