Chapter 242: Misdirection Part 5

As Harley happily announced her arrival, the young man who opened the door froze in place, and before he could even utter a word, Harley raised the wooden bat hanging from her waist and swung it hard toward the man's head.

*Bam!* It struck him viciously right on the front of his head, causing him to be propelled to the side. His head smashed against the door brutally, blood quickly splattering. The sound alone caught the attention of the other guys inside.

Looking toward the doorway and seeing Harley, all of them had their expressions turn dark. Two of the four raised their hands, already looking ready to surrender, while the other two looked unsure. The one who had unzipped his pants looked the most unwilling.

"What the fuck are you guys doing? She's just one person; we can take her."

Harley couldn't help but laugh at this notion. "Aww~ you naughty boys, didn't your mama ever tell you never to bring fists to a gunfight?!" As Harley said this, a mischievous grin appeared on her face. She un-holstered one of her two guns and immediately pointed it at the group, firing without hesitation.

Their eyes widened. Not even in their wildest dreams did they think she would outright shoot at them, but that's exactly what happened.

*Pa!* *Pa!* Harley fired two shots, striking one of the four right in the head while hitting another in the leg. The man who had been seemingly in charge no longer had a look of confidence on his face; his expression turned ashen, and he immediately raised his hands.

"Wait, wait, we give up!" he said. It was the most logical thing to do rather than show resistance and get shot. The other teen beside him also mirrored his friend's actions, raising his hands in surrender. "We give up; you can put the gun down."

Harley tilted her head and showed a look of confusion while twirling her bat playfully in her hand. "Eh, I don't know."

At that moment, a gust of wind was felt as the Flash appeared on the scene out of nowhere.

He looked around and saw that two of the five boys were down, with one injured. Flash couldn't help but look confused. Was there a fight, or was Harley just being Harley?

Choosing to prioritize the victims, Flash zipped over to the women and moved them outside. The two young men, still standing there, didn't dare move and kept their hands up.

After taking the women to safety, Flash came back in and said, "Those two women look like they've been affected by the spores. I need to take them to a medic. Can you make sure the police get these guys?"

Flash was more concerned about the women's safety than the young boys. Harley happily nodded, "Of course, you can count on ole Harley to always get the job done~."

Flash didn't need to say anything more; he just zipped away. Because of Harley's new identity, even the League didn't see her in the same light anymore. Whether it was for show or genuine, she had been doing plenty of good to help Gotham.

Right now, she had arrived first on the scene to help the two women. Flash had no reason to linger, especially with the heavy thoughts haunting him.

However, the moment he left, Harley turned her attention back to the young men, strutting over and shifting her hips side to side in a tantalizing manner. Both young men looked visibly scared and aroused at the same time as they watched her draw closer.

She stopped just a few feet away from them and holstered her gun, an action that made both of them feel relieved. She then rested her bat over her shoulders and held it in a relaxed stance before asking, "Say, you two aren't going to try something like this again, right?~"

They immediately shook their heads. "No, no, never! I swear I will never do something like this again, ever!" the young man with the unzipped pants quickly revealed. His friend abruptly nodded as well. "Yeah, yeah, we promise. Please, just let us go."

Trying to bank on Harley's eccentric character, the two young men felt they could actually leave the situation since the women had been saved. If they were lucky, they could end the night right there. Sadly, they couldn't predict Harley's spontaneous nature.

Because the moment they said this, Harley kicked the one with the unzipped pants in the crotch, causing him to groan in pain before collapsing to the ground.

His friend was shocked by this action and immediately put his hands over his crotch, but Harley swung her bat at his head, causing him to collapse on the ground as well, blood splattering yet again.

But she didn't stop there. She began to playfully tap the bloody bat on her palm while looking down at the young men.

"You see, I don't mind thieves, murderers, Satanists, or even weirdos. But I don't like rapists very much, so I'm going to make sure you never try anything like this again, 'kay?~" she said with a wide smile. She approached them again with her bat, raising it high and aiming for their crotches.

"I call this—'the permanent birth control!' *Bam!*"