bookbashuk Chapter 410 The Bad Cat
Chapter 410 The Bad Cat
Chapter 410 The Bad Cat
"Selena and Harley the kittens certainly didn't realize that Connors had quietly returned to Earth."
The two Poison Ivy girls' expressions changed the moment Harley Quinn left. "Whatever tricks they're up to, we'll beat them to it."
"So what should we do?"
"Use 'Green of All Things'."
Two Poison Ivy Lolis stood hand in hand in the living room with its walls destroyed, as plants rushed toward them from all directions, gathering at their feet.
These plants quickly formed a small but perfectly sized plant throne, just big enough to envelop the two little girls.
Ivy and Elsie closed their eyes simultaneously, and the entire Gotham City from a god-like perspective immediately appeared in their minds.
Without giving Harry, who was riding her little motorcycle towards the banquet, or Selena, who was at the banquet, a second glance, Poison Ivy's target was the plants near Zatanna's apartment.
The plants climbed the walls, slipped into the room through the cracks in the window, and lurked in the bathroom, waiting for Zatanna to walk right into their trap.
Zatanna is currently having a wild time with Connors in the illusion with Wanda. She will definitely go to the bathroom to wash up afterward, and that will be the time for Poison Ivy to make her move.
At the hotel entrance, the security guard spotted a glamorous figure riding a small motorcycle heading straight for them from the far end of the road.
Beep beep beep....·
As they got closer, the security guards realized that the person who had arrived was none other than Harley of the Withered Grey, dressed in a red dress.
A banquet is being held at the hotel, and with Catwoman Selena already there, the security guards are seriously doubting whether the banquet can proceed smoothly if Harley Quinn is added to the mix.
Then a security chief stepped forward and reached out to stop him:
"Sorry, this isn't allowed—oh!"
Harley's little motorcycle didn't slow down at all, heading straight for the head of security. The front wheel hit his crotch and crashed into the hotel with him on the motorcycle.
Click click click!
Inside the hotel, photographers were snapping away at Catwoman Selena with their cameras.
But as the sound of a small motorcycle came from the doorway, some reporters immediately turned their heads to look and saw Harley leap up from the motorcycle, as if a fairy from legend had descended to earth.
So they decisively turned the camera around and started snapping away at Harley.
"Harley is so beautiful!"
"Who can argue with that!"
"It seems this dinner party will definitely be a battle of wits between the two of them—where's Catwoman?"
The reporters turned around in bewilderment, only to find that the entire dinner's attention was focused on Harley Quinn who had barged in; Selena Gomez had vanished without a trace.
Harley, the Withered Ash, also looked around:
"Where's the kitten?"
The kitten she was referring to, Catwoman Selena, had already run up the stairs to the backstage area of the banquet.
A variety of items are displayed here, which will be auctioned off as the dinner draws to a close.
Catwoman Selena walked past the auction items with her cat-like steps, including antique-style pottery, share transfer agreements, Batman's darts, and priceless jewelry.
At the very end of these auction items, and also the grand finale, was a long, orange-red dress.
The long dress was encased in a glass dome, and the light inside the dome made it shimmer and sparkle.
Catwoman Selena knew perfectly well what was reflecting light—it was the ruby on her long dress.
Selena's current lace-trimmed bodycon dress is already beautiful and charming enough, but it can't compare to this ruby-embroidered gown at all; they're like heaven and earth.
This is Catwoman Selena's goal.
However, before taking the ruby gown out of the glass case, Selena had one more thing to do.
She took off her shoulder-length bodycon dress and pulled out a small spray device and a transparent protective mask from under the dress.
This is the device she bought with the 30 million she borrowed from Poison Ivy Lolita. It was overpriced, but it clicked!
The spray device was turned on, and a pungent, irritating gas immediately filled the air. Catwoman Selena put on her mask first, then looked around and picked up a fire extinguisher from the corner of the wall.
With a crash, Selena used a fire extinguisher to shatter the glass cover of the ruby gown, quickly took it out, and put it on.
Harley was surrounded by reporters, and as she triumphantly declared herself the true queen of Gotham, a cloud of smoke drifted over.
"Achoo!"
Harley sneezed and saw that the reporters around her had all collapsed. She quickly shook her head and swung her two ponytails in front of her, crossing one in each hand to cover her mouth and nose.
In areas not yet shrouded in smoke, police and security personnel immediately responded:
"Control Harley! Find Catwoman!"
"Thieves! They're trying to steal the ruby dress!"
Harley looked around blankly:
"What ruby dress?"
Before Harley could even understand what was happening, Catwoman Selena charged at her in that ruby-jeweled dress, whipping her whip around the hotel's tall chandelier and swinging her over, grabbing Harley's waist in one arm.
"Hurry up!"
The two of them swung into the air together, all the way to the railing on the third floor of the hotel.
"It has nothing to do with me! I didn't do anything!"
Harley flailed and thrashed about in the air:
"This isn't right!"
But the police and security guards didn't care whether Harley was innocent or not; they drew their guns and fired, the sound of bullets banging incessantly.
But they were too late. Catwoman Selena gripped the whip tightly in one hand and wrapped her other arm around Harley's waist, slamming into the second-floor window of the banquet hall. With a crash, she smashed through the glass and escaped.
"Please calm down, Harley."
Selena looked at Harley, who looked like a big, fluttering moth, and said that with the two of them in the air, Harley's wild fluttering could easily lead to an accident.
"I can't calm down! You naughty cat! What do you want to do?!" Harley continued gesturing wildly, not caring about anything else.
Selena held onto Halle's waist tightly to prevent her from falling.
"I'm just going back to what I used to do, Harley. This ruby gown has a starting bid of fifteen million dollars. Connors will love it."
"So what? You said on camera that you're the real boss of Gotham, and you don't even respect me!"
A hint of apology flashed across Selena's face:
"Okay, I admit I didn't handle this very well, but it was the only way I could think of in a short time to get you away from Ivy. I'm sorry."
Harley finally stopped gesturing wildly and wrapped her arms around Selena's neck.
But with a bang, the bullet from the police missed both of them; instead, it struck the whip Selena was using to swing on the swing.
The two women in mid-air immediately began freefalling, and Harley of the Withered Ashes was furious:
"You're not apologetic enough, little kitty!"