I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman

I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman Chapter 20

2021-06-23

Chapter 20 The little nun in the nunnery

Gotham High School, under the ginkgo tree beside the road, the golden leaves are flying, as if Seeds sown by the autumn sun.

"Harry, don't worry, I won't abandon you." Jessica said emotionally, holding Harry's hand.

Harry pulled her hand back and pouted, "Don't be so rude, this is a school, a public place."

Jessica pushed the long curly hair behind her ears, Showing his wide but smooth forehead, he asked curiously, "The pointing fingers of your classmates really don't affect you at all? You used to be the owned smile queen and the first influential figure on campus, and now you are."

"It's just a change of 'home' now. My essence, my future, will never change - brilliance, splendor, dazzling, endless money and honor, making everyone envious, envious and hateful." Harley believes.

Jessica nodded approvingly, "I'm completely relieved to hear you say that."

Look at the big stars in the NBA, not to mention drugs, alcohol, gambling, It's a fake match, and many of them have a black state background, but they still have a good time in the league?

Harry herself has no major flaws, even if she played match-fixing with her dad, how old was she then? Of course the blame rests on the adult Andy, the teenage "girls" are just innocent victims.

So, Jessica never thought about breaking the contract with Harley even after this bad thing happened one after another.

"Hey, Harry!!" Helen, like a cheerful deer, ran quickly from the teaching building.

"Jessica, you are waiting for me at the school gate." Harry arranged and trotted to meet Helen.

The two did not hug, but held hands and looked at each other after getting close.

Helen excitedly said: "I haven't seen you for half a month, I'm worried to death, are you really going to leave Gotham High School? Or I'll transfer with you."

"What's there to worry about, don't we call every day? As for transferring schools."

Harry smiled wryly and shook his head, "The St. John's monastery, which I'm going to, itself teaches 'orphans' Obligation, I can't get out, and you can't get in either."

Helen thought for a while and asked, "Where's St. John's monastery?"

"It's just across the street from Zee. West City, no more than 50 kilometers away from Manhattan."

Helen shouted, "Fifty kilometers? That must be far from the city, and there is no public phone, what should we do?"

"Monastery's phone call may not be available every day, but it should be fine every now and then, and we can write letters!" Harley comforted.

"Ai, it would be nice if my big brother wasn't single and he could adopt you." Helen sighed.

"Then I can't call you aunt?" Harry's expression was weird, it seemed very exciting?

"Halle, you have to remember, if there are good men and women who go to the monastery to visit children, you have to be good, don't be too mature, mature and immature!

Be adopted early, you At least we can restore social freedom earlier." Helen urged seriously.

"It depends." Harry replied vaguely.

If the "St. John's Orphanage" is a good place, she can feel at ease as an orphan.

The staff at Gotham Children's said they considered Harley's status as an athlete, and the monastery has relatively good educational resources and would not interfere with her outings to compete.

"Hey, Harley, I heard that you are going to the orphanage. Will I never see you again?" A long way away, a group of girls greeted Harley with a smile.

Hali looked at them with a natural expression, looked at them openly, and said in a relaxed tone: "Don't worry, my fans, you will often see me in various news media in the future.

Or, buy a copy of New World when you miss me, and reading science fiction magazines will at least fill your brain."

"Ai, Halle, we really miss you. Yes." Dottie sighed.

"Harry, I believe that wherever you go, you will be a smile queen." The expression on the blonde Serena's face was sincere.

"Harry, I'm going to sell you on the Upper East Side, I'm going to help you find a rich and kind father and mother so you can go back to school soon!" Emma Also sincere.

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched, "You keep it for yourself."

"Harry, your dad is so awesome!" Thomas the yellow-haired thumbs up, "With Personal power has changed the whole of Gotham.

By the way, have you ever met Bruce, are you like Romeo and Juliet, who continue to bond despite family hatred, or have you fought?"

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Harry gave him a middle finger.

In fact, these people are already friendly, no matter the truth or falsehood, at least they greeted her with an equal attitude, but more classmates are indifferent.

The way they looked at her wasn't hatred or hatred, just a strange alienation.

Halle had a vague idea after taking her item back from the locker.

If the Waynes are the kings and queens of Gotham, the student at this high school with an interest in the Wayne group is Hungui.

The nobles do not necessarily like the king and queen, but they are used to and accept their rule, and then subconsciously reject and reject the king's enemies.

The most intuitive example, the big half a month when the Wayne couple died, the Wayne Group's stock continued to fall, and even suffered short-selling by some giants

The school relies on the Wayne Group to eat , can you not exclude Halle?

Harry herself was fine, she turned a blind eye to this kind of cold violence, and Helen next to her was a little embarrassed.

It seems that their rejection of her was transferred to Helen after she was sure to leave?

Harry was a little worried, "Helen, go back to the classroom, I'll go see Mrs. White myself."

Helen hesitated for a moment, looked up at the expressions of the others, and shivered slightly one time.

"Then I'll go first." She lowered her head and whispered, then trotted away.

After leaving the city, the car entered a quiet and deep forest path. The road was narrow and curved, passing through low hillsides and babbling streams, and winding around in the pine, cypress and birch forests.

Of course, this place is not uninhabited, and from time to time you can encounter cars passing by.

About 20 minutes later, some old but very clean Volvos stopped in front of a huge estate.

Two large iron gates merged into a circular arc, and the turquoise marble wall is covered with moss and vines.

Harry stepped out of the car with her bag in her hand, looking around blankly.

Besides the wrought iron railing door, there is a bronze plaque with a long history of wind and rain on the wall, with three lines written on it, from top to bottom: "The Crusaders of the Holy Land", "" St. John's Monastery", "St. John's Children's Home in Jersey City".

Seeing that Harry's eyes fell on the bronze medal, the staff of the Gotham Children's Care Center who accompanied him explained with a smile: "This manor is a church organization called 'The Crusaders of the Holy Land'. It was built almost as long as the history of the United States.

In the early days, it was just a simple monastery, training cultivators and nuns for the church, and also a place for closed-door cultivation of female cultivators.

After the Second World War, it had the function of an orphanage again. Half a century later, adopting orphans has become the main business."

"Squeak--" The small door beside the big iron gate Opening it, an old man wearing a dark cashmere coat with a cross on his chest walked out.

"Mr. Liszt, you are finally here." The old man drew a cross on his chest and said with a smile, "Harry, your name is Harley Quinn? May the Lord bless you, I am Raymond De cultivator is also your Latin teacher."

"Hello Raymond cultivator, I am Harley Quinn." Harley behaved very well.

The manor faces south, and when you enter the gate, there is a wide concrete road. On the west side of the road is a huge lawn, which is divided into two football fields, where a group of children are playing; on the east side of the road is a peach tree and Little Lin with loquat trees mixed, there are students reading books on park benches in the woods.

Many children have seen Harley and several others, but this kind of scene is too common in orphanages.

It was at the gate of the sanctuary that Harry encountered a strange guard with a hound on a leash.

Wearing a studded leather jacket, the Iron Pagoda-like body gave Harry an oppression, especially when his remaining one eye swept across his face and chest and waist, which seemed to carry a vague malice.

It was very uncomfortable, as if I was stripped naked in an instant.

She looked at him carefully again, his eyes were sharp and fierce, but not a bit wretched.

Is it an illusion?

But.

Finding Harry's gaze turned to the one-eyed guard, Teacher Raymond explained with a smile: "This is Mr. Hercules, the monastery guard Captain, a retired A marine officer.

Don't look at his fierce appearance, in fact, he is an important guarantee for the safety of our manor."

Hercules Captain looked flat to Harry nodded, and then He walked away with the hound on a leash.

The main building of the manor is at the end of the road, much like the Western-style classical buildings in Harry Potter. The main building is connected with several subsidiary buildings, forming a huge "mouth" character.

Old and huge, it was Halle's first impression.

The front is the cathedral for worship. They enter the annex on the left through the small door on the side.

The corridor is paved with blue and white plaid tiles, and the tiles are large with faces.

Very outdated style.

The corridor is deep and the lighting is very poor. Even in the daytime, there are still light bulbs on the walls on both sides, which still looks a bit dim.

Harry met many adults along the way, both men and women, young and old, some wearing nuns, cultivator robes, and some plain casual clothes.

Everyone wears a cross.

Raymond cultivator first took Halle and Lister to the Dean's Office on the second floor.

The dean is a short and thin Old Lady, about 60 years old, wearing reading glasses, with sunken cheeks and high cheekbones, looking very stern.

"Mother Teresa, this is Harley Quinn from Gotham."

"Hello, Mother Teresa." Harley said hello.

Old Xiu Goddess was indifferent, nodded, and looked up and down at Harry.

The room was quiet for almost two minutes.

Then she said slowly: "I know about you, I only have one request for you, keep yourselves safe, and don't bring Gotham's bad habits to this sacred place."

This is a difficult person to get along with!

Harry immediately made up his mind.

Lister eyebrow raised, handed an envelope to the nun's table, said with a smile: "Mother Teresa, this is a letter from Mrs. White, Principal of Gotham City High School, which contains her Detailed analysis and evaluation of Halle."

Mother Teresa glanced at the envelope, but did not open it immediately, "Teacher Raymond, take Halle down for placement."

Harry followed Raymond away, but Liszt stayed there.

When I came to the outdoor corridor, I vaguely heard him say: "Harry is a very talented athlete. Her future cannot be delayed. We hope that monastery can provide her with a special set."

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(end of this chapter)