American Comics: The Force Awakens

"So, those thugs just surrendered to you?" Harley sat cross-legged on the sofa and pouted. "I'm still hoping for a second conflict, a fight between subordinates, and the like."

"For a person who will kill his own subordinates when he is angry." Karl replied, "You can hardly expect him to have any loyal subordinates."

"Even so, Sionis was able to run his business successfully, which shows that he has a very criminal mind." He added.

"Sionis, I know this name. His family produces cosmetics." Another hoarse female voice came from the side. Compared to Harley's enthusiasm, she seemed a little absent-minded.

Pamela Lillian Isley, Poison Ivy, the woman who never dressed properly, environmentalist.

"Ha, cosmetics." Harley laughed. "This style of painting is so inconsistent. If I were Black Mask, I would be very irritable when faced with such a strange family background."

"Yes, the Sionis family is Gotham's cosmetics industry giant." Carl replied, "Their family's glory lasted until Black Mask murdered his parents."

"Roman's business level was not ideal." He added, "After being forced to sell most of the family business, he devoted himself to criminal activities and converted the few remaining cosmetics factories into a cover for drug production and arms trading. , and it developed slowly.”

"And now, I have killed Black Mask, taken away his title, and inherited his career." He looked at Poison Ivy, "Although it is a little abrupt, I hope you will work for me."

"Hey! Xiaohong is mine, you can't just poach me like this!" Hallie shouted, "You know, I spent a lot of time convincing her to come to my house last night." She jumped up, He hugged the green woman huddled in the corner of the sofa.

"I know that because of your past, you don't like humans and don't trust them." Carl said. "Even now, you want to control us through the pheromones secreted by these plants, or just in case. By the way Harley, the cactus in your clinic is blooming.”

In Karl's perception, invisible pollen is floating in the room, and Pamela can control the minds of others through this series of plant secretions, producing different emotions, such as, the most famous, false love.

The Force can block the intrusion of these invisible things. As for Harley...she is just pure madness.

"Really, Xiaohong, I knew you loved me the most, and you even used your powers to make me fall in love with you!" Harley shouted happily, and her fluffy blond hair began to rub against her. "But it's a pity. , I already love you enough, so it’s useless to me.”

"..." Pamela was silent. Ever since she was released last night, Hallie had been sticking to her side like a candy. She couldn't get rid of her. She thought that there was no place for her for the time being anyway. When she went there, she was taken home smoothly.

But now, things seem to be getting complicated.

"I don't like dealing with people." She replied after a while.

"Yes, I know this very well." Karl continued, "But I also know what your wishes are. You need money, and an uninhabited island suitable for cultivating plants is not cheap."

In fact, in the early days, since the mutation, Pamela's wish was just to spend the rest of her life with her plants. She saved money by robbing and working for various gang bosses to buy an uninhabited island and live on it. Surround yourself with plants.

Until a missile from a designated scapegoating country hit the island and destroyed everything on it. From then on, Poison Ivy returned to Gotham and vowed to take revenge on those who harmed the plants.

"And I, a newcomer who has just made some achievements in Gotham, I am willing to sponsor you for your plants." He said, "Even if it may not be your intention, you and your plants have countless men and women in the world. A coveted ability.”

The ability to attract the opposite sex and control people's hearts without even relying on their own beauty is the kind of chemical substance that all cosmetics and perfume manufacturers in the world dream of.

Just use a little to make yourself attractive.Everyone would want a product like this.

"Why do you have to rely on illegal means to make money? You have a much better way than this."

This is actually an issue that Carl wanted to complain about when he first read the comics.

When Luther asked Black Mask, Black Mask, who had been struggling for many years, proudly declared that he was a gangster worth $5 million.

The comics state that the combined wealth of Wayne Group and Lex Group is about 7500 billion.

The net worth that Black Mask has worked so hard for so many years is what Wayne can get just by sitting at home. The difference is just that big.

"Huh? So our program is going to be changed to How to Get Rich. This change is a bit fast, isn't it?" Hallie asked. "As the host, I have to think of a new opening line first."

She sat up straight and her tone suddenly became serious, as if she was broadcasting a program: "How a self-made young man earned his first $100 million in life, amazing guy... woo woo woo."

The second half of her words were muffled by vines that appeared out of nowhere, leaving only a whine.

"How are you going to convince me of this?" Pamela asked.

"Unfortunately, there is nothing I can promise you now, except maybe a little deposit." Karl spread his hands regretfully.

"But, you may think I'm just trying to show off." He smiled in the face of Poison Ivy's increasingly distrustful eyes. "What I want to describe to you is a wonderful future, a reality without any risks. You don't have to worry about Batman standing in front of you when you wake up at night, nor do you have to worry about other people's strange looks."

"If I, no, if we succeed in becoming bigger, we will not only be able to restore the past glory of the Sionnis family, but we can even go one step further and make a name for ourselves around the world."

"And by that time, you who have everything that others envy can do whatever you want. You can even shout "howdareyou?" to the world at the United Nations. "Come and support the environment."

"Uh... Sweetie, it's a little too crazy even for us to do such a thing." Harley said as she used her hands to remove the vines that entangled her. "No swamp monster would do that."

Swamp Thing doesn't really do that, he just teleports to a rainforest or something like that and kills everyone who's cutting down the trees.

"So, are you willing to give it a try?" Karl stared into Pamela's eyes and asked.

"...You have to pay first."

"Very good, I'm glad we reached an agreement." Karl stood up and smiled.

"Now, you two...ma'am, have a good rest, or do whatever you want." He glanced at Harley. She seemed to be in a daze again, and her hands were subconsciously tying bows on the green vines.

"And I have a great guy to meet tonight."

"How good is it?"

"So good that it might knock me into paralysis."