[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

The sharp dagger slowly circled from the back of the head to the front and touched the little fox's throat. The cold metal unreservedly transferred its own temperature to the skin, making her shiver uncontrollably.

"Little...Mr. Clown." The little fox froze, afraid that his throat would be cut by the clown if he acted rashly: "I'm so glad to see you again."

"Oh?" The deep chuckle from the nasal cavity caused people's heart to thump, the clown moved his hand, and the cold dagger lifted her chin and forced her to look up: "Kitty, look at me and say it again, you Are you really happy?"

The little fox, who was forced to look up, looked at the face of the clown who was close at hand, with a pair of beautiful black eyes with sincerity that even he believed in: "I'm really happy."

"Heh..." The clown sneered, leaning on the back of the sofa with one hand and flipping to the front to sit beside the little fox: "Little liar." He patted her face with the dagger: "I hate lies the most, and you always lie Lie to me, I'm very angry." He leaned closer, and the corners of his blood-red mouth elongated strangely: "When I'm angry, I always do something out of my mind~"

"I didn't!" The little fox said quickly, "I didn't lie to you!" She had an aggrieved expression on her face that you don't want to wrong me.

"Look at this innocent look, it's really good." The sharp dagger gently slid on the little fox's cheek: "Unfortunately, I woke up very early that night."

Help...Pills!

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" The little fox smiled flatteringly, turned his head cautiously and slightly avoided the knives in front of him: "I just want to find a strong backer to please him, but actually I—"

"Shhh——" A finger that was almost as cold as a dagger touched the little fox's lips, and the soft touch from the fingertips made the clown rub hard: "No matter how many good things you say, it can't change your ending. kitty."

"Mr. Clown..." The little fox's eyes were about to cry.

Click!

The sound of metal colliding sounded, the little fox was stunned, and the hands that were about to be held together were forced to separate.

The clown grinned badly, and grabbed the little fox's hand on the other side of the handcuffs: "The same trick, don't use it on me a second time."

"..." Sure enough, it didn't work, the little fox, who wanted to try to stun the clown while he wasn't paying attention, sighed in his heart.

The clown pulled the handcuffs towards him, put away the dagger with the other hand, and hugged the little fox's body.He stood up from the sofa, put his arms on his shoulders, and easily lifted the man onto his shoulders.

"What are you doing!" The little fox struggled to get off the clown's shoulders.

"Good baby, don't move around, I don't want to fall on you." The clown patted the little fox's buttocks gently.

The corner of the little fox's mouth twitched, it's really a turn of events...

The clown walked into the bedroom with the little fox on his back, his leather boots hooked around the door, and the door closed with a bang.

The little fox's heart sank, thinking that this bedroom might be his burial place.She pursed her lips, her brain was running fast, and her desire to survive soared from 50.00% to [-]%.

The clown admired the decoration of the little fox's bedroom with great interest, walked to the side of the big bed non-stop, and with a shoulder forward, threw him onto the big soft bed.

"Wait a minute"

The clown quickly took off another handcuff from his belt, neatly grabbed the little fox's wrists and handcuffed them to the head of the bed.

"Mr. Clown! I know I was wrong!" The little fox apologized pitifully and begged for mercy: "I don't dare anymore, you can do whatever you want me to do, don't kill me, please!"

"I don't want you to do anything." The hoarse voice was panting slightly excitedly, the clown smiled brightly, and his hot breath intertwined with the person on the bed: "I just want to torture you and kill you! "

The hand holding the dagger exerted a little force, and the sharp blade scratched the delicate skin of the woman's neck.Seeing the frightened expression on the little fox's face, the clown smiled happily.

The little fox looked at the clown's state of getting more and more excited when he hurt others, and felt chills in his heart. Those sinister cold eyes did not have the slightest human emotion. She finally realized that the criminal in front of her was not a bad person in the ordinary sense, and her begging for mercy was not at all. He will not arouse the slightest pity.

"Mr. Clown." The pitiful expression on the little fox's face instantly disappeared, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and the pretty fox's eyes were full of calmness and sarcasm: "You are so boring."

"Huh—?" The hand that cut the little fox's throat paused, and the clown elongated his tone lightly, and a hint of interest flashed in his gray-blue eyes.

The little fox moved his eyes slowly, and faced the clown head-on without timidity: "Why don't we have a fun game."

The dagger slowly left the little fox's neck, and the clown grabbed her collar and pulled him in: "What's so interesting?"

The little fox looked at the pale face close at hand, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "How about we play a game?"

Since the path of showing weakness doesn't work, let's face it hard.

"Games?" The clown likes to play games, especially real-life games.So after the little fox brought it up, he motioned for her to continue talking with interest.

"Let's play the game of seeing who falls in love with whom first." The little fox continued.

The clown didn't expect that this was the game she was talking about. He was startled for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing: "You want to play this kind of game with me? Hahahaha!"

"I think you will fall in love with me first." The little fox raised his eyebrows provocatively: "Do you dare to bet?"

The clown looked at the little fox's proud expression with a happy face: "What bet?"

"One request, any request is fine." The little fox said fearlessly: "It's okay to die." At worst, start over in another world.

"Okay hahaha!" The clown was even more interested in betting on his life.He nodded without even thinking about it, and quickly put away the dagger in his hand: "Just play with you."

The threat on his neck disappeared, the little fox kept his expression on his face, but he was greatly relieved in his heart.Damn, it's exhausting to play against psychopaths.

"Now you should let me go, right?" The little fox moved his hands, and the chains rattled.

"nononono." The clown shook his head: "Order me not to temporarily, but..."

"En?" The little fox looked at him suspiciously.

The scarlet lips parted strangely to both sides, and the gleaming steel teeth made people shudder.He smiled brightly, raised his hand, took off the bracelet on his wrist and waved it in front of the little fox:

"Some occasions, I have to ask for it back."

Little Fox:? !

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The temperature of the morning sun was just right on the ground, and the little fox who came out of the apartment stretched comfortably, and walked towards the bus stop sign.

Although the battle of wits and courage with the clown was very tiring last night, in the end she got a ration by accident.After she didn't mention it, it must be painful and happy. The ending is happy. After the bed sheets, the clown left very quickly, and had no intention of killing her at all.

"Fox, you're here." Emily, who came out of the office, happened to run into the little fox who came to the boss to sell the holiday. She smiled and raised her hand to say hello: "How is it? Is it better?"

"Enen, rest well." The little fox replied with a smile full of vigor, "Is the boss in there?"

"Here, go in." Emily patted the little fox on the shoulder: "I'll get busy first."

"Okay, see you later." The little fox nodded, raised his hand and knocked on the door of the office.

"Come in." The boss's voice came from inside the house.

"Boss, I'm here to sell the vacation." The little fox said as he pushed the door and walked in.

"Fox! You came just in time!" The owner of the daily newspaper was overjoyed when he saw the little fox who came to sell the fakes: "The company is short of manpower!"

"What's the matter?" The little fox hurried over.

"Jason's assistant, Lisa, is sick and hospitalized. He is too busy to be in charge of the Wayne Group's interview by himself. You go and take over Lisa's work." I had already divided the work and was about to go to the Wayne Building. Who knew just now? Lisa called impromptu to say she couldn't go to work.

"Okay, I'll go right away." The little fox took the task and hurried out of the office to find Jason.

This time, the daily newspaper prepared a comprehensive series of interviews for Bruce Wayne. Probably the boss felt that he would not have another chance in the future, so he directly negotiated with Bruce Wayne and signed a big contract.Businesses, families, individuals, all must be interviewed.

Jason, as an experienced veteran, is in charge of interviewing Bruce, while the newcomer Little Fox is taking over Lisa's job, and is responsible for interviewing the employees of Wayne Group, learning about the boss from their side.

"Mr. Wayne, thank you very much for giving us the opportunity to interview the Daily News." Jason gave it politely, with a respectful but not humble smile on his face.

"I'm also very grateful to your daily for giving us the opportunity to promote the Wayne Group." Bruce smiled and raised his hand to hold Jason's outstretched hand.

Jason nodded, and turned slightly to make way for the little fox behind him: "This is a newcomer to our daily newspaper, Fox Bai, and she will be in charge of this interview about the employees of the Wayne Group."

"Hello, Miss Bai." Although the whole Gotham knew that the little fox was Bruce's one-night lover because of the banquet that day, the two parties seemed not to admit that they knew each other.

I didn't expect his Chinese pronunciation to be so standard, the little fox thought to himself.

"Hello, Mr. Wayne, I will show you the draft of the interview with the employees later." She stretched out her hand naturally and said with a faint smile.

His dark blue eyes slightly moved down to look at the hand outstretched by the little fox. His eyes flickered, and some late-night images appeared in his mind.

"Mr. Wayne?" The little fox looked suspiciously at Bruce, who seemed to be distracted.

"En." Bruce smiled with his eyes bent, and said in a frivolous tone: "Miss Bai is so beautiful, I was distracted."

"Thank you for the compliment, you are also very handsome." The little fox said modestly.

Is that me handsome or Batman handsome?

Bruce resisted the words he almost asked, and with a faint smile, he took a step forward and held the little fox's hand: "Thank you for the compliment."

"Then I'll go first." The little fox took his notebook, greeted Jason and Bruce, and was about to go downstairs to find some employees for interviews.

"My assistant Mike will take you around the company." Bruce said.

"Okay, thank you." The little fox nodded.

Bruce turned slightly to let the little fox out of the way, and the figure with blue eyes watching her walking was completely like a playboy attracted by beautiful women.He watched her approaching him, brushing past him, suddenly, he frowned slightly for a second and quickly spread out in a concealed manner, his blue eyes stared deeply at her neck hidden under the hair.

As the black hair fluttered, a smear of powder with traces of red blood spots ambiguously stained the fair skin.