American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The red cloth covered the Batmobile, instantly transforming into a cloud of green smoke.

Immediately following, the Batmobile showed visible signs of corrosion at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

The larger the corroded area, the faster the corrosion became.

It looked as if the Batmobile had merely rushed past Qi Shan, and its exterior had been decayed for thousands of years.

It didn't even travel two hundred meters before it could turn around.

Then, with a loud crash, the Batmobile's undercarriage broke, and the four round wheels flew off directly, bouncing away like rubber balls.

The chassis scraped along the road with inertia, creating a series of sparks.

The outer armor disappeared, the inner armor disappeared, and then the driver's seat disappeared.

As the inertia slowly brought it to a halt, all that remained in the middle of the road was Harley Quinn, with her strange makeup, sitting on the ground holding the steering wheel with a dazed expression.

Her silk-stockinged legs were still habitually stomping, indicating that the weapon launch mechanism was there.

"Harley! Harley! Harley Quinn!"

Qi Shan laughed exaggeratedly, waving his large revolver up and down, and said, "This city is just like a pile of presents under a Christmas tree. Every time I open a present, it brings me a surprise.

Before, it was the Penguin and Catwoman, and now I've encountered Harley Quinn! I'm especially looking forward to who I'll meet next?

Will it be Poison Ivy? Or Batwoman would also be good!"

"Hahahaha…"

Harley Quinn suddenly burst into laughter, "The Batmobile is indeed a pile of scrap metal. I really don't know why my Puddin' is always helpless against this thing. Look, it's clearly easy to deal with!"

"Hey, hey! Don't you think you should focus your attention on me?"

Harley Quinn pouted: "It's so annoying, not fun. Batman disappeared, and Puddin' is also gone. I even went to the Batcave and drove the Batmobile out, and no one stopped me. So disappointing! It seems Batman is really finished!

Hmm, maybe I should go to Arkham and see if Puddin' is planning something more interesting!"

Bang, bang!

Qi Shan fired two shots next to her, and Harley Quinn exclaimed: "Hey! Be careful! You've already ruined my stockings, do you also want to hurt my skin? They are very precious!"

"Can't your focus be a little more normal?" Qi Shan was a little speechless.

As expected, you can't play tricks with mentally ill people, they will never follow your train of thought.

"Okay, okay, you have my attention. Men are so troublesome! What do you want to ask? That's right, I'm still single!"

"You just attacked me with a car!"

"So what?? You didn't want to kill me, otherwise you wouldn't be standing there for so long without firing a shot!"

Harley Quinn sneered: "As expected, this world is full of fools, only my Puddin' is a cute and clever ghost!"

Qi Shan had already given up on arguing and shook his head, directly raising his gun.

"Okay, okay, can't you just let a girl complain a little? You don't have any gentlemanly spirit!"

"Before saying that, can you throw away your little pistol?"

Qi Shan shook his gun with a smile that was not a smile.

"Okay, you win!"

Harley Quinn shrugged, and a small ladies' pistol fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Why did you target me?"

"Is that even worth asking?" Harley Quinn widened her eyes and said exaggeratedly: "Don't you look at how conspicuous you are!

I was using the surveillance system in the Batcave to find my Puddin', when I suddenly discovered you killing people all the way."

"Is there anything special about that?" Qi Shan tilted his head: "There's no order in the city now, people are dying everywhere. Can't others be killed, and I can't kill?"

"Other people don't have such accurate marksmanship and the weird movements to dodge bullets." Harley Quinn rolled her eyes. "Please, don't waste my time with these questions. If there's nothing else, I want to go back and get another car to play with, maybe the Batplane would be nice too!"

Qi Shan was speechless for a long time, then he put away his revolver, turned around and left.

Harley Quinn shouted: "Hey! What's your name?"

"Mike Qi!" Qi Shan waved his hand without turning back.

Harley Quinn rolled her eyes and giggled: "Mike? What a perfunctory fake name! But that move he used to destroy the Batmobile was really cool! I'll come find you tonight! Remember to leave the door open for me!"

Harley Quinn suddenly raised her voice when she said the last sentence.

Qi Shan paused and turned around stiffly, only to see Harley Quinn rushing into the alley with a silvery laugh.

"I'm kidding! Idiot!"

Qi Shan shook his head.

He really couldn't stand the style of Gothamites.

Qi Shan slowly parked a heavy truck in front of the villa. The specially modified pusher in the front directly pushed the messy corpses aside.

Catherine was趴 on the second floor window, her arms crossed, 胸顶着波涛汹涌 , and shouted, "Hey, don't smash them, the smell of blood is very pungent, and it attracts flies."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it in a while!"

Qi Shan jumped out of the car, glanced at the street that looked like a dismembered corpse scene, and frowned.

It was indeed not easy to deal with. Putting this thing at the door was an eyesore and easily caused a plague.

He looked around, and there wasn't even a ghost shadow on the street.

It seemed that no one would come to deal with it before the chaos ended.

As expected of Gotham.

The characteristic is amazing!

Qi Shan shook his head, raised his hand and tore off a button from his suit, and threw it on the ground casually.

The silver metal flattened out instantly upon contact with the ground, spreading out in wisps, and a faint green smoke appeared.

Qi Shan glanced at it and ignored it, directly calling out to Catherine: "Don't just watch the fun, come and help!"

He turned to the back and opened the door of the container, which was densely packed with things.

Food, drinks, things to play with, anything that the hypermarket had, Qi Shan stuffed into the container and moved it back.

"I got the latest game console from the warehouse, and I also got a hundred-inch big color TV. Tonight, we can first get in touch, drink some red wine, and when the time is right…"

"And then your big head, you ghost!"

Catherine threw over a one-person-high big white bear, provocatively puffed out her chest, picked up a suitcase-sized cosmetics box, and carrying a dozen evening dresses, twisted her slender waist and walked into the door.

Qi Shan smiled, gently patted the container.

The truck instantly melted into silver-white liquid metal, drilling under the cargo to form a small track, sending the things directly to the second floor.

Qi Shan carried a bottle of Chateau Lafite Rothschild from 1968 and smiled: "I just don't believe I can't handle you!"