Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

Chapter 249



Chapter 249

Carlton was healed by this kiss.

Miss Diana is an angel!The only little friend who doesn't need him to worry about it at all, can handle everything by himself, and won't let himself get hurt or put himself in danger, let alone deliberately commit suicide!

But also because Diana is so reassuring, Karl usually doesn't pay much attention to each other.

This is the life he wants most. He doesn't have to tense his nerves anytime and anywhere to solve crimes, and he doesn't have to pay careful attention to his group of friends who want to control the explosion. He just sits like this in quiet time and talks to people Watch the stars and chat together.

The starry sky is so majestic and vast, how lucky are the people living in the starry sky.

But Gotham has no stars.

The city also has no sunshine, no moonlight.There are 24 hours in a day, and she is shrouded in dense fog and dark clouds 24 hours a day, heavy rain, thunder and lightning, and mentally ill criminals-this is synonymous with Gotham City.

Unlike the metropolis across the sea, which has the most uniform, warmest, and most suitable sunlight for life in the United States, even if there is sunshine in Gotham City, the sunlight will show a pale white color that is filtered out by dark clouds.

Another dark night.

Black clouds weighed heavily on the city, and the taller people stood, the more obvious this scene was, and the more they could feel the shadowy aura of countless absences.

Batman squatted sideways on a tall building overlooking his own city, standing still like a statue, while the black cloak behind him was inflated by the high-altitude wind. At a certain moment, his black cloak was like the wings of a bat, casting a A flickering, terrifying shadow.

Emily raised her head and looked at the sky, suddenly feeling a little cold.

In this kind of weather and at this time, she is still wearing a semi-vacuum fishnet top, a black silk skirt, and is covered with shiny metal ornaments all over her body. A flesh and blood body will feel cold, but she has to wear it like this. After all, her Occupation requires practitioners to do this dress.

It was obvious what her profession was—she was a whore, or, to put it in a more understandable term, a whore.

In Gotham City, it's not really a job that's not worth mentioning.

Little do they know that even if the bitches at the lowest level can get along, it means that they have some special ways, are blessed by certain forces, and cannot be easily provoked; One shift, when I got home a little late, I disappeared without a trace.

Emily never knew she was living in a crazy city.

Hard-working and down-to-earth people may die at any time because of the gangsters. The baby suddenly becomes ill in the middle of the night, but the young parents dare not take the baby to go out for medical treatment. The banknotes are intoxicating.

The city minimizes the bottom line of human beings, as if whatever absurd and grotesque things happen are worthy of forgiveness, or rather, worth understanding.

Sometimes Emily wonders for a moment whether it's a bad thing for her to choose to be a whore...that's the outside world's ideas she received when she was studying abroad.

As soon as she returned to Gotham City, she simply forgot all the upbringing she had received outside.Otherwise, she would not be able to survive in Gotham City. This sinful flower maintains the style of medieval aristocrats. Crazy, old-fashioned, light and decay are born and die together, and they are inseparable. People who grew up in Gotham City seem to be born with There is a chaotic and absurd logic, which can quickly find its own safe place in this city.

So Emily became a bitch.

Only occasionally would she think about this choice... Morality should be the word.

And that's usually something she thinks about when she's full of wine and food, has taken a bath comfortably, and is about to lie down on her little bed and have a comfortable sleep.

It's ridiculous that her comfortable and safe little apartment, the red wine she drinks and the steak she eats, and the expensive essential oils and skin care products she uses in the bath, are all earned by her being a bitch.

So in the final analysis, these thoughts and hesitation are meaningless, at most it is a kind of leisure pastime after dinner, a kind of deliberate moral accusation against herself, so as to balance the contradiction between reality and ideal, so that she can get A brief moment of peace.

She knew that she had made a mistake, but she had to continue to make mistakes. The short-term self-blame would help alleviate her subconscious sense of guilt, according to the psychiatrist.

Having said that, the psychiatrist is quite beautiful and has excellent professional ability. It is said that the report on her application to study and rescue the mental patients in Arkham Mental Hospital has been passed. Emily can only regret that Another great talent in the city is about to go to hell, and then leisurely keeps the psychiatrist's business card in her card case where she keeps contacts for "special people."

It's not for the purpose of contacting each other. These potential criminals with brain problems will not hesitate to cut off their past after committing a crime. Emily did this just to remind herself:

At any time, absolutely, cannot be reduced to this point.

Really chaotic cities are actually more likely to produce people with firm will and clear bottom line. Unfortunately, their bottom line is usually too low, so low that normal people don't think they have a bottom line at all.

It was getting later and colder.

This damn weather.Fortunately, I was wearing a pair of suede boots that can cover the knees. Emily maintained a sexy and seductive smile in the cold wind and wet mist, slowly shaking her body to show herself, while full of gratitude think.

There are many customers who spend a lot of money, but are so panicked that they don't have time to take her to a place with a bed. This kind of client probably just made a lot of money and got into trouble.

They are more inclined to solve their physical needs in the corner of an alley nearby.

It's grueling work, and Emily is used to the pain of rough behavior, and every whore in this business is more or less masochistic, and Emily learned early on Amuse yourself in pain.

She just can't stand the clammy cool breeze of Gotham.

Gotham is really cold.Especially at night.

There may not be much to be gained tonight, and Emily is hesitant to go home.

Recently, the gang activities in Gotham City have suffered a semi-destructive blow. The fiery dark knight, Batman, brought his little boy Robin and tied the leader of the middle-level gang in Gotham City to the police. At the gate of the police station, there is also detailed criminal evidence. In order not to offend this mysterious and terrifying Gotham Emperor, the gangsters in Gotham City have recently put their tails between their tails, and the number of people who come out to have fun has decreased a lot.

Just when Emily rubbed her arms and was about to go home, a strong smell of blood enveloped her, her pupils shrank, and she instinctively kicked to the side without thinking.

A truly experienced bitch will not choose to observe the surroundings when she realizes that she is being attacked. It is the privilege of those who can fight after making a plan. Emily only needs to choose the general direction to attack suddenly, and then take advantage of it The opponent turned around and ran away when he dodged the sharp high-heeled boots.

It's a pity that she failed to judge the opponent's direction correctly this time, or the opponent's speed was fast enough to dodge her attack and then rush up to grab her. In short, by the time Emily reacted, she had already been firmly hugged in arms.

The opponent's hand was strangled tightly around her neck. The lack of blood and shortness of breath made Emily dizzy. She raised her hand and desperately tried to break the stranger's arm, but she was not really scared in her heart. Because she had seen the little boy in the striking uniform.

It's Robin, Batman's sidekick.

He looks too young, ten years old?Emily thought about it, and heard the sound of rapid breathing and the sound of her heart beating wildly, but it was not her, but the man behind her——Emily judged the height of the other party based on experience, about 1.8 Mi Wu was up and down, her arms were muscular, and her chest was wet. Combined with the strong smell of blood lingering in her nasal cavity, it should be blood.

But it doesn't have to be the man's own blood, it's more likely to be someone else's blood.Even a strong man is unlikely to have the strength to strangle her neck after bleeding so much.

Combined with the fact that Robin is chasing him, Emily thinks that this is probably the case. This man killed someone and was discovered by Robin. During the fight, he fled to this place. Take her hostage.

After all, we all know that Batman and Robin don't kill people.

Robin was still standing on a high place quietly observing them. The man's mood gradually stabilized, and the strength in his hands also became weaker. He obviously noticed that he was using too much force. After pinching for a few minutes, he could not count on it. This woman is out of trouble.

"Get out, Robin! I'm not afraid of you!" he yelled, "Who am I? It turns out that I'm a brat with no hair. If it's Batman, I'd still find it tricky. As for you? Brat , go home and hug your mother to breastfeed!"

The idiot, Emily thought deadpan, and Batman?You can't handle Robin under ten.

"Hey dude, calm down, you have a lady shivering with cold in your arms! It's been a cold day, beautiful lady, I'm sorry for getting you involved, and you, big man, With a whoosh, Robin swung his hook from the sky and kicked the man in the head, "You are only worthy of me, a brat, to deal with it. Batman can't be bothered to pay attention to rubbish like you, I bet, Bat When you come here, you will pee your pants in fright!"

The man fell to the ground with a thud before he could groan.

Emily fell down under his arms, and when she felt that she was about to face down and make intimate contact with the ground, she struggled hard. However, the man was fainted, his arms were tightly clenched. Seeing her beauty in jeopardy, Luo Bin stretched out his hand like lightning, pulled away the man's arm, and supported her forehead.

At this moment, in Emily's heart, there is no one greater and more powerful than Robin.

Although the hand was small and soft, it still had a childish sensuality.


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