American Comics: Something's Wrong with This Superhero World

Chapter 251 Harley's Revenge

Sunlight streamed into the room through the curtains, and Harley, rubbing her sleepy eyes, went into the kitchen. Poison Ivy was already there, preparing breakfast.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty," Poison Ivy teased. "Did you sleep well last night?"

Harley blushed immediately, mumbled a "Good morning" under her breath, and quickly sat down at the dining table.

Poison Ivy approached with two cups of coffee, a playful smile on her face. "Seriously, Harley, you really surprised me last night. You said you were just here to watch us play cards, but you ended up playing longer than me."

Harley felt her face burning hot. She lowered her head, hiding her flushed cheeks with her hair, and whispered, "I...I just did it on a whim."

"Oh?" Poison Ivy raised an eyebrow. "Then explain why, even when he said it was almost over, you were still so eager to play another round?"

Harry felt like she wanted to crawl under the table. She stammered, "I...I didn't...I just..."

Just then, Xiao Xian walked into the kitchen, saw the two of them, and asked with a smile, "What are you chatting about? It's so lively."

Poison Ivy blinked: "Nothing, just discussing the results of last night's 'observations' with Harley."

Harley looked at Xiao Xian, took a deep breath, and mustered her courage to speak.

"Xiao Xian, although we had sex last night, I want to make it clear that I still love the Joker."

Xiao Xian nodded calmly: "I understand, Harley. Feelings are complicated, and I won't force anything."

Harley breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xiao Xian gratefully. Just then, Poison Ivy interjected:

"So, Harley," she said with a hint of teasing, "are we still together?"

Harley's face flushed instantly. She lowered her head and whispered, "Yes...we can do it together."

Xiao Xian was speechless upon hearing this. Sure enough, he wasn't handsome enough. They could play cards together, but he couldn't be her boyfriend, right?

However, if I can suppress my desires and improve my combat skills, it shouldn't be impossible.

Backstage at a circus theater in Gotham City, a nervous-looking man approaches the Joker.

"I...I know about the captain who kidnapped Harley," the man stammered.

The clown narrowed his eyes: "Oh? Then you'd better hurry up and tell me."

"Wait," the man mustered his courage, "I have a condition."

The clown raised an eyebrow: "What are the conditions?"

"My wife and I are both your fans," the man said.

The clown chuckled: "What? Want an autographed photo?"

"It's not just about taking pictures," the man took a deep breath, "we'd like you to play cards with my wife. Then let me take pictures and videos."

The clown stared at the man in shock and said, "Are you kidding me?"

The man shook his head, his tone firm: "No. I just like it this way."

The clown stared at the man, his expression complex. He clearly hadn't expected to be asked this.

"Do you know who I am?" the Joker asked in a deliberately low, dangerous voice, trying his best to mimic the Wayne Company's Joker persona.

"I know," the man nodded, "That's why I made this request."

The Joker was silent for a moment. This situation was something even the Wayne Enterprises writers hadn't anticipated, let alone him. After a moment of contemplation, the Joker suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha~! Interesting! Very interesting! Okay, I accept. However, if your information is useless..."

The clown didn't finish speaking, but the threat was already very clear.

The man nodded repeatedly: "It's guaranteed to work!"

The clown followed the man to an ordinary apartment building. Upon entering the room, the clown raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Inside, a rather attractive woman was sitting on the sofa. Upon seeing the clown enter, she immediately stood up, her face showing a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

"Welcome, Mr. Clown," the woman stammered, "I'm Anna."

The clown glanced at her and was surprised to find she was quite pretty.

The man quickly moved a table and chair over and started setting up a camera, even a dual-camera setup.

The clown sat down at the table and gestured for Anna to sit down as well. "So, shall we chat?" he said with a smile. "I heard you're a fan of mine?"

Anna nodded and began to recount how she became the Joker's follower. The Joker listened with interest, occasionally interjecting with a sarcastic remark, and the atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.

After adjusting the camera, the man stood aside, watching the scene with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

"Alright," the clown suddenly slammed his hand on the table, "now, shouldn't we begin the 'game' you've all been waiting for?"

Anna and her husband exchanged a glance and then nodded simultaneously.

The clown flashed his signature sly grin: "Then let's have some 'playing'."

"Come on, Mr. Clown," Anna said, moving closer to the clown.

"Wait a minute~ Aren't you going to use any safety measures?" Arthur finally broke down and looked at the man.

"No need, this is fine!" the man said, giving a thumbs up.

"Okay," the clown said, somewhat speechless.

Meanwhile, Harley was lounging on the sofa, scrolling through her phone and browsing news about the Joker. Suddenly, a comment caught her attention.

"Oh my god! The Joker is actually live-streaming a card game with a blogger on Pornhub!"

Harley sat bolt upright, her eyes widening in disbelief as she stared at her phone screen. Her fingers flew across the keyboard, opening the Pixiv website.

Sure enough, in the top-ranked livestream, Harley saw something that shocked her. The Joker was sitting in front of a bed, opposite a strange woman. The two seemed to be engaged in some kind of "game."

"WTF!!!"

Harley said in disbelief, her voice filled with anger and confusion.

"That damn bastard!" Harley suddenly exploded, her voice filled with rage. "That son of a bitch! I've given him so much, and he dares to treat me like this!"

Poison Ivy walked into the room, saw Harley's state, and raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

Harley turned to Poison Ivy, her eyes flashing with a dangerous light: "Look at this!" She practically slammed the phone into Poison Ivy's hand.

Poison Ivy glanced at her, a knowing look on her face. "Don't worry, Harley, this woman isn't as pretty as you. But she seems to be slightly more skilled; after all, she's a professional."

"Professional?!" Harley sneered. "Pah! He's obviously a cyborg. Being a professional is useless against this kind of guy!"

Suddenly, Harley stopped and turned to Poison Ivy, her eyes burning with jealousy and rage: "Where is he? Your card-playing buddy?"

Poison Ivy looked at Harley with some surprise: "He should be in his room. What's wrong?"

Harley took a deep breath, her voice filled with determination: "If he can do this, why can't I? I'm going to find him. Now. Right now. Immediately."

Harley rushed into Xiao Xian's room, her face filled with anger and hurt. Xiao Xian was reading a spellbook, and upon seeing this, he calmly closed the spellbook and placed it on the table.

"You'll never guess what happened!" Harley exclaimed, her voice trembling with emotion.

(End of this chapter)