Martha Rose was lying on a handmade leather sofa.
Silk embroidered with golden threads flowed down from her body. Her curves were smooth, and some kind of hint mixed with the incense in the room flowed. Although the young woman who was standing far away and reporting the situation had her eyelids lowered, she couldn't help but glance at the exposed calf from the corner of her eyes. A section of white and smooth calf with delicate rose bud patterns on her slender ankle.
Martha Rose was naked under the silk.
She preferred a smooth and cold texture.
It reminded her of the days when she was wrapped in pythons. She also liked to show off her most beautiful body parts, such as her very good-looking legs and her thin waist.
As well as the soft, boneless hands that were shaking off the cigarette ash, those gazes of appreciation, envy, and lust, all made Martha Rose feel excited.
"... Dr. Hardhead is being guarded by the girls. He has brought strangers over.
Does the Empress want to see them? "The young woman in a tight leather jacket finally reported.
She raised her eyelids vaguely.
She glanced at Martha's face.
Martha was smiling the whole time.
Her gorgeous and aggressive red hair half covered her gaze.
March Empress whispered, "Let them in."
Outside, Harry and the others had been guarded by a group of gorgeous girls in cool uniforms for a long time.
Although every girl had a devilish figure and an angelic face,
At the same time, they were all armed with deadly weapons.
Even the little loli who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old had a katana on her back.
Therefore, Harry's gaze was quite well-behaved.
He didn't dare to look below the neck of any of the girls. After all, the more experienced Snape and Mulde were cautiously observing their surroundings without turning their necks.
They were also choosing how to break out of the encirclement in case of an emergency. The only one who could still talk and laugh was Jeff Swain.
Although there was a sexy girl with a gun standing behind him,
The circus leader was still flirting with the dark-skinned woman, Gail, who seemed to be the leader, and Gail didn't seem to be disgusted by his nonsense.
Harry raised his head slightly and saw the bleak wind and rain from the only vent window in the room.
This was the City of Sin without a trace of color. Even if the girls were all wearing blood-red lipstick, it couldn't dispel the heavy gloom in the City of Sin. Their beauty was added to the immoral attribute of the city's sin, becoming sick and twisted. Of course, it was still beautiful.
The young blonde woman opened the door. Harry heard Gail call her Nancy. She said in a very pleasant voice, "The Empress is willing to see them."
So the girls standing behind the group put down their pistols. Gail also glanced at the crowd with a smile, "It seems that you are in luck."
Then, a body search was carried out.
Of course, this was the old city, which was ruled by the ladies, so the body search was carried out by the ladies one-on-one. Initially, Harry was worried that Snape would cast off the curse and leave, but then he realized that the elder had been a double agent before, so other than being expressionless the entire time, there was nothing unusual. . But the girl who searched Harry looked at him a few more times, as if mocking him for wearing sexy clothes.
The body search only found a bunch of trinkets on Jeff Swain. Mulde and Scali had already hidden their pistols and identification when they changed their clothes. So, it didn't take much time. They followed Nancy and Gail, walked through the winding stairs, and entered the attic of the March Empress.
Martha smiled and looked at everyone one by one. Then, her eyes fell on Jeff Swain again. Her voice was soft and hoarse. It was a kind of sexiness that couldn't be ignored, "Doctor, introduce your partners."
Swain was still smiling, but Harry inexplicably felt that he suddenly became more serious, although he was actually introducing everyone's fabricated identities to Martha. Martha also seemed to be listening very carefully. Harry even saw her put out the cigarette, but the beautiful and aggressive woman did not look at the people in front of her. Instead, she looked at the corner from time to time.
"... Well, according to the old rules, the newcomers have to be brought over for you to see. If you think they are suitable, then I can let them go on stage." After Swain finished speaking, he pulled the mustache on his chin and showed a smirk, "Besides, we haven't seen each other for a long time. It's good to catch up."
"Is that so?" Martha's special voice turned a short sentence around a thousand times. Then, she chuckled, "It's a pity that we women don't like to catch up. If there is something to catch up with, it only means that a woman is old." Glancing at the exaggerated disappointment on Swain's face, Martha smiled and became more comfortable. She reached out and tucked a strand of red hair that fell on the tip of her nose behind her ear. Then, she said, "Why don't you give me a kiss?"
These words surprised Mulde and Scali, but they didn't dare to show their shock. They could only watch Swain stunned for a moment. Then, his infatuation was overflowing. He wiped his hands on his vest several times before he opened his hands and walked forward — to the obviously naked and beautiful queen.
And Martha did not show any resistance. She even intimately stretched out a white arm, but Scali and Mulde on the opposite side saw at the same time that a python as thick as a man's arm slithered out from behind the sofa. It rubbed against the side of the leather sofa and flicked its tongue at Swain, who had his back to it.
Scali almost screamed. Fortunately, Mulde reached out and pressed her back, motioning her to look at Mr. Enigma.
Mr. Enigma also saw the python, but he just grinned and didn't show any unusual reaction. Just as Scali was thinking about what this meant, the distance between Swain and Martha was less than five centimeters. But he stopped and looked at the amazingly beautiful face of the March Queen, showing a somewhat puzzled expression. "It seems that this old story is really not easy to catch up with?"
Martha smiled and said, "Probably because there are too many outsiders."
"Then... how about getting rid of one or two first?"
Swain said slowly. At the same time, he turned around with a pistol in his hand. The muzzle was aimed at Nancy, who was standing in the corner.
Nancy tilted her head, her beautiful face full of doubts. "What are you going to do, Dr. Hardhead?"
"I don't understand either …" Sven stood up and seemed to be a little annoyed. "Although you do have Nancy's face, and she does have Gail's face, the two of you actually just threatened me symbolically when you saw me, and didn't hit me. It's really strange. And... Martha? "
Martha had already stood up. Just as everyone had guessed, she was completely naked. However, her chest, back, and thighs were covered with enchanting roses. That dark green python had already wrapped around her body, making her look even more bewitching to the point of dripping blood.
March Queen sneered behind Swain, but her voice was still very gentle. "Also, it's really strange that I didn't send someone to assassinate you within a quarter of an hour after you walked into the old city."
It seems that Swain's popularity is really not very good, the two agents thought at the same time.
"Nancy," who was questioned, was facing Swain's muzzle and Martha's python, but she did not panic at all. She even laughed happily. "Hee hee... Interesting. You are very interesting, although not as good as my pudding."
"Nancy"'s smile had a tendency of madness. "Gail" took out two guns at the same time and aimed at Scali and Mulde. "Haley, stop fooling around. Our target is... Hmm?"
"Gail" looked at Mulder's side in confusion. There were supposed to be two people standing there, but now there was only the tall, dark-faced man who was staring at her with a sinister look. Surprised, her disguise began to fade, and she returned to her white skin, red hair, and strange green eyes and green lips.
The fake Nancy also took off her disguise. With her red and blue hair and crazy smile, she was Joker's follower, the clown girl, Haley Quinn.
Haley took out a pistol from the outside of her thigh and laughed loudly. "Ivy, I'm more comfortable with the sledgehammer. Can I change to the sledgehammer and then come back to help?" But at the same time, she quickly pointed the muzzle at Snape. Thus, the triangular balance of Swain, Martha, the clown girl, Poison Ivy, the agent duo, and Snape was formed in the room.
Swain and Martha had been shocked by the "transformation" of the two girls, so their combat power was weakened, and the two female villains had the upper hand for the time being.
"Shut up, Haley!" Poison Ivy controlled Mulde and Scali with her pistol, and at the same time, began to release the psychic poison. She asked, "Where is the boy?"
Mulde and Scali's eyes soon became unfocused, but they did not give the answer Poison Ivy wanted — they did not know where Harry went. Haley saw this and smiled at Snape. "Then you must know? Otherwise, the story can't continue. "
Snape ignored Haley and stared at Poison Ivy.
Poison Ivy and Haley looked at each other, and the two of them exchanged targets. Haley smiled as she watched Poison Ivy wrap herself around the man. She then asked twice in a soft voice, but Snape didn't even have an expression. Feeling frustrated and dissatisfied, Poison Ivy could only prepare the "fatal kiss" that she usually only used on first-class heroes (like Batman) and prepare to give it to this suspected passerby.
But the spell came faster than the kiss. A ray of white light shone in from outside the window and hit Poison Vine Lady's back, causing the beautiful villain with red hair and green eyes to shriek and fall. At the same time, Snape, who was in front of her, instantly moved to the other side of the room. He took out his magic wand and two Petrification spells from his sleeves, petrifying Haley Quinn and Poison Vine Lady respectively.
Mulde and Scali dispelled Poison Ivy's mental control amidst their shock. Then, a grayish-blue bird flew in from outside the window and landed on Snape's shoulder, who had already reverted to his black robe. If it wasn't for the fact that he was seeing things, the bird even pecked Snape in dissatisfaction.
Snape glanced at the bird coldly. "Get down here, Potter!"
The bird was so angry that it fell and pecked Snape a few more times before it landed on the ground and turned into a thirteen-year-old boy. Holding a magic wand, he immediately cast a rope spell on Poison Ivy and dispelled her Petrification spell. He crouched down and asked, "Where's the gentleman behind you now?"
Realizing that she was tightly tied up, Poison Ivy didn't panic, nor did she intend to answer Harry's question. Instead, she sneered and turned her head away.
Harry had no choice but to crouch down on the other side and continue asking, "Hey, beauty, I don't remember you being the kind of supervillain who's so extreme that you want to destroy the world, right? But the gentleman who's trying to take control of the situation has no principles at all. He's even crazier than Mr. Clown! Not only does he want to kill people, but he also wants to destroy flowers and plants! "
Perhaps it was the "flowers and plants" that caught Poison Ivy's attention, her green eyes glanced at Harry. There was a moment of doubt, but it quickly turned cold.
Harry sighed. "I heard that you're immune to all poisons. I wonder if you're immune to paraquat as well..."
In the instant that Poison Ivy became alert, Harry had already pressed his magic wand against her and whispered, "Soul Extraction."
Easily breaking the barrier, Harry smoothly entered Poison Ivy's mind. He immediately flipped through the latter's memories, skipping through various criminal records. The clearest recent memory was the Arkham Prison Break. Harry followed Poison Ivy's point of view as she ran through the open wards. He even saw the Clown and Two-Face laughing maniacally... but he didn't see the most important person.
Harry frowned slightly. Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly realized that Poison Ivy had already run to the last room and was about to push open the door. The sudden alert made Harry blurt out, "No!"
However, the Poison Ivy in the memory did not listen to Harry's command. She had already pushed open the door, and behind the door, there was nothing. There was only a cloud of black fog that rushed towards Poison Ivy and Harry who witnessed the scene.
Harry quickly got out of Poison Ivy's memories and was pulled up by Snape, still in a state of shock. He then realized that Poison Ivy was struggling violently all of a sudden, her bound body was leaning backwards in pain. At the same time, she opened her mouth wide and black fog was leaking out.
Harry's most direct and fastest reaction was, "Everyone, get out of here!"
No one questioned this statement. The black fog spread too quickly. Everyone had already felt the fear and consciously covered their mouths and noses. Mulder pulled Scully, Sven pushed Mr. Enigma, and dragged Martha. Everyone quickly fled. The girls downstairs, who were not sure if it was real or fake, saw the black fog coming down the stairs and also ran out of the building in panic.
Harry and Snape who was protecting him were the last to leave. At this time, the black fog had already filled the entire building and was about to spill out. It was like a living monster of fear was roaring faintly. Just standing downstairs, everyone could feel the fear rushing at them. The most secret fear in the depths of their hearts was rising.
"It's Scarecrow's Fear Gas." Harry secretly regretted stepping into Nihon's trap again. At the same time, looking at the Boggart, he was not sure if 'Funny Face' would work. Snape also made the same analogy in his heart, but he was very sure that 'Funny Face' would not work.
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