"Screech!"
The Patrol Van's tires shrieked. Li Jie kicked the door open and rushed out with his men. Behind him, Ron Bushnell and Hearn Hunt needed no specific orders; they immediately fell into a search-and-cover formation.
What a find!
He knocked on the window of the police car ahead. The person inside turned toward him and gave him a cool nod.
"Sheriff?"
"Poison Ivy?"
Li Jie paused. "What are you doing... did Harleen drag you here?"
"Yes. She's inside." Poison Ivy gently stroked the small potted plant in her hands. "For now... she's not in danger."
"What the hell are these things? Magic?"
Inside the bank lobby, Red Hood Number One looked at Number Three and Number Six screaming on the floor, and Number Two, who was already dead. He raised his assault rifle and sprayed wildly at Harleen and the whipping vines.
"Magic! Magic! Magic! Magic!"
He grumbled loudly as he fired. Once the magazine was empty, he swung the rifle behind his back, casually tossed two grenades, and bolted toward the rear without hesitation.
"FUCK! Bombs!"
Harleen wasn't about to take those head-on. Swearing furiously, she twisted around and leaped toward the entrance, grabbing Anna, who had just charged inside. The two of them tumbled down the steps like a pair of rolling gourds.
Boom!
Boom!
Two muffled explosions erupted one after the other inside the bank lobby. The blast hurled glass shards, steel pellets, and shredded plants through the entrance, sweeping over their heads.
Harleen and Anna rolled down the steps and landed in the rain, soaked and bedraggled. Anna coughed violently and struggled to get up and raise her gun, only to find her vision blurred, with nothing but billowing smoke before her and a piercing ringing in her ears.
"Cough... cough! Harleen! Are you