I heard my dad is a clown [Comprehensive Yingmei]

In a sense, Oswald Cobbot fits well with Joy's fantasy image of the villainous boss.

He is short in stature, bloated and has a fierce face, but at the same time he has an elegant demeanor, and his every move can be seen to have been well-trained|trained.

Whether it is the top hat on the head or the monocular gold-rimmed glasses on the hooked nose, it tells that he is a wealthy businessman in the upper class.

Because of this, even under the cover of the attacks of the two mutants, he suddenly found a gap to release the little girl from the dark wooden warehouse, and forgave him generously.

Joey floated in the air, looking down at Alva, who was constantly spewing flames from his palm, and another young man whose ability was unknown, but who seemed to be able to invisiblely dissolve the air chains he sent to capture the Penguin.

Of course, she also had a panoramic view of Mr. Copperpot's persevering in wasting bullets and at the same time being quietly covered and retreating.

This won't work, they have retreated a meter in the past 2 minutes, and if the delay continues, her compensation will probably slip away from her hands.

For a moment the little girl looked worried.

She casually tied up the hair that was flying wildly under the impact of the heat wave, raised her hand and started to fight back.

Recycle the air wall erected between the two groups of people, and turn it into a thin layer of insulation that sticks to the surface of the body.

Then with a thought in her mind, the light blue air balloon appeared again, wrapping Alva from neck to feet, leaving only one head exposed in the air, which looked like tempura, a traditional Japanese delicacy.

It wasn't that Joey wanted to humiliate him, it was just to prevent the flames from blocking his vision again, and all the oxygen available for combustion in the sphere was sucked out.

If he kept him in it, then her trip was not for compensation but for revenge.

Satisfied to see the red-haired youth rolling back and forth like a clumsy sunfish in rage but only a few small sparks popping out from the palm of his hand in vain, the girl turned her eyes to another brown-haired youth.

Seeing that his partner, known for his powerful destructive power, was easily subdued, and the culprit was staring at him again, the brown-haired youth, that is, Abraham, took a step back quietly.

Unlike Alva's "Flame", his "Range Nullification" is a mutant ability without the slightest lethality. It can only create a circle around his body that can nullify all energy fluctuations. Forbidden space.

Even for this reason, his physique is weaker than that of ordinary people.

Although the opponent didn't attack immediately because he didn't know his specific ability, but it was only a matter of time before he found out that his physique was five scumbags. Without the support of his partner's attack power, Abraham could not even protect himself, let alone protect his employer behind him. question.

Otherwise, leave the employer behind and take Alva on the run?

Abraham calmly moved closer to his struggling companion, trying to bring him into the scope of the mutant ability.

A small piece of the edge of the light blue sphere melted silently. The pale young man was overjoyed. He raised his eyes and peeked at the girl who had not moved for some reason since Alva was cleaned up. She just stared at him, hesitating for a moment. Still he made up his mind and ran towards his companion.

At the critical moment, Joey raised his hand in a pulling gesture, lying on the ground waiting for Abraham to rescue him to avenge himself. The irritable youth ball flew up unsuspectingly, hit the ceiling heavily, and bounced around. After a while, it bounced back to the girl.

"F**KYou——!!!"

Unprepared, Alva, who was forced to roll for three and a half weeks and was hit hard on the head, couldn't help cursing, which was enough to make countless street gangsters feel ashamed. The classic American curse burst out of his mouth. The brown-haired young man who had to fall to the ground secretly covered his red face.

Joey turned his head and stared at his eyes expressionlessly. The sharp pupils were slightly erect, reminiscent of a big cat staring at its prey on the eve of predation.

The unceasingly irritable youth of the Three Character Classic closed his mouth with a strong desire to survive, trying to narrow his sense of existence.

The little girl turned her gaze back to Albert. Unlike what the brown-haired youth thought, she had actually been attacking him just now, but in order to catch him off guard and expose her true abilities, she never added dispensable hands. action.

But even under such intensive attacks, the young man has never reacted at all, made no resistance, or even had any emotional fluctuations.

Joey narrowed his eyes and looked at the unaware Albert, who still pretended to be calm.

Either the strength is too strong to bother to make a move, or it is......

The girl in the snow-skinned black dress slightly raised her lips, and Albert stared wide-eyed at her, like a vampire on the eve of hunting, showing a smile mixed with pleasure and a bit of eagerness.

Spread thin and pale five fingers, and push away with the right arm to face the two penguins who were full of vigilance. The little vampire smiled viciously, and slowly closed his fingers and pulled back under the horrified eyes of the young man on the opposite side.

Albert stared at the girl's slow movements, feeling in a trance that the oxygen in his chest was sucked away by her. He was like a fish thrown on the shore, struggling to move his gills, trying to absorb what he needed to survive from the flying dust. nutrient.

The girl not far away opened and closed her red lips, as if she had said something, but Albert didn't hear it. He blinked and tried to disperse the flying light spots in front of his eyes.

Alva, who was wrapped in a ball outside, seemed to be yelling at the employer behind him, and Mr. Coppert responded excitedly, and even raised his hand to shoot a bullet.

Another long period of time passed, and Albert looked up into the void. There seemed to be white feathers brushing against his cheeks in the flickering light. The beautiful and ethereal singing echoed in his ears. He stretched out his hand, wanting to hold the singer's hand. come hand.

There is a little bit left......

The young man smiled foolishly, his fingertips dropped slightly, and when the distance between his hands was only a feather, a large amount of fresh air rich in oxygen poured into his lungs from his nasal cavity.Albert was slightly stunned, breathing heavily subconsciously.

The gentle and holy angel in the hallucination gradually disappeared, replaced by Alva's slightly violent eyebrows and eyes. At this moment, they were looking at him with concern. Albert grinned stupidly, "Alva, I saw an angel."

Alva: "..."

Unlike Alva, who slapped his companion on the face, Joey, who was greeted with a smile, looked thoughtfully at the woman in white who turned around and disappeared and the three people around who were apparently unaware.

But Joey soon stopped worrying about these things that were destined to have no answers.

The reason is very simple. Mr. Penguin, who succumbed to the fact that the entire office was deprived of oxygen, brought Franklin with a whole suitcase. The brand-new dollar bills exude the fragrance of ink, which is simply criminal.

No matter how reluctant the other party was, Joey raised his hand to pick up the suitcase, and put the bank card with the remaining compensation into the inner pocket of his dress securely.

After the goal was achieved, Joey bid farewell to everyone gracefully. Shi Shiran passed through rows of black-clothed bodyguards outside the office, and disappeared into the night after a short while.

The penguin propped his hands on the cold marble tabletop, his plump belly heaved up and down, and his eyes were dark.

On the other hand, Joey, who made a lot of money out of thin air, was in a great mood.

She softly hummed the song sung by the god of death in white, stepping on the gargoyle and jumping forward, standing in the air from time to time and making two circles, the black lace skirt was scattered into a gorgeous flower.

Taking shortcuts on the roof is undoubtedly much faster than on the ground, but occasionally you will encounter some unexpected troubles, for example, Batman.

The little girl stopped her silly self-entertainment activities and carefully looked at this horror legend of Gotham.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and long legs, half chin exposed looks very sexy, she is a beauty.

His presumptuous eyes glide up and down his tightly stretched tights. The girl with delicate face is like a bully hooligan molesting a woman from a good family. There is an obvious ambiguous look on her immature and lovely face like a doll.

This kind of naked teasing would make any impatient superhero angry.

But the one opposite is Batman, the most thoughtful and calm vigilante in the city of sin.

The black bat monster's voice was hoarse as if it came from the abyss, "You shouldn't have escaped from Arkham."

Joey rolled his eyes to express his disdain: "No one would want to squat in a prison full of psychopaths."

"You're helping the clown do something bad."

"If you think too much, he's probably too poor to pay his wages."

The deep and hoarse guttural voice paused for a moment, and the dark bat vigilante re-examined the too pale petite girl as if he was estimating something.

"Experiment X-21..."

His sharp steel-blue eyes stared at Joey, his bloodless thin lips parted slightly, but she interrupted him when he wanted to say something.

The little girl put down her palm that was making a pause gesture, and curled her lips like an ordinary little girl next door, "My name is Joey, if you want to catch the experimental subject X-21, then go catch her and don't bother me. "

She winked slyly. "I, Joey, have nothing to do with clowns."

Batman looked at her silently, without saying a word.

She did not contact the clown after she came out, and even found his subordinates on the way to apply for a fake certificate and beat him up and threw him to the police station, but it is an indisputable fact that she tried to assist the crime before.

"You are her, it doesn't make any difference whoever gets in."

The night wind blew up his wide cloak, and from a distance it looked like a huge bat flying with its wings spread.

Joey stared at the shadow that enveloped him from the corner of his eye, wondering a little bit, no wonder the newspapers called him a bat monster, it really looked like a bat in this way.

A gaze that could not be ignored fell on her face, and Joey looked up at him innocently.

"But we haven't killed anyone, and we didn't really do it if we said that we assisted the clown in committing a crime, and..." The innocent face looked up at him slightly, "I'm still a child, and you actually have the heart to lock me up in a mental hospital?" hospital?!"

The cunning little fox's face was full of anger, as if Batman had really done something too much, but the new green eyes were rolling around.

Of course, Joey didn't expect to be able to fool him by pretending to be tender.

Right now, her biggest advantage is that the original experimental subject X-21 was thrown into Arkham by Batman and the Joker's men before she had time to do bad things for the Joker. Now she is really clean in her hands. Not sticky.

To be honest, it really doesn't make sense for the experimental subject X-21 to be imprisoned.

Obviously Batman is also aware of this, not only this, but he is also quite aware of the origin of Joey's body.

Produced in the laboratory, it was taken away by the clown just after "birth", and was indoctrinated with lunatic theories, getting close to clowns, and being very unfriendly to humans.

A very dangerous assessment, almost a reservist for the Arkham Crime Corps.

But now he was a little uncertain. Batman had been watching Joy since she walked out of the alley and was exposed to surveillance.

She seemed to have changed in just two days, becoming like a newborn kitten, full of strong curiosity visible to the naked eye.

Slyly paddling around in the winding alleys and dark areas, she stretched out her claws from time to time to poke at the mice that squeaked at her, and threatened the birds with her sharp baby teeth, trying to show her strength.

But she did love the world, he could see it.

The dark legend of Gotham thought of his second adopted son, who may have something in common with the little girl in front of him.

His cold heart softened a little in an unknown place, he thought, maybe she is really a threat, but not now, like Jason, she just needs to be guided.

"I'll keep an eye on you."

Do it for me and convince me you're a good boy.

Joey looked at his unbelievably beautiful blue eyes, and the tight and sharp lip line, and suddenly understood the reason for the existence of Gotham Batman fans on the Internet-even threatening words are so sexy, there is indeed Screaming capital.

The little milk cat pretended to be mature and sent him a wink, "Welcome anytime."