DC Tyrant

Gotham.

Sunlight penetrated and scattered from the clouds, reflecting the Gothic buildings, and a desolate cool breeze blew in the air.

Gotham isn't always cloudy, there's always some sunlight that breaks through, just less.

The Carmine Hotel has an unusually distinctive feature, the Gothic architecture, which well reflects the characteristics of Gotham.

At the same time, it can be regarded as one of the safest places in Gotham.

After all, even the local gangsters in Gotham would not want to mess with an old gangster family. This is the industry of the Falcone family.

After recovering Mike and others last night, Falcone's housekeeper took the opportunity to arrange for Batty and others to stay here, and after waiting for a rest, Falcone's patriarch will have dinner with Batty tonight.

Obviously seeing Bati's power, want to regain Bati, or establish a little good relationship, or want to catch Bati to study?

Who knows!

Eight thirty in the morning.

Yawning slightly, Pamela Eisley walked through the back door of the Carmine Hotel and entered the dressing room.

Pamela Eisley is a girl with fiery red hair color and gorgeous looks.

When she entered the changing room to change clothes, Annie, who worked here with him, a college friend and colleague, also came in with an excited face, ready to change into her work uniform and go to work.

"Hey, Pamela, I heard something strange happened yesterday."

Annie pushed Pamela Eisley's arm with her shoulder, looking very excited and very interested in communicating with her friends.

"Really?" Pamela Eisley responded indifferently, gathering and coiling her fiery red hair.

In Annie's world, there are only a few interesting things.

handsome guy.

Handsome guy + rich.

Handsome guy + rich + has a cool car.

Handsome guy + rich + has a cool car + handsome guy who hooks up with all kinds of bitches that she is extremely envious of.

So every conversation will always revolve around the handsome guy.

"A man came to stay last night, did you know? He was followed by eight burly men, and almost got into a fight with the security guards, but of course he didn't. That man is said to be very handsome, even better looking than a movie star, Jennifer's heart jumped out when she saw it, and this coquettish hoof wanted to recommend herself as a pillow; in the end...haha, that handsome handsome guy told her to fuck off, haha...I laughed to death. Jennifer has been complaining about this guy , Said that this guy is having sex with 8 big gay men. I will send him custom-made clothes later, if I arrange to deliver them, how can a handsome guy who has not passed my Annie test be considered a handsome guy?"

Annie had a nympho on her face, and she laughed again as she talked, and said it in a crackling way, and at the end, she showed an expression of excitement and longing, she really wanted to see which handsome guy rejected the courtesan Jennifer .

Pamela Eisley nodded. Unsurprisingly, Anne looked like a nympho again today.

Pamela Eisley had a flash of doubt, but ignored it.

Compared with men, she prefers plants and vines, and the fresh and green smell of flowers.

After Pamela Eisley spontaneously watered and trimmed the plants in the hotel, her first job at work was to deliver clothes to the guests in the VIP rooms.

Last night, a special tailor-made worker came to make clothes for the guests, including white British retro Martin boots, white socks, white trousers, white underwear, white shirt, white jazz hat and a dress that reaches the soles of the feet. The white windbreaker with the edge of the windbreaker, and the edge of the front button of the windbreaker is still a little bronzing, which looks extraordinarily luxurious and noble.

All white? ? ?

Pamela Eisley felt a little puzzled on the spot, is there anyone else who wears clothes like this?

She felt that all turquoise was better than white.

She couldn't understand why the underwear was all white.

The one Pamela Eisley was going to send over was the handsome guy that Anne said, bringing 8 big men to stay at the hotel last night.

After putting away all the clothes and putting the breakfast on the trolley, Pamela Eisley stepped on the soft carpet, entered the elevator, and went up to the third floor. The trolley soon came to VIP Room No. 7.

'Knock knock knock'

Pamela Eisley knocked on the door a few times, and was about to speak a routine formula when a magnetic voice attracted her attention.

"Come in."

The sound from the room made Pamela Eisley's ears slightly comfortable.

"The sound is quite nice."

She murmured in a low voice, feeling a little fond of the sound. The sound of the bell was firm, magnetic, and male-dominating. There was no doubt that it was the voice of a domineering man.

She opened the door and saw a scene that she will never forget in her life.

The small balcony in the room was open, and the dark red classical style curtains were pulled open on both sides. The sunlight came in directly and shone on Batty's tall and stalwart body. Under the cells absorbing solar energy, Batty's skin produced a slight halo. The light illuminates the fine dust dancing, all of which seem to set off the person in front of him, seem to be shining, emitting a dazzling brilliance like a god descending.

Pamela Eisley stared blankly, as if seeing a god, unable to return to her senses for a long time.

Barty turned slightly, looked at the sluggish Pamela Eisley, and said lightly, "Close the door, I don't like being looked at casually."

Pamela Eisley's face was slightly flushed, and after a little embarrassment, she apologized, and glanced at Batty again, and her ears felt extremely hot.

Under the sunlight, Bati's sharp-edged face was full of masculine beauty, which made her heart throb.

The angle is...perfect.

With a secret praise in her heart, she lowered her head and pushed the cart into the door with a blushing face, closing the door.

However, Ba Di stared at the badge on her chest, a little stunned.

Pamela Eisley! ! !

Poison Ivy?

Did I meet such a thug on my first day in Gotham?

He recalled the various abilities of Poison Ivy.

The body was injected with plant toxins, and the blood of her whole body turned into chlorophyll, which was invulnerable to all poisons, and all poisons, viruses, bacteria and fungi could not harm her.

Gain the ability to control plants and secrete hormones to control others.

Even if Superman and Batman are careless for a while, they will be controlled by her; she once had a record of controlling Superman and Batman in battle.

This is simply a general.

It fully fits the template of his subordinates that Bati wanted.

"Pamela Eisley?"

Batty turned around, and the sun shone on his back, making him look particularly tall and slender, with a very beautiful body outline and knife marks on the muscle lines, no doubt no longer showing the charm of the sunniest man.

Pamela Eisley's breath was stagnant, and her eyes were wide open. She had never seen a male body with such beauty and strength.

He asked Pamela Eisley, "How old are you?"

Pamela Esrillo replied in a panic: "Eighteen."

Bady pondered, no wonder there is no abnormality in his body, and he hasn't turned into Poison Ivy at this time?

Barty obviously didn't know what Pamela Eisley was thinking, but was just thinking about how to use her to achieve the maximum value.

In order to confirm her future Poison Ivy Girl, Barty asked again: "Do you love plants?"

Pamela Eisley was taken aback for a moment, apparently not expecting that this man knew her so well, and replied in a knocked voice: "Yes... yes, how do you know?"

Batty nodded and answered casually, "Because I also like to bask in the sun like plants."

Then he continued to ask about most of Pamela Eisley's situation, only to learn that she was just a freshman and working part-time in this hotel for her own plant research.

Knowing that Pamela Eisley hadn't turned into Poison Ivy yet, Barty's thoughts on her became a little more active, or he could take her back first.

"Serve me."

"Uh-huh?"