[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

The thugs took the people in the hospital as hostages and threatened the police to prepare 10 million cash for the transaction.They have a time limit of 10 minutes, and every 10 minutes beyond the time will kill a person.Everyone is praying that they will not be selected as the next unlucky person who will be executed in [-] minutes. The little fox, who is a goblin, is also silently thinking not to choose herself. Although she will not die, she is not willing to be so easy Just leave this world, she has always loved life.

However, a particularly obnoxious theorem in a legend says that if you worry about something happening, it's more likely to happen...  

"Come here!" The vicious thug grabbed the little fox's arm and forcefully pulled him out of Bruce's arms.

Bruce was afraid that his fight with the mob would hurt the little fox, so he decisively chose to let her go temporarily.He put his head in his hands and pretended to be cowardly to avoid the muzzle of another thug.

"Your man is an idiot!" the thug said mockingly while pushing the little fox to the terrace.

"It's quite cowardly." The little fox replied casually, "Then are you willing to be a man I'm not cowardly with?" She curled her lips into a smile and winked at the thugs.

Secretly moving his muscles and bones to directly expose his identity, Bruce, who was trying to save someone, was caught off guard and hit by a strangely colored invisible hat: ...This woman really owes a lesson!

The thug didn't expect this woman to have such a flirtatious operation. He was obviously stunned for a moment, and his eyes had already begun to involuntarily look at her appearance and figure.It would be a lie to say that the woman in front of me is not attractive. The facial features are different from those of Westerners, and she has a special style and charm. Although she is not tall, she has a very good body proportion, with a straight chest and thin waist, and straight legs.Although he has no shortage of women, he has never played with an oriental woman. Her proposal is really a very big temptation.

Unfortunately...

The thug stared blankly for a few seconds, and his eyes quickly returned to gloom: "I like money more than women!" He pushed the little fox out, squatted under the window and pointed his gun at her figure.

Consciously getting up from the ground and standing upright, the little fox looked down at the palm where the wound had been wiped and pouted.She was just saying it casually, but she didn't really expect to survive by sex or seduction.In this situation, there are too many enemies, and at least half of their guns are aimed at her. The little fox who can't even use illusion, let alone range attack spells.Even if she can stun one, the other thugs will definitely beat her into a sieve in an instant.It would be best if he could survive this time, but if he died, he would have to accept his fate.

Hearing the gunfire behind him, the little fox closed his eyes silently.In other words, should I say my last words before I die?Do you call Batman I love you, or the clown you are the most handsome, or Superman I want to give you a fox?

Beep—beep—a burst of electricity suddenly interrupted the execution of the execution, and the little fox clearly felt that the most sinister gaze moved away from his back.Immediately afterwards, there was a whisper, as if talking to the person on the other end of the walkie-talkie.

"What? Cancel? Are you kidding me!" The thug gritted his teeth, and couldn't help being angry, but his voice was full of timidity that he didn't dare to resist: "But [-] million is coming soon... Yes, I understand, yes..."

The little fox raised his eyebrows, it seems that there is a turning point?

Bruce, who was in the corridor inside the building and had been secretly observing the movements of the little fox and the thug, also heard what the thug said.Probably something went wrong in some link, as if the person on the other end of the phone asked him to cancel the action.This action should refer to the hijacking of the hospital this time, right?

Bruce looked at the thugs on the left who were distracted by the phone calls, and then turned his head to look at the two thugs who turned up from the safe passage on the right.

But so what if they might cancel the operation?That's just possible.Bruce didn't want them to be able to withstand the temptation of [-] million, maybe they agreed to the person on the other end of the phone on the surface, hung up the phone and continued to shoot hostages to extort money.Now there is an opportunity, he will not let it go!

His right leg was slightly moved back to a position that was convenient for him to get up quickly. Bruce kept his brow lowered and pleasing to the eye, but the original panic expression on his face disappeared without a trace, leaving only a cold and wanton calm.

Sensitive ears automatically blocked the mob's scolding and suppressed cries around, and the footsteps of the patrolling mob approaching step by step clearly entered Bruce's ears.

2 ...

The thug walked slowly in front of him with strides.

1!

His dark blue eyes sharpened instantly, Bruce jumped up, caught up with the thug in front of him in two steps, and kicked the one on the right with his long legs.

"What?!" The thug on the left didn't react when he saw his companion flying out suddenly.

However, it was this second of sluggishness that Bruce, who had an opportunity to take advantage of, controlled him from behind.

"F..k!" The thug who flew out got up from the ground.

"What the fuck are you doing!"

"What happened!"

A few thugs who were still debating whether to give up [-] million ran over when they heard the sound, and when they got closer, they realized that a hostage had actually taken their companions hostage.

"Release the hostages, or I'll—" Bruce yelled, hiding behind the mob.

"Hmph! Idiot!" The leading thug sneered and aimed his gun at his little brother.

"No! No! Brother!" The kidnapped thug cried out in horror, "Don't kill me!"

bang bang bang!Three shots, blood spattered everywhere, and the lifeless thugs smashed straight to the ground.

Bruce frowned slightly, and before the hostage in his hands became a burden, he let go of him.

"Since you're looking for death, don't blame—"

click!

The mob's vicious voices stopped abruptly.

There was no special emotion on the handsome face, and a pair of dark blue eyes quietly looked at a group of thugs pointing guns at him.He didn't hide or dodge, and slowly raised his hands, revealing the things he stole from the thugs in his hands.

"If you want to die with me, then just shoot." Bruce pulled the corner of his mouth, showing a lukewarm smile.He flicked the safety latch on his left forefinger, and then showed them the grenade with the tab pulled on his right hand.

The leader of the mob was indeed the leader, and he quickly realized that he ordered his younger brothers to capture the woman on the balcony.

"You'd better put the latch back in, or I'll drive a hole in your girlfriend!"

Bruce was unhurried, and even smiled frivolously: "Yes, I will tell you clearly, but if you hurt any hostage here again, I will throw this grenade out."

"Hmph, do you dare?" He was too cowardly just now, but now he dares to say that they will die together, he just doesn't believe it!

"You can try it." Bruce raised the grenade in his hand, and his fingers were about to open slowly.

Seeing that Bruce's fingers really showed signs of letting go, the thugs who were still calm broke out in a cold sweat: "OK!" Of course they knew the power of the equipment they bought, and the power of this seemingly ordinary grenade had been greatly reduced. Plus, if it explodes, it might not be a problem to destroy this layer.

The trembling hostages at the side were also very smart at the moment. Seeing that the mob was frightened, those who were close began to slowly move carefully behind Bruce, and those who were far away also began to move around, trying to resist the violent suppression.

"Stop! Don't move!" Seeing that the scene was a little out of control, several thugs shouted and threatened the hostages with guns.However, because they were afraid of the threat of grenades, they were just threatening, but they didn't dare to shoot, for fear that such a situation would really force the opponent to throw grenades.

Seeing this scene, another group of bold hostages began to find the nearest ward to hide in.

The thug boy who came back with the little fox was stunned for a while looking at the suddenly empty corridor.

"Bruce?!" The little fox who was pulled back into the building was also a little confused at the moment.

"Hey baby, are you okay?" Bruce asked with a gentle smile.

"Alright." The little fox replied blankly.

Bruce nodded, then withdrew the gentle expression on his face, and turned into the arrogant and self-righteous rich man again.He raised his chin slightly, and said to the thugs with the arrogance unique to rich kids: "Let her go!"

"What if you let her go and you throw mines back at us?" The thug reached out and grabbed the little fox in front of him, and put the gun in his hand directly on her temple: "Let her go when we all evacuate."

"No!" Bruce frowned: "How do I know you won't shoot her after escaping?"

Negotiations have reached a stalemate, and no one is willing to make the last step.The thugs and Bruce confronted each other, and the atmosphere froze for a while.

The little fox, who had used this trick before, knew what was going on without guessing, but he didn't expect that the second generation ancestor of the local tyrant would dare to do this.She looked at Mr. Wayne who was as relaxed and natural as holding a bomb in his hand as if he was just holding a glass of wine, and her impression of him was almost completely refreshed.

"Are we going to stalemate here until it gets dark?" Bruce raised his eyebrows and asked with a chuckle, looking at the silent thugs across the way.

"I don't think so." The gentle man who suddenly rang out made everyone nervous.

Everyone felt a gust of wind passing by, and a dozen thugs were instantly knocked to the ground.

Before the little fox could react, he was hugged up.

Swish!The surrounding scenery changes rapidly.

"Are you okay?" A gentle and mellow male voice came from above.

The little fox moved his gaze slowly, his black eyes staring blankly at the person whose eyes were covered by a red and blue mask.

"...Clark?" she asked cautiously.

"En." Holding the little fox tightly, Clark lowered his head and said softly with some self-blame, "I'm sorry, I'm late." There are still a lot of bombs in every corner of the building.In case these bombs caused irreparable damage, Clark forced himself to clean up those bombs first: "I'm sorry." Thinking of how frightened the little fox was by his choice, Clark apologized again with self-blame.

"Why are you apologizing? You showed up in a timely manner." The little fox quickly comforted him and said, "Clark, you did a great job! You are my hero!"

Hearing this, Clark felt warm in his heart.He raised the corners of his mouth happily, and his clean light blue eyes sparkled: "Really? I'm your hero?"

"Of course!" The little fox smiled sincerely: "I swear to God."

The uncomfortable knot in his heart was untied by the little fox, and Clark, who was in a much better mood, handed her over to the police outside the hospital and rushed into the hospital again to save lives.

Clark's speed was very fast. It took an instant for the figure to rush into the hospital and fly out with a bunch of people on his back.In the eyes of ordinary people, he comes and goes without a trace like a gust of wind. Even Bruce, who has excellent dynamic vision, can only see his afterimage.

Bruce guessed in his heart that this should be the mysterious hero of the metropolis, flying in the air, with infinite strength, as fast as lightning, and every performance can be matched with the information he collected.To be honest, in normal times, he would be very resistant to his colleagues from other cities meddling in his own city's affairs.It's just that the situation is critical now, and he saved his little girl as soon as he came. The help that such a person with superpowers can give is very useful.

Let's cooperate for now!

Although the two heroes guarding the city did not have any communication, they had a very tacit understanding of one saving the hostages and the other subduing the thugs.

Suddenly, amidst the chaotic screams and gunshots, the roar of an engine pierced into this crazy piece of music like a sharp arrow.

Boom!Two red trucks smashed through the wall and rushed into the hospital.The front of the leading car turned around, and the rear of the car almost turned over, flicked its tail and stopped firmly at the entrance of the building.As soon as the truck following behind stepped on the accelerator, it also stopped neatly.Easy-going, twenty or so men in clown masks quickly got out of the car with guns.

The red car door was pushed open by a pale hand, and a thin but tall figure jumped out of the cab.He raised his hand to brush his bright green short hair, his cold eyes looked around gloomyly, and finally fixed on the main building of the hospital that was already in chaos.

"Kill them." The hoarse voice was low and strange.

The classic white shirt has faded away, and the purple windbreaker will set off the future style more strongly.While pulling out the pistol with a golden pattern on his waist, he entered the building through the main entrance with fearless steps.

Bang bang bang!

With the addition of a third party, the scene became even more chaotic.Armed thugs with various masks and masks fought together, you killed our colleagues, and I killed your companions.The affected hostages hid in various places, drilled into cupboards, crawled under beds, whatever they wanted, as long as they could survive, they could hide anywhere.

The clown walked on the promenade on the second floor stepping on a pool of blood, and the gun in his hand played tricks neatly: "En?" He turned to the side: "Ha! Caught a mouse!" He raised his hand and pulled the trigger against the door of the ward on one side.

"Ah!" A scream came out clearly from the pierced door.

The clown kicked the door and kicked the person directly to the ground. He laughed and stepped on the door, causing the people below to scream: "Mr. Mouse, can you tell me where my little kitty is?" He looked at him condescendingly, and the smile on his face increased instead of diminishing: "Tell me, and I will let you go."

"F..kyourbitchkitty! Ah!"

The clown stepped on the thug's face, his scarlet mouth grinning, revealing the gleaming steel teeth inside: "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly." He raised his foot and stomped down heavily.

"f..k—ah!"

"If you want to fuck my kitty, yes, I'll do it for you." The clown's tone was soft, but his feet stepped on his face fiercely: "As long as you can hahahahaha!"

Tread-tap-

The sound of footsteps behind him came from far to near, and the clown kicked the dead thug away in disgust, and turned to catch a new target.

"Joker?" Bruce, who had put on his Batman gear, frowned and stared at the sudden appearance of his old enemy.

"Hi~" With a bright smile on his pale face, the clown looked at Bruce with a little joy: "You are here, I knew you, a monster, would come to save these idiots out of self-righteousness."

"So this is another action you planned!" Bruce asked sharply.

"Oh no! Little bat, you shouldn't think of me like that." The clown made a sad look, but it didn't take long before he couldn't help laughing: "I didn't do anything, the reason why I came here Here, just to find my disobedient cat."

"Cat?" Bruce froze.Clowns keep cats?He involuntarily drew a picture of the clown's gentle face stroking the cat in his mind.

Impossible impossible!Bruce shook his head violently in his heart, thinking of this kind of picture only because of his brain twitching.He ran here specially with a group of people, how could he really be looking for a cat.The clown is probably looking for someone. After all, he is a pervert, and it is normal for him to treat his own woman as a pet.

"Yes." The clown nodded and asked with a smile, "Have you seen my kitty?"

kitty?Bruce frowned.This title seems familiar...

Bruce thought about the woman flying up and down, and his doubts became heavier: "What's the real name of the person you're looking for?" He asked with an ugly face.

"Huh?" The clown noticed Bruce's strangeness, as if he heard him mention kitty.He looked at the other party with an unclear expression, and then recalled his kitty's style, and there seemed to be a door called the truth in his heart that was slowly opening: "The real name, it seems to be...fox?"

Swish!Bruce's face was instantly as dark as the bottom of a pot.