DC Tyrant

Pamela Eisley blushed slightly.

Bati took her out on the excuse of lacking a secretary, and then went directly to an avant-garde clothing store, where each clothing was enough for her living expenses in school for several months.

In a coma, she was asked to put on this extremely gorgeous, dazzling red evening dress, with her hair down, and her whole body exuded red, enthusiasm, and fiery heat.

But Bati is dressed in white, pure as white light, shining into people's hearts.

There is no lust in his eyes, but the joy of appreciating beautiful things: "It looks good, it's beautiful."

Pamela Eisley's seductive smile spun around in joy.

She thinks that Bati is wearing a white formal suit with a white windbreaker that reaches to the heels, which has a kind of restrained charm; the scar on his face is combined with a clean and elegant white body, which emits brilliance and looks good. , very charming.

Although she doesn't know much at her current age, she can tell that Bati is not an ordinary person.

Bati responded with a smile, quietly watching the beautiful woman's ripples, the fire was as red as a candle, and he was like a white moth.

Moths don't fight the fire, but the flame burns you.

Pamela Eisley turned around and put her hands on Batty's arm.

Ba Di smiled and said: "Today's visit to Gotham, with you by my side, is really rewarding."

When Pamela Eisley heard Baddy's words, she happily agreed that I would lead the way wherever she was going in Gotham.

It's just that where Bati is going, she also feels a little strange.

First, they went to the Gotham Police Station. They saw Gordon, and Barty was also looking for a person named Edward Nygma, who was not in the police station. She and Barty walked in this city one after another.

The two seemed to get closer each time they passed.

This man took care of his mood every step he took. The flowers and plants on the road deliberately avoided being trampled on, obviously he took care of his mood very much.

Pamela Eisley said: "Is this what you usually do?"

"No, it's only because you're by my side." Barty responded.

Pamela Eisley looked at Batty even more satisfied.

After going to Gotham Amusement Park, the two sat on the Ferris wheel, and the two had a glimpse of Gotham in the sky.

They passed by the Bingshan restaurant, and had no intention of going in for a meal, because the environment here was not that good.

Walk through the circus.

Then they passed the Wayne Building, the building with twelve monsters guarding Gotham, and Buddy entered it, knowing that Bruce's parents hadn't died yet.

Passing Gotham University, under the leadership of Pamela Eisley, Barty met Jonathan Klein, and then met Pamela Eisley's most respected botanist Jason Wood.

Barty looked at Pamela Eisley with some amusement.

The last stop, which surprised Pamela Eisley, was a large swamp on the outskirts of Gotham City. She saw Barty frowning, looking for something as he scanned the swamp.

"What's wrong here?" Pamela Eisley frowned and covered her mouth with her hands. The rotten stench of the swamp was unbearable for ordinary people.

Bati looked away from the swamp: "It's nothing." But there was some doubt in his heart, isn't he there? still none?

Since he couldn't find it, Ba Di ignored it.

"There are still a few hours, we can go shopping."

Barty laughed.

suddenly.

Barty looked up towards Gotham, in the direction of the Carmine Hotel.

………………

Carmine Hotel, in VIP Room No. 8.

There were eight strong men sitting in the room, surrounded by the coffee table, looking a little small and funny.

"Mike, we observed him all night, and we didn't come up with anything." One of them said aloud.

"We bought this batch of goods from Thailand in order to get US dollars freely, not to give it up and be the dog of an inexplicable person."

"But he can block bullets and is invulnerable, this..."

"I don't care what he can block. He's not here now. As long as we leave Gotham, we can continue to enjoy the world."

"Kneeling down in front of him and begging for mercy is to save my life. I don't want to be a dog all the time."

"Mike, what do you think?"

Mike looked serious, this Russian man was unprecedentedly severe, he said solemnly: "I want this kind of power."

This kind of power that even bullets can't penetrate has deeply attracted Mike's heart. No amount of money can buy this kind of power.

Now there is an opportunity in front of them, that is, to be Barty's dog, waiting for a reward.

Mike could see that Barty was obviously someone who wanted to do great things, and he was short of people, so he couldn't let go of this opportunity.

"Okay, let's break up now. I'll buy 7% of the money from fans, and I'll get my dollars back. I'll leave Gotham later."

A strong man opened the black box next to it, counted out his own dollars, and dropped them into the bag. Even if Bati is able to fight and has a high defense, he doesn't intend to be his dog forever.

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, and took back their own money one after another. They were used to being free and undisciplined, so how could they be willing to be a dog of one person, especially if this guy still took the money from them. They would have killed him long ago if the bullets hadn't been able to get into the guy.

Mike got up trembling, he couldn't argue, he slammed the table, the sound was loud, and said angrily: "Don't you know that he let us hold the money, just not afraid that we will run away? You run away like this , is likely to be a dead end."

"Mike, you don't need to scare us. It's not like you don't know the way we escape. No matter which way, if we leave now and leave Gotham, he won't be able to catch us."

"Mike, when we knelt down to spare our lives, wasn't it for this moment to escape?"

"Mike, even if you don't want to go, then I'll go first."

"goodbye."

One after another, the seven strong men left with their own money to enjoy the world. After enjoying this little dollar, they would continue to engage in murder and arson to make some money, and this cycle was carefree.

Mike's face was terribly gloomy. He always believed in himself and had no intention of running away. These seven people were dead.