The system has to be used even if it is pulled

"My little assistant, it seems that you are more suitable to be my cat than an assistant!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, who is your assistant, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not your cat!"

"Selena, come here!"

As soon as Zhao Yuanlang finished speaking, Catwoman's body was out of control. She nimbly flipped over the sofa, came to the dining table, and rubbed her face directly on Zhao Yuanlang's legs. She couldn't stop meowing.

Catwoman suddenly shuddered. What happened to her? I was so ashamed. Is this really me? No, this is not true!

No, no, no, don't touch my head, ah, it feels so comfortable and warm. Catwoman was still resisting, but under Zhao Yuanlang's big hands, she was moaning when she was touched.

In fact, there is nothing special about it. Catwoman is inseparable from this Egyptian cat. They seem to be two bodies and one soul. Zhao Yuanlang just used a little magic to take this Egyptian cat as his pet, let it be affectionate to him, and then Catwoman was indirectly affected.

After all, when Selena died, it was this Egyptian cat that took back her soul and gave her a part of her soul and power, so Selena is equivalent to the messenger of this Egyptian cat, and she is one with this cat in spirit.

........

Three days passed. Zhao Yuanlang frowned as he watched more and more gangsters appearing at the company's door, covering his head helplessly.

Damn it, these bastards come to me one by one, but they have nowhere to stay. They gather here every day, making the neighbors around them terrified. No one comes to my company to do business anymore. If this goes on, I can only eat up the more than 40 million yuan from the great philanthropist Bruce.

"Get out of here! I don't need any younger brothers. Don't even think about becoming my employees. I won't pay you. Get out of here now!"

Seeing the furious Zhao Yuanlang at the door, the other gangsters shrank their necks and ran away. After Zhao Yuanlang entered the office again, these gangsters stood around Zhao Yuanlang's company in groups of three or five.

The other gangsters who were secretly observing were furious. They had worked hard to recruit new followers, but this guy didn't even want the ones that came to him for free. It was really annoying to compare yourself with him! Was it because they couldn't beat Batman?

As night fell, many gangsters left, but some gangsters set up tents outside in groups of three or five, intending to engage in a protracted war with Zhao Yuanlang, trying to persuade Zhao Yuanlang to accept them and move him.

Zhao Yuanlang looked at the seven or eight tents below from the second-floor window and touched his head helplessly. Damn it, I didn't want to be a gangster boss!

Huh? Batfighter? Batman, there you go again.

A fighter plane was floating above Zhao Yuanlang's small building, and Batman jumped down from the plane in a cool manner. The gangsters who had wanted to impress Zhao Yuanlang turned around and ran away without even leaving their tents when they saw Batman coming.

Zhao Yuanlang rolled his eyes, went downstairs, and stood at the door looking at Batman posing in the snow.

"have eaten?"

Huh? What kind of a question is that?

"Didn't eat?"

Batman still didn't say a word and just stood there coolly.

"Okay! Okay! Wait a minute, I'll go upstairs and finish eating first!"

Seeing Zhao Yuanlang about to go in, Batman spoke up: "I must defeat you today! You are too dangerous."

Zhao Yuanlang rolled his eyes and shouted, "Little cat, I leave it to you!"

Catwoman jumped directly from the second floor and landed in front of Batman.

Catwoman, the woman who had bewitched Batman many times, walked gracefully to Batman, lifted Batman's chin with her fingers frivolously, and put her cheek close to Batman's face.

"Can you let my master eat first?"

The voice was extremely charming, and the tone was as sweet as orchid and musk. Batman, a man of temperament, was immediately attracted to it. He enjoyed Catwoman's groping hands and nodded coolly.

"Bah, this is Batman, it's true that even a hero can't resist the temptation of beauty, and he only remembers food and not beatings." Zhao Yuanlang went upstairs and started drinking tea with his legs crossed, and was kneaded by the three little foxes from time to time.

"Boy, wait here for a while. I'll go upstairs to eat too. Wait for me! Love you!"

"it is good!"

Batman posed as he pleased, watching Catwoman walk up the stairs with her cat steps and wiggling her hips, and some thoughts began to arise in his mind uncontrollably.

In the middle of the night, Batman stood on the street like a fool. Snowflakes were falling, and many gangsters who had not run far were secretly watching from the dark.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Zhao Yuanlang still hadn't come down. Batman noticed the gangsters pointing and talking around him, and he became furious.

Just as he was about to break into the room, Zhao Yuanlang came out surrounded by four women. The women, including Catwoman, started to pinch Zhao Yuanlang, and their mouths trembled as they looked at Batman.

My goodness, I'm shivering outside and you're hugging me left and right.

Zhao Yuanlang waved his hand, and the four little girls went upstairs. Zhao Yuanlang walked up to Batman and looked at Batman's equipment, a new thing, a full-covering armor, with protection for the eyes, but his mouth was exposed.

"By the way, do you have nothing to do? Why did you come to me? I'm very busy! You are a country bumpkin wearing such low-quality armor. You look like a poor person. I spend tens of millions a day. How can I have time to play with you?"

Zhao Yuanlang just wanted to disgust Batman on purpose.

Tens of millions a day! Damn, a broken company, a loan shark, something that is not worthy of being on the table, how dare you say that! I am still the chairman of the Wayne Group!

"Today is the day you obey the law! Watch out!"

Zhao Yuanlang tilted his head and the blade that Batman extended from his arm missed.

Just as he was about to make a move, Zhao Yuanlang finished it off with a kick in the crotch, a poke in the eyes, and a hit on the back of the head.

Batman was indeed good. This armor actually blocked one thousandth of Zhao Yuanlang's strength. The only thing that spoiled the view was that there was a big footprint on the crotch of the armor, the special glass at the eyes of the helmet on his face was almost shattered, and there was a huge fist mark behind his head.

Damn bastard! Although the armor protected Zhao Yuanlang, the huge shock force made Batman dizzy and he felt that he could not feel the thing in his crotch.

How is this possible? This set of armor cannot be broken even by a sniper rifle. But Zhao Yuanlang did not give him another chance. He gave Batman a whip kick and Batman flew out.

Then Batman fell in the snow and didn't move. It was because Zhao Yuanlang broke the power skeleton behind him with a kick. How could Batman, who was hit hard, stand up by his own strength wearing the armor weighing hundreds of kilograms?

Zhao Yuanlang walked up to Batman, kicked off the blade on his arm, then pried open the eye mask of Batman's helmet, took out his cell phone, crouched down, and said to Batman: "Come on, smile, let's take a group photo!"

He didn't want to hurt Zhao Yuanlang, but the enemy was too strong. He directly activated the nerve gas on his helmet to cover him and Zhao Yuanlang.

A gust of wind blew by, and Batman thought he was sure to win, but when he saw Zhao Yuanlang looking at him with his eyes open and intact, his heart sank.

Humph, you've learned bad things, Batman. Zhao Yuanlang picked up Batman and posed a pose for him like an old man pushing a cart. Then he stood behind Batman with a sneer and took out his mobile phone to take a series of photos.

Batman shed tears of humiliation. Such a sentimental person as himself would have his shoes wet by the river one day.