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Chapter 388 Harley Quinn Abandons Revenge

Batman is not Bruce Wayne; he would never say any sweet words.

But Batman's words carried unparalleled credibility, and his marriage proposal thrilled the three women present.

Catwoman is shy, Harley Quinn wants to cause trouble, and Poison Ivy wants to steal Batman, this good man; it seems like it would be fun to enslave him.

Just as the three women were performing around a man, the "dead" Xia Zuo stood up. His brains were spilled all over the ground, and they were even cooked, which made him unsteady on his feet and forced him to sit down.

But being physically brainless doesn't prevent the rolling whites on his head from repairing himself, nor does it stop Xia Zuo from watching the drama unfold.

He had no idea before that becoming mentally ill would grant him such a special ability—that even having his brain cooked wouldn't prevent him from being fully conscious.

After Catwoman shyly accepted Batman's proposal, the now less nervous Batman noticed that Shazor was sitting there, staring intently at them.

He was even clapping enthusiastically: "Great, that's fantastic, Yuntian, you've given me so much dog food I'm stuffed! Burp!"

Batman's pupils suddenly contracted, and he assumed a fully alert fighting stance, while secretly activating his communicator, attempting to call in the Batplane's laser cannon for another attack.

But he soon discovered that his communication signal had been cut off.

Xia Zuo's mind was still in the midst of a chaotic self-healing process, so his reaction was slow. It took him a while to remember: "No need to try, my big tree has electromagnetic power. Huh? What's electromagnetic power?"

Catwoman's intuition warned her of madness, sending chills down her spine.

In her intuition, Xia Zuo, whose brain was only half full and who had lost most of his memories and thinking abilities, was far more terrifying than Xia Zuo in his normal state.

It was like a monster that had been freed from the shackles of reason.

In Poison Ivy's perception, Xia Zuo, missing half of his head, was like a broken porcelain bottle, revealing his aura.

Xia Zuo's immense vitality terrified Poison Ivy, who could easily crush her, and even an unintentional action could be enough to kill her.

But Xia Zuo also possessed the power that had given birth to this forest, a power that captivated her, as if this part of Xia Zuo was her god, her master.

Two extreme intuitions plunged Poison Ivy into an unprecedented contradiction.

Harley Quinn stared blankly at Shazor, whose face was not painted and who possessed unimaginable strength, but none of this affected Shazor's mental state.

It was a pure madness, a simple obsession, the feeling that Harley Quinn was captivated by.

Like a clown.

Xia Zuo simply sat there, doing nothing, yet the other four people became uneasy.

As his brain partially healed, his memories and intelligence returned to some extent, once again disrupting his personality trajectory.

Xia Zuo suddenly spoke up: "Batman, stop posing. If you want to live, get out of here."

"I am unpredictable during the brain's self-healing process. Right now I am indeed kind, gentle, and full of the desire to communicate, but that may not be the case later."

"So if you're going to leave, then leave quickly."

"Don't worry about me hunting you down or retaliating afterward. The three of you are not my enemies; at most, you are just strangers who have nothing to do with me."

"Yes, Batman, you are my enemy, but the last one."

"So you can all rest easy now, but please don't mess with me again."

No sooner had Xia Zuo finished speaking than the catwoman shouted, "My intuition tells me he's telling the truth! We need to hurry, or it'll be difficult to move!"

Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn exchanged a quick glance, then suppressed their conflicting emotions and turned to leave with Catwoman.

When Xia Zuo doesn't interfere, Poison Ivy can command the trees in the jungle to make way for them, and the three beauties will disappear in the blink of an eye along this path.

Batman also used a plastic bomb to blast a large hole in the tree canopy above his head, and a grappling hook popped out and went through the hole to snag the Batplane's special hook.

Before ascending, Batman asked, "Sky, what's your name? What's your purpose?"

Shazor, whose condition had not yet changed, replied, "My name is Shazor, and my ultimate goal is to change Gotham and make it a normal city where normal humans can live."

"So first I need to get rid of this gang trash, and at the same time I need to strip away—"

Xia Zuo suddenly stopped talking halfway through his speech. His eyes changed from clear to cold and stern, and he looked at Batman as if he were looking at a piece of dried meat.

Batman's instincts kicked in, and he activated the grappling hook to ascend at top speed, passing through the blasted hole and returning to his plane.

Even after sitting in the driver's seat, Batman's heart was pounding, and the image of Shazor's cold and ruthless eyes was still deeply imprinted in his mind.

"A madman, a complete madman!"

Batman slammed his fist on the cockpit dashboard, venting his fear and frustration with himself.

The current Batman is still too young, not mature enough, and not determined enough to face a god-like superhuman like Superman with his mortal body.

However, as the destined protagonist of the DC universe, he is truly lucky.

Throughout Xia Zuo's brain recovery process, he never exhibited a violent and bloodthirsty state, otherwise the bat would have died.

Fifteen minutes later, Xia Zuo's brain completely healed itself. Then, in just five seconds, his skull and scalp healed themselves, and even his hair grew back to its original length in just over ten seconds.

Stroking his newly grown hair, Xia Zuo suppressed his slight dizziness and began to ponder two questions.

How to improve the defense of the stronghold, and what to do next.

With the patriarch of the Falcone family dead and their connections in Chazo in hand, the mafia family was effectively dissolved.

Gotham's underworld has now shifted from a two-way power struggle to a multi-way battle, and there's no longer a way for them to unite and form a powerful force.

In other words, with the decline of gang power, a power vacuum emerged in Gotham.

The power relinquished by gangs will not wait for a new underworld leader to emerge; instead, it will be seized by other forces.

This was not what Xia Zuo had expected. He wanted complete liberation, and before the ultimate goal of liberation was achieved, the top priority was to maintain the lives of ordinary people.

This requires maintaining a balance of power, preventing the legitimate world, which usually dominates the underworld, from taking the opportunity to devour the power and wealth of the underworld. Otherwise, a power monster that is neither born nor aging will emerge, a hybrid of the legitimate and underworld.

Xia Zuo's headache and dizziness had subsided, but the pain from thinking continued to surge in.

After deciding to crack down on the legitimate authorities, he fell into deep thought once again: Who exactly is considered legitimate?

The answer is Gotham City's government, tax authorities, police department, and most importantly, social security-related government departments and service companies.

Xia Zuo thought about it and rejected the answer.

It's not these government departments, but the group of people who hold positions in these departments, wield actual power in various ways, and pass that power down through generations.

They have a nice-sounding name: administrative officers.

Unlike political appointees who are elected or appointed by the mayor, civil servants have no term limit and can work from the start of their career until they die, or their sons or daughters can inherit the job.

They are the ones who hold real power, while the mayors, prosecutors, and judges who are high above them have little direct power.

Xia Zuo stood up and decided to delve deeper into the real legitimate world, following the contact list provided by "The Roman" Carmine Falcone.

Then, based on the actual situation, a new kill list will be determined.

After all, everything he's doing now is just his imagination; the real situation will depend on the investigation results.

After all, without investigation, one has no right to speak.

Cats are proud and fickle animals.

Women are proud and fickle.

So Catwoman Selena is the most fickle woman; she accepted Batman's marriage proposal one minute and ran off with Poison Ivy the next.

Three female anti-heroes gather at Poison Ivy's "greenhouse garden," enjoying fine wine and food while discussing their day's experiences.

However, it was mainly Harley Quinn and Selena Gomez who were talking, while Pamela just listened quietly, and even stood up and walked around nearby, checking and taking care of the precious plants.

Harley asked curiously, "Selena, didn't you accept Batman's proposal? Why didn't you leave with him? Why did you come with us instead?"

The catwoman gave a haughty snort: "You can't always go along with a man. I'm going to leave him out for a while so he won't take advantage of his fiancé status to lecture me."

Harley was even more curious: "So, you know who Batman is now? Tell me!"

Catwoman shook her head repeatedly: "No, this is the only thing I can't do. I have to keep it a secret."

Harley Quinn, being a distinguished psychologist, naturally sensed her resolve and smoothly changed the subject: "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine too; it doesn't affect me anyway."

Catwoman's mood soured from the persistent questioning, so she retorted, "Harley, are you still going to avenge the Joker?"

Upon hearing this, Harley's eyes widened in confusion, while a fierce internal struggle raged within her.

After a long while, Harley Quinn's eyes regained their liveliness, but the bewildered look had turned into blankness.

Then she firmly replied, "I will not seek revenge."

"I don't love the specific clown; I love the immortal idea of ​​the clown."

"After all, the Joker who gave me the name Harley Quinn and the nickname Harley Quinn is no longer here."

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"Now I think that 'Empty' might be the next Joker. If Pamela weren't with him, I'd want to follow him."

"That way, I might be able to see the whole process of the Joker's birth, which is exciting to think about."

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Poison Ivy, having tended to her plant, rode her vines to the two women: "Harley, if you want to see, then go ahead."

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Harley was shocked and grabbed her pigtails, saying, "Pamela, are you trying to kick me out?"

"You kicked me out, and now I'm truly homeless."

Poison Ivy smiled and said, "If you're going, I'll go with you."

Harley Quinn: "Huh?"

Catwoman was even more astonished: "Pamela, how could you think that? That guy is insane!"

Poison Ivy replied casually, "He loves plants, can create forests with a wave of his hand, and can even create forest races, just like a true nature god."

Catwoman didn't know much about Poison Ivy, but Harley knew that the calmer the red-haired beauty's expression, the more unwavering her convictions were.

Harley Quinn thought she was the only one attracted to Shazam, but Poison Ivy was already completely smitten.

Harley and Pamela sighed simultaneously, "Sigh—"

Catwoman watched her two friends sighing and lamenting. She couldn't understand it at all, but that didn't stop her from finding it amusing.

Harley Quinn was in high spirits and became excited after being teased by Catwoman. She started playing happily, leaving Poison Ivy alone to savor her complex feelings.

After playing for a while, the fickle catwoman found the "greenhouse garden" boring and wanted something more exciting.

So Catwoman suggested, "Let's go out and play!"

Her words weren't a question, but a statement, which played right into Harley Quinn's hands. She grabbed the baseball bat at her feet, jumped up, and laughed, "Alright, let's go smash that stinky man's head in!"

"Tch, what's the point of smashing someone's head? Besides, all that red and white stuff is filthy."

Catwoman licked her red lips and suggested, "Let's steal some gems! Sparkling, sparkling gems, wearing them on ourselves... just thinking about it is exciting!"

Harry tilted her head, thought for a moment, and grinned: "Stealing—that sounds interesting! Where can I steal jewels?"

"I know, I know!" Catwoman cheered. "Gotham billionaire Romulus Zorn, although he's not the richest billionaire, he owns gem mines in Africa and South America, and his house is full of super big and super beautiful gems!"

Harley stood up, slung the baseball bat over her shoulder, and said, "Let's go to this Zorn's house and rob it—steal everything!"

Catwoman jumped up excitedly: "Let's go together! Let's go together!"

Poison Ivy was dragged away by her two friends.

Of course, with someone as high-profile as Harley around, stealing is impossible; no matter how things start, it will eventually turn into a robbery.

Moreover, Harley Quinn is particularly good at creating huge commotions. Wherever fireworks, nitrous oxide grenades, and air fist pistols ravage, there are popping fireworks everywhere, and security guards laughing all over the place.

The so-called theft turned into a slapstick comedy filled with laughter, almost obscuring the fact that they were actually robbing each other.

Catwoman wasn't angry that she couldn't steal in her usual elegant way.

She naturally enjoys excitement and excitement, and even plays wilder and happier than Harley.

Having fun doesn't stop Harley from robbing gems, and robbing is more lucrative than stealing. Harley even had to find a handcart to move the mountain of gems.

Poison Ivy was quite pleased with her share of the gems. She could sell the stones and use the money to buy more islands to build a plant paradise.

Thus, a temporary group called "Gotham Phantom" was born.