Catwoman tried, but she couldn't leave, could it be that guy was cursed by the evil spirit of the ancient mansion?

Or some god with a bad personality is joking with her.

She didn't know, but she knew that she might not be able to leave the man for a while.

Before finding out what is going on in him, he can only be patient to be a kitten for the time being.

"Dear master, it's time to wake up."

Selena, dressed in a black silk maid outfit, opened the curtains to let the morning sun shine in, and her beautiful face showed a standard eight-tooth smile, and gave a friendly wake-up call to Ron.

On the bed, Ron, who still maintained his sleeping habits although there was no need to sleep, opened his eyes, swept over her, and said slowly.

"I remember you being a cat, not a maid."

"Well, it's not?"

Like a naughty kitten, Selena flicked the cat ear hair ornament on the warhead and gestured to Ron.

"There wasn't a single attendant in this empty house, and I felt like I could do more for my master."

She blinked her big brown eyes, her eyelashes flickered, and she looked sincere, acting like an obedient maid who thought about and served her master.

I don't see the slightest bit of wanting to sneak away last night.

"When a cat is inevitably touched, I'm not stupid.

If you touch it, you might want to go off. ”

Catwoman keeps a fake smile and slanders in her heart.

What is it that gives you the illusion that a maid only needs to clean the house? ”

Lifting the quilt, Ron got up for a second to wash up and change clothes, and came to her.

"Ah......h

At a terrifying speed, Catwoman was startled again, leaning against the wall next to the window, looking at Ron, who had changed into a suit, and didn't dare to be idle.

"An obedient maid should do more than just wake up with a good morning."

Ron's eyes were filled with indifferent playfulness, and he stepped closer, his hand caressing her fair and tender neck.

"So the master of magic wants a good morning kiss?"

"Or is the owner actually a vampire who lives in an ancient mansion and wants to taste the maid's blood in the morning?"

A seductive flush appeared on her face, like a green apple, and her eyes looked elsewhere, as if she was too shy to look at Ron.

"Men are indeed creatures with the lower half of their bodies dominated."

Catwoman, who was shy on the surface, secretly pinched her thighs: "Give him a kiss, and he should be licked by a dog." ”

It's a bit of a mistake, and she must be patient.

You have to find out what's going on with this guy, and you have a situation in order to have the possibility of escaping.

"Your heart is racing.

Is it really shy, or is it because you're saying bad things about me. ”

Ron could see that Catwoman's shyness was a little bit not pretending.

Selena, who has been orphaned since she was a child and has a bleak life, has no time to fall in love, and after escaping from the goddess of luck's mother, she has been a jewelry thief and devoted herself to jewelry.

Judging from her memories and thoughts, it was the first time she was so close to a man.

However, years of gloomy and difficult life have already trained Catwoman to have a strong heart, she is not a little girl who will be shy and can't help herself.

"Is it magic, or is it a vampire?"

Seeing that Ron ignored her temptation, Catwoman cursed in her heart, and pretended to be even more shy when she didn't speak.

Ron leaned closer, when she thought her first kiss was going to be snatched away by the nasty guy in front of her.

Card!

A crisp thud rang out.

Like something metal being buckled.

"Don't think I didn't see your little action last night."

He whispered in her ear.

"Next time it won't be a scare."

"What is this?"

Catwoman panicked and touched her neck, and she had a silver collar around her neck.

It is engraved with a pattern of thunder and electric sparks, which is delicate and beautiful, but it is still a collar.

Being put on a collar as a human being is undoubtedly humiliating.

"Shouldn't pets have collars on their owners' gloves?"

"Master, I'm a cat, not a dog."

Hearing his answer, a smile appeared on her beautiful face and emphasized.

"It's all the same."

Ron didn't care about her.

"As a jewelry thief, I believe you will have channels that ordinary people don't know.

Go and investigate a few people on the note. ”

He handed over a note.

"Clark Kent, Hal Jordan, Diana Prince......"

Catwoman asked, looking up at the names.

"Who are they? What do you ask them for? ”

Didn't get an answer.

"You know, I can't get too far away from you." She remembered the few thunderbolts that almost cracked on her last night, and she pretended to be cowardly.

"Now you can." Ron replied.

DC's timeline isn't as clear as Marvel's, and he speculated on the approximate timeline not long after Batman returned to Gotham to fight crime.

But apart from remembering that Superman lived on a farm in rural Kansas, he had little memory of where everyone else was.

Someone needs to help him investigate.

Taking off her maid outfit, Catwoman changed into slightly normal clothes, tied up her hair, jeans on her lower body, and a leather jacket on her upper body, a bit of a punk style, mainly to hide the collar on her upper neck.

With trepidation, she stepped across the charred meadow.

"It's okay, really, it's okay."

Nothing happened, and she left the manor excitedly.

"Fools will go back."

Riding on a motorcycle that had withdrawn from the garage of the manor, she mockingly gave her middle finger in the direction of the manor, and was about to leave.

But the next moment.

Zizi ......

An electric current burst out of the collar, and Catwoman was electrocuted, falling to the ground with her motorcycle, her whole body spasmed, her well-proportioned and slender legs uncontrollable and together, stretched and trembled.

"This ...... This...... What is it? ”

Although it was only for a moment, the pain and embarrassment made her remember, and she tried her best to control her numb and weak body to get up from the ground and open her mouth with difficulty.

"It's not strange to make such a gesture to the master behind your back, whether as a cat or a maid."

She was talking to herself, not expecting an answer, but Ron's voice rang in her ears.

"So what is this collar to control my witchcraft?"

Shocked from the bottom of her heart, no longer so surprised by Ron's mystery and power, Catwoman asked through gritted teeth.

She had checked that the collar was thin and did not look like it could be fitted with any electric shock device.

"It can punish you and it can reward you"

"Reward me? What to reward me?

A current? ”

She said with a shy face, she felt that if she had been electrocuted for a while just now, she might not be able to help but be incontinent.

"Go and take care of your business."

An indifferent voice rang out, then vanished.

"Damn bastards."

Catwoman gritted her teeth in anger, patted the dirt off her body, picked up her motorcycle, and went to the Gotham underground to buy news......

……

"Old Jack, I want news as soon as possible."

The alley where the moto is parked, the back door of a bar.

Coming out of the place where the news was purchased, Catwoman, who was wearing an eye patch, saw a hardware supermarket chain not far away, looked left and right like a thief, touched the collar that was regarded as a beautiful ornament, and walked inside.

A group of people came out of the bar, looking greedily at her distant back.

"Is that her?"

"That's not wrong, jewel thief Catwoman, this little girl has stolen a lot of artifacts and jewelry."

"Guys, looks like we're going to get rich today."

Recognizing Catwoman, the leader of this gang of robbers, Simon with a beard on his chin and a grim look licked his lips and couldn't control his excitement.

The other smirks also appeared on their faces, as if they saw the money waving to them.

When she arrived at the hardware supermarket, with apprehension, Catwoman bought a pair of large pliers that forcibly unlocked the lock.

Extreme Soul Chaos

The pliers, which can even be twisted by steel bars, looked in the mirror and pinched hard at the silver collar that looked thin on the neck.

Crunch, squeak.

Under the iron tongs, the sound of tooth-aching metal rubbing.

She used all her strength to breastfeed, and the tiger's mouth was rubbed hot and painful.

With a shake of his hand, the collar around his neck showed no signs of being twisted, and even when he took off the pliers, he didn't even leave a scratch on it.

"Damn, what kind of metal is this made of?"

Catwoman was surprised to open her beautiful bright eyes.

The metal collar around her neck is very light, and it doesn't give her a sense of burden, just like plastic jewelry.

But I didn't expect it to be too hard.

"Or is it magical?"

Jingle bells.

In front of the supermarket, a bell sounds, indicating that there are customers.

She turned her head to see that several suspicious-looking, meaty-faced men came in, and as soon as the eyes of Ben were looking around, as soon as they came into contact with her line of sight, they immediately pretended to be casual and checked the goods on the shelves.

Catwoman turned her head, a haze passing through her eyes.

Sensing that she was being targeted, she immediately put down her pliers, turned around and left through the back door of the supermarket.

Peng.

The back door opens.

Catwoman was just about to leave, when the person who had been ambushed earlier, a gun with a black hole, hit her head from behind.

"Don't move, Catwoman."