"It wasn't April Fools' Day or Halloween, so what was with the cosplay?"
Harley Quinn looked at the uninvited guest before her, tapping her baseball bat against her hand as she asked.
Mr. Freeze held a Laser Freeze Gun. He didn't react to Harley Quinn's mockery.
"You're Harley Quinn?"
"Damn it, are there still people who don't know who I am?"
The question really annoyed Harley Quinn.
She flipped her pigtails and stood up from her chair, ready to teach Mr. Freeze a lesson.
"I've heard of you. You're just the Joker's sidekick."
That completely enraged Harley Quinn.
She widened her Kajilan eyes. "Is your brain frozen? Or are you suffocating in there?"
"The Joker isn't fit to tie my shoes!"
"And I've been working solo for ages!"
Mr. Freeze nodded at that. "Then you're the one. Hand over the Upper East Side."
"Ha!"
Harley Quinn laughed. "So he's a lunatic. Beat him to death!"
Ever since she'd taken over the Upper East Side, plenty of people had come to provoke her.
So the Clown Girl wasn't angry.
She really wasn't angry.
She just couldn't quite control her smash addiction.
She raised her baseball bat, ready to swing it at Mr. Freeze.
Then she saw him raise his Laser Freeze Gun. The henchmen rushing toward him were instantly frozen.
"Bzzzz!"
The Freeze Gun created ice on the spot, turning people into ice statues in an instant.
"Holy crap!"
Harley Quinn stared in shock.
Where had this freak come from?
Just a few shots, and all her henchmen were frozen.
"I'll say it again: leave the Upper East Side!"
Mr. Freeze looked at Harley Quinn coldly.
He was a true "cold-blooded creature." Not that he was cruel and heartless; he was calm, steady, and composed as a block of ice.
But