The bodyguards were speechless. Are they bruised and purple? Everyone is confused.
Fragmentation grenades are not large artillery shells. Their lethality is of cutting nature. It’s just that the opened flesh is mixed with the Joker Gang’s own paint, making it really colorful.
For a moment, they all wondered if their boss had a pervert.
Who knew the next second, when Ange saw the appearance of the corpse clearly, he started to retching.
This performance made Louis and other bodyguards secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Just now, Ange suddenly showed off his power, which scared them. Now it seems that this is just the accumulation of the boss's years of playing with guns. After all, this is still a person who has never been killed.
He's just a young man from a rich family.
Gotham City's safety depends on who it is.
For ordinary people, this is hell.
For rich people, this is paradise.
In this three-quarter-acre field, the police and firefighters are just a group of workers. Whichever block has more tax dollars, there will be more police personnel.
While he was talking, the beautiful woman walked over with a sexy catwalk. She was wearing a golden duel swimsuit, paired with a diagonal white transparent lace skirt that opened from the waist to the thigh. As long as 1 square centimeter more fabric is used, it will be a waste of social resources.
What a waste!
This scene is absolutely stunning in terms of visual impact.
On the other side, the frightened Ange took his bodyguards out to sea by boat and arrived at his private island.
a while.
Reading it as a security guard or writing it as a mercenary is a job with a head hanging from your waist. No one likes to talk about relationships with their employers. Generous employers who are willing to give extra tips are the best employers. And as ordinary security guards, they only have a salary
Half of a round-the-clock bodyguard.
Including the nearly 100 security personnel who came from behind, and a bunch of heavy weapons that are definitely contraband, it can be said that not even a single Marine Corps can capture this place.
"Oh - you are the most generous boss I have ever seen!" Louis and the others had [$] signs in their eyes.
Twenty minutes later, three "civilian version" armored vehicles with organic cannons and a full tactical squadron of fifty people arrived.
She made a phone call: "Mr. Sionis, our instigation failed. The strength of the target bodyguards was beyond expectations. They defeated more than a hundred members of the Joker Gang."
"Okay. Any other instructions?"
"there is none left."
At night.
The same goes for security.
"Life is so lonely as snow!" Next to the main building of the manor, which is full of Baroque luxury style, there is a 25-meter-long frameless swimming pool. There are large and small hydromassage pools beside the pool. Ange leaned on the wall of the pool and felt
It is very pleasant to watch the surging water column coming from behind.
He didn't know what the hell he would encounter if he wanted to save Wonder Woman. After all, this was Gotham City, and there were a lot of villains who were not human beings, or who were not human beings.
Fifty thousand US dollars per person is enough to turn the words of greetings to Ange's family that they have hidden in their hearts into the most beautiful blessings in the world.
"Brothers are shocked. In addition to the previously agreed compensation standard, this is an extra tip for you. Now that this is over, let's go have some fun and relax."
"Bring me a rope, something stronger."
A round-the-clock bodyguard like Louis only earns $1,500 a day. This is money given to the security company, not the same amount in the hands of the bodyguard.
"Just say that I have called him and ask him to call me back according to this phone number."
"Miss Dana Lance, I want you to do this..."
After a certain wealthy businessman turned into a wealthy layman and suggested that the security company bring some "legal" stinger missiles, the manor fell into an eerie silence for three consecutive days.
Sorry, the firefighters will water the insured house next door to prevent your house from spreading to the next door, and then watch your house burn to ashes with hands in their pockets.
"Boss?" Louis asked knowingly.
"Trash! They're all trash!" The black mask on the other side of the phone was extremely angry.
Louis:???
Ange repeated it again, and Louis had no choice but to do it.
Ignoring the beauty's graceful body curves, in front of the housekeeper and four bodyguards, Ange tied her up like a turtle shell.
He had to do something to appease the bodyguards.
Ange couldn't figure out how much the original owner of this body was afraid of death, so he made his home like this.
Don't even think about having police patrolling the slums.
These elite soldiers, without exception, have all been soaked in strange chemical preparations from chemical plants. Even though they are diluted versions used by the Joker, they are still very powerful. This gives these clown soldiers slightly more strength and vitality than ordinary people.
This was the excuse he gave.
"My name is G*Ann. I would like to contact Mr. Bruce Wayne."
As expected, the secretary on the phone immediately came up with an excuse. The big shot is such a piss-poor. If you go to him directly without any personal relationship, you will definitely be regarded as a cat or a dog, and you will definitely not be able to contact him.
"Mr. Pennyworth? He's not here at the moment. Is there anything I need to convey to him?"
There was shame and anger that could not be concealed in Miss Anna's eyes, but she chose to do it.
It's safe, but it's a bit boring.
He pulled Louis over: "The incident this time is like this. I accidentally brought back Mr. Wayne's distinguished guest, so I had a little misunderstanding with Mr. [Black Mask]. The clown gang was actually an accident. The clown and I
There is nothing wrong with Mr. Wayne. As long as we restore contact with Mr. Wayne, the Wayne Group will naturally clean up this mess."
Even for the clown gang, the ones that just arrived today are just peripheral soldiers. They are only a little better than the cannon fodder that rushed up with baseball bats. Some specially strengthened crazy clown soldiers have not been taken out yet.
The duty rooms inside are all built to bunker standards.
Under the moonlight, an exquisite and embossed female figure appeared on the other side of the swimming pool.
As soon as this white-skinned blond beauty with big waves appeared, Louis, who was guarding Ange, showed a knowing smile.
Who knows...
"I forgive you." Ange stood up as if fascinated.
What this thing is all about is financial resources and connections.
In Gotham City, Black Mask can use more than a thousand people at will, but how do you send more than a thousand thugs to the island?
Transportation is the biggest problem.
"Do you have an appointment?"
"Hello! Mr. Infiniti, my name is Anna." Her voice was melodious and melodious, and you could tell at first glance that she was at least a singer. A few notes from her red lips would make your bones tingle.
If you buy fire insurance, if there is a fire in your home, firefighters will come to the rescue as soon as possible.
This small island, which covers an area of about seven square kilometers, is surrounded by the sea on all sides, and is surrounded on three sides by cliffs more than 30 meters high. There is only one way to enter the manor inside.
Ange was not at all reassured, because this was only for mortals.
None of the four bodyguards moved because it was Ange's butler Frank who brought this pretty girl.
Inside the manor, there was nothing within a hundred meters of the wall, and all movements could not be hidden from the surveillance cameras and the sentry towers at the four corners of the manor.
A group of security personnel next to him stared at him. Ange smiled evilly and dragged out another box: "Louis, give three thousand dollars to each of the brothers who have just arrived as a greeting gift. This is the case. This is the extra tip for each person."
number."
Then in front of everyone, Ange smiled evilly: "Turn around and lie down on the beach chair!"
Bodyguards are human beings too. They take risks to work and naturally require high returns.
He needed to buy insurance, so he made a special call to the Bat Mansion. Unexpectedly, the person who answered the phone was not Alfred, his grandfather's old butler, but a female secretary. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the other party seemed a little subtle.
of tension.
The old butler bowed and said: "My lord, please forgive me for making my own decision. I think you are too nervous and need to relax."
The woman's neck shrank, and when the boss calmed down, she continued to ask: "Boss, what should I do?"
"Okay, Boss!"
In this way, a group of strong men with heavy firepower protected Ange and Wonder Woman and continued to move towards the intended target.
At least... you have to pay more!
That’s right! This is money power!
In Gotham City, which has the best security in the United States, this is legal!
Ange, who had a lucky escape, returned to his extended Lincoln, opened the fingerprint safe, and handed out stacks of hundred-dollar bills [Franklin] to Louis and others in front of the new security personnel.
The manor's fence is 7 meters high, with the lower half 5 meters high and half a meter thick. It is made of high-density reinforced cement concrete. The upper half is made of steel grilles with hooks and barbs, as well as infrared cameras and sensors.
Three thousand dollars is definitely a lot.
As a black gold super VIP customer of the security company, after he was attacked, the security company received the news immediately:
In less than fifteen minutes, a "civilian helicopter" equipped with two Gatling six-barreled machine guns arrived at the scene.
Ange settled for the next best thing: "Then please help me contact his butler, Mr. Alfred Pennyworth."
In fact, when Ange and Wonder Woman retreated to this island manor, not to mention that the Joker himself had disappeared, even Black Mask found it difficult.
The inner circle is a ten-meter-wide 'moat' surrounding the entire manor, equipped with a five-meter-high protective wall.
"Long live Boss!"
After hanging up the phone, Ange frowned. As a butler, Alfred, who has served the Wayne family for generations, is undoubtedly doing his duty. His absence from the Bat Mansion means that the Bat Master is probably injured this time.
Already.
The butler can't always make an appointment.
If they really have to face the Joker, there is a big question mark as to how much fighting will these mercenaries have.
Not long after, a graceful figure appeared on the roughly cleaned battlefield.
No insurance?
"No."
Ange has already left Gotham City. Once out at sea, he cannot take advantage of the underworld's manpower.
This situation made them extremely embarrassed. Their young master, Lang Gui Lang, would never have played such a good game before.
Before Miss Anna could react, Ange forcefully stuffed a knot into her mouth. At this time Ange finally smiled: "Great makeup, I almost didn't recognize you. Dana from the Black Mask Club*
Miss Lance! Or should I call you... Black Canary?"
As soon as the words fell, everyone else's eyes suddenly widened to their maximum size.
Ange leisurely took out a military dagger from under his bathrobe and put it against the beauty's snow-white neck: "Shh! Don't use your ultrasound, otherwise I can't guarantee that my hands won't shake."