[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

There's nogoing-back, you'veged things forever It's impossible to restore the same, you've changed these things forever.

There are three factions in the DC world - the heroes of the Justice League, the evil villains, and the Joker.

He sins for the sake of pure crime.

In the dimly lit strip club, Vespa looked at Joker and felt that he was like those young children who did evil, not for anything else, completely different from money, power, and being threatened by others. This is pure evil. The purpose of his crime is to realize "evil" itself.

"Kitty, you don't look very happy." His smile was sharp, like a fishhook, with a strong desire for control.

Vespa looked at the men around him, one of whom seemed to be a famous killer crocodile, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the boring vodka and gin on the table, "Mr. J, maybe I can borrow your tune The bar?"

"You are really a picky guy." Joker lazily crossed his legs, sitting on the large sofa, exuding endless sense of oppression and danger around him, the feeling of not being close to strangers is dark and bloody, full of dark side.

Vespa changed into a purple dress after the suspender dress was scrapped. She felt that this dress seemed to be very similar to the one she had worn in Casino Royale, but it was not a floor-sweeping evening dress.

When she walked towards the bar with three steps, all the men in the bar couldn't focus on the stripper on the stage. God, where did this alluring femme fatale come from.

Joker glanced around bloody, these idiots made his stomach sick, maybe let Killer Croc take a few back to his slaughterhouse for some fun.

There was a nervous smile on the corner of his mouth. Unlike the exaggerated green hair, pale complexion and bloody lips, he was actually wearing a gentleman's elegant shirt and trousers. Unfortunately, the classic shirt was unbuttoned to reveal He lost his muscles and tattoos, not to mention the few guns he carried on his body, which had nothing to do with elegance.

He should go and see what his Kitty is doing again, she always can't learn to curl up at her master's feet obediently.

Vespa saw Joker walking towards her, and there seemed to be an elusive dark power in his thin body.

His voice was theatrical, "Oh, honey, that's what you look like when you're bartending."

"Would you like some wine?" Vespa selected a Gordon's gin from a row of bottles.

There was a childlike naughty smile on his bewitching face, "Let me see what you are good at."

Vespa shrugged, with soft black hair hanging down his back, like a femme fatale full of eroticism, and mesmerizing like an angel.

She shakes three parts of Gordon's gin, one part of vodka, and half part of Lilan's aperitif with ice. After pouring the beautiful cocktail liquid into the glass, she throws in a thin lemon for flavoring.

Joker took a sip from the wine glass, raising his eyebrows exaggeratedly, "Wow—it's amazing, once you taste this glass of wine, you'll just want to drink it in the future, what's it called?"

"—Vespa." The black-haired girl's expression showed some imperceptible nostalgia, and it was no surprise that the figure of a black-haired little prince popped up in her mind just now.

But she's in the DC universe, far removed from one of Marvel's well-known villains.

"Who did you think of?" Joker's voice contained some kind of chaotic and violent force, as if with the malice of destroying everything.

Vespa looked directly at him, seeming to be seriously thinking about something, "My ex, ex, ex boyfriend."

Joker is a little dissatisfied with her honesty, shouldn't she cover up the past in panic, lest he become possessive of pets?She is such a crazy girl.

Ex ex?He should have put them on rockets and sent them to hell.

"Your love life seems to be going too far, kitty." Joker's weird look can scare everyone, you never know what he will do next, not even himself, and maybe that's why Achieved his charisma.

Vespa shrugged indifferently at him, "Maybe I'm easily attracted to demons, they are all notorious villains to some extent."

Joker smiled slyly, "It seems that you have finally learned to show loyalty to your master."

He's the biggest villain in Gotham, isn't he?

But Vespa didn't seem to think he was a general villain type, "I don't think you represent the interests of any class. You scare the rulers of Gotham City as much as the villains. You are a person who is not keen on money and power." The pure perpetrators who just want people to live in panic forever."

"Oh, Kitty, you always bring me unexpected pleasure." Joker is obviously very satisfied with her idea, he was never a mindless idiot killer, the violence he brought to Gotham was his own crime Aesthetics, only those gray rats think he just loves to kill.

God, he really wanted to cut her heart out to see how beautiful she is, his Kitty is simply a tonic for the boring life these days.

In the dimly lit bar, strippers are dancing hotly, and the men in the audience burst into laughter, but Joker suddenly wonders how his kitty thinks of him and the black bat. This is obviously a dangerous topic. If Kitty's answer made him dissatisfied, he had a superior German gun strapped to his belt.

The brilliant and blurred lights reflected on Vespa's face, dyeing her with a surge of gloomy beauty, Joker adjusted the expression on his face, looking like a friendly and decent person, "I'm curious, baby you Do you also think Batman is a heroic leader?"

Vespa hugged himself with both arms, and looked at Joker calmly, "He is the ruler of justice, and you want to be the representative of chaos. In this city where crime is breeding every moment, try to Take the place of gods and laws, but only in chaos and evil can you and Batman have the meaning and value of existence, and make each other complete."

Batman is justice to the extreme, maintaining all rules and order under the spirit of the contract, while Joker represents chaos and impulsiveness, he is an anarchist in essence, hates the modern civilization of human society, and his evil deeds are just to dismember public order and good customs calm.

Joker's eyes were fixed on her, and a beastly grunt came out of his throat, "The world is just a horrible black joke, but honey—"

He walked around the bar and approached her, every step felt like stepping on her heart.

"God, where did you come from..." Joker's pale fingers caressed her black hair, and then moved down to hold the side of her neck, while the other hand wrapped around her back , "You are like a Christmas present in this dark joke, surprising and mesmerizing."

There was something stirring inside of him that made him want to both hug her and shoot her in the head with a German gun.

Why did you show such a seductive look again, thinking that he would be deceived?

This cunning woman always makes him reluctant to kill her.

Joker felt that he was a little out of his mind, forget it, raising a kitten was meant to pamper her.

Vespa's heart was pounding under his grasp, and the disorganized chaos and madness in him was always frightening. She cleared her throat and changed the subject, "Since I am forced to exchange with you tonight I had a hot kiss, so I really want to know if there is really an epidemic in Arkham Asylum recently, or is it a prank played by you bad guys?"

Joker looked at her maliciously, "Baby, it seems a bit late for you to worry, let alone breathing and saliva infection, I even bit the corner of your mouth."

Vespa tried to put some distance away from him, but the other party was obviously not only a criminal genius, but also had the fighting power to defeat Batman, so she didn't succeed, and was still firmly locked in front of him, her expressionless face Raising eyebrows, "So?"

Look, look, she's starting to put on an indifferent look to seduce people again, and those goddamn gray mice in this bar are watching her secretly again, if it's not for fear of scaring his Kitty, he should really hit their heads a few times gun.

Joker leaned close to her ear and whispered, his voice low and deceptive, "Don't worry, Poison Ivy's psychotoxin is not contagious, baby."

The tip of his nose smelled the special fragrance of her body, which obviously carried a seductive smell of makeup, but in the next second, he refused to be thousands of miles away. The warm and soft body of the black-haired girl seemed to bring him some kind of undercurrent, making him happy. Happy and irritable.

And because of this close movement, Vespa's head was forced against his chest, which made him think—

What is he thinking?

No, no, no, she is just a pet to relieve boredom. Anyone in this world is his plaything to pass the time. How could he let himself have that disgusting emotional thought? He should have stabbed him with a dagger long ago. her heart!

He does not allow himself the slightest weakness!

And Vespa didn't know anything about his thoughts, she only saw a few men passing by near the bar and showed her offensive looks, she is now in a strip club, naturally there will always be such disgusting ghosts .

But she was undoubtedly disgusted to see such a gaze, so she moved her body slightly, and her whole body was almost buried in Joker's arms.

His eyes widened subconsciously, and the long eyelashes framed his shiny eyes. Damn it, she finally learned to please him. This kitten is always cunning to make him find a reason to keep her alive.

He longed to hold her in his arms and comfort her intimately, the thought almost filled his head.

But when he was about to kiss his kitty, she pushed her away slightly.

Vespa frowned slightly, "I don't want to kiss a man with heavy makeup."