[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

At night, Joseph got off the co-pilot of the black car. He bent down and kissed the woman in the car. He gently persuaded the woman who was unwilling to leave for a while.

The woman finally closed the car door reluctantly, and drove away under Joseph's gaze.

The car disappeared from Joseph's sight, and the gentle expression on Joseph's face immediately changed into a disgusted and fearful expression. He endured the curious gazes of the people around him, and walked back to his apartment with an ugly expression.

Joseph closed his eyes, trying to drive away the image of being intimate with the woman who smelled of perfume in his mind. He put the key in the keyhole and twisted the door. The dazzling light made him stunned.

Immediately there was a bad feeling, was there someone in his family?Could it be the woman's eyeliner?Or her father?or what..?

Joseph remained vigilant, and took out a loaded miniature gun from the mailbox at the door. He pressed his footsteps and breathed slowly into the living room from the hallway.

In the living room, the TV was on and was broadcasting news about clowns.

People are speculating whether the Joker has actually left Gotham or is dead somewhere.

But some people refuted that the recent big movement of the clown gang seems to be that the clown is about to return, but there are always unbelievers who find excuses that it may be a flashback of the clown gang.

In short, the vast majority of people don't believe that the clown will return to Gotham, and the clown is dead in their hearts.

Joseph could only see a black-haired figure with his back facing him on the sofa. Joseph held his breath while holding his gun, and slowly approached the stranger. He was sure that Fast hadn't found him, and this was his good chance.

Then when Joseph was one step away from Faster, Faster suddenly spoke.

He asked, "Sir, do you think the clown is dead?"

Joseph shook his hand, thinking that the other party would find him for no reason, maybe he was talking to himself, and he continued to walk forward with a pressed step, aiming his gun at Fast's temple.

"Don't move." Joseph said fiercely. "Or I'll blow your head off."

He viciously pressed the muzzle of the gun against Fast's temple, and the force of the muzzle hitting Fast's skin was not light, which caused Fast's head to slightly shift.

Fast lowered his eyes, raised the can and took a sip indifferently, and said lazily, "If I were you, sir, I wouldn't do this."

Joseph didn’t listen to Fast, he smiled and said, “It’s a pity you’re not me.”

"If I do this—" Fast quickly grabbed Joseph's hand holding the gun, flipped it over, and the gun flew a few meters away and landed under the TV cabinet. Fast was half-kneeling, with his knee against Joseph's chest .

The shiny silver nipple was stuck in the wooden floor next to Joseph, Joseph's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes focused on the nipple.

He clearly saw the text on it, "May every close contact we have be unforgettable and fatal, and we don't need to meet again."

Fast shrugged. "Easy to catch you, sir."

Then he flashed a light smile. "So I advise you not to do that."

Fast always used polite and respectful words like 'sir' and 'sir', but there was no trace of respect in his movements, expressions and tone, more like he was used to politeness.

Fast just scared Joseph so much, he stood up, bent down and pulled out the penetrating pen.

Wandering around the living room with hands behind their backs, fiddling with small objects in the living room from time to time, and finally pointing at the photo of Ella and Joseph on the table with a leather knife.

Fast knew that it didn't matter even if he showed his back, Joseph, who was frightened, didn't dare to do anything to him.

Joseph, as Fast knew him, was an out-and-out coward, and if he had the guts he would have rebelled against Ira Falcone.

"You...what's your purpose?" Seeing that Fast had no intention of hurting him, Joseph carefully stood up and moved to a relatively safe corner and asked.

"Purpose? Didn't you call me here?" Fast showed a puzzled expression appropriately.

He curled his fingers to make a phone call and put it on his mouth, imitating an arrogant tone.

"Hello? Is it the instant murder company? If I want to kill a person here, it's best to divide the body into different trash cans."

Fast tilted his head, showing a malicious smile, and his eyes were stained with evil.

"Did you hang up? The knight has accepted the order, now come to the employer to check the entrustment information with the employer. Do you have any questions?"

"Problems, of course there are problems!"

Joseph couldn't help but shouted: "Is there such a business in the United States? No, I haven't placed any related business orders at all, and I don't have anyone I want to kill..."

By the end he realized that his volume was a little exaggerated, and that it was a touchy subject.

"Of course I'm joking." Fast said 'haha' twice.

His squinted eyes are dark green, his eyebrows are raised, the corners of his mouth are raised, his facial features seem to be smiling, but there is no emotion involved. "You don't have an order business, but you have people you want to kill."

"I do not have--"

"Of course you do, sir."

"The old aunt of the landlord upstairs always drags the bench at night and affects your sleep. Didn't you think about it when she was cleaning the corridor? Push her down, no one will know, it was just an 'accident' .”

"I--"

"That fat couple from the neighbourhood, they always leave their trash by your door, ignoring your persuasion."

"When you finally couldn't help it, you returned the garbage to them. You heard them say that you were narrow-minded in the garage. At that time, you really wanted to press the accelerator and run over them, right?"

Joseph blushed, and his veins popped out of embarrassment because of his dialysis.

However, Fast just made a silence gesture, and continued: "Of course, these are just everyday emotions, human nature. The person you really want to make disappear forever, Ella Falcone. "

"You don't like that woman. She is a stupid woman with no business acumen. It depends on the plan you wrote to make the company flourish, but she is unwilling to give you a promotion and salary increase, and keeps denying your value."

"But she likes you, and she did not hesitate to disobey her father's order because of you. I am a little curious why you have such a strong killing intent towards her." Fast asked, which really confused Fast.

"Would you like to let me know why, sir."

Fast didn't understand that if it was just for the reasons he said, a little patience would be the property of the entire Falcone family, and it wouldn't matter whether it was denied by then.

At this moment, all of Joseph's emotions calmed down. He sat on the sofa with his fingers inserted into his hair, trembling, angry and frightened.

Joseph, who was crushed by Fast, quickly vented his suppressed emotions to Fast. He didn't care whether Fast was a devil who could easily take his life.

Fast's steady pace miraculously soothed his heart.

"That bitch is disgusting. She just needs an obedient puppet. She often orders me to do embarrassing things in public, destroying my psychology, and sex is perverted and cruel."

Joseph pulled back his collar, revealing skin covered in welts and scalds.

"Her father, the violent gang leader, said he was going to throw me in the ocean to feed the sharks after that bitch got fed up with me, and forced me to sign an agreement to make sure I wouldn't get any money."

Joseph knew very well that Ella Falcone would soon get bored with herself, just like the men she had played with before, rejected and killed in bed.

"I don't want to marry that bitch either, she forced me. But what can I do? I can't do anything, I can't even refute her words. If I could, I would have killed her long ago." Joseph was still thinking The calm tone has turned into a trill at this point.

Fast walked in front of Joseph, and he stopped. "Of course you can kill her."

Fast looked at Joseph condescendingly. He held Joseph's trembling face in his hands, and the terrified Joseph was reflected in his calm green eyes. "That's why I'm here."

"You... are you here to help me?" Joseph stared at Fast in front of him, and the light cast a layer of light on the young man in front of him.

At this moment, Fast is Joseph's savior, he can pull himself out of the mire.

"Of course, you don't even need to attend the wedding. I guarantee that after that day, Ella Falcone will cease to exist." Fast said, showing a well-behaved and refreshing smile, looking young and fragile.

Fast is young, and apart from showing his super combat power, what he said has no credibility, but Joseph trusts Fast inexplicably.

He secretly swore in his heart that if Fast could really get him out of trouble, he would regard Fast as his god and sacrifice his life for him.

"What do I need to do?" "You just need to tell me some information, thank you for your cooperation."

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Saturday.

On the outskirts of Gotham, thorns and white roses are wrapped around the fence. It rained last night, and water drops are still falling on the plants. On the old Gothic castle is a white cross that is also wrapped with white roses. brilliance.

This is the Gotham Cathedral, which was originally a public area, but a big man booked it out, maybe because the big man's identity is really not easy to mess with, so the priest of the cathedral gave them the right to use the church today .

Here today, there is a wedding.

The church, which was supposed to be solemn and sacred, has been transformed beyond recognition. The walls have been refurbished, and the red carpet is spread from the gate to the stepped platform. Flowers and stripes.

The wooden and simple seats have all been turned into white carved seats, silk and satin are everywhere, and the lights above the head are dazzling crystal lamps. This church has completely disappeared from its previous appearance, perhaps except for the light on the walls. openwork cross.

A blonde woman in a pure white fluffy wedding dress is standing in front of the stage, her blonde hair is coiled on top of her head with a diamond hair clip, the white gauze on her head is hanging on the floor, her hands are folded on her chest, holding a bouquet, her face is full of happiness smile.

This is Ella Falcone, who has just been led onto the stage by her father.

In fact, according to traditional wedding customs, the man should be the first to enter the hall, and then the woman's father will lead the woman into the auditorium and hand over the woman's hand to the man.

But this wedding is different. Whether it is family status or social status, Falcone is the top priority. Carmine Falcone will not let the Falcone family be on the lower side.

But this kind of wedding humiliates men very much, which is exactly what Carmine Falcone wants. He wants Joseph to know that even if he joins the Falcone family, he is still an inferior species.

Ella is also a very proud woman, she naturally would not allow Joseph to be her superior, so the current scene appeared.

Who made Joseph just a married son-in-law?

Could it be that Joseph thought that if he entered the Falcone family, he would be able to stand out?No, no, it's just a nice name.