[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

Tothem,you'relikeafreaklikeme.Theyjustneedyhtnow.whentheydon't,they'llcastyououtlikealeper.Theirmorals，theircode…It'sabadjoke.Droppedatthefirstsignoftrouble.They'reonlyasgoodastheworldallowsthemtobe.You'llsee.I'llshowyou.Whenthechipsaredown，therecivilizedpeople…they'lleateachother.See，I' mnota monster. I'm just a head of the curve.

To them you're just a freak, just like me.They need you now, but when they don't need you anymore, they will drive you out like a leper. Their morals and guidelines are just a cold joke.Throw them all aside as soon as they run into trouble, their merits are very limited, and I will show you that in a pinch, these so-called "civilized people" will devour each other.You see, I'm not a monster, I'm just a visionary Batman standing at the door of the broken lounge, looking at his number one enemy Joker, feeling extra headache.

And Joker is tilting his head, staring at Vespa with great interest, fiddling with the dangerous detonator in his hand, "Baby, don't you think that people dressed as bats are real psychos? You know , it's fun to play with psychos."

Vespa: I don't know, I don't know at all.

And Batman looked at Vespa, not knowing how to deal with the current tricky situation for a short time, he had no doubts about the possibility of Joker pressing the detonator, after all he was a real lunatic.

But letting the innocent Vespa fall into the hands of Gotham's most dangerous villains for the sake of the safety of the entire street is obviously not in line with the Dark Knight's sense of justice.

Unlike Joker and Batman who were ready to go in the confrontation, Vespa stood on one side as if nothing had happened, with extraordinary elegance around him, as if he was not a hapless guy who was being threatened at this time, but a person in an elegant banquet. real lady.

She glanced at the detonator in Joker's hand, and said sincerely to Batman, "I think it's safer to stay with Mr. Joker for the time being."

At least she won't be blown up in an instant.

As a superhero inspired by justice and fighting criminals, Batman is really helpless about the current development of things.

In the face of Joker, a villain who is keen on creating explosions and chaos, even though he has acquired excellent fighting skills through acquired rigorous training, and even made a high-tech bat suit with rich scientific knowledge to give him protection, the cloak allows him to glide Flying ability——

But the opponent is the elusive Joker, and this is obviously not the first time he has lost.

Gotham's chief criminal looked at the dark knight's sarcasm and laughed, "Always full of benevolence and morality, why? Still trying to blend in with those gray mice? Save yourself, no matter what, you won't be able to blend in. To them, you are also Just a freak like me."

To a certain extent, Vespa felt that Joker had told part of the truth. The dark knight, who performed justice instead of the gods, had been misunderstood and rejected in both movies and comics, but even so, he still firmly defended his own. Guidelines, maybe this is the greatness of DC superheroes.

When Batman watched Joker take Vespa and swagger away in front of his eyes, he even began to wonder when his battle with the number one opponent would come to an end.

As soon as Vespa closed the car door, Joker laughed and slammed on the accelerator and rushed forward at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour, "Kitty, did you see his eyes? It's so interesting, those so-called sense of justice ~"

Vespa raised his eyebrows, "Are you going to fight for the rest of your life?"

"Honey, you know what happens when an unstoppable force collides with an immovable object." He turned without slowing down, the tires couldn't grip the ground due to the excessive speed, and the rear of the car formed a stunning drift, There was a loud engine roar.

Vespa raised his eyebrows, "Batman guards order, and you are keen on dismembering human civilization?"

"Kitty, what do you think of the final outcome?" Joker looked crazy and stared at her with great interest.

She looked at the super villains in the DC world indifferently, "Batman can almost be called the embodiment of justice in this sinful city, and you hate the interference and constraints of any rules, and you always do bad things smoothly and appallingly." , Discussing who will win in the end is just like the endless battle between the good and evil of human nature, and there are too many sudden and individual differences in itself.”

But it's a pity that this is the DC world, and superheroes probably always win in the end.

Joker glanced at her face, "Honey, you look so indifferent, why are you so serious?"

Vespa looked at him and really wanted to say something—can you watch the road while driving?She didn't want to lose her life in a car accident after not being bombed into the sky after all the trouble.

But Joker seemed to be looking at her with interest, "Should we continue to complete something that was interrupted by that black bat—"

Vespa felt that if she didn't complete this passionate kiss tonight, she might be unlucky enough to die in a serial car accident.

So she used her hands to drape her hair behind her, took a deep breath and approached him, and when her fingers just touched his cheek, a sudden force took over all the strength of her body.

When Vespa came to her senses, she was already sitting sideways on Joker, while Gotham's chief criminal was still accelerating and speeding forward.

He was controlling the steering wheel with one hand, and the other was around her waist. The feeling from his fingertips made Joker's breath slightly hot. What the hell, this feeling of stroking the "Persian cat" made her feel People can't stop.

Unfortunately, Vespa didn't seem to think so, and this posture made her even more worried about driving safety.

"Mr. Joker, don't you think this is dangerous?" Vespa tried to get rid of his control, but of course the result was negative.

Joker frowned, and his tone was not good, even a little darkly threatening, "I even wiped the paint off my face for it—"

"So you should blame Batman for ruining the atmosphere." Vespa shrugged nonchalantly, her arms subconsciously wrapped around his neck, she looked at the slightly weird but coquettish and beautiful face in front of her, with a relaxed and arrogant smile between her brows and eyes, Like a petted, proud and bad-tempered kitten.

Joker is driving a sports car on the streets of Gotham at night, and the cloudy night sky seems to break some order. He always sweeps Vespa's side face with a little excited and strange eyes, "Oh, don't worry, Kitty, of course I'll find something for that black bat."

Vespa suddenly wanted to mourn the hapless Dark Knight. Who let him see the bare face of Gotham's chief criminal?

So——Joker got angry and said that he wanted to blow up the whole street because he was angry when he was seen without makeup?

And Joker looked at her expression, and felt more and more that the Persian cat probably didn't think of anything good.

"Seriously, Mr. J, you look handsome without makeup," Vesper looked at him sincerely, and found a relatively comfortable position on his lap, "but I'm curious about one thing—how did Batman Accurately identify your face with such a big gap between before and after makeup? You know, this difference is comparable to that of a living person."

Joker: ...Where's my German gun? !

His arms around her waist suddenly tightened forcefully, the force even made her gasp slightly.

He licked his lips in satisfaction, and smiled slyly at her: "It seems that you want to be thrown out of the car by me, at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour?"

Vespa looked at him with raised eyebrows, showing a look of indifference, "Look, you are getting angry because I saw you without makeup."

Joker felt more and more that he had to do something to punish this unscrupulous "Persian cat"——

Feed her the psychotoxin of Poison Ivy?Or hang her upside down from a statue with ropes?Or instantly push her off a speeding sports car and make her break a bone?

He has endless ways to torture her, he is proficient in thirty-six thousand ways of doing evil, he is like an artist who creates pain and chaos.

But it's a pity - Vespa is just good at how to keep his life under the hands of the villain boss.

Observing his expression, Vespa suddenly tightened his arms, and whispered in his ear with a suggestive voice, "What bad idea are you planning, sir?"

Joker's pupils constricted, and his [-] torture methods flew out of his brain almost instantly.

The bloody woman!

Without the slightest hesitation, Vespa gently pressed a kiss on his lips, and she leaned her body against him. The overly soft touch made Joker's thoughts a little inexplicably anxious.

The femme fatale's white and slender fingers caressed his cheeks, her soft lips pressed against his, kissing him one after another, that uncontrollable charm was full of temptation.

She didn't seem to be worried about the dangerous driving posture at this time, the soft and warm lips seduced him ambiguously, Joker wantonly invaded the fragrance in her mouth, and her arms continued to tighten.

In the process, he was still driving the sports car at a high speed.

Joker felt that he shouldn't touch her skin again, and that feeling made his blood boil.

He should have tortured her cruelly, instead of being cowardly changed by her.

He should even slap her immediately, anyway, he has never been a gentleman who doesn't hit women, but when his kitty touched his lips, he only longed to hold her tighter, almost squeezed her whole body into the body.

He was Gotham's most feared chief villain, but he was as docile as a cat under her kiss.

damn it!Who is the master!