I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman

I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman Chapter 33

2021-06-23

Chapter 33 The Girl in the Box ?" Selena extended the hand, and a little bit of ice landed on the belly of her finger, which quickly melted into a cool liquid.

She hurriedly quickened her pace, like a pony running on the vast grassland, freely traversing the dark and dark alleys filled with the stench of all kinds of garbage.

Criss-crossed streets are the blood vessels of a city.

These alleys, then, are the capillaries of Gotham's diseased tissue, where viruses and stinky blood flow.

This is a hotbed of crime.

Every criminal is a mold on the skin, the colonies are densely packed, and the city is dying.

"Hey, is old Hans here? There's something to eat here, do you want it?" A homeless man wrapped in a thick leather coat was curled up beside the trash can at the entrance of the alley.

She is not close, but shouts from a distance.

"Kitten?" The old homeless man seemed to be awakened from his sleep. After realizing who was coming, he patted the trash can beside him and said, "I'm lucky today, I managed to get half a pizza. .Oh, God's ass, eyes, it's actually snowing."

Selena continued to walk inside.

When she was young and unable to survive, she was helped only a few times. It was common for her to be bullied by Gotham adults and children, and by street homeless people of the same identity.

So, she is definitely not giving back to the society with a goddamn grateful heart.

She just never forgot how she felt back then. She was deeply impressed and would never forget two feelings: hunger and despair.

Hunger makes her weak and makes her miserable.

Despair stems from hope, she lay limp on the street countless times, hoping that someone would hand out a piece of bread and a hot dog.

What is more terrifying than hunger is hope. Despair of transformation.

So, Selena does not hesitate to help others as much as she can.

In the past six or seven years, she had not received much favor from other homeless people. Now, in the past two years, countless homeless people have accepted her small favors.

Well, it's just a small favor, leftovers, a tattered quilt, an old clothes, a box of cold medicine, and she will never communicate with them in depth, and she will never let them see the beauty in their pockets. Knife.

If she has extra emotions, she is more willing to cast on stray cats on the street, at least they will never hurt her in turn.

"Hey, I have something to eat, do you want it?"

A narrow alleyway less than two meters wide is full of old boxes, discarded furniture and other debris .

An open space was cleared under the wall, and a "paper coffin" was stacked with several cardboard boxes.

Selena knows every alley here as well as her palm prints.

She knew that just two days ago, there was no one here.

New here?

She guessed.

She was not surprised. In Gotham, people go bankrupt and lose their jobs every day, fresh blood joins the homeless army every day, and every day homeless people starve, freeze, murder, or disappear unfathomable mysteriously.

Just like the human digestive circulatory system, full of a twisted vitality.

"Hello?" Selena called again after a few steps away.

Still no answer.

She didn't leave.

In her years of experience, this is the type of person who needs help the most.

She picked up a stone and landed on the cardboard box with a "peng" sound.

Finally, the cardboard box responded, and a black gun barrel emerged from the gap.

"Gudong." Selena swallowed and explained quickly: "Don't get me wrong, I just have some dinner left, it's a pity to throw it away, there's no other meaning."

"I've exploded the heads of two men. They both said they had leftovers to eat, and they were kind enough to give them to me, but they rushed over like a wolf after approaching." The man in the box said.

"Ah, you're a girl!" Selena was startled and said strangely, "You should have found out, I'm a girl too."

The other side was silent for a while, The barrel was retracted.

"Your throat is a little hoarse, do you have a cold? The past few days are really cold." Selena hesitated for a moment, but threw the convenience bag in her hand.

"If you don't need it, throw it in the trash."

She turned and walked out.

"Stop!"

Selena turned her head to find the barrel sticking out again.

"What's wrong with you, I'm gone and pointed a gun at me?!" She was a little angry.

"Come here!" said the carton girl.

Selena was helpless and returned to the cardboard box, looking down on her hips to see what plane she was doing.

The cardboard box "hut" is made up of two cardboard boxes, one big and one small.

One is a Panasonic color TV box, and the other is a Siemens double-door freezer box.

The TV box moved two palms wide, and stretched out a small white hand that was stained with some smudges.

The little hand brought the plastic bag containing the food back to the box. After a rustling, the little hand handed back a cardboard box containing the remaining mushu meat and sashimi.

"You take a bite," said the box girl.

This time, Selena finally understood the other party's intention.

"As a newcomer, with such vigilance, you really have potential, and 80% of you can survive in Gotham." She was half sarcastic and half heartfelt praise.

However, after she picked up the carton, she hesitated again. It was cold in winter, and the soup had already formed a lump, sticking to the sashimi, and it was nauseating to see.

If Selena was on an empty stomach, she could barely eat it, but now.

"There's half a loaf of bread in the bag, take it out for me to eat," she said.

The carton girl refused: "Randomly check, you can't let you choose."

"You throw it away, just pretend I haven't been there." Selena said a little irritable.

The carton girl was silent for a moment, and then there was another rustling, a small iron bowl, two slabs of bricks, a few wooden boards, and a newspaper.

The lighter ignited the newspaper, The burning newspaper ignited the thin wood chips, and the burning planks heated the iron bowls on the "brick stove".

Next, she poured the food from the carton into the iron bowl.

"呲呲呲" iron bowl soup heated, bursts of aroma burst out, Selena was stunned.

Looking at the familiar appearance of the other party, it is obviously not a temporary intention.

"You are really."

Poor and exquisite!

She squatted down and stuck a piece of fish meat into her mouth with a fork.

"Relax now?" She didn't want to stay here for a moment, she stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait!" the carton girl called out to her again.

Selena turned around.

Fortunately, I didn't take out the gun this time.

"What's the matter?" She stood there, only tilting her head toward the cardboard box.

"What's your name?" asked the carton girl.

"Why are you asking my name?" Selena said curiously.

"Knowing your name will give you a chance to repay your kindness in the future." The carton girl's tone was serious, not joking.

"You want to repay me, but you say it's a gesture of grace?" Selena became interested, "You are such an interesting person, while saying that you want to repay me, you are trying to reduce the 'debt' to a lesser extent. Say it."

"I'm not one of those poor people who would starve to death on the street." The carton girl said solemnly.

"en?" Selena eyebrow raised, asking her to continue.

The carton girl squatted in the box and chewed food, but her words were clear: "I'm hungry now and need to eat, it's true, but I won't starve to death."

" Besides, all you give me are leftovers. If I hadn't seen your teeth are pretty white, I wouldn't eat it at all, and there's a tooth mark on the bread."

Selena scoffed. With two rows of white teeth, "Are you a Little Princess before? You are temporarily in distress, and a Knight will take you back to the palace soon?" rather than into the arms of the king's father.

The carton girl didn't say what she said in her heart, "Don't worry, I believe in Christ, I will pay for my vengeance and repay my kindness. Say your name so that I can find you in the future."

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Selena thought the girl was very interesting, smiled and said: "My name is Selena, Selena Kyle, everyone calls me 'kitten', so there is no need to repay.

I normally feed my kittens and puppies, I never expect them to reciprocate, I just like to do so."

"However, I'm curious about you, don't keep hiding in the box , Or, what kind of infectious disease do you have?"

The carton girl was silent for a long time.

A fool would be suspicious if he refuses to meet people all the time.

Perhaps, this Selena, like those before, couldn't recognize her new look at all?

"It's snowing outside, why don't you come in and sit?" she suggested.

Now it was Selena's turn to hesitate.

Before she delivered meals to the homeless, she didn't even get too close.

But soon, she smiled carefreely, and bent over to squeeze into the box.

——The other party is a girl, how can he still knock her down?

"Oh, you can find a place. There is actually a heater faucet here."

The cardboard box that can hold a double-door freezer is almost one meter high. Too narrow, unexpectedly, and a hot air assaults the senses.

Then Selena found a faucet, the kind that looked like a fire hydrant, but inside it was running hot water for heating nearby buildings.

"What's your name?" Selena looked at each other carefully, but it was dark and could see nothing.

"Selena, you are a good person" The carton girl's tone was hesitant.

"What do you want to say?" Selena's mind was sharp, and she immediately realized that the other party might want something.

The carton girl had a hoarse voice and said slowly: "I was shot, a bullet was stuck in the shoulder blade, and I couldn't get it out by myself"

Selena swallowed and stared. Rounded eyes, looking at the girl's right hand, there seems to be metal reflections?

Is it a gun?

She took out the gun again?

"You want me to get the bullets for you? If I don't agree, you'll shoot me?" she asked dryly.

The girl in the cardboard box is a little embarrassed. It's so dark in the cardboard box. How did you see the silver face of this afro?

Well, Selena has dark golden curly hair, fluffy, like a dandelion, fair skin, red cheeks, tender and tender, full of collagen, but a big round face.

Maybe Xue Baochai's "face like a silver plate" is just right for her.

"You think too much. If you need to threaten with a gun, there are so many homeless people on the street. I've let them do it."

Selena, the street "old bird", was actually frightened and agreed with her.

"It's been a long time since you've been shot?" she asked.

"It's been a few days," said the carton girl.

"Shit, after being shot for so long, you're still alive and kicking without breathing?" Selena was stunned.

"Can you help me?" The carton girl quietly held the gun handle again.

If Selena dared to refuse, she would actually take out a gun and force her to work.

"You were shot, but you didn't dare to go to the hospital, you're still a girl, you" Selena's eyes widened and she jumped up suddenly. She didn't jump up, her head resting on the cardboard box.

"You are Harley Quinn, smile, queen, Ogma! Uh uh."

Silver's Colt barrel, stuffed into the silver-faced girl's In the mouth, the shouting stopped abruptly.

(end of this chapter)