Godslayer in the comic world

Chapter 2 Picked up a heroine

"Change another batch!"

"Okay!" The nightclub owner looked at Ange with a flattering smile.

After a while, a group of giggling and gorgeous girls came to the booth.

Ange randomly picked two pleasing ones and sat down, with the beauties in his arms, tasting a bottle of foreign wine worth hundreds of dollars, listening to the wavy beauty dressed like a canary on the stage singing in a mellow European and American voice A sultry song, that's the classic hit, "3" by Britney Spears.

Under the neon lights, the sultry voices stimulated the hormones in the bodies of the young beauties on the dance floor. They twisted their waists vigorously, showing off their sexy bodies, and from time to time cast winking eyes at the gold master fathers in each booth.

Angus felt very comfortable.

There was a mirror not far away. Looking at himself in the mirror, An Ge fell into a short thought.

In the mirror, the young black-haired man who was obviously less than 20 years old was wearing an expensive tailor-made black suit, a Patek Philippe watch in his hand, and a gold chain as thick as a thumb. He had the yellow skin of a dragonborn, and A handsome face that could be an A-list movie star.

His facial features are still his, but it seems that he has undergone a slight plastic surgery, and he is handsome enough to make most women crazy call him a giegie.

Correct!
He crossed.

But his life is too good.

As soon as I walked through it, I found that the original owner of this body was drunk and dead in a very clean and high-end toilet.

This is not important, what is important is that there is 'his own' signature on the back of the black and gold-edged bank card in his pocket.

According to the vague memory that remains, this card seems to be unlimited.

Next, the flattering face of the nightclub owner who came to serve him proved that his memory was correct.

He is a master who often comes to spend a lot of money.

And beside him were even two extremely burly bodyguards in black clothes with guys clearly pinned to their waists.

Ange originally wanted to ask where he traveled to.

Now it seems that this is not important.

Since [-] million is already a small goal, enjoy it!

Ange raised his glass high and shouted excitedly: "Drink! Give me all! Everyone will not get drunk tonight! All the drinks in the audience are mine—"

As soon as the last sentence came out, the audience erupted into commotion.

The men were cheering, the women were screaming.

The man cast envious and jealous eyes.

The woman wished she could swallow Ange alive on the spot.

Late at night, Angle slipped out of the back door of the nightclub to smoke a cigarette.

"Louis, I want to be quiet." He told the bodyguard.

"Okay, Boss!" The two bodyguards walked to the end of the alley with interest, about ten meters away from Ange, turning their heads to glance at Ange from time to time.

At this moment, a flash of light appeared behind Ange's head, and a slim figure fell out of it.

This isn't an inflatable wife, or a cardboard man.

A pretty girl!

Ange's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't see clearly. Still think that this girl is not a hundred times more beautiful than those coquettish sluts in it?
He dazedly wanted to hug the girl.

It's too heavy to drag.

"Kang Dang!" The crisp metal sound echoed in the back alley.

Hearing the movement, two bodyguards hurried over, and then Louis showed a knowing smile: "Boss, you really have good eyesight!"

"Isn't it? My eyesight has always been good." Ange replied drunkenly.

Louie winked at the other bodyguard, who understood and ran off to drive.

I feel a little strange about this woman's golden armor, but as a bodyguard, the most important thing is to have a strict tone.

This is a nightclub!
Is there a girl in any cosplay costume?

Nurse outfits, maid outfits, etc.

The day before yesterday, he also saw a girl in a tight suit and a full-face mask with cat ears. One thing to say, this girl has a really good figure.

"Uh, how come cos really wears armor? Is this the real thing?"

"It's really worth the money."

Muttering to themselves, the two bodyguards hurriedly carried the beauty into Ange's extended Lincoln car, and quickly returned to Ange's house in the suburbs.

Open the main entrance of the villa, and drive for half a minute to arrive at this mansion with a very modern abstract style and full of metal arc structures.

Naturally, some servants came to carry An Ge, and sent the beautiful girl to An Ge's bedroom.

Unfortunately, Ange drank too much, fell asleep on the bed and fell asleep.

"Huh! Whoosh—"

When I woke up in the morning, what greeted my eyes was a fairy-like beautiful woman's face. The facial features were so delicate that they were almost works of art. With the drops of water dripping down, they looked extraordinarily alluring.It's completely different from those Internet celebrities who are covered in makeup. Her pure and heroic temperament can't be imitated by anyone.

who is she! ?

Ange, who hadn't expected this scene, was stunned on the spot.

After finally recalling the ridiculous things he did and did in the hangover, he realized that something was wrong.

What's worse, when he looked carefully at this beautiful face, his damn heart unconsciously beat faster.

Not because of excitement, but because of fright.

faint!
I picked up the corpse last night and brought back Wonder Woman! ?

How can this be?

"I, am I watching TV?"

It seems that the word [television] triggered the keywords of the smart devices in the room, and the 150-inch TV in his bedroom suddenly turned on by itself, broadcasting the morning news.

On the 8K high-resolution TV screen, Ange saw a face that made his ass hurt.

A voice came from the TV: "Gotham City Morning News - [Stark Industries] has demonstrated an astonishing strength that is not inferior to the Wayne Group. Its arms sales..."

The morning breeze is a bit cool.

So is Ange's heart.

Dry!
I've traveled to 'the simple Gotham City'! ?
Not only Gotham City, but also the earth at the core of the two worlds of DC and Marvel?

His meow is doomed to disaster!

Ange's hands were trembling a little.

The Wonder Woman next to her was not sleeping peacefully. She seemed to be tortured by some kind of terrifying extraordinary power. Her eyelids and facial muscles kept twitching slightly, and her hands unconsciously scratched the sheets. It was quite painful to look at. look.

An Ge called several times, but she didn't respond.

"It's a big deal! There must be something wrong." As a time traveler, An Ge knew how Wonder Woman performed in the two movies, and he had never heard of her suffering such a crime.

Just as Ange was staring at Wonder Woman's face intently, a translucent light curtain was projected into the center of his field of vision:

Name: Diana Prince.

Nickname: Wonder Woman.

Status: Comatose due to mental exhaustion.

"Divine power failure?" The Angers were all dumbfounded: "Wonder Woman has an accident, and this is Gotham City again, so... the rest of the Justice League, Master Bat, come and save me!"

He turned his head and was about to make some kind of bat mark. When he called the [money ability user] over, he caught a glimpse of a few photo frames in his room.

There is a single photo of the dead ghost An Ge, and there is also a half-sized photo of Ang and a woman.

The original owner's mother was a very beautiful woman of dragon descent, just looking at it, Ange felt something was wrong.

Single mother?

Where is the original owner's father?
Could it be that his father is the kind of Shilipo sword god who can't get out of the wild area no matter how hard he asks?This kind of guy who doesn't come to the spring water has a "nice" title-wild father!
As for who his wild father is, Ange really doesn't know after searching all the memories of the original owner.

"Forget it, who wants to find a father on their own if they have nothing to do?"

Shaking his head, Ange's gaze refocused on Wonder Woman, and suddenly he said viciously, "Hey, Hey! Woman! You don't want your Steve to know that you were picked up by me last night, do you?"

It's cool for a while, and it's always cool.

After talking, Ange was scared.

He didn't know which period of Wonder Woman this was, but any woman who came out of the Amazonian Paradise Island probably had sufficient life experience.

It wasn't that he was afraid, but that it angered Wonder Woman. She punched him, and he might, no, he would really die.

then what should we do?

At this moment, a piece of news suddenly appeared on the TV.

"Special report, it was suspected that Batman and the Penguin gang fought last night. There was a huge explosion at the scene, and many bloodstains were found. Some witnesses said that they saw a bat-type plane crash with their own eyes."

Angus: "..."

There are times when Master Bat is unreliable!

Ange found that he had too little information.He is not too sure what the situation in Gotham City is like today.

It's common for Batman to get hurt.

After all, he is a human being.

Looking at Wonder Woman in leather armor and brass shoulder armor, Anger was not sure if she had already started to act righteously in Gotham City and offended a lot of criminals.

There is no doubt that Wonder Woman is a hot potato in his family.

At this moment, the system suddenly popped up: [A key talent activation event was detected... Mandatory task release - protect Wonder Woman until she wakes up, if the task fails, the system will immediately and permanently shut down.Depending on the host's current physical condition, shutting down the system will result in the death of the host.After successfully protecting Wonder Woman Diana, the host will have the opportunity to obtain a single universe-level talent. 】

Is this still an option?Ange went to work immediately. He snapped his fingers with a snap, and the intelligent system started calling according to the settings. A few seconds later, a silver-haired butler in a well-fitting suit appeared on the videophone screen next to the door.

"Master Ange, did you call me?"

"Frank, get ready, I'm going to sea today."

The rich in Gotham City always have various ways to protect themselves.The chaos and crime in the slums seem to have nothing to do with the rich areas.It's as if God put heaven and hell in Gotham at the same time.

As an inexplicably rich N-generation, Ang has a [-]-foot-long yacht called [Burlen Hill].

As far as he could remember, the former owner had a lot of parties on it with a lot of beautiful girls.

Not long after, Frank, the housekeeper, came with an open tablet.

Unexpectedly, Ange waved his hand: "I'm going to sea with Miss Prince today, let Louis and the others come over."

When the bodyguards knew that their young master wanted them to carry the girl they picked up last night to the yacht, their expressions were very strange.

Last night it was called picking up corpses, what is it called today? ——
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(End of this chapter)