"Hmph!"
Harley Quinn sneered smugly. "There's nothing I can't do."
She looked at the pathetic Joker before her and burst out laughing. "My poor Little Pudding, you look just like a dog!"
"Whimper!"
The Joker had never been mocked like this by Harley Quinn. He tried to speak, but all he could manage was that sound.
"It's okay. Your master's here to save you."
Harley Quinn's eyes were full of coldness, and the Joker noticed.
But he didn't care.
He'd treated Harley Quinn like this countless times, but as long as he tossed her a bone, she always crawled back like a dog.
A hungry dog always came back.
But Harley Quinn was no longer a docile little dog.
Harley Quinn walked toward him.
"Rat-a-tat-tat!"
But as soon as she approached, machine-gun bullets struck the ground in front of her, forcing her to retreat.
"What are you doing?"
She shouted toward the darkness.
But she didn't know where Silence was, and he wasn't coming out.
As for Bruce Wayne?
He was pondering something. Harley Quinn's love for Li Ang was genuine. It was unlikely she still had feelings for the Joker.
With that thought, he immediately felt reassured.
"Though you brought him here, the deal isn't over yet."
Silence's voice rang out. "You don't mind helping me with one more thing, do you?"
"Heh."
Harley Quinn was a little angry, but she held it in.
"What do you want me to do, Little darling?"
She asked lightly.
Silence, hiding somewhere out of sight, didn't care. He said, "Break Bruce Wayne's leg."
Bruce Wayne, who hadn't said a word until now, narrowed his eyes.
But he didn't panic. Instead, he felt a little confused.
If this was just a simple kidnapping for ransom, there was no need to hurt the hostage.