"Fear! I want to become the deepest fear in your heart!"
"Hey! Handsome guy! Do you want to open this door and play with me? I promise I can make you feel great!"
"Kid! Open this damn cell door and let me out! I'm the king of Gotham!"
"Let me out! Wealth, power, beauty, everything you want, I can give you!"
"Hehe, do you want to play a fun guessing game with me?"
"Come, come closer, let me give you a sweet and unforgettable kiss."
…
As Zuo Si and Davian slowly walked through a dark corridor, all kinds of laughter, screams, threats, intimidation, temptations, and inexplicable mutterings could be heard from the cells on both sides.
This is Gotham City's famous “Arkham Vocational and Technical College”, the warm home of countless villains and criminals, and the “Dragon Field” where they study and gain enlightenment.
Although it is still a medical institution in name, it has actually become Batman's private prison and "Center for Research on Crime and Abnormal Human Beings".
Anyone sent to this place will not only be unable to receive treatment or recover, but their condition will become worse due to the mutual influence between each other, and they may even constantly break through their own limits and complete super evolution like Pokémon.
In other words, Arkham is a typical place for breeding Gu.
Heroes from all walks of life who have been driven crazy by the terrible environment of Gotham City gather here to celebrate this event.
Batman may not even realize that by doing this, he is actually giving these mentally ill super criminals an opportunity to learn from each other and communicate.
Normal people who come in will go crazy, and madmen and psychopaths who come in will become even crazier.
The most typical example is "Joker Girl" Harley Quinn, who was wearing only a vacuum vest and lace panties in the room not far away, and kept posing and posing in seductive postures through the iron fence.
This poor psychiatrist was trying to treat the clown, but was instead influenced by his crazy charm and fell into it.
Although she has now come to her senses and parted ways with the Joker, her personality has already undergone irreversible changes.
Not only is it violent and flamboyant, but it is also changeable and capricious.
Maybe they are laughing and even dancing passionately with someone in the last second, but in the next second they will swing a baseball bat and smash someone's head or lower body.
In addition, the doctors and guards working here are also in high-risk occupations.
About half of them, like Harley Quinn, have unknowingly become lunatics and psychopaths.
Others fell into darkness and became accomplices of super criminals.
Only a very few determined people can escape unscathed.
Especially between doctors, they may be colleagues today, but become patients tomorrow.
To be honest, Zuo Si totally couldn't understand why Batman would keep such a hell of a place. Was it to keep increasing his strength?
Through mental magic, he easily read all kinds of chaotic thoughts that were irrational and illogical.
Especially the clown whose eyes and laughter reveal endless madness. It is estimated that after being thrown into the bottomless abyss, he will be blessed by the will of the abyss in minutes, and then grow rapidly and replace Graz'zt to become one of the new three giants.
Because he has surpassed most demon lords in thought and philosophy, and possesses higher pursuits beyond narrow interests, he may bring the bottomless abyss of chaotic evil to unprecedented new heights.
It's like Zuo Si took the lawful evil hell of Baator to a whole new level.
It can be said that the evil souls of every patient imprisoned in Arkham are of very high quality, and are the kind of treasures that creatures in the lower planes would fight for at all costs.
"Master, we have been here for more than fifteen minutes."
Davian, who was following behind, suddenly spoke up and reminded him.
Zuo Si asked without even turning his head: "So?"
"So the bat is probably coming soon. Because when you came in, you neither concealed your identity nor blocked the surveillance camera. The most important thing is that he knows me and is wary and cautious of me." Davian explained helplessly.
As a relatively sunny and cheerful person, he really couldn't imagine what Bruce Wayne had experienced to become so suspicious. He behaved like a person with extreme persecution delusion and had a creepy and strong desire for control.
Any individual that it deems too powerful will inevitably become an imaginary enemy.
No matter how kind, noble, just, and selfless this person appears to be.
Because in Batman's eyes, people change.
Perhaps the heroes who stand up to fight against evil now will gradually be smoothed over by the years, or even corrupted by money, wealth and women, or they may fall into darkness and become enemies under the control of pain, despair and strong emotions of revenge.
Similar situations have happened in Gotham more than once.
Even a prosecutor like Dent, who did his best to uphold justice, bravely declared war on the huge criminal group in the entire city, and was regarded as the only hope, eventually became a terrible two-faced person.
This shows how terrifying the power of Gotham, this big melting pot, is.
So Bruce Wayne never completely trusts anyone, not even his closest comrade Gordon.
He even developed an anti-Batman plan, creating a robot that could completely restrain himself, and deleted all memories of the plan from his brain afterwards, just to ensure that he could be successfully killed by the robot after the plan was launched.
Yes, you read that right.
This guy didn't even let himself go, he truly treated everyone fairly and impartially...
Just from this point we can see how serious his mental and psychological illness is. He can even be described as an inhuman monster.
Many people may think that among all the heroes and villains with powerful superpowers, the mortal Batman represents human courage, perseverance and wisdom.
Little did people know that he had long gone beyond the scope of humanity in terms of thought, will and spirit. He was even more like a real devil than Superman, the god on earth. Even the extremely insane Joker would have to admit defeat.
"It doesn't matter. We didn't do anything anyway. We just came here for a visit. I also want to meet this Batman and find out what's going on with his mental state."
Zuo Si touched his chin with an expectant look.
After all, anyone who knows the master will definitely be interested in his thoughts and psychology.
Davian couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "Are you sure you want to meet that mentally ill guy? I feel that under his seemingly calm and rational appearance, he hides a soul that is darker and crazier than Igwilfu, Isadora and Alena."
"Haha, you have to understand that madness is just an outward manifestation."
Zuo Si paused deliberately, then walked straight to the door of the cell where Harley Quinn was, reached out and gently stroked the cheek of the woman who was showing an enjoyable expression, and continued to talk to himself: "Did you see her? She is also capricious and crazy, but do you know the biggest difference between her and the Joker?"
moment!
The clown girl, who was acting like a kitten acting coquettishly to her owner in the previous second, suddenly changed her attitude in the next second and quickly grabbed Zuo Si's arm that was stretched into the fence.
She first used her broad chest to hold his forearm and wrist tightly, then jumped up from the spot and passed through the railing with her two slender white legs, obviously wanting to clamp Zuo Si's neck and strangle him to death.
In less than a second, Harley Quinn demonstrated her close-range grappling skills and incredible body flexibility to the fullest.
If it were an ordinary person, his neck would probably have been clamped tightly by two thighs by now, and he might even be able to feel the breath of the sea before he died.
But the problem is that she obviously chose the wrong person this time.
Although Zuo Si did not resist at all from beginning to end, and even enjoyed this Gotham-style warm welcome, his terrifying physical fitness and basic attributes were still not something that Harley Quinn could shake.
No matter how Harley Quinn shook her body to try to pull the person over, he stood there motionless, and even his arm, which was holding a living person, did not tremble at all.
Davian didn't even pay any attention to the sudden attack from this crazy woman. He stood there with a frown on his face, thinking for a moment, and responded in an uncertain tone: "Could it be that the Joker's madness is more thorough, and Harley Quinn is simply influenced by him and still retains a certain degree of rationality?"
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No! The difference between the two lies in the control of the boundary between madness and rationality.
Although the Joker is crazy, he would never do anything like what he is doing now without careful consideration.
While pursuing evil and chaos, he will analyze his opponents' psychology, seize the weaknesses in human nature to make his opponents struggle constantly, and lead them into the abyss of darkness little by little.
In other words, it is to unearth the true evil hidden behind the mask of hypocrisy.
And our beautiful and lovely Miss Harley Quinn is just a simple imitator, just like those idiots who are obsessed with chasing stars and cannot distinguish between reality. She simply thinks that the Joker's behavior and style are cool and full of inexplicable attraction.
She did not understand the real intention behind the killing, destruction and panic-mongering that seemed to have no purpose but the pursuit of excitement.
Our Batman is the exact opposite.
He can understand the motives behind all of the Joker's actions, and they are even the same kind of people at heart.
It's just that when faced with future choices, I resolutely took another path.
A path destined to be oppressive and painful, a path of self-torture and redemption. "
As these words came out of his mouth, the clown who had been laughing wildly suddenly stretched out his arms from the iron bars and clapped his hands vigorously.
Snap, snap, snap—
“Hahahaha! Wonderful analysis and metaphor!
I have to admit that you are the second person after that bat who has such a clear understanding of the relationship between us.
and……
I can feel the darkness and evil emanating from your soul.
Please allow me to welcome you on behalf of Gotham, dear friend.
Your taste and style are worthy of this city."
"Thank you. It's my pleasure."
Zuo Si smiled and bowed gracefully to the Joker. Suddenly, a terrifying aura was released from his body, which instantly frightened Harley Quinn, who was riding on his arm, so much that her hair stood on end. She jumped up and hid in the corner of the room like a frightened cat, with tension and fear in her eyes.
Almost at the same time, the entire Arkham went from being in chaos to being completely silent; even a pin drop could be heard.
A large number of fearless lunatics, psychopaths and super criminals were all looking at the young man standing in the middle of the corridor with awe-filled eyes, as if they had discovered their natural enemy and did not dare to make any unusual movements.
Appreciating the silent reactions of these guys, Zuo Si immediately showed a satisfied expression, walked straight to the cell where the clown was, and asked in a very kind tone: "Excuse me, are you interested in selling your soul?"
"Selling your soul? Hahahaha! Are you a devil who has come to the world?"
The clown asked back with a wild laugh without any fear at all.
“No, I prefer to call myself a devil.
Don't worry, this is not mandatory, it's a consensual transaction.
I have a contract here. When you figure it out, sign your name on it and make a wish to it.
Then your wish will come true.
You can use it to directly destroy a city, make millions or tens of millions of people disappear from the world, or get enough wealth to buy a country, or even resurrect the dead.
How about that? Doesn't it sound tempting? Now the contract belongs to you."
After saying that, Zuo Si passed a parchment scroll that smelled burnt through the window.
The clown took it and glanced at it, then laughed even more crazily, as if he might pass out at any moment.
When the other prisoners on this floor saw this scene, they all showed envy and jealousy.
After all, as mortals, they do not understand the meaning of this contract to sell their souls, but they have a strong desire for wealth and power.
Especially the Penguin Man who was closest to the scene. Not only did his knuckles turn white from gripping the iron railings due to excessive force, but his breathing also became abnormally rapid.
As the only relatively normal person in Arkham, he could already imagine the benefits he could gain from using the deterrent power created by this contract.
Just when the atmosphere at the scene became a little weird, a heavy sound of footsteps suddenly came from the fire escape at the rear.
The next second...
The door that was originally tightly closed was suddenly kicked open with a bang, and a tall figure covered in a black cloak appeared in everyone's sight.
Batman has finally arrived!
However, when he saw the intact cells and that no prisoners had escaped or died, he suddenly became very confused.
Because he originally thought that Davian was here to slaughter those super criminals in Arkham Asylum who had shed the blood of innocent people.
But now it seems that this is obviously not the case.
Especially the Sun Knight's respectful and obedient attitude towards Zuo Si, which made Bruce Wayne suddenly have a bad premonition in his heart, and he immediately asked: "Why are you here?"
"Because the master asked me to bring him to Arkham for inspection."
Davian told the truth without any disguise.
"Owner?!"
Batman quickly turned his gaze to Zuo Si.
In his impression, the power displayed by this unknown Davian was already exaggerated enough, even more so than the Superman in Metropolis today.
It is simply impossible to imagine that such a powerful being would call a young man who looks only in his early twenties his master.
Moreover, the criminals imprisoned on this floor were too quiet, almost eerie in its quietness.
"Hello, dear Batman, my name is Soth, nice to meet you."
Zuo Si maintained the most basic courtesy and demeanor as always.
"What is your purpose here?"
The master emitted his signature low electronic sound through the loudspeaker.
It can be seen that he is very nervous and alert at this moment, looking as if he is facing a formidable enemy.
Zuo Size replied with a relaxed look, "I don't have any special purpose, I just want to come and see what kind of monsters this dark and twisted city of Gotham has created.
I have to say, you really did not disappoint me.
Especially in terms of kindness towards enemies, it is simply astonishing.
Although there is a phenomenon in psychology that people always subconsciously hurt their closest relatives, but are particularly tolerant of strangers.
Because in the inherent cognition, no matter what kind of behavior you do, close relatives such as family and friends will always forgive you, so there is no need to deliberately disguise or suppress yourself.
But it's rare to find someone who can do it to your level.
Have you never felt that you are too harsh on your family and friends?
Look at these criminals you caught. Which one of them doesn't have a lot of blood on his hands? Yet they can continue to live here without worries about food and clothing, and they can even watch TV and read newspapers.
But how do you treat your friends and relatives? Think about those Robins who had a miserable end, and think about those policemen and ordinary people who were retaliated against and their families were destroyed because they provided you with information. Have you ever shown them even a little bit of kindness?
Don't get me wrong, I'm not blaming you.
I just want to understand the inner logic of all your actions.
This is really, really interesting! To me, your soul is a mixture of light and dark, good and evil, order and chaos in a way that doesn't make sense at all.
The chaos that seemed to exist in the dark void was so fascinating.
Allow me to do a deep spiritual and psychological study of you.
Please! "
As the last word came out of his mouth, Bruce Wayne's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and his whole body shook slightly twice involuntarily.
Although he was wearing a bat mask so his face could not be seen clearly, everyone present could be sure that the face under the mask must be pale and bloodless.
But Zuo Si had no intention of stopping. Instead, he further stimulated the other party's most sensitive nerve.
"Oh, you're angry.
But it's no wonder.
After all, the truth always hurts the most.
I believe that with your intelligence, you should not have failed to realize that Arkham Asylum and Blackgate Prison cannot hold these guys.
Maybe it's a few months, maybe it's a few years, they always find a way to escape.
Moreover, the system and laws of this country determine that as long as enough money can be paid, nothing can be traded.
Remember those gang leaders you sent to jail?
Some of them were sentenced to short prison terms through plea bargaining, and were able to be released on medical parole after serving just one or two years in prison.
Even in prison, he lived a luxurious life like staying in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel.
How about that? Doesn't it sound ironic? Even if you think you have won a case, the judicial process has not brought any justice.
Because there is no necessary connection between law and justice from the beginning.
If that's the case, then why do you believe in the law so much and think it is sacred and inviolable? Also, you think you are a criminal, so you have no right to judge and decide the life and death of others, even if the other party is an unforgivable bastard.
Why do we think that judges who have intricate interests with politicians, financial groups, gangs, religious organizations and other institutions have such power? Don't they form cliques and abuse their power for personal gain?
Don't be naive!
The so-called separation of powers has been a joke from the very beginning.
There has never been any legal system in the world that is independent of the state, and all laws serve politics.
This means that all of the above are just excuses you prepare to explain the principle of not killing.
Finally, please allow me to make a bold guess that the principle of not killing that you adhere to in your heart is actually a lock you put on yourself.
You are afraid that once this lock is opened, the dark side of human nature will swallow up the last ray of light like a tide, and then turn into a being more insane and terrifying than the clown. "
"Shut up!!!!!"
Bruce Wayne's defense was obviously broken, and he rushed over with his fists raised to fight with Zuo Si, trying to beat this annoying guy up.
You know, he specially wore the unfinished "Anti-Davidian Heavy Armor" today, and also prepared a kryptonite spear that was originally intended to be used against Superman.
If that sandbag-sized power fist hits the wall, a large area will collapse immediately.
But just when this alloy fist was about to come into close contact with the right half of Zuo Si's face, it suddenly encountered an invisible force field.
Before Batman could react to what was happening, the attack deflected uncontrollably to the outside, and then with a loud bang, a large hole was created on the ground.
Fortunately, Arkham Asylum was specially reinforced to detain these dangerous criminals, otherwise it would have required a skylight connecting to the lower level.
shock!
stunned!
incredible!
The master's eyes and expression at this moment were as if he had seen a ghost.
"Don't waste your energy. The methods you currently have are completely ineffective against me."
Zuo Si stood there and pretended to be kind and gave a reminder.
Unfortunately, Batman did not give up. Instead, he used the power of the mecha to the extreme like a madman, constantly punching and attacking, trying to break arms and fingers by grappling, and trying to use a spear made of kryptonite to penetrate non-lethal parts such as the abdomen and thighs...
But unfortunately, all these attacks were ultimately unable to break through even the outermost protective force field, not to mention the numerous protective spells cast on the body and the skin that was so hard that it was completely immune to magic weapons below +5.
This one-sided and ineffective beating lasted for six or seven minutes until Bruce Wayne had exhausted all his strength. The mecha became riddled with holes due to the reaction of the deflected force field, and electric sparks appeared from time to time. Only then did it finally stop.
With heavy breathing, he fell to his knees on one knee with a thud as the supporting frame of the mecha's left leg was broken, looking so desolate and powerless.
Quiet! Very, very quiet! Even the super criminals who had a deep hatred for Batman held their breath at the same time.
Because they know better than anyone how terrifying this bat is.
But now, such a dark cloud hanging over Gotham City is powerless in front of another man who calls himself the devil.
The latter didn't even launch any counterattack, but just stood there and allowed himself to be beaten at will.
"Have you vented enough?"
Zuo Si asked softly, still looking as polite as before.
"Who are you?"
Bruce Wayne struggled to stand up, holding on to the wall.
“Someone who’s very interested in you, that’s all.
Don't worry, I'm not your enemy and I have no interest in conquering the world or committing mass murder.
If possible, I hope that after you go back today, you can think carefully about the questions I raised and answer them.
I will visit you at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning with Davidian.
Finally, thank you for your cooperation.
This is really important to me.”
After saying this, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly, then disappeared without a trace along with the Sun Knight.
"Wait! Eh—"
Just when Batman wanted to call out to Zuo Si, he was suddenly shocked to find that his mecha, which had been in tatters due to overuse, had somehow recovered to its original state.
No! That's not right!
It's not just a simple reply! It's also been upgraded in all directions! Especially the device on the chest, made of unknown material, can generate tens of billions of joules of energy per second, and the helmet has become an extremely advanced holographic projection screen.
In order to confirm the changes in the armor, Bruce Wayne didn't have time to think about it. He rushed out of Arkham Asylum and took the Batplane hovering in the sky and returned directly to his nest.
The moment they took off their armor and saw the internal structure, both he and his assistant, Alfred, were stunned.
"Oh my God! Sir, I think this is absolutely impossible to achieve the level of technology on Earth.
Look at this small controlled nuclear fusion reactor, and these conductive structures that are so sophisticated that they are almost as complex as human neural tissue.
If it is made into various products, it will definitely be easy to make tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of dollars.
And this is just a transformation that the other party completed in an instant."
Alfred couldn't help but exclaim.
"Compared to the Kryptonian fleet led by General Zod that invaded the earth before, which one is more advanced?" Bruce Wayne asked seriously.
Alfred smiled bitterly and shook his head: “I’m sorry, sir, the technology on both sides is very advanced, and it’s difficult for me to make an accurate assessment.
But what is certain is that if the other party wants to do something, we will not be able to stop it with our power.
Judging from his performance today, he doesn't seem to be hostile.
Otherwise, there would be no need to just take the beating without fighting back, and I also helped you upgrade a powerful power armor for free, right?"
"But this man who calls himself Soth and his subordinate Davian are just as dangerous as the god on earth in Metropolis. They are all completely unrestrained forces."
As he said this, Bruce Wayne frowned very noticeably.
Alfred turned around and warned solemnly: “My lord, you cannot treat all overly powerful forces as potential enemies, especially those who have expressed enough goodwill.
You can't defeat so many powerful opponents at the same time, you will only put yourself in a desperate situation.
What's more, I think what Mr. Sos said makes a lot of sense.
You really should pay attention to your mental health.
You have to know that normal people would not give up the good life of a billionaire and fight criminals outside every day wearing masks.
And you are not young anymore, it's time to think about retirement, marriage and having children.
Otherwise, the Wayne family may be completely extinct in your generation."
"Come on, Alfred, you know there's no way I'm going to retire at a time like this."
Bruce Wayne rolled his eyes. Apparently, like many other unmarried men and women of advanced age, he had long been immune to the pressure from his elders to get married.
Alfred sighed helplessly: "Oh, okay.
So please tell me what you are going to do next? Continue to make plans to deal with Superman? Or deal with these two mysterious guys first? I think Mr. South is not lying. He is really very interested in your psychology and spirit, and also in those abnormal super criminals in Arkham Asylum. "
Bruce Wayne poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip, staring at the sci-fi armor in front of him for half a minute before responding, "Please prepare a hearty lunch tomorrow at noon. I want to see what this guy named Soth wants to do. If there is really no threat, I will consider joining forces with him to deal with Superman."
“This is the wise choice.”
Alfred immediately smiled with satisfaction, then turned around to plan the menu for tomorrow's lunch.
Although he himself has good cooking skills, he still needs to hire a team of professional chefs for occasions like this when entertaining distinguished guests.
Bruce Wayne calmed down and began to analyze and structure the entire set of armor.
On the one hand, it was to obtain the advanced technology contained in it; on the other hand, he never trusted anyone, and always felt that there might be something in this mecha that was unfavorable to him, so he had to check it once before he could feel at ease.
…
At the same time, Zuo Si and Davian, who had left Arkham Asylum, came to a roadside restaurant with a pretty good environment and ordered a table full of local specialties.
As they ate, they chatted about the various magical events that had happened in the city recently.
Especially Davian, who had a lot to say, kept complaining about the corruption and incompetence of Gotham's government agencies, the rampant gangs, and the mentally ill criminals everywhere.
It was not difficult to tell from his extremely disdainful attitude that he did not like this city at all, and even had an urge to destroy it.
Zuo Si comforted him nonchalantly, "You have to understand that chaos, distortion and evil are the underlying colors of this city. Don't try to change it, because any change will only lead to disaster."
"So what exactly is my mission?"
There was a hint of doubt in Davian's eyes.
"Your mission is to be a pair of eyes and help me keep an eye on this world. By the way, how is Badi doing in Metropolis?"
Zuo Si suddenly remembered the vampire queen who was also placed in this world.
The Sun Knight answered without hesitation: "She is now the Black Sun, and has completed her mission, successfully obtaining Superman's blood and genetic material. I sent it back almost two months ago."
"Two months ago? Does that mean Jinjitaxia should be conducting artificial insemination experiments?"
Zuo Si's eyes lit up slightly, as if he saw a spectacular scene of a group of super soldiers who were extremely powerful, invulnerable to swords and guns, able to fly in outer space, whose eyes could emit heat vision and freeze everything with a breath, fighting for him.
He was also very curious about whether the life code in Superman's body could be passed on to his offspring.
If he were cloned, would it create another Superman or a monster like Doomsday?
Davian nodded slightly: “Yes.
According to the information sent back by the planeswalker, the floating city of Mutahal has already started relevant experiments.
However, considering that the Kryptonians' power comes from the sun, they do not ripen the fetus too quickly.
Instead, it is placed in a transparent artificial womb and exposed to direct sunlight from outer space without any shielding, twenty-four hours a day.
If nothing goes wrong, the first batch should be able to meet the basic requirements soon.
If the artificially inseminated individual is healthy and has no defects, then the second step of cloning experiments will be put on the agenda."
"That sounds like good news. It won't be long before I have an ultimate army made up entirely of Superman's descendants. And after being transformed with the oil, it can make up for their weak resistance to magic and their easy to be controlled weaknesses."
After saying that, Zuo Si picked up the cup and took a sip of the iced drink, watching with interest the climax chase between a passerby and a thief outside the window.
Similar situations occur almost every ten minutes or so.
Most of the unlucky ones are outsiders who come to Gotham for the first time.
Because only an outsider would be foolish enough to put his wallet and valuables in a pocket that is too conspicuous or easy to be taken out.
Real locals will carefully put it in their inner pockets to avoid unnecessary financial losses.
Just as the passerby caught up with the thief, grabbed him and raised his fist, the smell of perfume suddenly came from far away.
As a subconscious first reaction, Zuo Si turned his head to take a look, and found a tall, sexy and beautiful woman walking towards him with elegant steps, her eyes staring at the gem-studded magic rings on his hands.
When she came close to the table, the woman deliberately pulled up her skirt, revealing the straps of her black stockings and her white, attractive thighs. Then, with a very obscure movement, she raised her other hand and blew a cloud of smoke at the two men.
After doing all this, she pretended to be intimate and whispered something in Zuo Si's ear, then took the latter's hand and placed it on her slender waist, and walked straight out of the restaurant like a couple.
After watching the two people disappear completely from his sight, Davidian, who had been sitting there expressionless for a long time, twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.
Obviously, the woman who had just abducted Zuo Si was none other than Gotham City's famous ace thief Catwoman.
The spray she used was an anesthetic gas that could put people into a stupor.
Finally, with her amazing feminine charm, she can often get the jewelry she wants from wealthy people without any problems.
What Davian didn't expect was that his master would also become Catwoman's target.
He now really wanted to know how the cat would react when it found out that it had kidnapped not a little mouse, but a terrifying Viritan monster.
Thinking of this, the Sun Knight took out a few banknotes from his pocket and threw them on the table, then stood up and followed the lingering scent of perfume in the air to a dark alley a few hundred meters away.
As a result, I saw two people maintaining an ambiguous posture at first glance.
Catwoman obviously wanted to jump up and clamp Zuo Si's neck with her legs and knock him to the ground.
But she obviously encountered the same dilemma as Harley Quinn, that is, she could not shake Zuo Si's devilish body with her own strength and weight.
No matter how hard he twisted the latter, there was no reaction. Instead, his thighs wrapped in stockings kept rubbing against his face. From a distance, it looked like two young lovers playing some new tricks.
"Um... Master, do you need my help to get her down?"
Davian asked in an uncertain tone.
"No, there's no need for that. Just wait for this beautiful lady to come down on her own."
Zuo Si had a playful smile on his face, and at the same time used his magical ability to pry open the fingers that were tightly grasping the magic ring one by one.
Needless to say, Catwoman had no chance of getting those priceless rings off his fingers.
After all, when he was in the continent of Faerun, in order to prevent the ubiquitous pickpockets and high-level thieves, Zuo Si had already installed anti-theft devices on all his magic equipment.
Unless someone is able to chop off their fingers, it would be impossible to steal it quietly.
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