Venom My Wife

On the other side, Venom found a black Lolita and went to the fitting room to change it.

When she came out, Venom's original mature lady's figure instantly turned into a pretty girl's appearance, and her black hair also turned into a silver ponytail, shaking gently with her movements.

"Brother, is it good-looking?"

Venom shouted Chino in a delicate voice, with a smile on her face.

"Good looking, no matter when, you're the best."

Chino responded with a smile, his eyes full of pampering.

"I only give 82 points for this answer."

Venom held his hands in front of his chest, raised his head slightly, and said in a pretended dissatisfaction.

"What about 18 points left?"

Chino caught the conversation.

Venom smiled sly, leaned close to Chino's ear and whispered, "Send it to you 666 tonight."

After saying that, he blinked at Chino.

The clown blinked in confusion, looking back and forth on Venom.

"Did the girl shrink a little before? And her hair color looks like mine."

"Halley, do you really think your one is love?" Pamela asked with a sincere look and a hint of worry.

"Of course, my little red, I love the clown, the clown loves me, otherwise why did he kill others and not kill me, so this is love."

Harley's face was filled with a firm and obsessive look, as if this was the unquestionable truth.

"Then will your clown take you out to see the scenery? Space, ocean, mountains."

Pamela looked straight into Halle's eyes, speaking seriously.

“We watched the city at night while racing.”

Halle's voice was a little weaker.

"Will you give you trust and give you his throne?"

"Yes, I often sit on his chair."

Halle's eyes began to dodge.

"Will you give you money and let you spend it casually?"

“Our relationship is not measured by money.”

Halle's tone was no longer firm.

"Will that protect you when you are in danger?"

"…No need to bother him, I can solve all the trouble."

Halle's voice became less and less.

"Will you be by your side when you come to your aunt and make you happy?"

“…”

Harley opened her mouth but couldn't speak.

"Will you let go of everything and come to you when you need it?"

"…this doesn't mean anything. Your little pudding also abandons you and quarrels with other women. He doesn't love you."

As if he was poked into the pain, Harley began to fight back, trying to cover up her inner wave.

"But I said he has done all those with me, and... dear."

Palmela shouted.

Chino, who had been prepared for a long time, instantly appeared beside Pamela.

"What are some instructions, my queen!"

Chino saluted slightly, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Kiss me!"

Chino hugged Pamela's waist without hesitation and gave a deep kiss. The two hugged each other tightly, as if nothing around them had disappeared.

Harley was stunned by the sudden face-to-face critical strike, and she fell into a daze, completely at a loss.

"Huh...Okay, I'm going to suffocate when I kiss you."

Pamela patted Chino lightly and said gasping.

Chino smiled and said, "Today it's orange-flavored."

The clown girl next to her finally came to her senses, and her eyes gradually became angry and painful from dullness.

She walked to the corner without saying a word, pulled out a baseball bat, and then started smashing it like crazy.

The clothes hangers in the store were smashed to pieces, and the glass windows were smashed to pieces, and fragments were scattered all over the floor.

She yelled loudly while smashing, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances and unwillingness in her heart.

In this crazy move, the clown girl finally began to understand the fact that the clown didn't love her, and tears poured out of her eyes uncontrollably, mixed with sweat and anger.

The store manager hid under the counter with a bitter look on his face, and looked at the mess in the store, feeling helpless.

No matter how important things are, life is, they are not important. She is already used to all the chaos in Gotham.

When the clown girl finally calmed down, she sat on the ground and cried silently, Pamela walked up to her and hugged her gently.

"Xiaohong, that bastard has been playing tricks on me, I'm going to break up!"

The clown girl hugged Pamela's waist and cried heartbrokenly in her arms.

Chino came to the counter and threw down a big gold brick.

The store has part of the responsibility of its girlfriend when it becomes like this, so the compensation still needs to be given.

And it will be gone later.

Chino looked at the clown girl who was still crying and rubbing around Pamela's arms, frowned, pulled the collar around her neck, and pulled her apart.

He remembered that there was an episode of the comic that the two got married, so they couldn't let the clown girl have such ideas.

The clown girl was furious by this sudden suffocation. No matter who you are, she picked up the stick and smashed it over.

"We're going to have some fun, do you want to be together?" Chino said.

"Fun, I like fun."

The clown girl suddenly became energetic, threw the stick and jumped up excitedly.

The sadness of the broken heart just now disappeared without a trace.

This is the clown girl, capricious and unpredictable.

The Robins in the car couldn't help feeling anxious when they looked at the three people who had not appeared for a long time.

"I'll check the situation."

Dick said, opening the door to get out of the car, pretending to be a passerby, and walking casually towards the door of the store.

However, inadvertently swept over, his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw a man wearing an owl mask holding a head in his hand, and the face of that head was the mysterious man that appeared from the manor.

On the ground, there were two women lying in a pool of blood. The tragic scene made Dick's breathing stagnate instantly, and a chill rushed up from his spine.

The owl man threw down his head and lifted his knife to walk towards the corner.

"stop!"

Dick shouted angrily, quickly pulled out his short stick and rushed towards the owl man.

The two fought in an instant, and they fought each other in close combat, making a series of crisp collisions.

After a few rounds, several wounds were cut open on Dick's body, and blood stained his clothes red.

Dick's short stick hit the owl man, and the other party didn't know the pain and had no defense.

Soon, Dick was kicked to the ground.

"Dick Grayson, you should have been one of us."

The dry sound of the owl man sounded, and the sound seemed to come from the deep cave, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, with a strange dullness.

"What do you mean?"

Dick Grayson endured the pain and glared.

"You'll know, Bruce Wayne isn't the first one."

The owl man raised his knife, and the blade flashed with a cold and cold light under the dim light.