[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

The basement, illuminated by the yellow light, is dimly lit, and the dark red fox lettering is crazily painted all over the walls, and even the ceiling has mottled lettering.

The tall man in the purple half-length windbreaker grabbed the petite girl by the collar roughly and pulled her towards the bed.

"Mr. Clown, I...I'm hurt!" Seeing the clown grabbing himself and dragging him to the bed, the little fox suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body: "Don't..."

Originally, the clown's style on the bed was crazy and brutal, but now because of the reunion, this guy is even more emotionally unstable.She had nothing to do before, so she could have exciting fun with him, but now her right hand was injured because she didn't pay attention to it when she crossed and landed just now, and it hasn't healed yet, so she really can't deal with this lunatic.

Regarding the hint that the little fox was injured, the clown seemed to have not heard it at all, and pulled him down to the side of the bed, raised his hand and threw him on it.

"I really-"

Stab it!The man clasped the girl's shoulder with one hand to hold her down, and the other hand grabbed her by the side without hesitation, violently tearing her to pieces.

"Wait a minute! Don't pull my clothes!" What's wrong with this guy, if you want to go to bed, go to bed, can't you take off your clothes, what a loser!Her clothes are so expensive: "This clothes cost me a lot of money!"

The clown was standing by the bed, his body had no contact with the little fox's body except for his hands pressing on the little fox's shoulders through the clothes, as if the beautiful and lovely girl in front of him was some kind of virus.

The pale fingers with the skull ring lightly picked up the fabric of the clothes, the tearing movements looked crazy and rough, but they avoided touching her skin with great detail.

"Where is the mark?" The man looked down at the little fox who was pressed on the bed, and when his blue eyes touched the smooth skin on her chest without any engraved words, a cold light flashed again.

mark?What mark?The little fox was stunned for a moment, and then his brain mobilized the memories of the year very powerfully.oh!It's the letter 'J' that the clown carved himself!

"I have the ability to heal quickly, and I won't leave any marks on my body." Anyway, her resurrection has revealed that she is not an ordinary person, and there is no need to hide anything now.

"Ha, is it?" The clown opened his mouth, and his dangerous steel teeth gleamed coldly: "Then why don't you try it." Then, he pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist with his backhand.

"Hmm QAQ!" The little fox looked at the clown with tears in his mouth, eyes red with tears, "What I said is true, I didn't lie to you. Don't experiment, I'm afraid of pain!"

thump!Seeing the girl crying pitifully with that familiar face, the clown's heart throbbed uncontrollably.His hand holding the dagger became tighter and tighter, and the bulging veins on the back of his hand revealed his complicated mood at the moment.

"Mr. Clown QAQ..." Seeing that the clown didn't cut the knife immediately, the little fox knew that playing pity was useful.While she was delighted in her heart that this trick was actually useful for this lunatic, she kept looking at him with a weeping expression on her face.

The clown narrowed his eyes, and decisively raised the knife.Stab it!The blade cut through the fabric of the girl's trousers, revealing the tender white legs inside.

"Ah! My pants!" The little fox looked at the ragged pants that had been scratched by the knife, and the miser's expression emerged again.

The clown tore off the little fox's pants, turned her over with one hand, and let her lie on the bed.

"What on earth do you want to do!" The little fox who was being tossed and tossed was struggling unbearably: "Hey! Don't tear it up anymore, I only have underwear left, you pervert!!"

The clown pulled up the edge of the little fox's underwear, and at the covered tailbone, a cute pink circular birthmark was reflected in the blue eyes that began to smile.

"Kitty..." The man who had previously avoided contact with girls immediately embraced the little fox.The already somewhat messy green hair hanging around the face is enough to fit the perfect face shape, making the man's alternative oil-painted face look visually impactful and handsome.

"Ah." The little fox replied helplessly with half-down eyes: "What do you want to do?"

"KittyKittyKitty!" The clown who got the little fox's response seemed to have turned on a switch, and the expressionless face on his face was finally replaced by that crazy smile: "HAHAHA!" He tightened his arms frantically, his blue eyes were full of excitement fire.

The clown thought he would never see his Kitty again in this life, since she died two years ago, he never saw her in any form.He has no image of her, no picture of her, and she does not appear in his dreams.Whether it's drunkenness, hypnosis, or even drugs to induce hallucinations, he has exhausted all methods, but to no avail.

Why, why can't he see her!The clown was crazy about seeing her, and for a while, he even had the idea that as long as he died, he could see her.However, he woke up later and realized that even if he committed suicide, he could only go to hell.And she must have gone to heaven.So even if they die, they will not be able to meet.

What an infuriating answer, the clown accepted the reality with a deadpan face.However, what he didn't expect was that she reappeared in front of him when he didn't have any expectations!

The little fox doesn't know the clown's psychological process, but it seems that he has returned to normal, although his "normal" state is not very normal in the eyes of others.

"Kitty, you really played a big joke on me." The girl's chest was pressed tightly against the girl's limp body, the clown held the little fox's waist tightly with one hand, and lifted her up with the other hand pinching her chin. His face: "Is it fun?" His deep voice was hoarse, and he gently approached her lips and spoke.

The hot breath sprayed on the lips, and the man's aggressive mood was full of beast-like danger, which caused an inexplicable commotion: "I... I didn't mean it either." She blinked innocently, with a look on her face Honestly lying: "My body has a life-saving spell, and when I feel the life in my body is passing, the spell will automatically activate and send me home to retreat and recuperate."

"Really?" The clown didn't have any special reaction: "Did you come back after you recovered?"

...No, I went to another world and hooked up with a lot of men.

The little fox swallowed silently, and replied with a guilty conscience: "That's right, I'll be back as soon as I recover."

The clown raised his eyebrows, and tightened the hand holding the little fox's chin: "Didn't you go to those two people?" The red oil paint almost reaching the ears elongated the man's mouth visually, his dark eye sockets were close together, and the corners of his lips When she grinned, she was extremely weird: "Did you come to find me first? Kitty."

"Well..." How should I answer this!The little fox's heart was pounding.Generally speaking, for safety's sake, she should tell him straightforwardly that she was the first to come to him.However, she remembered her lucky value, what if she said that she was the first to come to him now, and Bruce came to confront him tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!At that time, she will offend both sides!

But if you don't tell lies, do you want to tell the clown that you lived with Bruce for a few days after you came back, and then you were forced to come to him while sleeping?

These words are courting death!

The little fox pondered quickly for a while, turned his head, and carefully chose a very eclectic answer that neither side admitted: "Did you feel any surprise?"

The girl's words are actually acquiescing to the clown's words, implying that she really came to him to surprise him as soon as she came back.The clown who heard the hint from the little fox felt flustered, and a pleasant and evil smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Surprise, Kitty, this is the biggest surprise I have received in my life."

Hahaha... The little fox laughed twice in her heart: "It's fine if you're happy." Anyway, she didn't admit it explicitly, and even if the two confronted each other later, she could still say that the clown misunderstood.

What a clever little ghost she is!The little fox is very happy.

"In that case, why not continue this surprise." The clown supported the little fox's back and lifted it up, pushing his lower body forward, forcing her to separate her legs.

"Don't! I'm not—uh!"

The blood-red lips blocked the girl's soft lips, and the hard steel teeth gnawed fiercely, and the scarlet tongue followed closely behind to lick the gnawed red and swollen lips.

"Clown, I really..." The little fox pushed the clown with one hand: "No, um!" The girl was gagged by the man again.

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Bruce Manor on the Other Side

Bruce, who has spotted the little foxes 'escaping', has hit rock bottom.He changed into his bat gear with a sullen face, the mask covering most of his emotions.

"Bruce, let's go." Clark, who had already changed into Superman's clothes, was sitting in the living room. When he saw Bruce come out, he got up and prepared to go with him to perform a scene of searching the cargo ship.

As soon as they left and the little fox let his guard down and left the hiding place, he could see where she was.At that time, as long as I use my own speed to fly back, no matter how strong Bruce is, it is impossible to stop him!

Clark had already planned everything in his heart, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. He didn't know that the little fox had left Bruce Manor.

But he'll soon find out...

"Clark, use your ability to search first to see if you can find fox." Bruce suppressed the anger growing in his heart, and said calmly.

search?Isn't she just hidden by you, why are you searching for it? Clark just wants to roll his eyes at Bruce, a treacherous and cunning kid.However, he has to do a full set of acting, since the other party is not exposed, he will follow suit: "Okay."

Clark closed his eyes and turned on his super hearing and super sense of smell and other skills that could help in the search. Soon, all the information in the entire Gotham was perceived by him.

Suddenly, the handsome man's brows twitched, his upright expression slowly began to collapse, and his face also darkened slightly.

Bruce looked at Clark's sudden expression, and an indescribable bad feeling rose in his heart: "What's wrong?"