[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

The little fox should never refuse Clark's protective monitoring of him. At that time, he said that he also had a special ability in hearing, and proposed to activate the ability to monitor the situation at home when he left home, in case she was in danger. He knows nothing.But at the time, she felt that no one would be able to find this kind of deep forest, and it was too uncomfortable to be monitored all the time, so she shook her head and refused.Now it seems that I am too stupid...

The afternoon sun was a little dazzling and hot, and the thick or thin beams of light passed through the lush leaves like a rainbow and hit the soft ground paved with dead leaves.Beautiful birds occasionally flutter their wings and fly away from the branches, chirping and chirping, which makes the forest more tranquil.

A tall man dressed in black strode through the forest, but the windless environment still caused the cloak on his back to flutter.He wears a half mask, showing only half of his face does not diminish his handsomeness.

Hidden behind the tree, a small animal in the bushes sneaked out and glanced curiously at the man walking in the forest.He looks so scary, is he planning to catch it back and eat it while carrying the same kind?

The little animals guessed rightly, Bruce caught the vixen and really planned to eat it back.Even before he even went out of the forest, he had already started planning how the fox would eat in his mind.

First tear off the outside to reveal the white and tender fruit inside, and then knead the fruit to a light pink color with moderate force. Oh, of course, it doesn’t matter if it’s heavy, the fruit won’t be bad anyway, the skin is white and inside The rosy should look better.After the fruit is kneaded and ripe, the attractive fragrance will be released. This is the best time to eat. Eat it in one bite, it is delicious and satisfying.

"My stomach hurts..." From being held by the princess at the beginning to the shoulder-on-the-shoulder pose where the stomach is about to be pushed out of the hole, the little fox has successfully lost all the good treatment he has received.

She really didn't understand, isn't Batman's most powerful weapon a bat dart, why is he so powerful with a whip!The little fox who had escaped three times and was caught back wanted to cry but had no tears.

Bruce was completely indifferent to the little fox's pitiful appearance, thinking that he would compromise with his mouth pursed, his eyes widened, and two tears shed?Oh, how naive!He doesn't like her anymore!

"It's really uncomfortable." The little fox hanging upside down encircled Bruce's waist from behind: "It's more comfortable to hold, I want you to hold me." She put her hands to his belly and crossed them, ambiguous and ambiguous. tease.

The woman was seducing him, Bruce twitched and sneered.Do you think he will be tempted, hum!

"Batman~"

10 minute later...

With a tense face, the 'ruthless' Batman strode towards the ordinary black car parked in the open space with the little woman in his arms.

Throwed into the back seat of the car by the man, the little fox rolled over before turning over to do it.She rushed out of the car quickly, but only heard a bang, and the door was closed so forcefully that it almost broke her nose.Click, the door is locked!

Gudong, the little fox swallowed anxiously, and slowly let go of the hand that had been put on the handle: "That...where are you taking me?"

"You'll know when we get there." Finally, Bruce spoke the first sentence from just now to now.He started the car, and with one kick of the accelerator, the car rushed out like a cheetah.

Can you please stop this... Tell me to prepare me mentally!The little fox leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes tiredly.

The black car with smooth lines kept shuttling through the sparsely populated streets. He seemed to deliberately take many detours, some with cameras and some without.With twists and turns, the car deviated from the road and plunged into another forest.

This place, how do you look at the scene of the murder and dismemberment...

The car shuttled through the forest, and the further it drove in, the narrower the distance between the trees.Until finally the car couldn't move forward, Bruce stopped the car neatly, dragged the little fox to a pile of branches and leaves.

"???" The little fox didn't understand, so he blinked.

Bruce swept away the branches and leaves, revealing the black locomotive hidden underneath.The little fox was hugged and sat in the front, and Bruce stretched his legs, wrapping him in his arms from behind.

Riding a motorcycle is much more exciting than driving a car. The scenery in front of him ran towards him without any hindrance. Several times, the little fox felt that he was about to hit a tree.Fortunately, Batman has good driving skills, and the little fox is grateful.

The two of them rode in the forest for an unknown amount of time. Gradually, the trees began to decrease and the rocks became more numerous.From a gravel hill, it slowly turned into a mountain.

Suddenly, Bruce stepped up the accelerator again, controlled the direction with both hands, and slammed into the mountain.

The little fox suddenly widened his eyes and cried out in panic: "Batman! You don't want to die for love with me, do you?"

Martyrdom? "Oh...you're thinking too much." A hoarse voice came from behind the little fox's ear.

Just three seconds before the wheel hit the mountain, a hole more than two meters high appeared on the mountain.Bruce controlled the front of the car and quickly got into the cave.

To actually make a mechanism on the mountain, this automatic door is really awesome!

The long tunnel is barely illuminated by the white light strips. Bruce has obviously been here many times, let alone the dim light, he can drive to the destination even with his eyes closed.

Soon the little fox felt his eyes light up, and the motorcycle stopped in a spacious cave.The cave is filled with all kinds of weapons and equipment, and it is a small arsenal.

Could this be Batman's lair?The little fox raised an eyebrow.Originally thought that he would be dragged to that corner to be raped and then killed.Unexpectedly, she would be taken to Batman's base camp!

"Come here." Parking the motorcycle aside, Bruce turned around and nodded in satisfaction when he saw the little fox waiting obediently.

The little fox ran up to Bruce in a hurry: "Boss, what's the matter?"

Bruce quickly reached out and grabbed the little fox's arm, pulling and pulling him to the bed.He turned over and pressed the woman who had teased him all the way under him, the face under the mask was calm and unmoving, only the pair of black eyes were turbulent.

Frightened by the other party's staring eyes, the little fox coughed dryly twice, and opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere: "I—"

Click!

The sound of interlocking metal locks was very clear in the empty cave. The little fox felt a chill on her wrist, and when she raised her hand, she found a pair of silver-white handcuffs cuffed to her wrist.

"What are you doing?" the little fox asked with a dry smile.

"Arrest you on charges of fraud." The hoarse voice was low and sexy.

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The little fox was kept in captivity by Bruce, and the range was this cave that was comparable to an arsenal.It's been a long time since I played the prison play, and the little fox who is used to being a prodigal is still a little awkward and resistant for a while.Fortunately, the man who imprisoned her was quite reasonable, knowing that she would be bored staying in this dark place, so he prepared a lot of newspapers, magazines, novels, classics and other books for her entertainment.

Closing the Daily Planet in his hand, the little fox felt a little dignified.Since the day she was arrested, she has never seen Clark's manuscript in the daily newspapers, and there are no news about the mysterious hero saving lives in major newspapers and magazines. He seems to have disappeared suddenly, although she can Accurate information is very little, but she has a beast-like intuition.

Intuition told her that Superman might be in trouble.Why didn't you think anything would happen?With his sky-defying ability, it feels like there are few in the entire universe who can defeat him.

The little fox's intuition is very accurate, and Clark has indeed encountered a very difficult thing.He left home to go to work that day and met a pregnant woman who fell down on the road. Out of kindness, Clark reached out to help after scanning her and found that there was nothing wrong with her.Then, he was suffocated by the pale green gas from the girl's mouth, making him extremely weak.

This is the smell of kryptonite, I didn't expect him to have it!Clark was horrified, and quickly stepped back a few steps, but it was still a bit late.

Clark was locked in a small transparent house, and there were monitors of various sizes in the four corners of the house, monitoring his every move.Next to the monitor, there are also nozzles in each of the four corners that are continuously spraying green mist into a small space.This extremely penetrating mist, even if Clark is holding his breath, can enter the body through the pores of the skin.Clark, who has been smoked by the kryptonite fog for the past few days and has almost lost all his abilities, can only go on in such a passive vicious cycle...

"Shouldn't you say it?" Outside the glass room, a green-haired man in an expensive dress slowly walked over. He had a terrifyingly pale face, and he had an aura of both elegance and madness.

"I don't know what you're going to say." Clark raised his head and glanced at the person, then lowered his head and replied coldly.

"Oh! I don't like people lying to me." The clown twitched the corners of his mouth and narrowed his gray-blue eyes: "You obviously know a lot."

"I forgot!" He, and that Batman, knew that they were dangerous people after a little contact.Although fox also committed suicide, it was impossible for him to watch her get caught.Especially this lunatic in front of him, if the fox falls into his hands, he might suffer something.Therefore, even if you kill him, you can't tell him about Fox's information, Clark swore in his heart.

"Maybe I should cut a few cuts on your body, the pain can help you recover your memory." The clown grinned closer, and through the transparent glass, he saw a strange mark on his neck: "Eh...? It seems You were having fun."

Clark froze for a moment, subconsciously raised his hand and touched his neck.

"It's the same as the strawberries I planted for her." The clown didn't avoid suspicion at all, and even said deliberately.

Clark:  …