[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

Bruce Wayne has never hated the clown as much as today. Before that, he just regarded him as a target that must be hunted down in order to maintain the law and order of Gotham. For himself, he did not have any personal emotions.But today, he really thought it would be better to kill the clown.

Forced to stop at a harmonious movement at a critical moment, the calm and blues can't help being irritable.He silently cursed a shit, quickly got out of bed and put on his clothes.

"This person is so annoying!" The little fox was angry and aggrieved when eating was interrupted. She pouted and put the skirt back on her body.

Really annoying, Bruce looked at the little girl with all the emotions written on her face, for her behavior of expressing her resentment of not being able to exercise so bluntly was both funny and cute: "Stop complaining." Bruce leaned slightly A comforting kiss was placed on the little fox's forehead: "I want to do an interview to promote the Wayne Group, what do you think of cooperating with the Planet Daily?"

The little fox was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered Emily's expression of being entrusted with a heavy responsibility when he and Bruce left just now.Oh yes!There's also an interview!Focusing on rations, I forgot about business.

"Are you serious?" The little fox looked up at him happily.

"Of course." It's just an interview, not for anyone, not to mention that the little girl is so cute: "But you must be in charge of this exclusive interview."

"This..." It shouldn't work, she is just a newcomer, and she is not qualified to be in charge of an exclusive interview with a celebrity.

"I just want to be interviewed by you." Bruce bent down and whispered in the little fox's ear.

I'd be happier if you said you just wanted to be picked up by me.The hot air sprayed on the ears made the little fox feel dizzy.

"I'll try my best to fight for it." The little fox said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Bruce nodded with a smile.

Running down from the safe passage layer by layer, gradually, more and more people around escaped together.The little fox walked out of the hotel with more and more crowded people. Looking back, he found that Bruce, who should have been following behind, had disappeared.

He didn't run out, did he?The little fox quickly searched for the tall figure in the crowd outside the hotel, but she couldn't find him after looking back and forth several times.

Not far away, there were still dots of flames in the bombed-out houses, and the firefighters and ambulances who arrived at the first time dutifully put out the fire and rescued the wounded.The police who came in a hurry quickly set up a long cordon, and the people on the street were arranged by the police to quickly evacuate to the safe zone.The little fox took advantage of the chaos to swim upstream and ran back to the hotel before the police noticed.

After all, it was high-quality rations. She hadn't had time to eat a bite yet. It would be a pity if she was killed by the bomb!

Just as the little fox was looking back along the route he came out from, Bruce, the missing man, had already changed into his chivalrous equipment and walked in the gorgeous corridor of the hotel.

Half of his face is covered by a black bat mask, only revealing a sexy chin and thin lips that make people think.The raised black cloak is like the wings of a bat. Under the wings, the muscular and strong figure perfectly shows its strength and beauty under the black tights.

This daytime dandy, in the eyes of outsiders, is a brainless second generation ancestor who is showing off his power by relying on the assets left by his father.Who would have thought that he was the protector of Gotham, the dark knight who made countless criminals fearful.

Batman walked quickly while assembling weapons neatly in his hands.Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and his brown eyes looked coldly forward as if frozen.

"Go to hell!!!" The closed door on the right side of the front suddenly opened, and the thug with the gun jumped out with a wild smile and shot at Batman.

Batman had to be prepared for this, raised his right hand to the ceiling and pulled the trigger, the flying claws quickly flew out and nailed into the wall, he jumped up, dodged bullets like a monkey and swung towards the thugs.

"F...k!" Seeing Batman approaching quickly, the mob panicked.

However, in the space of a few seconds, Batman had already swung in front of him, kicked him out with a kick of his long legs.

"HAHAHA..." A slightly hoarse voice came from the end of the corridor, and then a pair of black and white leather shoes stepped forward: "Good evening Gotham Knights, I didn't expect us to meet so soon." The person who came out of the corner was wearing a A rather refined white shirt with three buttons missing, revealing a firm chest covered in tattoos.He has a pale and terrifying face, black eye circles and scarlet lips constitute exaggerated oil makeup, and those gray-blue eyes are full of madness, as if he can destroy the world casually.

"You should be staying in Arkham Asylum now." The man's voice was no longer so low and magnetic, and there was an indescribable sense of vicissitudes in his hoarseness.

"Oh! Actually, I thought we would meet again in that lunatic asylum. After all, most people in this city want to lock you in too." The clown grinned, his sharp steel teeth revealing a sense of danger: " After all, you and I get along so well hahaha!"

"We are different." Batman shook his head slightly, his brown eyes remained clear, "You are a criminal."

"so what?" The clown laughed mockingly, "don't you too."

As if being poked by the clown at a certain point, Batman's expression turned completely cold: "Don't try to brainwash me, even if I'm a criminal, I'm completely different from you!"

"Hahahaha!" The clown raised his hand, and the laughing tattoo on the tiger's mouth just covered his mouth: "Do you think it's useful? In the eyes of others, you are no different from me!"

Fuck you no difference!

Batman quickly pulled out a bat dart and flew towards the clown. The clown raised his hand in response, and with a cane he drew the bat dart to the wall beside him.

"Ha—"

Bang!

At some point, Batman rushed forward and punched the Joker in the face.

"Ha!" The clown was not sad at all, his eyes widened in excitement, and the crutch in his hand pierced Batman's eyes at a tricky angle.

Not to be outdone, Batman used a bat dart as a dagger to block the Joker's attack, and stretched out his other hand swiftly, heading straight for his neck.

Both books are fighting masters, but Batman is stronger than the Joker.As long as he is given a chance to get close, he can quickly beat people to the ground with a combination of skills.

"Hahaha you will become like me sooner or later!"

Boom!punch.

"I'm waiting for you to become you one day!"

bang bang!Two punches.

"Cough cough..."

After searching all the way, I finally heard the voice again on the ninth floor.She followed the sound to find it, and saw a man in a black tights filling a sack.

"Excuse me, may I ask if you have seen—?!" The little fox suddenly widened his eyes.

My god, what the hell is going on with three high-quality rations in a row, and one is better than the other!God suddenly took a fancy to her?Want to make it up to her?

"Guests should go out through the safe passage." Surprised that the little girl was still in the hotel, Batman said calmly.

"I went out, and then I came in again." The little fox replied while looking at the other party quietly.

"Why?" Although Batman asked, he actually had some guesses in his heart.She sneaked into the hotel, probably to find him, the him of the day, the playboy Bruce Wayne...

"In order to meet you here." The little fox looked at the masked man opposite him intently.

Bruce: That doesn't seem like the right answer.

"Mr. Batman, I didn't expect you to be so handsome!" The little fox praised without hesitation.

"What do you want to say?" a hoarse voice sounded than before.

"I mean, big brother, do you want an appointment?" Little Fox asked with a smile.

Bruce frowned slightly: "You are Bruce Wayne's female companion." The implication is that you already have a bed partner, why would you find someone else.

"It won't be after meeting you." The little fox firmly expressed his loyalty.

Bruce: ...

"Is Bruce Wayne okay?" Bruce asked blankly, controlling his expression.

Is this asking her to praise him in disguise?She can answer this question!

"He's good, but you're better than him." The little fox said sincerely, "Just by looking at your figure, you're much better than him."

Bruce: Huh...