Jasmine didn't look at anyone present, and put away her hand/gun with a sneer: "I haven't been back to Gotham for a long time, and I didn't learn about the Suicide Squad in time. It's my fault. But I want to see you agree.
Every condition of the suicide squad members has been fulfilled one by one. Although they are guilty, I cannot watch you deceive criminals."
"What are you going to do?" Joyce, who seemed to be calmly asking with his hands folded in front of the table, was not intimidated by Jasmine's harsh tone. However, his right hand unconsciously pulled open his tie, trying to relieve his held breath.
After Harvey got up, he stood beside Jasmine and did not move away. He was wary of the remaining three people and silently expressed his attitude.
"Everyone here has no idea how many people die silently in Gotham every day. You will say that the dead people did not die in your hands, but behind the scenes it is you who push these people to wander on the edge of crime.
Don't you have any responsibility?" Jasmine stood up, the sound of high heels hitting the floor hammered into the hearts of Joyce and others, and her sinister eyes swept over each of them, "If possible, I also want to investigate what exactly you are doing.
How many things have been done behind the scenes, don’t give me any chance to find your loopholes, you don’t want to know the result.”
Ellen didn't know whether he was frightened or angry by Jasmine's words. After swallowing his saliva, he trembled his lips and asked, "Do you want to go against everyone in Gotham?"
"Everyone?" Jasmine repeated Ellen's words in a funny way, looking at him with cold and cold eyes. She twitched her lips, "When you say everyone, do you mean people like you or ordinary people living in Gotham?
Mr. Ellen, I don’t think I’ll lose everyone. Are you worthy of representing Gotham?”
"Of course you won't lose everyone." Harvey stepped forward and stood side by side with Jasmine in front of the three of them, without fear, "We won't lose everyone."
"In this case..." Aiden, who had a weak sense of presence, imitated Jasmine and Harvey, stood up, calmly adjusted his sleeves, and said in a calm tone that could hardly be heard as provocation, "I wish you two success
.”
Harvey grabbed Jasmine to stop her from trying to refute Aiden. After saying goodbye to the three of them, the two met to meet in the cafe.
"I was a little impulsive just now. I'm glad I didn't injure you. Otherwise, I would have hurt you before we got married. It's my fault." Jasmine smiled apologetically at Harvey and did not continue the topic in the conference room. "
When the time comes, I’ll give you a big red envelope, which will just make up for the engagement gift.”
Harvey waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't have the courage to face you like this, so I can only follow your bluff, and I can't say that I will be implicated by you. As for the red envelope, I accepted it without mercy. Speaking of which, I heard that you and Tony Star
I was very surprised when I received the news of Ke’s engagement. When did you and that person break up?”
"Harvey, your contribution to Gotham is far more than mine. I can only use direct and brutal methods to temporarily suppress them, but in the long run your method is more suitable for Gotham." Jasmine looked at her disapprovingly.
Looking at Harvey, he gave a very short answer to Harvey's last question, "Before I left Gotham, I dumped him. Even if I didn't tell you, you would have read it on the front pages of major newspapers.
Got the news."
The lights in the cafe were dim and the fragrance was filled. Harvey looked at the time and finally took out the red invitation from the satchel next to him: "Bruce's banquet is the best way to announce your return. Of course, if you don't want to come,
I understand, we can find other ways."
After Jasmine saw the exquisite red invitation, she held it in her hand and slowly opened it. Bruce Wayne gradually appeared on the invitation. Jasmine's fingers traced his outline, thinking of the time when the gentleman was polite but always refused.
The man on the date sighed.
Harvey was holding the coffee and caught a glimpse of Jasmine's expression and movements: "By the way, I'd like to remind you that the Bruce Wayne today is no longer the Bruce Wayne you know. You have to be mentally prepared."
Closing the invitation in her hand, Jasmine looked at Harvey suspiciously, not understanding what Harvey meant by his words.
"My God, did you really not pay attention to Gotham's news at all after you left Gotham?" Harvey looked at Jasmine in disbelief, unable to understand her behavior. The coffee cup he put down hit the table with a harsh sound.
The voice said, "You should have seen updated Gotham information these days. Haven't you noticed the densely packed names on the girlfriend column of our great Master Wayne?"
Harvey rushed before Jasmine could speak, stretched out his hand to signal her to stop talking, quickly packed up his things and walked out: "Speaking of Master Wayne, there are so many topics, you can talk to anyone for three hours if you choose. I have to
Let's go first, after all, I am also getting married, and there are people waiting for me at home." As soon as he finished speaking, Harvey had already walked out of the cafe, without even giving Jasmine time to say goodbye.
Jasmine sent Harvey away with a smile, stirring the coffee in front of her, and began to be in a daze. It wasn't that she hadn't seen Bruce Wayne's girlfriend column, she just didn't want to believe that Wayne, who had intended to change Gotham with her, had also been assimilated.
Gradually, he became like those worms in Gotham, sensual and indifferent.
Their first meeting was when Wayne rescued Jasmine from a gangster. Jasmine was so drunk that she went home drunk and didn't even notice someone was following her. It was Wayne who saved her. In her impression, Wayne was always full of love.
Vitality, like a little sun in the dark, always makes people around him feel warm. Moreover, Wayne was well educated by his parents and is a gentleman and polite. Almost all the words of praise can be said about him.
Jasmine was immersed in memories and couldn't extricate herself. She lowered her head and said softly to the ring: "Tony, what do you mean when you say that Bruce is no longer the same person as he used to be?"
"Let me tell you! Back then, Wayne was still small and his size was small. Now he must have grown up and his size is much larger." Deadpool, wearing a red and black tights and carrying two knives, suddenly appeared in front of Jasmine.
Opposite her, he held his chin and looked at her in fascination, "No, no, no, the script should be about Wayne growing up, discovering the benefits of money, seemingly having many girlfriends, and adopting the character of a playboy. Brother, please tell me, why?
I want to set a bitter character for my brother, and I also want to be a playboy, but even if I have no money, compared with Wayne, I am still more attractive..."
Deadpool squinted his eyes and was immersed in his own world. When he opened his eyes, he realized that Jasmine had left the cafe. He hurriedly caught up and continued to whisper in Molly's ear: "Hey, I just started a few sentences, you want to
Go? You must know that brother is hired by Wanda to protect you. Of course, even if you don’t charge money, brother will not leave baby Jasmine. Hey, the baby can still walk so fast in high heels? I remember experts said that women should walk faster in high heels.
It's easy to remember the development of breasts..." As he spoke, under the gaze of everyone on the street, Deadpool made a gesture of supporting his breasts, and even reached out to grab them.
With a dull face, Jasmine felt like her head was going to explode. Under Deadpool's nagging, she drove back to the hotel. After entering the room, Jasmine tried to close the door with her backhand, but was pushed open by Deadpool's quick reaction hand.
"Honey, do you need a male companion tonight? Of course, he can also be your baby's bed partner?" At some point, the invitation was obtained by Deadpool. He opened the invitation with a humble suggestion and glanced at Jasmine through the mask, "It's time.
What do you think about showing off my amazing beauty and opening everyone's eyes? I think I must be the most eye-catching handsome guy at tonight's banquet. Batman, Bright Knight, aren't they all my foil?"
"Are you willing to take off your mask?" Jasmine crossed her chest and looked impatiently at Deadpool who was blocking the door, "When I was doing cosmetic surgery on you, I refused to take off your mask. Why have you changed now?
Personally?"
Deadpool was silent and returned the invitation to Jasmine. Jasmine felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but reflect on whether the tone of her words had hurt Deadpool. After all, Deadpool was quite concerned about disfigurement at the beginning.
When Deadpool was about to disappear around the corner from the door, Jasmine stopped him softly: "Hey, don't forget the banquet tonight."
"I know that little baby Jasmine can't bear to watch me waiting in the cold wind, but I don't know which movie or comic is integrated into this world. I'm really looking forward to whether the Batman who appears tonight will be George Clooney or Adam Way.
Ste..." In fact, after Deadpool walked into the corner, he kept leaning against the wall waiting for Jasmine to speak. When he heard Jasmine's first word, he couldn't wait to grab the corner of the wall and expose his upper body.
Jasmine couldn't understand what Deadpool said, and she felt bad. She felt that she was being tricked by Deadpool.
Deadpool touched his chin, twisted his butt to reveal his whole body, and approached Jasmine: "Baby, I always think you and Wayne are more suitable. One is a Gotham judge, upright and righteous, and the other is a Dark Knight, compassionate, and both want to save Gotham.
Idiots like this dirty city should be blown up..."
"You mean Batman will come to Bruce's party tonight?" Jasmine rubbed her swollen temples, and it was only now that she understood a little of his words, "Wade, I don't understand what you are talking about."
Jasmine couldn't see that after she said this, the expression under Deadpool's mask softened. He pushed Jasmine back into the room, turned around and walked out, waving back coolly: "It's time for you to sleep, Jasmine."
How can an ordinary person know the thoughts of a genius? I won’t blame you if you don’t understand my thoughts. It’s all because Marvel has made me so successful. I am a genius, but geniuses are always lonely..."
"...Marvel always likes to make things happen. Who would have thought that the handsome guy would be Deadpool, and the playboy Wayne would be Batman..."
Jasmine walked back dizzy, and when she was closing the door, she caught what Deadpool said. She froze in place, unable to move.