The feasibility of working the night shift in Gotham

Gotham, a place unknown to humans.

The connection between the shallow hell and the deep hell.

The stone was kicked away under the impact of external force, and made a rattling sound on the ground. After several regular impacts, the stone was suddenly kicked to the wall and fell to the ground with a muffled sound. Nothing more.

The woman stared at the corner of the wall for a while, then walked slowly to the wall where the stone fell, bent her knees and squatted down, while stretching out her index finger, a black-red liquid-like substance also appeared out of thin air, and with the flick of her wrist, the stone was picked up from the ground and followed Her movements make any movement in the air.

The woman tilted her head and stared at the stones in the air with black eyes, and her long hair of the same color was scattered on both sides of her cheeks, making it difficult to see what she was thinking for a while.As if tired from playing, the black liquid spread out to form a ball and gradually wrapped around the sides of the stone. As the woman clenched her fist expressionlessly, some dark red gray powder rustled down from the wrapped ball.

Stepping on the powder with the soles of the shoes and rubbing it over and over again, until the tiny particles became finer and finer and dissipated into the air with the wind in the depths of hell. The woman hooked her neck with her hands, closed her eyes and turned her head up, letting her neck The bones creaked, and her hands slid to the sides again with a deep sigh.

"It's so boring." She commented, the black and red small liquid-like thing snaked out from under her skirt again and slowly wrapped around another larger stone. The stone was compressed by force. Slowly crumbling from the inside.

"Xiao An!" A man wearing a dark blue GCPD uniform passed by in the distance. The man had semi-dazzling golden-brown hair, and he was holding a folder similar to a report in his hand. When he saw the figure of a woman, his face showed With a smile, he trotted and waved towards Anyang.

Seeing the man walking towards here, Anyang greeted him with a smile on his face, and called out the man's name "Kori." She staggered two steps to the right to properly block the scene behind her, and quickly retreated with the power of mana.

"I haven't seen your figure after looking for it for a long time, so I said I came here to try my luck, and the result was just as I expected."

"Work is too boring, just come and blow some air."

"Then it won't be boring this time." Corey said as he lowered his head and rummaged through the documents in his hand, "John's new task for our team is related to the vampire case that happened before." Corey complained and handed over the documents In Anyang's hands, "The vampire couple walked quickly, but the blood demon was not completely wiped out."

"I know our mission is to bring them back." An Yang took the documents, casually flipped through the addresses on the documents, then his eyes paused, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Corey didn't notice these small actions of the other party, and he was still thinking about how to escape this disaster. He was almost stationed there in Arkham Asylum when he was alive, but he really didn't want to go there after death.

"Are we still the same as before?" he suggested.

"Of course, why don't you continue." Anyang closed the document and smiled at Corey, with a joy visible to the naked eye, "I will remember to bring you a fried chicken bucket when I come back."

Corey happily said thank you, stretched out his hand to hook the other person's neck and patted Anyang's shoulder, "Anyang, you are definitely the best friend." After finishing speaking, he seemed to have reacted and immediately let go of his hand.

"Sorry, Ann, forgive my offense, I forgot you're not used to this."

"It's okay, Corey." An Yan smiled very thoughtfully but meaningfully, "Not everyone is like this, just like me, I just like new things."

Corey shrugged, "Adventure is good, but a madhouse is not a good place."

"By the way, did you see it? It's the guard dog at the junction."

"No, Corey, although I played with it for a while, I'm sure I was alone when I came, and maybe it went out by itself."

"I hope so, I don't want to go hunting for it again."

"Don't worry, at least we're immortal."

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The black and red tentacles in the corner that no one has seen lightly slid across, pushing something down into the abyss at the junction.

No, Corey was wrong, the asylum would be an interesting trip.

Anyang stood on the cliff outside the lunatic asylum and looked down at this oppressive 'prison' from top to bottom. She closed her eyes and felt the loud chatter of criminals, the irritability and fear of prison guards. Unspeakable deals, rotten and bad relationships, the guardian of this city guards those who betray him, her nose twitches, and the sea breeze at night is also mixed with the stench from the body of the gorefiend.Poor, she shook her head regretfully.

Just as she was closing her eyes, there was a flash of red light in the woods behind her, and then she opened her bloody mouth and flew towards it. Anyang didn't look back. As she turned her wrist, everything flashed in the air. The rubbing sound of flesh and blood was like the stone being kicked off the wall without her help, and there was only that one movement.

Flying down the cliff, the monsters at the bottom of the cliff roared at her, dissatisfied with her for interrupting their meal time of eating the heads of their companions, and rushed towards her. The silver scimitar drew a semicircle in the air, and suppressed laughter came from her Throat free, "Playtime."

"No." She said to herself and denied herself, increasing the strength of her feet. Anyang raised his hand to wipe off the red viscous liquid on his face, and she confirmed, "Hunting should be fun."

Perhaps because the high-level vampires cleaned up the number of Gorefiends in Gotham City, there were not many Gorefiends, but these low-level Gorefiends still established their own lairs in the madhouse.

"It's more like a breeding." She walked through the bodies of the gorefiends, and the path of the lair led her to an iron gate.

Behind the door was the smell of fresh and corrupt souls, and she was not surprised at all that the green clown was experimenting with humans and vampires.Although the light of the soul is weak, it conveys to her a tenacious and burning power, and she is deeply attracted by this light.She didn't know how long she hadn't seen this kind of light, she couldn't see it when she was alive, when she died, she wanted to pursue this power but was locked up, she tried every means to show them day after day Prove yourself to be 'normal' before you get the chance to come out and be free.

Now that she finally saw what she had dreamed of, Anyang cut the door in half with a scythe without hesitation. Along the long stairs, she followed the twilight of her soul down.

At the end of the corridor is an open space. In the middle of the open space, a man in the yellow uniform of the madhouse is tied to a chair. He hangs his head down. His black hair is stuck to the sides of his cheeks with blood and sweat stains, and his eyes are also tied. The bandage was stained with blood, and he looked up blankly when he heard the voice, opened his mouth hoarsely as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and spit out a few syllables.

Anyang didn't care what he was saying, she watched the man in front of her panting continuously, for a moment she felt her dead heart start beating again, and the blood was rushing again.She was deeply fascinated by the strange man in front of her eyes, and was happy for herself. She leaned in front of him and held his cheek. There was a raised scar in the shape of a J on his left cheek.

This was maliciously hurt, she knew, it seemed that the clown had a relationship with the man in front of him so that he planted this disgusting brand on the man's face.But it doesn't matter, she wiped away the man's tears from sobbing, gently pressed her face against his, and let out a satisfied sigh, she found out that it belonged to her, her new boy, her The new puppy, she will take good care of him, take good care of anyone, he will belong to her.

And now it's time to prove herself, she straddled his lap, forcing him to raise his head and keep touching his sharp and growing canine teeth with her fingers, her mana can make her blood flow again, can cause She's an illusion of being alive, she knows it's not the best way but in this empty place it's better than nothing, she'll let him hunt.

Ignoring his struggle and refusal, pressing his head on his neck, Anyang hissed and stroked his hair softly.

"I know you want this, boy, I don't blame you, just do it." She kissed his bloody cheek all the way to his ear, like they were lovers, she kissed his ear Blowing softly urged him again, "Just do it, boy. You know I want you too."

"just do it!" She couldn't wait!

What came back to her were his tears, hotter than soul, and he really liked to cry, she thought, laughing out of her throat, it's okay her little boy, she'll just make her cry more.Immediately, she had no time to think about it anymore, closed her eyes and raised her head to feel the fascinating, intoxicating tingling sensation and the sucking sensation of blood loss.

She knew she would be fascinated by him, but it didn't matter that's what she was sure this was what she wanted, she panted and looked down at him, he was so flustered that he was explaining something to her, she touched him with one hand Fangs of blood, a hand tearing the bandage from his eye.

Oh, and her boy has eyes like the blue sky she loves, and she can't wait to see how the sky looks wet when it's covered by dark clouds.

Now, though, let her give him a reward, he deserves it.

If she is queen, her boy will be her knight.

"My shining knight, look at me, in this boring world, save me, bring me new pleasures, please/please me, for this I will always watch you!"

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He's an idiot, Jason Todd is a pompous, impulsive idiot, and Bruce keeps telling him that he needs a mentor, that he needs to be taught how to use his abilities beyond his peers, and especially his bad temper, All this needs to be corrected.Jason dismisses this, not that he doesn't respect Bruce, he loves Bruce, he loves his adoptive father, he gave him a dream home, a dream that was out of reach.

But he has his own way, he doesn't think these should be eliminated from him, these let him survive, from the hellish home, the shitty biological parents and the desperate streets.As it turns out, he can do it all by himself.He is not afraid of those villains in Gotham City, they can't beat him and Batman, they are the best partners, including the clown, the clown.But Bruce always has more worries, he doesn't want to take him with him, it feels uncomfortable to be left behind, Jason doesn't like this, he doesn't like the feeling of being abandoned, he always thinks too much, one day Bruce will become Like Willis, the latter had tried to sell him to gang members to pay off debts.

He didn't want to be kicked out of the team and out of the manor by Bruce.He has to prove himself useful.But how to sit?He can't do anything, until the Joker kidnaps the kids in Gotham.Now that Batman is busy with other things, it's Robin time.

As he said, he will prove himself!Use practical actions!

So the 'cocky fool' pays for his actions.

He thought that the first time he could put a gun on the clown's head, it meant that he had already won everything.But this is not the case, he has fallen into the trap set for him by the Joker, who has made a deep impression on him since their first meeting.

"Wow!" The clown sighed hypocritically, "I didn't expect it was you under the mask, my boy, do you know how much you hurt my heart? When you put a gun on Uncle J's head. I was scared I'm dead. Fortunately, the little bat saved me in time." Then, he changed the subject and chuckled, pressing his hands on the shoulders of the chair fiercely, and approaching him with a pale face.

"Well, now let's discuss how to punish this bad boy." The clown purposefully elongated his voice, "What do you think, Harley?"

"Certainly give him a good beating, my little pudding."

Harley Quinn let out a sharp laugh, holding up her red and blue baseball bat with both hands, and he was thrown to the ground with the severe pain in his abdomen.

"Harry, you are too harsh on our guests." The clown pretended to squat in front of him and pretended to help him up, "How about it, you are not injured, my child."

"Bah!" Jason coughed and spat bloody phlegm on the clown's face, "You are nothing but a clown, Batman will come to save me!"

The smile faded from the clown's face, and he looked chilling when he wasn't insane, but Jason didn't care about that, all he believed was that Bruce could come to save him.

No!Batman must come to save him!

"Okay, Harley." The clown stood up on his knees. He took off the glove in his hand and asked the clown girl for her baseball bat on the ground. The clown sighed regretfully.

"Looks like I'll have to teach our bad boy a lesson myself."

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"Jason, I told you to be respectful and obey true knowledge." After Bruce put him on the ground again, he said so, he held Bruce and held out his hand to ask him what he meant.

"Focus and you'll do what you want, I believe you, Jason, you have the ability."

concentrated...

"Wake up, little bird. It's time to get up!"

Concentrate, he won't get hit by the clown.

"I know you're listening, boy," the clown whispered. "It's been 6 months, time to get real, Jason! Well, since refusing to communicate doesn't change the problem, let's do it differently. I promise you Will love this."

A pile of things was still on the ground, the clown pushed him to the ground and opened his eyes.

No!He denied it, telling himself over and over again that this was just a plot by the Joker, focus, he murmured silently, he believed in Batman...trusted Bruce.

"Look, kid! Look! You're expecting Batman to forget you long ago. See how well he's having fun with his new Robin. Much happier than being with you."

Shut up!Shut up!It's all fake!He wouldn't believe that kind of trick, Bruce wouldn't do it, would he... Bruce?

"Oh!" The clown shook his head and laughed, pulling him up from the ground, "Stubborn boy, he doesn't accept this sad truth."

"But don't worry, I'll help you. Soon you'll learn that only Uncle J likes your trouble."

A burning iron is close at hand, Bruce!Where are you!He kept calling his name, but all he heard was the hoarse scream that broke out of his throat after he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Bruce didn't come.

He should know that he might...never come again.

No one will come.

All he could rely on again was himself.

Harley Quinn is a stupid woman, she tortured him and envied him just because she thought he stole the clown's attention, he Jason knew what experiment they were doing secretly, the clown thought he had no intention of running away or maybe Just to warn him, throwing Arkham's guards into those monsters in front of him, he saw the guards were bitten to death with his own eyes, but Jason also saw someone come out alive and gain powers, he realized that is an opportunity.So he found an opportunity to stimulate that stupid woman.

He underestimated that woman's jealousy, the potion injected into his body was twice or more than that of other people, and she even put other potions in it, just like those who forced him to reveal Batman's real name □, maybe he said it or maybe he didn't, but they didn't care, and neither did he.

When Batman is dead, no one cares who he is.

But does he really want Bruce dead?

He sat on the chair, those medicines kept burning his nerves, what was more unbearable than this was the gums, the ever-growing teeth were tearing his muscles and healing him at the same time.

Jason endured the pain in a muffled voice. No one knew how to endure the pain better than him. As long as the pain turned into a bullet in Batman's forehead, it would be over.

"Batman! . . .Bruce." He screamed the name in a wild gasp, then the growl faded into a plea, and another potion made him see Batman walking towards him again, and he knew it was fake But already immersed in the illusion, he longed for the illusion, "Save me, Bruce, save me, please."

"Peng!"

It was the sound of the door being torn in half and still on the ground.

Is he here?Is he really here?

Jason raised his head and looked vaguely at the black shadow that was getting closer through the dirty straps.

"Batman!" he exclaimed happily, tears gradually blurring his vision, "Bruce, you are finally here."

Until a pair of cold but recognizable——woman's hands cupped his.

"Bruce? Is that Bruce Wayne? He's Batman?" The woman chuckled. "Whoa, unfortunately, there's no Bruce or Batman here, boy."

"just you and me."

"No no no no."

"Don't cry, you fascinate me so much." She rubbed her cold fingertips on his face, followed by another wet feeling.

She licked away his tears.

Jason panicked, no one had ever done this to him before.He wanted to step back, but the chair restricted his behavior, and when he realized it again, the woman straddled his lap.Her whole body was as cold as her fingers, which made him, who was hot from the potion, sigh comfortably.

Feeling her fingers constantly stroking his growing canines, Jason trembled more and more. He knew that the creatures studied by the clown might be called vampires. He had read the literature about vampires, and at that time he laughed at those designs Sure enough, when he really had the opportunity to experience it, the shyness and touch spread all the way from his lower abdomen to his whole body and went straight to his brain.

"Please...stop..." He begged the woman to stop, not to stimulate his few rational minds.

She was caressing his hair, but pressed his head hard, letting his teeth stick to her neck, and then his perspective changed, he seemed to see the still warm blood outside the door Like the beating of a devil's heart, he could clearly see the woman's blood circulating in her body, although he still wondered that he couldn't see the heart that should be beating in the woman's chest.

But he has no time to take care of so much now, she cut his skin.

Her smell, the smell of her blood, although the blood smells pungent and pungent at first, it can't hide the lily-like fragrance at the end of the smell, which is faint but very charming. I heard that the lily will release a weak scent when it blooms. The toxicity of the flowers makes people dizzy and unable to control themselves, he swallowed and told himself bitterly.

It's wrong, tears blur everything in front of his eyes again, he shouldn't, he knows hate will turn him into a beast sooner or later, but it's not just this beast, he could have endured it all alone, but now someone comes to him side.

Jason grabbed the woman's wrist as if grabbing the last straw, he said without hesitation, "Help me, please!"

There was a charming chuckle in her throat, and she patted his back with a stern order on her mouth. The sharp order completely destroyed reason, and his throat was so thirsty that he couldn't stand it anymore.

He cried and drank her blood, and embarked on another road from which he would never turn back.

He collided with her dark eyes, he never thought that she would be so beautiful, she leaned over his body, her soft black hair was entwined with his, he opened his mouth for a long time but didn't say anything.

"Speak, my knight, my love." She said, sliding her finger from the temple to his chest to his heart, and dropped a series of kisses, "As long as you listen to me, I will satisfy all your requirements .”

This woman was crazy too, Jason knew, but he knew better that he needed this, that he needed to grab everything he could, even if there was another bottomless abyss beneath the straw.

And what could be worse than clown hell?

Jason was silent for a while, "Take me out of here now." Wait for me, Bruce, I will seize every opportunity and take revenge at all costs!

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"You can't keep me here forever." Jason roared, throwing the steaming and fishy bowl to the ground, and the woman kept her promise to take care of him and hunt for him.Jason loves the care, but he can't and mustn't be stuck here

Anyang sat on the sofa, looking at the angry man, she was even in the mood to trim her manicure with a nail polisher, his anger seemed insignificant to her, she even liked him like this, but she knew how to teach him, She blew on her fingers and announced calmly, "This is the last bowl for this week."

"What? You can't do this."

"Is there anything I can't. Huh?" she asked back, looking up at the man rushing in front of her, "You got mad at me first, my love. You better stop and think about your legs, I don't like this .”

He couldn't speak. After he brought up this topic last time, there was a nervous pain from the leg bone that she had crushed and healed. She was good at hitting a stick like this and giving a sweet date, but he, he also seemed Get used to it.

Signaling Jason to squat in front of him, Anyang leaned his upper body and kissed his plump lips lingeringly, exchanging lips and tongues until both of them made satisfied voices.

"You're so sweet, boy. I'm obsessed with you, I really love you."

She smiled and praised him for touching his face, then slapped him coldly on the face until he tilted his head and blood overflowed the corner of his mouth, she smiled and leaned over to lick the blood away.

"That's it, my love. You know I will never change my decision, unless you want to go hunting by yourself. The feeling of fangs in your neck will definitely make those girls like it." She got up and leaned on the sofa, lit He lit a cigarette and blew smoke rings into his face.

"No, that's not what I meant," Jason explained to the woman's raised slender eyebrows, hesitating to call out the title, "I can accept you only have your blood, my love." He reached out and held The woman's knees rubbed gently from the outside to the inside until the woman gradually relaxed, and patted the sofa beside him to allow him to sit down.

"You know what I'm trying to do, I'm just...just trying to kill some damn people." He gritted his teeth.

"I know, baby." An Yang stroked Jason's short, fine hair. She liked his hair like soft fluff. She frowned and thought about how she explained that set of rhetoric when she was alive.

"It's just too dangerous outside, my love." She kissed his forehead, "I don't want you to get hurt again."

"I know all of Batman's tricks, know every move he makes and kill him with ease. I'm going to put the damn bullet in his head! Kill him and we kill all the criminals! Including the female//cousin the clown."

Anyang was thinking, tapping on the table with his slender nails. What Jason said gave her ample reminder that she couldn't lock him up forever. The office had already started to pay attention to her recent situation, and it was time to divert her attention. Now that Her knight demands so from her, so she will give him what he asks.

"Okay, my love."

Feeling him hooking her waist and kissing her lips with joy, she unconsciously raised the corners of her lips, and put her fingers on his chest, "Don't worry too much, boy. I have one more thing to do."

"Don't try to regret it." The hand that slid into the inside stopped, and his blue eyes looked over immediately, just like his name, Todd—a fox, he was like a sly fox.

"I promised you, of course you won't go back on it." She sat upside down and pressed her fingers against his lips.

"Just wait for one night, there will be no accidents, my love, I will go home on time for dinner."

She wants to open the way for him first and solve the biggest trouble.

She will kill the clown!Cut off his head and give it to him!

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Jason sat on the chair and disassembled and installed the weapons on the table over and over again. Did his eyes move to the clock? It seemed that he was counting the time, but it had other meanings. He was waiting for Anyang's return, and he walked to the kitchen , picked up the spirits from the kitchen table and mixed it with a dose of Adela pills.

He is not incurable, and even said that as long as he thinks, he is already in the stage of being cured at any time. What Harley Quinn injected him with is nothing more than inferior serum. All she wants is to let him die in pain. .

But she didn't expect, and neither did Jason, that the mana blood from the god of death suppressed the inferior serum and drove it into his body.But the disappearance of the serum does not mean that his abilities have disappeared.Jason's ears moved slightly, he picked up the knife in the pool and threw it somewhere.

"Ding!"

With the sound of the knife being bounced off, a man in a black and orange uniform stepped out of the darkness.

"Death knell." Jason called out the name of the person, "what are you doing here?"

"You know the advisor, kid." Deathstroke drew out his double blades and nodded to Jason, "What do you think?"

"How did you find me?" Jason cared more about how he found himself than knowing that the death knell was coming to kill him. Before Anyang brought him, he emptied the entire apartment and set her up. According to the so-called cover-up method, according to the agent, he would not have found them at all, unless - someone installed a locator on his body.

"where?"

"I like smart children." Deathstroke's hand tapped on his face, and Jason immediately pulled out a knife knowingly to dig out the molars, which were of the same position and thickness. Sure enough, one of the gums was still glowing red at the root the locator.

"Clown!" Jason couldn't think of anyone else except him, and threw the knife into the sink, Jason said, "How much money he gave you, I'll give you double."

"It stands to reason that I like higher rewards for children, but this time, since the employer is dead, I am more willing to complete the business for the sake of reputation, not to mention that you are very good at hiding children, since you disappeared from Arkham Asylum , I have been looking for you for a year, until this time your signal suddenly appeared."

"He's dead?" Jason couldn't believe it.

"Then it seems that you'd better watch TV. Little bird, everyone knows." Deathstroke took off his mask and put it on the table, and turned on the TV.

"Vicki Weir is reporting live for you. Just 8 minutes ago at 16:30 tonight, Arkham Asylum suddenly entered emergency mode. An unknown woman broke into the asylum. According to surveillance, the woman Headed straight to the clown's cell and disappeared after 20 minutes with the clown."

"Afterwards, the clown's body and head were found in the cell and the rooftop respectively. Citizens of Gotham, you heard me right, the clown is dead. Now all the GCPD police officers have gathered here, let us hear what Director Gordon is How do you rate it?"

Vicky handed the microphone to Gordon's mouth, "According to the surveillance, before leaving the cell and throwing the head on the roof, the woman raised the clown's head to the camera. We now believe this is a warning, and through Video analysis we believe the woman may be a mutant or a superhuman."

Vicki withdrew her microphone, "The pictures and videos below may cause discomfort, please watch as appropriate."

Jason stared deeply at the TV broadcast, even though the woman covered his face, but with the black off-the-shoulder cheongsam and the huge silver war scythe behind his back, he would not be able to pull open the iron door of the cell, which resembled tentacles. Acknowledge your mistake.It's her, and that's what she's doing for him, the motions for the camera aren't warnings at all.

"She did it." It was telling him, showing him off, that she had done it, done what Bruce couldn't do for him.

"Are you crying, little bird?" Deathstroke asked, taking up the knife and saying indifferently, "As you please, child, we'll be done in a moment."

"Yes, soon, as long as you stay away from him, I promise there will be no pain." The woman paused and laughed, "It's different from the clown."

The death knell stopped in place, and his head moved slightly to the side to avoid the scimitar still stained with blood on his neck, "Well, I think the knife here should not be so sharp."

"Don't kill him yet." Jason stepped forward, hugged Anyang and kissed her cheek and lips continuously, "I can't believe it, love, you really did it."

"Of course, everything is for your happiness."

"So would you like to hear my new idea? Definitely an interesting idea. Bruce Wayne's company has three billion in cash and we can buy all the weapons we want."

He knew the woman in front of him, she liked things that kept things fresh and fun, and he knew she would love this new idea of ​​his.

"Let's break down Gotham, crush all her wretched buildings free of criminals and evil, and then we rebuild Gotham, and you will be Gotham's new leader, Myqueen."

"Specially for my new playtime, right?" An Yang nodded and kissed Jason back, "I'm going to start getting excited, my love, I'm so happy."

"So why don't we start now."

"I need a new title, please give me a new name."

"Knight, Jason, you are my knight."

"You are the Arkham Knight!"

"Yes." He responded to her, happily accepting the name that belonged to him.

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The author has something to say:

I remember reading about vampires somewhere, it seems that when sucking blood, it will bring merry feeling to the party being sucked (so here it is reversed), and the vampire’s teeth are very sensitive, which is equal to merry ( Know it by yourself) I forgot where I saw it, if anyone knows, please let me know in the comment area (thanks) If you can’t remember it, just take it as a private design!

Everything else seemed to be fine, and he himself couldn't tell what kind of emotion this was (it must be sick anyway). By the way, if this happened in reality, remember to call the police uncle overnight.

Not surprisingly, the next update should be on Saturday, because I had another accident and I lost my tooth while eating, so it will be updated every other day.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 95 Earth 3 Reverses the World

The deepest part of Gotham, the temple of 'God'.

"Good evening, Dick, my friend, what made you find me." Anyang said, her black eyes flashed a little interest even for a moment after looking at what was dragging behind the man in the claw suit Her eyes turned into golden, sharp vertical pupils, and she lazily leaned back on the back of the chair, picking up the bone fan to cover her face.

"Good evening, my lady." Dick bent down and put his hands on his chest and bowed to the woman. He clearly knew that the woman had seen through what he brought, and he really pretended not to know it on purpose.

Perhaps hypocrisy and obedience are their favorite conversations.

Dick took two steps sideways to get out of the cloth bag behind him. The cloth bag had been propped up a long time ago, and there were still a few movements from time to time, obviously it contained a person.

Dick had a nasty and playful smile on his lips, and introduced, "This is our gift to you, ma'am." The blade of his fingertips cut the fabric, revealing a sleeping man, his heaving chest still breathing. Keep driving the curly black hair on his head.

"Second generation sharp claws?" Anyang said, the tip of her tongue lightly brushed her lips, she began to miss the sweet taste of the past, Anyang tried, she had dealt with Ye Xiao, he would give Jason to her, she was right this hold