Chapter 1133 Night in Sin City (Part 2)

Absolute territory, generally refers to the thigh, or specifically refers to the looming thigh part between the skirt and knee socks.

The beautiful skin looming between the skirt, stockings, and boots has attracted countless boys, so it is called the "absolute territory" that is sacrosanct.

The entry comes from Japanese anime, game and light novel culture. Girls who know the absolute field will dress up to a higher level.

The beautiful legs in the slit of the cheongsam, and the nakedness from the hem of the skirt to the top of the stockings, all make men fantasize.

The girl has a certain degree of confidence in her appearance and figure. The bohemian style short dress she wore tonight deliberately showed her "absolute territory" because the murderer is crazy and as long as the police cannot catch him, he will definitely commit another crime. The police in Gotham City have always been incompetent and untrustworthy. The girl plans to use herself as bait and hook to catch the murderer with her own hands to prevent women in Gotham City from further harm.

There was a faint rotten smell coming from the dark alley, which seemed to be the smell of sin.

The lights that are always flashing are like the eyes of a monster, strange, ruthless, and choose people to eat.

The night breeze was slightly cool, like a pig's hand, constantly lifting the hem of her skirt.

Just when the girl was pressing the hem of her skirt with her hand for the third time, she felt someone approaching from behind, and a layer of goosebumps appeared unnaturally on the skin of her legs. It was the feeling of being stared at by someone's eyes.

coming!

The girl deliberately stepped up her steps.

It was aggravating, not speeding up, but it made people think she wanted to escape.

The people behind really quickened their pace.

Calculating, we walked to the middle of the alley. It was a dilemma here, and it was not easy to be discovered. It was the most dangerous area, but it was the place the girl chose for her opponent.

The girl stopped, her ponytail swaying and her skirt swaying.

The people behind also stopped.

The pony-tailed girl turned around and asked, "Why are you following me?"

Her fear was half feigned and half real. She wanted to be an urban ranger, punishing evil and promoting good, but this was only her third time.

The first two times were just thieves and bullies, but this time it was a perverted killer and a corpse criminal.

The man remained silent.

The tall Gothic buildings blocked the moonlight. In the dark alley, the pony-tailed girl couldn't see the other person's face clearly. She could only see that he was wearing a black coat and a hood.

Judging from the figure, he should be a man.

Flower scissors should be hidden under the coat.

The pony-tailed girl felt that since she had reached this point, there was no need to pretend anymore, and asked directly: "You killed Jennifer and Anna, right?"

The man in black hesitated slightly, but remained silent.

The pony-tailed girl judged that he was randomly raped and killed, and only cared about the target's appearance and figure without caring about his identity, so he added: "Jennifer was the female anchor of Gotham TV, and she was wearing a rose-colored short cheongsam when she died; Anna was a girl from Gotham Heights High School , were wearing short skirts and stockings when they died, and they all had beautiful legs, you should remember this, right?"

The man in black finally spoke: "Are you a policeman?"

His voice was hoarse and he looked very mature, as if he was an older man.

He then denied his guess: "No, the Gotham police are all useless, they can't come to arrest me.

who are you? "

The pony-tailed girl sighed inwardly. Being looked down upon by a rapist and murderer, the Gotham police cannot be said to be useless, they can only be said to be useless. How can such a city be good?

She said: "It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I want to catch you and bring peace to Gotham."

The man in black sneered: "She turns out to be a little girl who dreams of being a superhero. Do you also want to be a hero like Captain Fantastic?"

The girl shook her head, her ponytail swinging in a nice arc: "I don't want to be a superhero, I want to be a knight."