This bat cub looks very weak

Taole took out her cell phone and called Xiaojia, the only person in the call log.

"Tojie Fusikulo!" As soon as the phone was picked up, Xiaojia was heard calling the name on Shener's ID card.

"It's me." Dorothy said, touching the blue vein on her forehead.

"..." Xiaojia was silent for a moment, then said with a slightly uncertain tone, "Dorothy?"

"Yeah." Dorothy recalled what happened last night, but at this moment, because this body of hers drank too much last night, she now had a hangover.

"Are you okay?" Xiaojia seemed to notice that something was wrong with Dorothy and said with some concern.

"It's okay. Let me ask you, what is the mission you gave to Shen'er?" Dorothy pinched her brows as if she had a headache, trying to ease the dizziness in her mind.

"Really? Oh, Tojie, the task I assigned him is to assassinate Maggie Colencia, the illegitimate daughter of a wealthy family." Xiaojia quickly answered Dorothy's question.

"Illegitimate daughter?" Dorothy was not unfamiliar with this term. After all, she was now considered an illegitimate daughter. Even though Bruce was not married, she was still an illegitimate child.

"...Yes, the Columbian Family is a famous mafia family in Chicago, and this Miss Maggie, now 25 years old, lived in New York until she was ten years old, when her mother died. She was taken in by her uncle, Lester Columbian, the current head of the Columbian Family, but she did not use the Columbian last name." Xiaojia couldn't help but panic when he heard Dorothy mention the "illegitimate daughter", but he quickly controlled himself and began to tell Dorothy about the life experience of the mission target.

"Her biological father is Lester Columcia's brother. He is married and has three sons and one daughter. Lester's purpose in taking Maggie back was not to reunite his brother's family, but to cause civil unrest in his brother's family."

"According to the information I have, Maggie Columcia disappeared when she was sixteen, and her whereabouts have been unknown since then. She suddenly appeared in New York a year ago and changed her last name back to Columcia. Three months ago, her father passed away, and someone started posting a bounty for her on the mercenary system."

"It's a death bounty, but this bounty is a little special. She has a set death time. If she dies at this time, the person who killed her will receive the bounty, and the onlookers who bet on the same time can also get a bonus." Xiaojia said.

"Death Gamble." What kind of hatred and grudge is this?

"Yes, but, so far, no one has won the bet, and no one has succeeded in killing her. Instead, the whereabouts of all those who tried to kill her are unknown." Xiao Jia was suddenly stunned when he said this. Isn't there still a living person?

"How much did you bet?" Dorothy sorted out the information and then said to Xiaojia directly.

"...Ahaha, that...is not much, only 80 million..." Xiao Jia was instantly scared when Dorothy asked him this, but he suddenly remembered something and immediately said to Dorothy, "But, but! This bounty has another mechanism, which is anti-gambling. It can withdraw funds and bet the money on the other option of Maggie's "survival". This mechanism is a one-to-ten million payout."

Who came up with such a weird reward???

"Withdraw investment, bet on her life, keep her alive." After Dorothy finished speaking, she hung up the phone without waiting for Xiaojia to reply. Xiaojia once again looked at the page on his phone that had been hung up, feeling very aggrieved...

What can we do? This is what Dorothy said.

The reason Dorothy hung up the phone was because someone rang the doorbell. According to the call she just made to room service, the person behind the door should be the one who came to deliver clothes to her.

If it is true.

Dorothy's eyes became more fierce.

When Xiaojia saw Dorothy hung up the phone, he opened his computer with a slightly tired look on his face. An idea crossed his mind: if he had known this mission earlier, he would have completed it by himself. Eighty million, eighty million, just invest the money in it.

That's right. Xiao Jia totally didn't believe that Maggie would survive in the end, because he had seen the list of people wanting to put a bounty on Maggie. There were many well-known high-level killers, and they all wanted her dead, but no one had taken action so far. Maybe they were just waiting and watching.

Xiaojia operated some things on the computer and transferred the funds. After completing all the procedures, he closed the computer and decided not to turn on the computer for a while.

What Xiaojia didn’t know was that not long after he transferred the funds, an account with almost the same amount of money as him also placed bets on the “live” option.

This bounty has another mechanism, which is that unlike betting on her death, when you bet on her survival, you will not be able to touch the funds until the game is over.

"Miss Maggie, someone has started to bet against it." A man sitting in front of the computer, looking at the capital trend chart on the computer, and then said to the woman behind him who was looking at a document.

The woman had a pretty face, her long brown-red hair was tied up behind her head, and she was wearing a black gauze hat on her head. At this moment, she was wearing a black gauze lace women's suit and was sitting on the office chair with her long legs crossed.

The woman did not raise her head when she heard the man's voice. Instead, she continued to turn the pages of the document and said one word in a cold voice: "Name."

"The first person who turned against gambling was codenamed 'Assassin J.'" The man looked at the other party's basic information and registration date, then continued to say to the woman, "Assassin J began to show signs of activity two months ago. The first mission was in Gotham, and the missions after that were all random, and his location also changed with the location of the mission."

"Signs." The woman said another word.

"Height 1.78 meters..."

"I know." The woman interrupted the man before he finished describing the physical signs of assassin J. The man immediately shut up and stopped talking. There was silence in the room for a while.

"Ms. Maggie, another person has joined the anti-gambling movement." Just as the air was gradually becoming quieter, the man noticed the situation on the computer again and immediately spoke to the woman.

"The name is——"

"RedHood."

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The perspective returns to Dorothy——

Dorothy stood up, stretched, and then walked towards the door. She didn't even need any weapons, because this body was the best weapon.

"Who is it?" Dorothy said, standing at the door.

"Hello sir, I'm here to deliver your clothes. This is the customer service you called fifteen minutes ago," said the person behind the door.

Dorothy opened the door, and behind it stood a waiter in hotel uniform, looking at Dorothy with a professional smile. He was holding a large tray in his hands, on which was placed what should be a suit, complete with a tie, watch, and even leather shoes.

"Well, put it on the table." Dorothy pointed to the platform on the shoe cabinet in front of the door where things could be placed. The waiter followed Dorothy's instructions, but Dorothy stood behind the door and behind the waiter.

Sure enough, at the moment when the waiter put down his things and was about to turn around, Dorothy saw that the other person was holding a dagger in his hand. If she didn't dodge, according to this person's attack, the dagger would pierce Dorothy's eyes directly.

However, Dorothy would definitely not let him do that.

She first stretched out her left hand and slapped the dagger out of the waiter's hand. However, at the moment when the waiter's expression began to become terrified, Dorothy locked the door, preventing the man from escaping.

In the few seconds that the waiter and Dorothy fought briefly, he immediately realized that he could never beat the man in front of him, so he turned around and opened the locked door.

How could Dorothy let him do what he wanted? Dorothy stretched out her foot and kicked the waiter's knee, causing him to fall to his knees.

Then there was a slightly rough scene.

Dorothy grabbed the waiter's head and slammed it hard on the marble shoe cabinet.

The waiter's eyes rolled back and he stopped moving.

However, Dorothy still deliberately controlled the strength. This force would only make the other party faint, not kill him. However, Dorothy could not guarantee how long he would be unconscious.

Dorothy let go of the waiter's hand and looked at her palm. It is true that the bodies of adults are different, or even different. In the few seconds just now, from Dorothy's perspective, she felt that the other person was moving in slow motion, but Dorothy could sense what the other person wanted to do at the same time.

Simply put, she is a level higher than this person.

Perhaps it should be said that Shen'er's body and senses are at a higher level than those of ordinary people.

Dorothy looked at the unconscious man, then touched his body and pulled out a wallet and a walkie-talkie. When she saw the walkie-talkie, Dorothy immediately realized that this waiter was just a pawn of another person.

He looked at the waiter's wallet. It wasn't big, but there were several thousand dollars in it. Dorothy took out all the money and threw the empty wallet back to the waiter.

Dorothy was not a good person.

She changed her clothes, picked up her things and walked out of the room. After leaving the nightclub, Dorothy looked at the surrounding scenery and realized that she was back in New York. She couldn't help but smile.

[Let me ask you something.] Dorothy said to Shen'er in her body.

[Hmm——] A long nasal sound, obviously this guy hasn't woken up yet.

[Did you wear a condom last night? ] Dorothy said, remembering something.

[Hmm... seems like?] After hearing Dorothy's words, Shen Er suddenly became more sober and spoke incoherently.

【As if?】Dorothy asked back.

Emmm...if I really have a child...ahhhh I can't even think about it!!

[I don't care, what do you care about? ]

[Sorry, I care a lot.] If it was just a simple sexual intercourse, Dorothy would be able to enjoy it as an interesting melon, but considering that it was her vest after all, she would have to bear the blame if the vest got into trouble.

[Forget it, you handle it yourself.] When Shen Er said this, he sounded like a heartless scumbag.

【Well, let me handle it. 】