My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

"..."

Inside a Gotham underground bar that requires a password to enter, a group of men and women are arguing and talking.

As the silver-haired youth walked in through the door, the bar fell silent instantly, and everyone turned to scrutinize him.

Who is this?

"I don't recognize him, he's a complete stranger."

"So young. Is there such a person in Gotham?"

"Someone go and kill him. This information can't be leaked..."

"hey-hey!"

Questioning, sneer, chilling... discussing murder seemed like commonplace, and everyone was surrounded by a heavy aura of malevolence.

They're ready to kill each other at the slightest provocation!

Interspersed among them were the clicking sounds of guns being cocked!

The silver-haired youth stopped at the bar entrance, feeling as if he were a sheep entering a wolf's den.

"Giggle!"

A woman's laughter suddenly rang out from the bar counter, instantly easing the tense atmosphere.

The silver-haired youth remained expressionless. He looked in the direction of the laughter and saw a beautiful woman with red hair and a green dress standing at the bar counter.

Her red hair and green dress are reminiscent of Mera from The Undersea Kingdom.

However, the other party's overall image and temperament are completely different from Mera's.

If Mera is that cold and proud ocean mermaid...

Women at that time were like forest spirits, the fallen kind—

Her scarlet hair cascaded down her shoulders in waves, and her exquisite face was both stunning and alluring. Her green strapless, waist-cinching gauze dress resembled bedding, barely covering her vital parts, revealing large swathes of alluring white skin.

Under the bar lights, her graceful figure, partially hidden beneath her green tulle dress, was a stunning beauty.

"Hey buddy, what brings you here?"

The woman in the green dress licked her rosy lips and said seductively to the silver-haired youth, "If you don't tell me, I'll kill you in their place. But don't worry, I'll make sure you die a very... comfortable death."

Her voice was alluring and captivating, sparking the imagination.

The silver-haired youth retorted, "Don't all the people who come here think about doing one thing? What else could they be doing?"

"Heh, you?!"

Someone in the bar immediately voiced their doubts.

The silver-haired youth chuckled, "If any of you could kill Superman single-handedly, you would have done it already. Why would you be wasting time discussing this here?"

"You...!" The man choked.

Some people in the bar agreed with the young man's view: "He's absolutely right. We need enough strength to unite! Anyone who's willing can participate!"

Some people also expressed their concerns: "Mainly because he is too young and looks unfamiliar..."

"How about this? I'll test him, okay?"

The woman in the green dress glanced around at the patrons inside the bar and smiled.

"Sure. I trust Poison Ivy to get things done!"

"That's fine then."

"interesting."

The people in the bar immediately became interested.

"How do you want to test me?" The silver-haired youth looked at the receptionist, a woman named Poison Ivy.

"It's very simple."

Poison Ivy took out a small wine glass, poured a little wine into it, and placed it on the bar with a smile: "Drink it."

The wine appeared pale green under the lamplight...

"Tsk tsk, Poison Ivy's wine... I wouldn't dare drink it."

"Kid, if you dare drink it, I'll acknowledge you!"

Good heavens, is his stomach going to rot?

The people in the bar were talking about it.

Before they could discuss it further, the silver-haired youth stepped forward, picked up his wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Is this alright?" The silver-haired youth turned the wine glass upside down; not a drop remained.

"can."

Poison Ivy smiled slightly, gave the silver-haired youth a flirty wink, and announced to the crowd, "Young man, I vouch for you. Anyone who touches him in the bar is disrespecting me."

The patrons in the bar immediately froze.

To them, this was not a beautiful and charming woman, but a woman covered in thorns, and a poisonous one at that!

With Poison Ivy's guarantee.

The silver-haired youth was granted entry to the bar and sat down in a corner seat.

This was just a minor incident.

"Now that everything's alright, let's get back to our original topic."

A bearded man said in a deep voice, "Operation plan against Supergirl!"

That's right.

Those who will be coming to this bar tonight are the worst of Gotham's worst criminals. It doesn't matter who the mastermind is; what matters is that they are all here for the same purpose!

The reason still comes from that one sentence.

Gotham will not tolerate such an awesome existence!

in fact.

For over a decade, thanks to Batman's presence, the balance between good and evil in Gotham City has remained relatively stable.

Batman is indeed very strong, but there's a limit. No matter how strong he is, he's still human, and he needs rest and sleep too!

E.g.

In the past, when Batman appeared in the eastern part of Gotham to punish crime, crime was relatively safe in other parts of Gotham...

However, this concept does not apply to Supergirl, who has just arrived in the city as a trainee hero.

a second before.

Supergirl might have just appeared in the eastern part of the city, but the next second, she could be in the western part, dismantling your weapons and taking down your base with her bare hands.

Regarding crime.

Supergirl is such a powerful hero that she's practically a bug in the system. The tricks and methods she uses to play along with Batman are largely useless in everyday situations.

……

"Now, some people are already calling Supergirl a goddess on earth. So, how do you plan to hurt a goddess?"

"So, aren't we discussing countermeasures now?"

"Modern weapons are useless against those powerful superhumans."

"Damn it, I didn't expect there to be a second Kryptonian!"

In a corner of the bar.

Through the silver-haired youth disguised as a demon, hope Nian listened to their heated discussion and felt a sense of novelty and strangeness.

Listening to the people in the bar racking their brains in discussion, he momentarily mistook the villain for Supergirl Kara.

Heinen learned about this through the AI ​​Alice's hacking of the dark web. Tonight in Gotham, this bar will be gathering plans for an operation against Supergirl, and everyone is welcome to participate.

He just happened to be 'interested' and came over to 'participate'.

"Guanluo, help me contact Alice at home and confirm the identities of everyone on the field."

Xinian used his mental energy to contact Luo through the second jellyfish split-off he carried with him.

But at this moment...

The bar door opened.

More people came to keep their appointment and join the battle.

hope Nian looked up, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

It turned out to be an acquaintance!

Chapter 238, Goodbye Harley Quinn, the Dangerous Woman

Good evening, everyone!

With her hair dyed in different vibrant colors in twin ponytails, wearing a vest and tight-fitting shorts, her fair body covered in erotic tattoos, a black cloth resembling a pet collar around her slender neck, and semi-transparent white gloves on her hands, the clown-faced girl walked into the bar.

She flashed a wild yet beautiful smile, completely at ease, as if she were the hostess, and then glanced at the crowd: "Wow, it's really lively here!"

"Poison Ivy, long time no see! How about a drink?"

"Isn't this Deadshot? I remember seeing you in the heavy prison before."

"Captain Boomerang! My God, you're still alive?"

"Killer Crocodile, are you feeling alright?"

"..."

The girl knew the people sitting in the bar like the back of her hand. Some of them had originally wanted to hide their identities, but after being exposed, they dared not speak out.

Don't be fooled by the girl's weak appearance; once she goes crazy, she can be crazier than anyone else!

Poison Ivy, standing at the bar counter, glanced at the twin-tailed girl with slight surprise, then parted her red lips slightly: "Harley Quinn, it has indeed been a long time. Weren't you imprisoned in Dream Prison? Don't blame your sister for not rescuing you; there's really nothing I can do about that place."