This Must Be Werewolf Strength

Back at the distillery, Li Ang and Frank discussed things, then woke up one of the older Mexicans.

Harley Quinn hadn't killed anyone, but she had hit them pretty hard.

They woke up an older-looking Mexican man.

"Don't hit me!"

The old man immediately shouted when he saw Frank in his suit.

"We're good people."

Li Ang immediately said, "Have you ever seen a bad guy wear a suit?"

"Of course..."

The Mexican immediately replied, "Penguin's men do."

"Very good. Looks like you've guessed where we came from."

Li Ang didn't care. If he couldn't be a good guy, then he'd be a bad guy.

The moment he said that, the old Mexican's expression turned miserable.

Harley Quinn had just come through, and now Penguin's men were here too. Gotham was impossible to survive in!

"I came on behalf of Mr. Cobblepot. Why did you stop supplying alcohol to the Iceberg Lounge? If you don't have a satisfactory answer..."

Li Ang's expression darkened as he spoke. Even he felt he had potential as a villain.

Frank understood even better and directly flashed his handgun.

The old Mexican was terrified. These were Penguin's men, people who had fought through gunfire. They would never hesitate to kill.

He immediately spilled everything.

"Please convey this to Mr. Cobblepot."

Even his form of address had become respectful.

The reason they had gotten the Iceberg Lounge's business was because their prices were low and they were willing to fight hard.

But fighting Penguin... that was no different from seeking death.

"We only wanted to do business in Gotham. We have no grudge against the Iceberg Lounge at all. It's mainly the Demon Gang. They won't let us supply the Iceberg Lounge. This is their territory, after all."

The old Mexican immediately explained.

Quite a few people from their hometown had come here too, but they weren't a major force in Gotham.

Naturally, they didn't want to clash with a gang like that.

It was simpler to let the locals settle it themselves.

Li Ang understood as well. With a dark expression, he said, "I don't care about anything else. I need this batch of goods. As for what comes after, Mr. Cobblepot will have something to say about it."

"No problem. Please allow me to wake my people."

The old Mexican hurriedly agreed.

"Fine. Deliver the goods directly. If they aren't there before dawn, you can spend the rest of your days in the Atlantic Ocean."

Li Ang threatened him again, then left directly with Frank.

He wasn't stupid either.

There were too many of them. What if they turned hostile after waking up?

He wasn't afraid, but Frank was only flesh and blood. Once he was killed, he would be dead.

"Pah! Strutting around with that white pig!"

Once he saw the two leave, the old Mexican immediately changed his expression, but he ultimately didn't dare do anything.

He could only wake up his compatriots, then hurriedly pack up all the remaining liquor.

They rushed to deliver it to the Iceberg Lounge!

"Why are you holding your phone?"

In the car, Frank asked Li Ang. Harley Quinn was still fast asleep in the backseat.

"If they don't deliver the goods, I'll call the police."

Li Ang put away his phone, then returned the Glock to Frank.

"You should keep it."

Frank kindly said, "You offended them. You'll feel safer with it for protection."

"..."

No wonder the big guy had been so quiet.

But Li Ang didn't take it. He had principles.

"I don't have a gun license."

"Since when do gangsters need gun licenses?"

Frank curled his lip and put the Glock back in the center console.

"Screw you. I'm not running with you guys."

Li Ang immediately said, "I'm just doing my job. I came here to buy liquor!"

"Fine, fine. You're right about everything."

Frank immediately glanced at the rearview mirror. "Then what do we do about the one in the back?"

"Do you have room at your place?"

Li Ang asked.

Frank immediately shook his head wildly like a rattledrum.

"My mom said I can't bring women home casually!"

"What? Why are you so obedient? She's a total beauty!"

Li Ang looked shocked. Someone was actually unmoved by beauty.

"What? Don't you have a mother?"

"..."

"Li Ang, why aren't you saying anything?"

"You'd better not say that to Batman, or I'm afraid he'll beat you to death."

"Why?"

Li Ang slipped away early.

Frank absolutely refused to take Harley Quinn with him and instead drove Li Ang back.

Fortunately, Li Ang was already the bar manager. Arriving late or leaving early wasn't a problem, as long as Penguin didn't say anything...

And now that Li Ang had temporarily resolved the liquor issue, Penguin wouldn't question him over such a trivial matter.

Downstairs from the apartment building, Li Ang looked around, afraid that some exceptionally talented criminal might leap out of the darkness.

He held Harley Quinn in his arms and realized this wasn't going to work. He could only carry her upstairs.

Luckily, he was strong. He held Harley Quinn with one arm and took out his keys to open the door with the other.

It was already the middle of the night, so Kara had naturally been asleep for a long time.

Li Ang tried not to make any noise, feeling troubled as he held Harley Quinn.

He might as well toss her onto the couch and make do for the night.

Thinking that, he directly threw Harley Quinn onto the couch.

Who would have thought that Harley Quinn would suddenly open her eyes, spring straight up from the couch, wrap her arms around his neck, and press herself against him.

"Mm!"

Li Ang didn't dare make too much noise, so he accepted it in a state of half-resistance, half-willingness.

A good man should neither take the initiative nor refuse. That was his experience.

Only when he could barely breathe did Harley Quinn let go.

"What are you doing?"

Li Ang asked with righteous indignation.

"I've decided. It wasn't that he abandoned me. It's that I don't love him anymore."

Harley Quinn said.

Li Ang immediately understood. This was the perfect chance to take advantage of her vulnerability.

"Darling, remake me!"

Harley Quinn spoke, and the clown-costume-like clothes on her body instantly tore apart, as though this represented a complete farewell to the Harley Quinn of the past.

Just like when she changed her name from Harleen Frances Quinzel to Harley Quinn.

She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs, seemingly to celebrate her rebirth, but Li Ang quickly covered her mouth.

Before, he had only dared mess around when Kara wasn't home.

Now Kara was sleeping. If he woke her up, there definitely wouldn't be any good outcome.

If he didn't want to see the sun tomorrow, he had to keep it down.

To Harley, though, that was quite thrilling.

She hadn't been wrong. Li Ang was indeed a man just like Puddin'.

She didn't like the honest, obedient type. She liked men who knew how to have fun and loved having fun.

Bad boys were what women loved.

Li Ang scooped her up in his arms and quietly walked into the bedroom.

But even in the bedroom, they didn't dare make any noise.

After all, the housing quality in Gotham meant the soundproofing was practically nonexistent, and Kara had Super Hearing...

The only thing they could hope for now was that Kara was a deep sleeper.

Moonlight spilled in. Harley's fair body was just as Li Ang had guessed: slender branches bore abundant fruit, delicious without being too rich.

At that moment, Li Ang felt that what he had gained from Kara wasn't Superman's strength, but werewolf strength.

"Come on!"

Harley Quinn gave him a suggestive look.