Godslayer In the Comic World Chapter 2

  Chapter 2 picked up a heroine

   "Change 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 **** bodies, and from time to time cast winking eyes at the gold master fathers in various booths.

  Ange felt very comfortable.

  There is a mirror not far away. Looking at himself in the mirror, Ange fell into a short thought.

In the mirror, the young black-haired man who was obviously less than twenty 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 can be a first-line movie star.

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

right!

  He crossed.

   But his life is too good.

  As soon as I passed through, 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 the back of the black and gold-edged bank card in his pocket has 'his own' signature.

   Based on 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 there were even two bodyguards beside him who were wearing black clothes, extremely burly, and obviously had guys pinned to their waists.

  Ange originally wanted to ask where he traveled to.

   Now it seems that this is not important.

  Since 100 million is already a small goal, let's 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 wanted to 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 is not an inflatable wife, or a paper man.

  A beautiful 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 **** in it?

  He drowsily 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 vision has always been good." Anger replied drunkenly.

  Louis blinked 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 mouth.

   This is a nightclub!

  Any girls in cosplay costumes?

  Nurse outfit, maid outfit or something.

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

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

   "I'm really willing to spend the money."

  Muttering, 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, a servant came to carry Ange, and sent the beautiful girl to Ange's bedroom.

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

   "Hoo! Hoo hoo—"

  Wake up in the morning, what greets my eyes is a fairy-like beautiful woman's face, with facial features so delicate that they are almost works of art, accompanied by the dripping water, it looks extraordinarily attractive. 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 didn't expect this scene, was stunned on the spot.

   After a hangover, he finally remembered what absurd things he had done, and he realized something was wrong.

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

   Not because of excitement, but because of fright.

faint!

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

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. 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 **** 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.

  Anger's heart is also.

Dry!

  I have traveled to the 'Gutham City with simple folk customs'! ?

   Not only Gotham City, but also the earth at the core of the two worlds of DC and Marvel?

   He 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.

  Ange called several times, but she didn't respond.

   "It's a big deal! There must be something wrong." As a time traveler, Ange knew about Wonder Woman's performance in the two movies, and he had never heard of her suffering this kind of crime.

  While Ange was concentrating on the face of Wonder Woman, a translucent light curtain was projected into the center of his field of vision:

  Name: Diana Prince.

   Nickname: Wonder Woman.

  Status: coma 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 get a bat mark, and 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 Anger, and there is also a photo of a half-sized Anger and a woman.

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

  Single mother?

  Where is the original owner's father?

   Could it be that his father is the kind of tenlipo sword **** who can't get out of the wild? 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, An Ge searched all the memories of the original owner, but he really doesn't know.

   "Forget it, who wants to find a father to take care of themselves?"

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

  Happy for a while, always happy.

   After he finished talking, Ange was scared.

  He didn't know which period 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?

   Right at this moment, a piece of news was suddenly broadcast 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."

  Ange: "..."

  Master Bat is sometimes unreliable!

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

   Batman gets hurt all the time.

   He is, after all, a mortal.

  Looking at Wonder Woman in leather armor with 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 mission release—protect Wonder Woman until she wakes up. If the mission 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 people 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 **** in Gotham at the same time.

  As an inexplicably rich N-generation, Ang has a 100-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)

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