SWWW Chapter 239: Harley Quinn Returns, A Dangerous Woman
"Good evening, everyone!"
Her twin ponytails dyed in bright colors, wearing a vest top and short shorts that hugged her hips, pale skin covered in tattoos, a black cloth choker like a pet collar around her slender neck, hands wrapped in sheer white gloves, and her face painted with clown makeup—Harley Quinn strolled right into the bar.
She wore a mad yet dazzling smile, not the least bit reserved. Instead, she looked around as if she owned the place. "Wow, it's lively in here!"
"Poison Ivy, long time no see! Get me a drink!"
"Hey, isn't that Deadshot? I remember seeing you back in Blackgate Prison."
"Captain Boomerang! Damn, you're still alive?"
"Killer Croc, how's that body holding up?"
"…."
Harley greeted each person like they were old acquaintances. A few who had tried to keep their identities hidden could only grit their teeth after she exposed them one by one.
Don't be fooled by her girlish appearance—when she went crazy, she was crazier than anyone here.
Behind the bar, Poison Ivy raised her brows at the sight of the ponytailed girl. Her lips curled into a smile. "Harley, it really has been a while. Weren't you locked up in Dream Prison? Don't blame me for not rescuing you, that place is beyond my power."
Harley Quinn grinned. "Some things happened, and I managed to break out. How about you buy me a drink?"
"My dear, not just one drink—ten, a hundred, whatever you want," Ivy replied sweetly.
"Then make it two. I've got a friend with me."
Harley called toward the entrance: "Come on in, buddy!"
Silence.
Realizing something, Harley rushed outside. Soon her voice could be heard coaxing: "No, those are security guards, you can't eat them!"
"Come inside. I'll get you something better."
A moment later, two terrified security guards stumbled into the bar, pale as if they had seen a monster.
Following them in—Harley pulled along a hulking figure nearly two meters tall.
"King Shark?!" several people gasped.
A round, stocky body, blue-and-white thick skin, tiny eyes, razor-sharp teeth…
It was unmistakable.
Unlike an ordinary shark, this one had arms and legs, walking upright like a man.
"Food… tasty food?"
Drooling, King Shark's beady eyes swept across the room, equal parts goofy and predatory.
Many patrons felt a chill crawl down their spines.
"There's a banquet going on, of course there's good food."
Harley beamed as she introduced him. "Everyone, this is Nanaue, King Shark. A new friend of mine."
Harley Quinn and King Shark, Nanaue…
In a shadowed corner, Xi Nian narrowed his eyes. After their encounter in Starro's facility, he hadn't expected to run into them again in Gotham.
(Tl/N: Keep in mind he doesn't even know Diana is WW at first, so not knowing where Harley's lives is a given.)
Thinking back, he was technically the one who'd let them go, though at the time he'd been in his three-in-one state.
"Harley, are you interested in taking down Supergirl too?" someone asked.
"Supergirl… why would I go after her?"
Harley plopped down at the bar, sipping her drink with utter nonchalance.
"Then why are you here?"
Finally, someone couldn't hold back. They were hardened criminals—they weren't afraid of Harley, even if she was unpredictable.
"I came to drink. And have dinner. Is that not allowed?"
She shrugged casually, then turned to her companion. "Nanaue, you wanna go after Supergirl?"
"Supergirl?"
King Shark tilted his head, then shivered as if recalling a nightmare. "No. Nanaue… no match for her."
"That's that then. Don't mind us. Carry on with your meeting." Harley laughed wildly, even ordering two meals from Poison Ivy.
Since King Shark couldn't fit on a barstool, Harley led him to a table nearby—close enough that they ended up not far from Xi Nian.
Even if Harley wasn't here to oppose Supergirl, the fact she wouldn't side with her either was enough. The others at the meeting could only choose to ignore her.
Meanwhile, through Jarro and Alice's assistance, Xi Nian had already identified most of the people present.
Harley Quinn and King Shark he already knew.
Among the others, only a few caught his attention—
His eyes landed on the graceful woman in green at the bar.
Poison Ivy.
A frequent partner of Harley Quinn, she had led countless heists across Gotham and was a queen of the criminal underground.
S.H.I.E.L.D. files confirmed it:
She wasn't just a scheming femme fatale—her body was infused with chlorophyll, giving her control over plants and the ability to secrete toxins.
"Toxin… so that was the drink earlier."
Xi Nian realized. Too bad for her—poisoning someone with a body of steel was easier said than done.
"And then there's…"
His gaze shifted again.
A bald, muscular man silently polishing a sniper rifle.
Deadshot.
A world-class assassin and mercenary, known for his perfect accuracy, a name even S.H.I.E.L.D. agents dreaded.
…
A hulking figure cloaked in black, his skin rough and scaly like a crocodile's.
Killer Croc.
The result of military genetic experiments, transformed into a crocodilian monster with immense strength, endurance, claws, and fangs.
…
And of course, Captain Boomerang—little more than a thug, hardly worth mentioning.
Xi Nian barely spared him a thought. His focus returned again and again to one particular woman.
A stunning blonde with ocean-blue eyes and the figure of a runway model, dressed conservatively in a blouse and slacks, sitting alone in the shadows of the opposite corner.
As if sensing his stare, the blonde woman glanced his way, her eyes flickering with doubt.
Xi Nian quickly looked away.
June Moone.
According to S.H.I.E.L.D. records, she was just an archaeologist. No criminal history at all.
But that meant she'd been accepted by these villains—otherwise she wouldn't be allowed inside.
And more importantly—
Since the moment Xi Nian had stepped into the bar, only she had triggered his Spider-Sense.
That woman was dangerous.
In fact, every other criminal in the bar combined didn't set off his instincts like she did.
Was she planning to target Kara, Supergirl, as well?
As Xi Nian pondered, a face painted with clown makeup suddenly appeared right in front of him.
"Hi. Who are you?"
Harley asked with a curious blink.
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