With a haggard face, Harleen Quizel reluctantly walked towards the Gotham Police Station. She feels that she has been unlucky recently. As the only survivor of Arkham Asylum, not only did she lose her job, but she was also questioned by the police every day.
the police station called and said that a group of prisoners had been caught and that she needed to identify whether they had escaped from Arkham Asylum. she's just an intern who has only been there for a few days, how could she possibly know all the prisoners?
Harleen always felt that these policemen were making things difficult for her, just to vent their grievances that they couldn't catch the mastermind of the prison escape case.
But as an ordinary Gotham citizen who abides by the law, she has no reason or the courage to refuse the unreasonable summons from the police.
"It's all the fault of that Graves!" Harleen complained hatefully, her footsteps were much heavier than usual when she walked.
The high heels kept hitting the ground, making a thud sound, as if stepping on that man's hateful face.
As a result, when she was about to arrive at the Gotham Police Station, Harleen suddenly stopped because she saw the person she hated the most.
"Graves, stop!"
don't know if it was because she didn't have a good rest, or because she was too upset. It could also be because she, as a psychiatrist, has some mental problems herself. In short, Harleen forgot the tragedy of Arkham that day, and that the big man in front of her was a terrifying butcher. she rushed forward very irrationally, pointed at the graves' nose, and cursed.
"Damn bastard, do you know how hard it is to find a job in Gotham City now!"
"You not only caused me to lose my job but also made a mess of my peaceful life!"
"You must give me some financial compensation, otherwise I will ask a lawyer to sue you!!"
graves had just packed up a group of police officers, and the smell of blood had not yet dissipated. At this time, he was loading bullets for "Destiny" and was caught off guard by her series of questions.
who is this crazy woman, is there something wrong with her brain? He took off the cigar in his mouth, spit out smoke on the woman's face, and asked impatiently, "Who are you?"
"Me?" Harleen was very angry, and she hated the smell of cigars! she didn't even think about it, she raised her feet in high heels and kicked the graves' crotch hard.
"I will let you know who I am today!"
"No, you can't do this!" graves quickly grabbed her ankle and glanced down at the woman's pure black high-heeled shoes and her fair pink calf. The strong visual contrast between black and white made him take a second glance.
Then he threatened her: "Beauty has preferential treatment with me. I don't want to kill you, so get out of here before I change my mind!"
The nasty tone of the graves did not make Harleen feel timid, and she still stubbornly believed that the graves must remember her, after all, she was so beautiful. At the same time, she was even a little suspicious that the man in front of her liked her, otherwise, why would he have let her go in the first place?
Thinking of this, Harleen couldn't help but blush, she quickly pulled her leg out of the grave's rough hand, shyly raised her bag, and smashed it at him. But that strength, no matter how you look at it, looks like flirting.
If graves could know what Harleen was thinking, he would think that this woman suffers from Stockholm Syndrome.
It's a pity that he didn't know, so he was even more confused. What is the best way to deal with a neurosis, that is more serious than his condition? Anyway, graves had no choice but to grab the purse from harleen's hand, threw it aside, and then pointed a gun at her head.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the words reached her lips, an out-of-control police armored car suddenly appeared behind Harleen and rammed directly toward the two of them.
graves subconsciously pulled the woman over and raised his destiny.
"Keep your head down, girl!"
Hearing this, Harleen hugged the grave's waist and buried her head deep in his arms.
The armored car was already close at hand, graves pulled the trigger, and the circular drum was spinning at a high speed, flashing red lights constantly. The bursting bullet shot out, directly punching a large hole in the thick frontal armor of the armored vehicle, and then drilled into the huge fuel tank protected by alloy.
In the next second, with a strong explosion, the armored vehicle was thrown high like a fireball, rubbing graves' scalp and flying over. With such a heavy object flying by, the howling wind can almost tear people to pieces.
In such a terrifying scene, other people may be scared to death directly, but graves' eyelids didn't even flinch, not only that, but he also has the time to use the red shotgun barrel to reignite the blown cigar, He took a deep breath in comfort.
Then he turned around, looked at the pile of broken copper and iron that was embedded in the wall and was still burning, and exhaled a long plume of smoke. In graves' arms, Harleen, whose hair was a little messy, stared at the tall man in front of her, her eyes full of obsession.
"He fell in love with me..."
On the other side, with the Joker and Andy on their backs just now, they came to Roman and the rest of the criminals across the street, witnessed this extremely exaggerated scene the whole time, and stood there stunned, after being stunned for a while, roman closed his chin that was about to fall to the ground. and hurriedly ran across the road and asked in a garrulous voice, "Boss, are you alright?"
Looking at his masterpiece, graves raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I look hurt?"
Then he patted everyone on the head with his hand, even Joker. The beaten Andy was still down, his eyes were silent, and there was still saliva in his mouth, so he didn't respond, but the Joker also didn't respond strangely.
Because he noticed the woman in the grave's arms, and inexplicably felt the messy green hair on his head turning greener.
graves ignored the two and said:" kill those police officers who didn't die yet."
Roman rubbed the forehead that was patted, and complimented with smirking teeth: "With you here, how could we have a chance to do it? All are dead, and none of them are alive."
"There are a few of them, tsk tsk, I can't even describe their death."
graves didn't seem to be surprised. He smiled and said to the crowd, " let's go."
At this time, Roman noticed Harleen who was hugging him tightly, and asked with some doubt, "Boss, this is...?"
Just after realizing that there is a woman in his arms, he pushed her away with force, and then led her away like a scumbag. Addicted to the warm embrace and unable to extricate herself, Harleen finally woke up, looked at the man's back, and complained loudly, "What are you doing~"
After she finished speaking, she ran after him, not even having time to pick up the leather bag that was thrown on the side of the road.