[Zongyingmi] What can I do, I am also desperate

Frowning and looking difficult, Damian unexpectedly got along well with the small animals, and Sandra also noticed some cat hair sticking to his black suit trousers with her keen eyesight - before entering the store There it was, and the same keen sense of smell reminded her that Damian smelled of back alleys.

I guess he put those pet food...

Thinking of this, Sandra relaxed.Just as she knew what Batman was and was still afraid of him, she was also afraid of this arrogant and bad-tempered Robin who was equally astute.Gotham's dynamic duo was too far away and too close for her. Although she lived again, she lived in Gotham for nearly 20 years, and the fear brought by Batman was imprinted on her like a symbol. Although this city and the people in this city look forward to him, she still has an unavoidable awe of him.

However, although this Robin didn't say it out loud, the love for the little animals that he showed made Sandra relax a little bit. She chatted with Damian for a while, but tried to avoid it as much as possible. Bruce Wayne.

No way, she cowardly.

Yes, as a Gotham native Batman fan girl, she is so cowardly

Although Bruce now appears in the pet store as a Gotham baby, Sandra's legs soften and her heart trembles when she thinks that this is the Batman who chased her all over Gotham yesterday.

"Are all these cats for sale?"

Damian was holding a black cat in his arms, and a three-colored cat was rubbing against his trouser legs, his frowning brows relaxed a little, and his blue eyes looked at Sander. La asked.

"It's not all. People who buy pets generally pay more attention to the bloodlines of pets. Purebred cats and dogs are the objects of sale. Other animals were once stray animals or the objects entrusted by us to take care of by rescue stations and zoos. At that time, they will either be put back into the protected area or brought back to the zoo, and the stray animals will wait here for adoption by others, without selling them.”

Looking at those green eyes with a serious expression, Sandra literally screamed cute in her heart, and her tone of voice became softer and softer.

While Sandra was accompanying Wayne and his son to choose pet food and pet appliances, Daphne had already washed and stuffed the puppies that needed to be delivered to the guests' homes in the afternoon into the oven.She has always disliked being in contact with people, which is one of the reasons why she wanted to keep Sandra down. Seeing that Sandra had a good conversation with Wayne and his son, she simply didn't come out and took the dirty One by one, the four-month-old cubs grabbed the bathroom and cleaned up despite their reluctant howls.

"We haven't bred a super-large working dog like the Great Dane here. Generally speaking, if it is such a super-large dog, it is more reliable to ask for relevant information in the kennel where he was born. But dogs Most of the nutrients that we need to consume are similar, except for dogs with glass stomachs such as huskies that need to pay special attention to diet, other dogs can adjust their food according to their own nutritional needs."

Sandra pulled out a chair for the two of them, indicating that they could sit down and talk.The three-colored cat rubbing against Damian's trouser legs hooked his trousers, then the chair easily jumped onto the round table, and then the whole cat lay across the middle of the round table with its tail hooked and looked at Damian innocently.

"Sanhua quite likes you, which is quite rare. The stray cats adopted here generally don't like to talk to people."

But after all, the cat can't just occupy the entire table like this. Sandra was about to hug Sanhua away, but was stopped by Damian.

"Let him stay here." Damian stretched out his hand and scratched the soft short hair on the cat's chin. Sanhua lay down docilely and raised her head to hug Damian's hand with her front paws, with a comfortable and pleasant sound in her throat. Pleasant purrs.

"You are the guest, you have the final say."

Since the guests don't mind, Sandra will not force the cat away.But Bruce Wayne didn't seem to be idle, and it didn't take long for calls to come in non-stop. It seemed that there was an urgent matter that the Gotham baby needed to deal with.Although Damian liked these cats, he didn't insist on staying. After being reluctant to let go of the cats in his arms, he obediently followed Bruce and left.

But it can be considered a success, at least they are going to get rid of the business card of the pet store, and Sandra feels that at least they have lived up to their trembling sales.

"That clerk is a bit strange." Bruce said to Alfred as he returned to the car and loosened his tie a little.

"Maybe you are too nervous, Master Bruce." Alfred, who was sitting in the driver's seat, replied without looking back.

"She's really weird," Damian frowned, trying to clean the countless cat hairs stuck to his clothes, but obviously failed, "she's always talking to me, I thought When she first entered, her action was unintentional, but she seemed to be avoiding her father all the time, and when her father just entered the door, she took a step back in fright, as if..."

"It's like seeing Batman."

Bruce cut off his son's words to add.

"Then do you need to investigate that lady's information?"

"Need," Bruce leaned back in the chair, with a slight crease between his brows, "and I always feel like I've seen her somewhere."

"Sandra," Daphne said, carrying the last paparazzi out of the oven and stuffing it into the oven, "you're almost ready to go, don't get the address wrong."

"Okay boss, no problem boss," Sandra said briskly after putting several puppies into cages and checking the address again, "I promise to complete the task."

She loaded the dogs into the car and fixed them, drove out of Daphne's off-road vehicle, played music, stepped on the gas pedal skillfully and rushed to the street.

But today doesn't seem like a good day for her to go out.

The sudden chill on her back made Sandra shiver. The puppies who were biting iron rods in the cage or dozed off suddenly started barking, shivering and huddling in a corner of the cage, clamping their tails and screaming. There was a terrible howl.

The creepy feeling made the quiet dormant magic in Sandra's body suddenly become active, and clusters of azure feathers came out from under her sleeves, and were loosely put on the back of the shirt on her body. Two small bags bulged, and Sandra had to step on the brakes urgently, stuck her wrist tightly and bit her lip to appease the strength in her body.But an inexplicable fear surged up from the depths of her heart. Although she tried hard, she still couldn't control the magic power flowing in her body.She huddled in the car seat and shivered, more and more feathers wrapped her up, making her look like a big humanoid bird curled up on the driver's seat.

"No no no..."

She muttered to herself like a frightened bird, her ten fingers with sharp nails twisted her curly black hair tightly, and nervously pulled off those hairs that were not fragile, and wrapped them around her fingers.

Such vivid pain and sorrow burned deep in her soul like a branding iron. She clutched her broken throat and cried out heart-rendingly, but only the voice of her breath pumped the gurgling blood out of the huge chest. The wound, but more painful than the body is the blow to the mind. When she saw the figure of the man and woman lying in a pool of blood, the uncontrollable despair made her feel more painful than the bleeding wound on her body. It was as if a certain part of her body was being torn off from her heart bit by bit by the softest flesh and blood.

"Ahhhh-"

She felt as if she was screaming, but she was actually screaming, and when she came to her senses, she was covering her face with tears, and the sharp sound waves containing magical fluctuations were easily shattered The windshield in front of the car shattered everything around it, as if it had been raped by something horrible.

But the strange thing is that Sandra can't remember what she just saw.Everything that was clear just now disappeared without a trace like the broken bubbles in the sun, only a little cool water foam remained in the air.She couldn't recall the hallucination that frightened her that appeared in front of her just now, as if the memory had been fragmented.

And she has encountered this kind of situation before, and it left a deep psychological shadow on her.

Scarecrow's fear gas.

She didn't know why the scarecrow's fear gas didn't work on her, or the time it took to work was quite short, but the car accident caused by the riots caused by the scarecrow's fear gas had been hitting her bloody human figures all the time. She couldn't get it out of her mind, and even almost caused her to suffer from mental illnesses such as red phobia or blood sickness, so that her fear of the scarecrow was almost deeper than that of the clown.

At least when she met the clown, she escaped in a daze and didn't know how to do it, so that she didn't personally experience the fear of being ruled by that psychopath, but when she met the scarecrow, she really felt the fear The terror of poison gas.

At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten how powerful she was, curled up in the driver's seat in panic.The fluffy feathers grew crazily as she lost control of her emotions, and the huge wings protruded from her back, tearing through the thin shirt, restrained by the narrow space, and shrank behind Sandra cautiously.

The car made a broken sound as if it couldn't bear the magic pressure overflowing from her body.Several puppies curled up in the cage and whimpered in fear, and Sandra had to pinch her wrist tightly until the pain of the sharp nails piercing through the feathers and cutting the skin could barely keep her calm.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, darling, come to me."

She trembled and took a few breaths, trying to calm down the voice to comfort the frightened puppies.She was afraid that her magic pressure would hurt these immature little lives, so she opened all the cages and took them over, protecting them under her wings.

The puppies snorted and huddled in her arms, raised their heads and licked her chin and cheeks with their wet tongues in search of comfort.Sandra relaxed herself while stroking them. Although the feeling of fear still sent chills down her spine, she gradually regained her composure under the coquettishness of the puppies.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

The hoarse and deep voice was like the howling of a wild animal. Sandra felt her wings tighten, and she was dragged out of the car by the wings.

The puppies in her arms arched their backs and barked immaturely at the person who caught her. Sandra took a deep breath, and the magic pressure that had not yet stabilized on her body pumped heavily like a water pump After a while, the leaked magic power shattered everything around it.

She struggled almost instinctively, screaming like a bird.The wildly growing feathers made her look like a huge bird. The retracted wings stretched out freely after leaving the narrow space of the car, and a strong airflow rolled up as Sandra struggled.The out-of-control magic power radiated outwards from her center, and she only had time to say "don't come near me", and the torrent of magic power swallowed her personal consciousness.