Dc Violence -Kun

Pamela Aceli's face was a little red. She was wearing a red evening dress that was popular in the 1980s. The bold suspenders replaced the traditional wide-shouldered clothes, making her snow-white fragrant shoulders exposed, with a fiery red head. The hair was scattered, and two clusters were slightly curled against his chest, involuntarily keeping people's eyes on the snow-white place where a small half of the mountain was exposed.

The lower skirt reached a little on her knees, and her explosive figure was outlined in the fiery red costume.

In this era, this kind of clothing is undoubtedly the most avant-garde.

But she just couldn't refuse, she didn't know what was wrong, and even felt her head faint.

She was brought out by Badi under the pretext of lack of a secretary, and then went directly to an avant-garde clothing store, where each of the clothing was enough for her to spend several months in school.

Faintly, she was asked to wear this, extremely gorgeous, dazzling red evening dress, her hair was also let down, and the whole person was red, passionate, and fiery.

But Badi was dressed in a white dress, pure as white light, shining into people's hearts.

His eyes have no lust, sweeping the exquisite curves of Pamela Aceli's undulating peaks, and he has the joy of appreciating beautiful things: "Good-looking, beautiful."

Pamela Aceli's seductive smile turned in a circle of joy, and asked emotionally: "Where does it look good?"

"The figure, I like it very much." Badi said straightforwardly and smiled. When admiring the figure, there is no trace of lust, just like an ordinary man admires the beauty of a woman.

Pamela Aceli covered her mouth and chuckled, "You are really a different man." The ripples are rippling, and the scenery is infinitely beautiful.

She felt that Badi was wearing a white formal suit with a white windbreaker that reached the back of the heel. There was a kind of restrained and showy charm; the scars on the face were added with a clean and gentle white body, which exudes brilliance, and looks good. , Very charming.

Although she didn't have much knowledge at her current age, she could also tell that Badi was not an ordinary person.

Badi responded with a smile, watching the beauty ripples, red as a candle, and he was like a white moth.

The moth doesn't extinguish the fire, but the flame burns.

Pamela Aceli took a turn, took the arm of Patty with both hands, and plunged into the sea.

Badi felt his arms limp, and smelling the fragrance of Pamela Aceli's body was very comfortable.

Pamela Aceli's cheeks are flushed, her heart is bumping, she didn't resist, she hugged her arm tightly, and squeezed it mischievously.

Bardi smiled and said: "Today I visited Gotham, with you company, the harvest is really great."

Pamela Aceli didn't know the deep meaning of what Badi was referring to. Badi had planned to eat this poison ivy girl.

This so-called eating is not about sex, but to take her in the future and use it for him.

Of course, sex is indispensable in the future, because of the physical fitness of Yipadi, if you want to have sex, you still need a strong woman, otherwise a launch will shoot through the earth, which is not good.

Pamela Aceli heard Bati’s words and happily agreed, where to go to Gotham, I will lead the way.

Only in the place where Badi was going, she also felt a little strange.

First, they went to the Gotham Police Station. They saw Gordon. But Badi also looked for a man named Edward Nikoma. There was no one in the police station, so she and Badi walked in this city one after another.

The two seem to get closer each time they pass a distance.

This man took care of his own mood every step he walked. He deliberately avoided trampling on the flowers and plants on the road, obviously taking care of his mood very much.

Pamela Aceli said: "Do you usually do this too?"

"No, it's just that you are by your side." Badi responded.

Pamela Aceli looked at Bati more satisfied, his hot body almost leaning against Bati's breath.

She was holding her arm, and he was holding Pamela Aceli’s slender waist. After going to the Gotham Amusement Park, she sat on the Ferris wheel. She was sitting on her lap. A kiss from the sky.

They passed by the Bingshan Restaurant and did not intend to eat in, because the environment here is not so good.

Traveled through the circus.

Then they passed the Wayne Mansion, the building with twelve monsters guarding Gotham. Bart entered it, knowing that Bruce's parents are not dead yet.

After the University of Gotham, under the leadership of Pamela Aceli, Bharti met Jonathan Klein, and then met Pamela Aceli's most respected botanist Jason Wood.

Bati looked at Pamela Aceli, full of playfulness.

At the last stop, the unexpected location for Pamela Aceli turned out to be a large swamp on the outskirts of Gotham City. She only saw Badi frowning, seeming to search for something, looking at the swamp.

"What's wrong here?" Pamela Aceli frowned, and covered her mouth with her hands. The rotten stench of the swamp was hard for ordinary people to bear.

Ba Di retracted his gaze from the swamp: "It's nothing." But there was some doubt in his heart, isn't it? still none?

Since he couldn't find it, Badi ignored it, and directly wrapped Pamela Aceli's slender waist against his abdomen, very tight.

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

Ba Di smiled and leaned down directly, kissed her lips, and kissed her so hard that she could not breathe, and the peaks and mountains throbbed together.

suddenly.

Bati looked up to Gotham, the direction of the Carmine Hotel.

………………

Carmine Hotel, VIP Room No. 8.

There are eight brawny men sitting in the room around the coffee table, looking a little bit funny.

"Mike, after observing him for one night, we didn't know anything." One of them said aloud.

"We started this batch of goods from Thailand for the sake of getting US dollars, not for giving in and being the dog of an inexplicable person."

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

"I don't care what he can block. He is 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 survive. I don't want to be a dog forever."

"Mike, what do you think?"

Mike looked solemn, the Russian man was harsher than ever before, and his face solemnly said: "I want this kind of power."

Mike's heart was deeply attracted by this kind of power that bullets could not penetrate. No amount of money could buy this kind of power.

Now there is an opportunity to be placed in front of them, that is, to be a dog of Badi, waiting for the reward.

Mike could see that Paldi was obviously someone who wanted to do big things. He just lacked people, so he couldn't let go of this opportunity.

"Okay, let's break up. I joined the group to buy 7% of the money, and I get my dollar back and leave Gotham later."

A strong man opened the black box next to him, counted out his own dollars, and dropped it into his bag. Even if Badi is able to fight and the defense is high, he does not intend to be his dog all the time.

The rest of the people looked at each other and took back their own money one after another. They were free and loose, and how willing to be a dog, especially if this guy still took the money from them. If it hadn't been for the bullets could not penetrate the guy, they would have killed him long ago.

Mike got up trembling, angered, slammed the table top, the sound shook the sky, and said angrily: "Don't you know that he let us hold the money, but is not afraid that we will run? You run like this , It may be a dead end."

"Mike, you don't have to scare us. You don't know the way we escape. No matter which way, he can't catch us if we leave Gotham now."

"Mike, when we knelt down to spare our lives, aren't we just for this moment to be able to escape?"

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

"goodbye."

One after another, the seven strong men all left with their own money to enjoy the world. After enjoying this little dollar, they will continue to engage in murder and arson to make some money. Such a cycle, free and easy.

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

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