Harley Quinn gave up on 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, Poison Ivy —she wants to steal Batman, this good man, and it seems like it would be fun to enslave him.

Just as the three women were performing around a man, the "dead" Shazo stood up, his brains spilling onto 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 stop him from activating the repair function with his rolling Byakugan, nor does it stop Shazo from watching the show.

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 Shazo was sitting there, watching them intently.

He was even clapping enthusiastically. "Great, that's wonderful, Yun Tian, you've given me so much dog food I'm stuffed! Burp!"

Batman's pupils contracted sharply, and he assumed a fully alert fighting stance, while secretly activating his Communicator, attempting to call in the Batwing's Laser cannon for another attack.

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

Shazo's mind was still in the process of Self-Healing, so his reaction was slow. It took him a while to remember. "No need to try, my big tree has Electromagnetic Force. Huh? What is Electromagnetic Force?"

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

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

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

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

Shazo's immense vitality terrified Poison Ivy, as she could easily crush him, and even an unintentional action could be enough to kill him.

But Shazo also possessed the power that had given birth to this Forest, a power that captivated her, as if this part of Shazo was her Gods, her master.

These two extreme intuitive feelings plunged Poison Ivy into Liao Kong contradiction.

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

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

Like Joker.

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

As his brain partially Self-Healing, his memories and intelligence partially returned, once again disrupting his personality's trajectory.

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

"My self -Self-Healing process is unpredictable. 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're just strangers."

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

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

As soon as Shazo finished speaking, Catwoman shouted, "My intuition tells me he's telling the truth! We have to go, or it'll be hard to get anywhere!"

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

When Shazo didn't interfere, Poison Ivy could command the trees in the jungle to make way for them, and the three beauties would disappear in the blink of an eye along this path.

Batman also used Plastic Explosive to blast a large hole in the tree canopy above his head, and a grappling hook popped out, passing through the hole and catching the Batwing Grappling Hook.

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

Shazo, whose condition had not yet changed, replied, "My name is Shazo, and my ultimate goal is to change Gotham, to 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—"

Shazo suddenly stopped talking halfway through his sentence. 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 blast hole and returning to his plane.

Even after sitting in the driver's seat, Batman's heart was pounding, and the image of Shazo'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, his luck is truly remarkable.

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

Fifteen minutes Shazo's brain completely Self-Healing. Then, in just five seconds, his skull and scalp completed their Self-Healing, and even his hair grew back to its original length in just over ten seconds.

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

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

With the Clan Leader of the Falcone Family killed and their connections in Shazo seized, the mafia family was effectively dissolved.

Gotham's underworld has now shifted from a two-way power struggle to a multi-way battle, making it difficult 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 won't wait for a new underworld leader to emerge; instead, it will be seized by other forces.

This was not what Shazo 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 blends the legitimate and the underworld, and is neither born nor aging, will emerge.

Shazo'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 once again fell into deep thought: Who exactly qualifies as legitimate?

The answer is Gotham City's government, Tax Bureau, Police Department department, and most importantly, Social Welfare Government Departments and Service Companies.

Shazo 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: Career Officials.

Unlike Political Officials who are elected or appointed by the mayor, Career Officials 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 wield real power, while those high-ranking mayors, Prosecutor, and Chief Justice have little direct authority.

Shazo stood up and decided to follow the contact list provided by "the Romans" Carmine Falcone to gain a deeper understanding of the real legitimate world.

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

Three female anti- the Superstar 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 Catwoman Selene who were talking, while Pamela listened quietly, even standing up and walking around nearby to check on and care for the precious plants.

Harley asked curiously, "Selene, 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's wishes. I'm going to leave him hanging 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? Tell me!"

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

Queen, a distinguished psychologist, naturally sensed her resolve and smoothly changed the subject. "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine; 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, Queen'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 Joker; I love the immortal idea of Joker."

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

"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 just thinking about it."

4

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

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

"You kicked me out, I really have nowhere to go."

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

Harley Quinn: "Huh?"

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

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

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

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

Halle 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 after being teased by Catwoman a few times, she became excited and started playing happily, leaving Poison Ivy alone to savor her complicated 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 jewels! Sparkling, sparkling jewels... just thinking about wearing them is exciting!"

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

"I know, I know!" Catwoman cheered. "Gotham Romulus Zorn, although he's not the richest man, 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 Zorn's house and rob it—steal it all!"

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 out of the question; no matter how things start, it will eventually turn into a robbery.

Moreover, Queen is particularly adept at creating huge commotions. Wherever fireworks, Laughing Gas Grenade, and Air Punch Pistol ravage, there are bursts of fireworks everywhere, and Security Guard laughing heartily all over the place.

The so-called theft turned into a slapstick comedy filled with laughter, almost obscuring the fact that their crime was actually robbery.

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

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

Having fun didn't stop her from robbing gems, and robbing was 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 Sirens" was born.