Little Cute Survival Guide [Comprehensive English and American]

"Crooked, big bad wolf, are you coming back for dinner today?"

Sixteen fell down on the sofa and learned to ride an air bike with the host on the TV. After exercising, his face was flushed, and he whispered into the microphone: "I stewed white fungus and lotus seed soup, and added stomach-nourishing The medicinal materials are going in!"

Jason on the other side of the communicator responded. He didn't know what he was doing, and there was still a trace of murderous intent in his cold voice, and finally calmed down slowly in the question of Sixteen: "Good boy, I will Hurry back soon."

His voice softened, but the cold murderous intent in his body did not dissipate, and the cold eyes under the red hood made people shudder even more, which made several gangster criminals tremble.

Sixteen in the safe house didn't know anything about it. When she heard this sentence, she jumped up in surprise for a second, and confirmed it very happily: "Really? You lied to me as a puppy!"

Jason paused for a moment, his cold eyes swept over the gang leaders in front of him who dared not make a sound, and he patiently did not hang up the phone directly: "What are you doing?"

The Sixteen puffed up his cheeks, accusing in a grievous and grim voice, "Of course I'm waiting for you to go home, villain!"

Since arriving in Gotham, Jason has become very busy. It seems that there are endless things to do and endless fights every day.

Sixteen is bored by herself. Although there is a lot of gossip on the TV, the people in it can't communicate with her. How can Sixteen, who is a small talker, bear this kind of loneliness!

She curled up a strand of soft hair with her fingertips, twirled it unconsciously, and complained: "I'm so bored, you don't play with me, and I don't know anyone else, except waiting for you to come back, like me There's nothing else to do."

She was right, this is Gotham, for the safety of Sixteen, and also in order not to show her traces in front of Batman, Jason did not allow her to contact other people, she was like a real kitten, raised in in his safe house.

But Jason understands better than anyone else that Sixteen is a real little girl, she is too lively and cheerful, she talks and looks soft, and loves all interesting gadgets.

He couldn't keep keeping the kitten in the cage.

Jason clenched his hands unconsciously. After a while, he regained his composure and said as if nothing had happened, "Wait until I come back, okay?"

Sixteen kissed the receiver three times, and said happily: "Okay! MUA! MUA! MUA!"

The little girl hung up the phone, but Jason didn't immediately put away the communicator. He was sitting on the top chair of Gotham's underground gang meeting at the moment. on the table.

Not far below him, there were black suits kneeling all over the ground and covering their heads for defense. These people were both male and female, and they were all former leaders of Gotham's underground gangs.

About half an hour ago, Jason dealt with the guards on the periphery, forced his way in and suppressed them by force.

They knelt on the ground in submission, and their eyes glanced up in panic from time to time, watching the terrible devil fiddle with the communicator thoughtfully. The object of the red hood's soft tone is also extremely curious.

Finally, Jason took the initiative to break the atmosphere of silence.

"I don't want to waste my time with you garbage and trash, so shut up now and listen carefully, because I will never say this sentence a second time."

The outlaw wearing a red hood casually turned the wooden barn mouth, pointed it at the trembling gang leaders below, and threatened: "My conditions have been made very clear, that batch of goods are not allowed to be sold to students. and minors."

The woman in the black dress had a pale face, and forced a fake smile: "What you said is, of course... How much profit do you want from that product?"

They didn't have the slightest intention to resist, because everyone here had heard of the reputation of the red hood. This emerging super criminal was simply the uncrowned king of Gotham's underground gang, and he could even retreat from Batman's hands.

The red hood bowed her head and glanced at her, and replied with casual indifference: "[-] to [-] points, I six and you four."

"—Four Six?! You are too greedy!"

One of the men said angrily: "Aren't you afraid of supporting yourself with such a big appetite? This is Gotham! Do you think no one can punish you? Batman won't sit idly by, you broke the balance of Gotham underground! "

I don't know where this sentence angered Jason. His face quickly became gloomy in an instant, and a blue vein representing reason on his forehead was broken. Gotham."

He turned the wooden barn mouth like lightning, and without hesitation pressed the cold wooden barn against the man in the suit who was violently heaving with fright: "But you have to understand one thing."

His complexion was extremely different, and a layer of violent and raging destructive desire gradually spread in his eyes, and he said with an uncertain expression: "I'm not negotiating terms with you, understand."

The air was silent, and the man in the suit who was still angry at the profit sharing last second was terrified, his pupils almost shrank to the extreme, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

And Jason had obviously lost the patience to communicate. His eyes became darker, and his aggressive aura almost condensed into substance. With a hot aura of tyranny and irritability, it filled every corner of the underground conference room without hesitation.

There was a crazy yet calm light in his dark green eyes, and he said hoarsely: "If you don't agree, you will die. I mean all of you. Now, does anyone have any other questions?"

"..." They succumbed.

This lunatic, who broke all the unspoken rules of Gotham with violence, has no fear of Batman at all.

——Ashiliu's cat ear stockings dividing line——

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Jason took out the key and opened the door of the safe house. Unsurprisingly, he was attacked by a cartoon pillow with the pattern of Superman vs. Batman.

And Xiao Naixiu stood on the sofa with her hips crossed, and she was about to jump over with a leap of faith: "You have good reflexes!"

She was halfway preparing for the action, when she suddenly noticed the bandage on Jason's waist, the little girl opened her eyes, slammed on the brakes like hair blown, and said angrily, "Who hit you!"

Jason glanced at his attire belatedly. It took him nearly an hour to deal with the gangster guards. His hood was severely damaged and scratched due to the ammunition fight, and his brown leather jacket was also wrinkled.

You can't blame Sixteen for thinking this way, because he looks like he just finished a battle that hurt both sides. Although he was not injured, he always looked a little embarrassed.

Sixteen worriedly touched his thin waist, where a few blood-oozing bandages were casually wrapped. It was a slight wound from a stray bullet, and it had almost healed after a while.

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly blew on his waist, saying in unison, "How can we fight without milk! Let's beat him together next time!"

"It's just a skin trauma, I've dealt with it myself."

Jason didn't pay much attention to this little injury, and even pressed down on Sixteen, who was going to turn over the drunken cherry blossoms, and refused: "Don't worry, I need it, sometimes the pain will wake me up."

???

What's so good about the wound hurting... Don't be so literary, can you!You are past the age of youth pain literature.

Sixteen looked at him in disbelief, with a fat face on his face, and said in a daze, "Did I hear something wrong, the pain made you sober? Say it again."

Jason stroked the top of her hair, and realized the difference between Sixteen and Ruan Ruan more clearly. Bruce's little fox looks soft and cute, but in fact, he has seen the warmth and coldness of the world, experienced life and death, but never show.

And his kitten is still childish, she is a real little girl, she doesn't understand the world of adults at all, she is just a naive child.

Jason put the Superman v Batman pillow aside and confirmed, "Sometimes the pain wakes me up."

Sixteen: "..." It's over, this is a fool.

The little girl acted as if she hadn't heard this sentence, and dutifully swiped the treatment, but Jason still found that Sixteen was a little unhappy. Although the little guy didn't glar at him, his delicate brows frowned. .

He was silent for a while, his eyes fell on the bandage that Sixteen had thrown aside, and he looked at her again: "Unhappy?"

Sixteen didn't want to talk to him, so he snorted with integrity, without looking at his face: "Yes, I asked the question knowingly."

Her mission is to protect Jason's safety, but he always hurts himself all over the body, and that time half a month ago, I don't know who he fought with, and when he came back, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen... Why is he so handsome? You can slap your face!

After about half a minute, Sixteen who didn't wait for Jason to ask "why he's unhappy" became even more unhappy!

Xiao Naixiu gritted her teeth in a leap of faith, and said angrily, "You don't ask me why I'm unhappy!"

That's right!Jason didn't even ask why she was unhappy!Men are big pigs, let him guess but can't guess, let him coax but can't coax, what use do I need you!

Jason, the straight man of steel, was confused: "..."

Sixteen didn't want to compete with the straight man, so he leaned over with a face of grief and indignation, and poked the other's strong chest muscles while angrily said: "Oh, bad guy! I'm too difficult."

Jason patted her back reassuringly, and he felt the same way, sorry for his kitten: "Sorry."

——He also apologized, he didn't understand girls at all!

... Forget it, my mission object, I want to finish breastfeeding him even if I cry, I am the bravest Qixiu warrior.

Sixteen knocked his head on Jason's shoulder, and said to Jason depressedly: "I'll tell you this sentence once, remember it, I won't say this kind of thing a second time!"

She pursed her lower lip, covering her eyes as if she was a little ashamed, not wanting to see Jason's expression, and said reluctantly, "It's just... I will be very sad if you get hurt."

Jason's expression paused: "I know."

Of course I know this, you are my cat.

Sixteen: "???"

Sixteen had a question mark on his head, and almost sprayed back three times in a row: You know?You know what (beep——) ah!Do you know that I will be sad and then sprint for eight hundred miles!