I heard my dad is a clown [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Old John had been working on this street for a long time—if all kinds of identification were considered work—and he had seen all kinds of hopelessly bad embryos, but he had never seen one like this one.

Fair and delicate skin, innocent face and clear eyes, and even wearing an exaggeratedly cute but absolutely expensive lace dress that only innocent little girls love, standing in this garbage alley seems to be shouting "Come and kidnap" Me!" Yes, really, little girl.

Compared with the bad guys who come here to do identity verification in order to escape various crimes, she is more like a little girl from a rich family who overheard the adults talking and came here to seek excitement. Even so, Old John still did not refuse this cruel slaughter. Great opportunity for a pen.

Just like an old saying in the far east, what is it called?Oh yes, "Birds of a feather flock together, and people form groups." Naturally, those who can deal with bad embryos are not good law-abiding citizens.

Thinking of this, Old John couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Law-abiding in Sin City Gotham?What a joke that never goes out of style.

This city has been rotten from the sewers to the sky. From the winding alleys to the magnificent Gotham courthouse, the gargoyles on the eaves to the politicians in suits and ties, no corner is clean and free from dark dust.

Every Gotham person yearns for the metropolis and New York, and every Gotham person cannot do without the city of hopeless crime.

How ironic.

Old John pressed the prepared identification on the table and pushed it out, waiting for the little fat sheep to take out a lot of Franklin to fill his pockets.

However, the plan always failed to keep up with the changes, and a muscular man with scars all over his face approached the rich lady.

Scarface Jack, the boss of the next street, works under Penguin, he is a small boss, he acts cruelly and cruelly, and he likes innocent and immature girls the most.

Unfortunately, this rich lady just fits Scarface's appetite.

It seems that this single business is going to be in vain.

Old John looked at the paper that was still warm with some regret, and withdrew his hand from the certificate, ready to look at the situation again.

Maybe this girl is smart and obedient?That way at least he can make his money back.

When Scarface Jack's bad breath came into Joy's nasal cavity, she subconsciously took a step back, and then saw the ugly monster inexplicably approaching her, and her eyes were even more satisfied.

What?What are you satisfied with?

Joey gave him a strange look.

"Little cousin, be obedient, you and your fucking parents can live a good life, you know!" Scarface Jack grinned and showed his big yellow teeth, "Don't try to escape, or... Humph! You don't want to mess with Penguin!"

Penguin?Joey frowned and looked through his memory, but couldn't find any information.

Sounds like a big deal though.

etc!Big shot means... rich!Lots and lots of money!You can buy anything you want! !

The carnivorous little bird raised the corners of its lips happily, and waved the ugly monster that wanted to stretch out its salty trotters into the air balloon and rolled quickly, and even looked at the ugly monster with a lot gentler eyes.

The younger brother pays the debt, and with this meat ticket that is offered to the door, do you still worry about not having US dollars to spend? !

The over-compressed air shows a light gray-blue color due to its high density, and it will be ignored if you don’t pay attention. These gray-blue colors outline a perfect sphere, and Scarface Jack is doing high-speed tumbling in this sphere sports.

To use a simple metaphor, it is the clothes thrown into the transparent washing machine. However, Scarface is obviously not as strong as the clothes. His vomit has filled the entire air ball, and the screams of horror and screams can be heard across three streets.

Of course, this is thanks to Joey who remembered to send some air into it, otherwise there would only be vomit and corpses in close contact now.

Stretching out a delicate white hand, he swiped against the direction of the air ball rolling, and the sphere, which was rotating at high speed, stopped suddenly.

"vomit--!!!"

The vicious man with all his muscles was limply paralyzed at the bottom of the sphere, and he didn't care that he was lying in the vomit, his face was pale and he was spitting out the filth.

Joey shifted his gaze to the boss behind the counter. Old John, who had originally disapproved of her, seemed to be being beaten up by someone at the moment. He stretched out his hands weakly to support the wall. Seeing Joey looking at him, he turned out to be a little short. Jie's body was shaking like chaff, and he quickly showed a flattering smile and offered his identity certificate with both hands.

Seeing her plain white hands waving in the air again, Old John felt hopeless in his heart, so remorseful that he almost wanted to slap himself a few times—that is to say, there are absolutely no ordinary people who come here!Let you underestimate the guests!Now it's all right, let's hit the iron plate! !

However, Joey has no idea of ​​revenge against his boss.

In her opinion, it is normal to be indifferent and ignore the weak, and a guy like her who saves children who have no fighting power and wastes rations is a freak.

And it turns out that this kind of behavior will only bring trouble to herself-specifically referring to the little kid who conspired with the old guys to kill her.

When she used the ability again, she suddenly remembered that she had no money to pay the bill, but this ugly monster who was throwing up in front of her did. It is definitely not too much to charge some interest in advance!

The airflow invisible to the naked eye picked up a stack of Franklin and sent it to the boss's counter. Although it was stained with dirt, it was still usable.

Joey picked up the ID card and stuffed it in the secret pocket of the small foreign skirt, commanded the airflow to lock the ugly monster's shoulder bones and carried him away. After thinking for a while, he crushed his kneecaps to ensure that the ugly monster had no chance of escaping. , then satisfactorily patted off the non-existent dust on the skirt, followed his prompts, and briskly headed towards Penguin's lair.

The destination was not too far away, but it was still somewhat beyond Joey's expectations.

Originally, in her imagination, no matter how rich the gangster's boss is, he would stay in a place with complicated terrain and easy to escape like the boss who proves his identity, but the luxurious giant building in front of her exudes a wonderful smell of money from head to toe. Not to mention the fact that the location is hidden, it is simply proclaiming in a high-profile way to everyone passing by, "I am so high-profile and capable, come and arrest me."

The poor little girl held her face in her hands and took a deep breath, turning her head to look lovingly at Scarface Jack.

This is not ugly, this is a pile of Franklin.

Scarface Jack avoided her gaze tremblingly, pointed to the gorgeous paradise floating on the water and tremblingly said: "That's it, just go in through the main entrance. Penguin must still be in his vault at this time." Counting the money, if there is any movement outside, he will definitely come out to suppress the place."

His three white eyes full of fear showed a few traces of undetectable malice.

The Penguins are not as irritating as these small people. They can run the huge Iceberg Casino and a series of affiliated industries in Noir Gotham, and carry out illegal activities such as money laundering in private without being caught by the "good detectives" in the police station. This is enough to prove the excellent means of the heir of the Copperpot family and his own powerful ability.

No matter how powerful this little girl who has ruined him is only one person, he waits until the Penguin blasts her into a puddle of mud to see how proud she is!

Joey casually glanced at the scar-faced Jack exuding strong malice. Maybe he thought he had disguised himself well, but for someone who came out of the apocalypse, his clumsy cover-up was worse than nothing.

Besides, the little girl didn't care about it.

She dragged Mr. Ugly, who was ashen-faced, and followed the crowd into the brightly lit gold selling cave.

Men and women with gorgeous clothes and elegant speech, wow!Weird game that seems to make people very happy, wow! !food! ! !

The girl in a small black dress stared intently at the tray in the hands of the waiter. There were various kinds of wine on it. The brightly colored liquid was rippling in the transparent goblet, tickling her heart.

Skillfully reached out and picked up the free dessert on the small table beside him and stuffed it into his mouth. The unique sweet and greasy feeling of high-sugar food filled his mouth happily. Fresh fruit particles were ruthlessly crushed between his lips and teeth. The juice splashed in an instant, mixed with the earthy mellowness of wheat products and the silky fragrance of cream, which moved people to the point of tears.

too delicious!It is a delicious food that is completely different from dry compressed biscuits and three-quarters of canned food! !There are no shortcomings except that the portion is a bit small! ! !

Joey treated these foods almost devoutly, and once again had thoughts such as "It's great to be in this world" and "It's an ideal world".

As for the ugly scarred monster chained behind him?what is that?Is it important to have food in front of you? !

The little girl who was all about money was suddenly lost in the temptation of food and couldn't extricate herself. She didn't even notice that a waiter brought a glass of champagne halfway through.

Small sweets specially made for the sake of delicacy could not satisfy Joy's desire to eat at all, but enough sugar made her stop her sweeping hands contentedly, picked up the glass and drank the light amber liquid in one go .

Sweet, delicious=￣ω￣=

The little girl delicately raised her hand to cover her mouth and let out a little belch, two lovely blushes appeared on her cheeks.

She raised her head and looked around in a daze, and saw two waiters walking towards her, smiling obediently at the people who came, and let them support her to walk to the backstage of the casino.

Going around along the way, the drunk and unconscious Xiaolu girl was quietly carried to an office, and the door was pushed open. A short, bloated man with a sinister and cunning face was sitting on a large leather chair.

He raised his ridiculously long hooked nose slightly, and tapped the tip of the black umbrella on the desk, making two clear "clicks, clicks".

A young man with dyed red hair came out in response, and the special fluorescent shackles dangled back and forth on his fingers, making a crisp metal impact sound.

Mutant suppressors, transformed into the shape of handcuffs, seem to have been seen in the secret laboratory of Lex Group.

The "drunk" little girl glanced at it from the corner of her eye, and the information about the handcuffs in the memory of the experimental subject X-21 was quickly searched out in her mind.

He is indeed not a good person because he has connections with that kind of black-hearted laboratory, so I can point it out later.

Joey came to the conclusion very smoothly.

The handcuffs were getting closer and closer to her slender wrists, and at the moment when they were about to be handcuffed - they got stuck.

That's right, just one second before the target was successfully buckled, at a distance of only two or three centimeters, it got stuck in mid-air and could not be fully buckled into a ring.

"Alva! What are you doing?! Why aren't you cuffing her?!"

"Are you fucking here to try?! You think I don't want to?!"

The red-haired young man named Alva roared with a grumpy face and didn't turn his head back. The next moment, he took a few steps back and threw a ball of flames in front of him.

The fiery bursting red glow dissipated, and Joey, who was lightly suspended two inches above the ground, had clear eyes and greeted everyone with a smile.

"Good evening, everyone, I'm here to ask for compensation."