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"Honey, you're going to knock my head off..."

Deadpool raised his head from the table, with a slight grievance in his tone.

"Really, don't you have any superpowers?" Deadpool looked at her and said exaggeratedly, "Your strength and accuracy are really terrifying."

Grace hugged the cat and replied, "I'm sure I'm a normal human being."

"It's not like..." Deadpool muttered.

Grace was too lazy to chat with this nagging man.

"Have you thought about the specific plan?" she asked.

Deadpool paused, scratched his mask, and replied, "Not yet."

Grace couldn't help sighing, knowing that he was not reliable enough.

"Have you ever wondered why you were discovered by Batman before?" This is a very important question.

Since Batman can discover Deadpool's actions twice, he can discover the third, fourth, and countless times.

Deadpool was a little depressed when he mentioned this matter, he thought he acted quite covertly?

Maybe he didn't understand too much, and he spoke out what was in his heart.

Grace looked him up and down in silence, and said, "...are you very secretive?"

"Yeah?" Deadpool looked at her suspiciously.

"You've been wearing the hood all the time, where are you hiding?" Grace asked back, and Pudding meowed at this time, as if to echo.

Deadpool was wearing a sweater jacket and a pair of loose sweatpants.

Grace knew that underneath that was his uniform.

However, this person did not take off the hood.

This is undoubtedly announcing to everyone that I am a weirdo!I'm here!look at me!

"But I think my face is more attractive?" Deadpool pulled his hood slightly, revealing the red and ugly skin underneath.

"...Sorry." Grace felt that she might have gone too far.

"Oh, why are you so sweet!" Deadpool twisted.

Grace forcibly resisted her urge to hit him up, seeing him twisting face to face, it really made her feel even worse.

"...But, since you are so attention-grabbing, why don't you just keep attracting attention?" Grace suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Deadpool was a little unresponsive.

"You get Batman's attention, I kidnap the black box," she explained.

"Sounds good!" Deadpool became a little excited.

He wanted to give Batman a hard time for stopping him the first two times.

The plan was almost made, Grace stood up with pudding in her arms, ready to leave.

"Hey, wait, wait, wait!" Deadpool suddenly grabbed her.

Grace looked at him, not knowing what kind of mess this man was going to make.

"I have prepared equipment for you!"

Deadpool took out a pair of blindfolds from nowhere.

There are gray crows sewn on the pure black eyepatch, and they stay on the cloth as if skipping the eyes.

"I sewed this overnight! Is it powerful? Are you moved?" Deadpool looked at her excitedly.

"You think we have to cover up our identity? Am I being considerate?"

"I even thought of a code name for you! How about the God Crow?"

Grace looked at him, unable to answer for a moment.

And she just felt that her temples were bulging constantly.

As a result, Deadpool received a solid punch from Grace.

"How many times have I told you that I am a seal, not a bird."

*****

As a result, Grace finally compromised.

She looked at the blindfold in her hand, sighed helplessly, and put it on her head resignedly.

I have to say that Deadpool's workmanship is not bad, the gray crow on the eye mask is stitched vividly, the fabric is also well selected, and it is very comfortable to wear.

What Deadpool said was actually not unreasonable. If she went there as 'Grace Louisa', exposure would bring her a lot of trouble.

Camouflage is still necessary.

Grace was wearing a night suit she had brought—actually, a pure black sports tights.

She wears double holsters on her upper body, a third handle/gun strapped to her left thigh, and a dagger strapped to her right calf.

Grace didn't bring it over, after all, it wasn't an assassination mission this time.

According to the information obtained by Deadpool, the black box will appear in this clubhouse tonight, and she just needs to find a way to take him away when the black box leaves the clubhouse.

Grace stood on the roof and observed the situation below.

This is a red light street, and it is also a place where gang members frequently appear.

The clubhouse opposite is under the name of Circle of Thorns, so it is not surprising that the black box will go there.

But the inside must be heavily guarded, and Grace can't go in without knowing the exact distribution of internal enemies. The best way is to guard outside.

The night wind in Gotham was a bit cold, but it didn't affect Grace's actions.

She waited for a while, and there was a situation underneath.

Two black cars stopped at the entrance of the clubhouse, and four bodyguards got off the vehicle in front.

Someone looked up, and Grace lay down vigilantly.

She looked up slightly, and the bodyguards had dispersed.

One person stood guard at the entrance of the alley, two people stood at the door of the clubhouse, and the last person went to open the door of a black car behind.

Two people got out of the car, one was obviously a bodyguard, but the other was different.

He looked a bit older, with short brown hair neatly trimmed, wearing a gray suit, and clearly had good legs and feet, but he was holding a cane in his hand.

A wooden, inexpensive-looking walking stick.

It is said that the cane of the black box is never out of hand.

That cane seemed to be his life, no one could touch it.

Grace squinted her eyes and watched the black box lead the two bodyguards into the clubhouse.

She estimated the range of her pistol/gun, and determined how many people she could knock down on the rooftop.

However, it is still too dangerous to do it directly here.

Grace was thinking, and suddenly Deadpool's voice sounded in the earphones.

"Little bird, be careful, Batman is heading towards you!" He spoke very quickly, as if he was fighting someone.

"Who is Xiaoniaoniao!" A irascible boy's voice came from the earphones, which seemed to be a misunderstanding.

Before Grace could ask anything, she suddenly felt a darkness above her.

Grace flipped backward reflexively, and there were a few more bat marks in the place where she was originally.

A black shadow suddenly appeared on the rooftop, and Grace secretly thought it was bad luck.

Obviously Deadpool deliberately revealed the news that he was in the office building where the black box usually stays, why did Batman come here?

The two stood facing each other on both sides of the roof, and neither of them moved for a while.

In the silence, it was as if the air had condensed.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Grace felt thin sweat oozing from her neck.

Batman has an oppressive dark aura, and she can hold on for a few more minutes, but any longer will affect her ability to act.

Grace judged that she couldn't wait any longer.

She moved first.

Grace rushed up to Batman every few steps and punched him in the face.

Of course, Batman couldn't let her succeed so easily, he blocked her attack with his arm, raised his other hand and grabbed Grace's left arm.

He restricted half of Grace's movements, leaned back slightly, and kicked his knee.

Batman's body jerked slightly at the blow, and Grace flung himself free of his grip and jumped back.

He chose to attack, and the Batmark shot at Grace.

Grace took out the dagger, knocked the sharp bat mark to the ground, and headed towards Batman again.

The man dodged a few assaults, but Grace suddenly turned over and jumped up, hooking his head with her legs and trying to twist him to the ground.

He took something out of his belt and pressed it against Grace's body.

"Ah!" It's electricity/shock/gun.

Grace's body suddenly went limp, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Batman grabbed her, grabbed her by the neck, and slammed her against the wall.

"Ugh!" Grace cried out in pain.

She felt as if some of her bones had been broken.

This damn bat.

Grace couldn't help cursing in her heart, and at this moment the hands around her neck began to tighten.

"Tell Deadpool, don't come to Gotham to look for trouble again." Batman's low and hoarse voice didn't even sound like a human being.

"Uh..." Grace felt a little out of breath.

She nodded, as if she had suffered a lot and was about to compromise and give up.

Batman slowly let go of his hand, but he didn't expect the woman to raise her head and smile slightly at him the next second.

There seemed to be sarcasm in those green eyes.

In vain, gunshots rang out.

There was a gun hole in Batman's abdomen, and he was kicked out by Grace the next second.

"Cough, cough cough..." Grace touched her throat and coughed dryly, it seemed to be blue.

"I said, Mr. Bat, don't you look down on me too much?" She continued to mock Batman at this time.

Batman stood up clutching his stomach, and he only swayed a bit before standing still, as if the shot hadn't affected him at all.

At this time, Grace had already reached the edge of the rooftop.

"However, you are indeed very powerful." Grace praised.

Batman narrowed his eyes and remained silent without replying.

"Unfortunately, I have a very important matter with Mr. Black Box, so I can't just leave Gotham just like that."

"So……"

"Mr. Bat, see you next time." Grace suddenly turned around and jumped off.

Batman rushed to the edge of the roof, but she was nowhere to be seen.

He remained silent and looked away.

Why... the voice sounds so familiar?

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Grace and Master fought mercilessly (Wang Tian