The correct way to attack the villain

Chapter 104

Song Mo had been watching that TV station until noon, and continued watching after taking a nap. If the old housekeeper hadn't urged him to go to dinner midway, he could have continued watching.

Apparently there's another addition, or return, to Batman's fan base, and Bruce doesn't know anything about it

The charity auction initiated by Mayor Harder ended promptly at [-]:[-] pm, but that was not the highlight of the evening.The newly appointed mayor wants to consolidate his power and integrate into the Gotham circle in a short period of time, nothing is more suitable than holding a banquet where the guests and the host enjoy themselves.

In the banquet hall where people are drinking and drinking, in the soothing symphony played live, the figures on the dance floor are swaying.

Bruce was busy dealing with the difficult heirs at the dinner party.

"It's unbelievable that the richest man in Gotham would drink alone at the banquet? Didn't you bring a female companion, Mr. Wayne?"

The youngest son of the Sionis family stopped in front of Bruce with his female companion, and raised his glass with a smile

With a glass of champagne in his hand, Bruce Wayne made a gesture of retaliation: "She's still on the way."

Someone next to him immediately said, "You said the same thing last time, the girlfriend of Gotham's richest man this month is always on the way."

He thought he told a very funny joke, which also aroused good-natured laughter from the people around him. Bruce made a helpless expression, with a smile still on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Seeing that more people were about to gather around, Bruce was just about to find some excuse to leave here when a lady's voice came from outside the crowd.

"Sorry honey, I'm late, there is some traffic jam on the road."

A lady with beautiful features broke through the crowd and walked up to Bruce. The guests looked at her, with long black hair, brown skin and green eyes, and someone immediately recognized her: "This is not the little girl from Hudson's diplomat's house." daughter?"

"Ms. Jaina, you don't often appear at Gotham banquets."

Jaina gave Bruce a look: "That depends on who invited it, right?" After she finished speaking, she held out her hand to Bruce, "Would you mind asking your female partner to dance?"

Bruce couldn't remember who he had invited to this banquet, but it was impossible for him to discredit any lady in public, especially if she was still trying to save him.

Gotham's richest man held Jaina's fingertips gentlemanly: "My pleasure."

The group of men who had wanted to chat with Bruce or the women who were waiting for Bruce to invite someone to dance broke up, and men in black suits and women in tight red evening dresses walked onto the dance floor.

The two kept a very polite distance, Jaina put her hand on the man's shoulder: "I know I helped you out, you don't need to thank me too much."

Bruce: "Say hello to Mr. Hudson for me."

Jaina rolled her eyes. "Oh, can you please stop mentioning that spoiler at a time like this?"

Bruce smiled and said nothing.

Gianna Hudson is the favorite daughter of American diplomat Tom Hudson. Her mother is an Indian Bollywood actress. Another identity of Tan.

White Rabbit, or rather.

bunny girl.

Not only the superheroes, but also the villains seem to be the same. After defeating the destiny, they entered the vacation mode tacitly, and began to stop and experience life rarely.

Gotham's most professional band surrounded the dance floor, and the symphony played to the most soothing part. A waiter passed by outside the dance floor with a tray. Bruce saw his face clearly and was stunned for a moment.

In fact, logically speaking, he should not remember the appearance of the waiter, but probably the experience of that day was so impressive to him that he indirectly remembered everyone he had come into contact with, including the host of the Mediterranean beer belly at the dinner. square.

Lex Luthor's underground industry, Penguin's underground clubhouse.

The place where he first met Song Mo.

It was the young man who came to him first. He was wearing a beautiful pure white low-cut evening dress and delicate makeup on his face. He pointed a gun at him and threatened him to cooperate. He splashed wine on his suit and passed out. The waiter who just passed by.

Probably because of the sudden thought of Song Mo picking up the fallen breast sticker and stuffing it back into the dress with a blank face.

Gianna looked at the man in front of him who was dancing seamlessly, but he didn't know what he was distracted for a long time. His eyes suddenly became gentle, and he raised his eyebrows with some dissatisfaction: "Please, you can concentrate on dancing. ?"

Bruce: "Sorry."

He looked up over the lady's shoulder and glanced at the old-fashioned wall clock not far away.

06:30 in the evening.

He stays for half an hour at most.

Facing another distraction from her partner, Jaina couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Am I that unattractive?"

Bruce still had a gentlemanly smile on his face: "No, believe me, as long as you think about it, there are plenty of people in Gotham who are willing to be fascinated by you."

Gianna: "But that doesn't include you Bruce Wayne."

Bruce didn't speak.

Jaina narrowed her eyes and said suddenly, "Look at me, the richest man."

Then, without warning, the whites around those emerald green eyes began to turn red.

Just jumping around like a rabbit can't escape the Gotham police officer every time, so she has mastered many abilities with the help of Poison Ivy, and the one she is most proud of is this A pair of eyes that can easily confuse people after the transformation.

Bruce hadn't expected Jaina to be bold enough to use her powers in public, and was caught off guard.

The surrounding lights dimmed in an instant, and he was forced to withdraw from the hustle and bustle of the dance floor, only the still soothing symphony and a spotlight on his head were left in his ears.

He still danced with his partner, but this time his partner didn't seem to be very familiar with women's steps, and stepped on the tip of his shoe on the third beat.The partner looks up to apologize, and Bruce sees the other's face clearly.

The face with a soft and clear jaw line, the skin is both Asian delicate and mutant flexible, probably a little sickly pale due to seldom sunbathing and irregular work and rest, nose is very straight, lips are very red, Lower lip slightly thicker than upper lip, thin and full.

The face is exactly the same as Song Mo, and the evening dress is exactly the same as that day.

In addition to being taller than ordinary women, Bruce thought that even the man with the highest vision in Gotham should not be able to pick out even a little flaw in the other's appearance.

Except for one thing, he's not a lady.

Bruce heard him bow his head and whisper the beat to his partner.

They are getting better.

His appearance was clearly reflected in those blue eyes. The owner of the eyes stood on tiptoe, with long eyelashes drooping, and his warm breath was ambiguous and sweet, getting closer and closer to him.

And then when the lips are about to touch Bruce.

Bruce put a hand on his shoulder.

The surrounding scene immediately cracked like shattered glass, the noisy sound from the ball once again occupied the eardrums, and the bright lights shone overhead. This was the charity dinner for the new Mayor Harder.

Bruce distanced himself from Jaina, disapprovingly: "You should be more low-key, Jaina."

Jaina, who didn't care about exposing her ability, obviously didn't care about it: "You really restrained beyond my expectation." She glanced at Bruce with some regret, "This doesn't look like a playboy character. Tell me which lady you were thinking of just now?"

She saw the smile on the face of Gotham's richest man disappear little by little: "Sorry, I only saw one criminal who should be locked up in Arkham."

As a frequent visitor of Arkham, the bunny girl is a female criminal and also has the ability to confuse people to see false images. It is too easy to think of her. Jaina is not surprised that she will be guessed on the spot .

"Come on, that little bat doesn't know which stinky ditch to hide in to recuperate." Jaina said, "Or you can call the police and arrest me now, you are not such a perplexed person."

There was no expression on Bruce's face: "The premise is that I'm not dragging a criminal to dance."

Jaina looked at Bruce, and after a while, she was discouraged: "I know, I know, after all, the person you see can't be me."

She let go of the hand on Bruce's shoulder neatly, and casually took a man next to her as a dance partner. Lady's dancing is no fun, Mr. Bruce."

Then White Rabbit heard the dance partner she pulled over casually said to her: "I promise I'm definitely thinking about you right now."

It can be heard that the other party has deliberately lowered his voice, but the pitch is still higher than most men.

Only then did the bunny girl look carefully at her new dance partner. Even though he was dressed flawlessly, she recognized her at a glance: "Catherine?? Why are you here?"

Wearing a wig and a men's suit, the deliberately heroic facial features make Catwoman really look like a young gentleman: "I'm here to get something from Mayor Harder, and you can speak louder One point, so the thirty plainclothes policemen around us can hear us."

Jaina actually heard a little low-pitched magnetism from the other party's deliberately lowered voice, and she was shaken by it, which made the reacting bunny girl gnash her teeth a bit: "I'm not interested in dancing with a stinky cat, please let me go!" Open the hands that pinch the flesh on my waist."

Catherine lowered her eyes lazily: "You don't need to pinch my shoulder so hard, dead rabbit."

The richest man in Gotham, who had successfully withdrawn from the dance floor, greeted Mayor Harder for the last time, and the other party warmly invited him to continue to attend tomorrow's dinner party. Bruce just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, so he agreed casually, and then went out of the hall to sit down. Get into the black car he came from.

The moment the man put on his seat belt, he stepped on the accelerator. He didn't go back to Wayne Manor, but went around to Shangcheng Island. The speed of the car was raised repeatedly on the deserted Huanhai Avenue. He opened the hood, and the wind could be heard whistling past.

Just like people who have been suppressed for a long time must find some way to release it.

But even Bruce can't help but ironically like himself, even if he wants to unleash something by racing.

He also always controlled the speed at 120 mph.